Chapter 200 Strange Wanhu City

Three train tickets to Baihua City. Thank you."

"I'm sorry, no."

"Why not?"

"No, no. If you want to ask why, then I'll tell you that the train will go to a deserted place full of ghosts?" The conductor said impatiently, "It has been suspended for half a month."

"Then three tickets to Wanhu City." Feng Junyang took the money and was coldly looked at by the conductor at the ticket window.

"Wanhu City, three." The conductor said, handed out three tickets and said strangely, "These are two different directions. It's strange that it's the first time I've met someone like you who changed the route. Why?"

"If you don't have it, don't go. Why?" Feng Junyang said in the tone of the salesperson and left the window without looking back, leaving a stunned conductor and several laughing passengers.

Feng Junyang took the ticket and went to the waiting room and said to Yan'an and Mingzhu, "It's really a mistake. We can't go to the ruins of Jinmei Villa. We have to go to my hometown Wanhu City. It's at my will. I haven't been home for a long time.

"It's up to you, we'll go wherever you go." Yan'an said, "What are the characteristics of your hometown?"

"My hometown is called Wanhu City. Look, this train ticket says - Wanhu City!" Feng Junyang said excitedly, "There is a poem cloud, 'thousands of households will open one after another'. My hometown is such a prosperous scene. Moreover, my family makes wine! When I came to my house, I let you taste the century-old wine.

"Really!" Yan'an's eyes shined, "I love wine the most! Du Kang is the only one who can relieve his worries!"

"I'm also a wine lover, but I can't get drunk when I go out. When it comes to wine, I can't wait to fly back." Feng Junyang said impatiently.

"Two alcoholics, let's go. The train is coming. Mingzhu urged lazily, "What do girls like in Wanhu City?"

"Yes! Beautiful man. The men in Wanhu City are all handsome, brave and resourceful. It seems that Pan An... If you go there, you will have endless beauty. Hahahaha!" Feng Junyang joked, "At that time, I will leave you in Wanhu City as the daughter-in-law of Wanhu City!"

Mingzhu blushed, but said, "I don't want a beautiful man like you to give it to me."

The three people got on the train with a smile and happened to be in the same carriage, and there were few people in the carriage, which seemed to be a special train for three people. Along the way up and down, very few people took a long distance like them.

The three of them were very interested all the way. They watched the mountains, the water and the scenery, and occasionally played the game of guessing. They were not lonely all the way. The pearl was like a chat box, saying what they thought of and asking what they saw. At first, Feng Junyang explained patiently. In the end, when he arrived at the prosperous place, when Mingzhu asked one by one, Feng Junyang was not annoyed. He held his head and howled, "Who came up with Mingzhu?" I have become a talking encyclopedia! It's still a rotten encyclopedia!"

Mingzhu laughed and trembled and chased Feng Junyang in the carriage. Yan'an looked at it coldly and said with a smile, "If you don't fight, you don't know each other. If you don't know each other, it's a kiss, and if you scolding is love... I think you two are still hopeful."

"What hope?" Mingzhu grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and threw them at Yan'an.

laughed all the way, and the two-day trip seemed to pass by.

As he got off the train, Yan'an stretched out a big lazy waist, looked around and asked, "Feng Junyang, this place seems to be very desolate. It's not as prosperous as you said.

Indeed, at this time, there was not even a seller in the small station, the surrounding shops were closed and deserted, and no one walked around the street.

"It's getting dark. Maybe there will be no one." Feng Junyang said, and he also felt strange. In the summer afternoon, there used to be people everywhere to enjoy the cool. People sat under the big banyan tree with small stools, sittering melon seeds and telling jokes. You can hear laughter from afar.

By the way, the old stationmaster in the station likes to gather people around him to tell stories when it's dark. His story is vivid and occasionally with a little meat, which makes young people fascinated.

"Have you drilled into the quilt on this hot day?" Yan'an smiled evilly, "Then isn't your city prosperous?"

Feng Junyang patted Yan An on the shoulder and said, "Hey! There is also a young woman here. Don't talk nonsense.

"What does drilling into the quilt have to do with the prosperity of people? Does rest and recuperation mean a long life? Pearl asked in surprise. This sentence made Feng Junyang and Yan An straighten up.

The three of them walked along the road, and the more they walked, the more they felt that something was wrong. In this city, every family was closed, not to mention that there was no one on the street. A little uneasiness began to rise in his heart. Why did it feel more and more like walking in the ghostly Hundred Flowers City?

No, definitely not. He kept saying in his heart that Wanhu City would not suffer such a disaster.

He accelerated his pace and couldn't wait to go to the wine alley to see his parents. His panic attracted Yan'an's attention, and Yan'an asked with concern, "What happened?"

"No. I hope not." He said, "I don't feel right."

Yan An said, "Me too. This is too quiet and weird. I want to say that it is not popular at all, as if it has entered a dead city. Do you mind if I say this? This place is full of gloomy air everywhere. You see, it's not dark yet, and there is gloomy everywhere. I don't know what will happen at night? Did the vampire you mentioned do it?"

"Ye Xuanji! If you come to persecute my hometown, I will definitely smash you to pieces!" Feng Jun raised his heart like fire and gritted his teeth and said, "People in Wanhu City have always regarded you as their own. If you become a person who is sorry for Wanhu City, I will not forgive you!"

"Don't be excited, haven't you figured it out yet?" Mingzhu comforted in a low voice.

All the way to Wine Lane, they never met anyone on the way. The three walked like three ghosts and found themselves abnormal.

"Feng Junyang, are you sure that all three of us are fine? Are they all alive? Why do I feel that my back is cold and my body is getting lighter and lighter? I won't be... won't I be a ghost, right? Yan'an touched his head and said in a stunned way.

Mingzhu pinched it and put it on his arm, and Yan'an screamed in pain.

"Do you feel heavy now?" Mingzhu rolled her eyes and said, "It's okay to find trouble!"

"Don't say anything, everyone. My home is here." Feng Junyang was so nervous that his heart rose to his throat, and the closed door made his heart hang even more, and he wanted to jump out of his mouth.

"Don't be nervous." Yan'an said and patted him on the shoulder.

"Cough!" Feng Junyang cleared his throat, raised his hand and knocked on the door tremblingly.

There is no response in

.

"Try again!" Mingzhu encouraged.

Feng Junyang then knocked two slow and two fast voices, which was the signal that he used to play the door opening game with his mother. Several times, the lights suddenly lit up in the room! The three of them were shocked and held their breath.

"Is it Yang Yang?" An old woman's voice came!

"Mother..." Hearing this sound, Feng Junyang suddenly softened his knees and knelt down by the door. He burst into tears and almost collapsed. His tense nerves collapsed in an instant. This is a more uncomfortable feeling than fear and despair. At this time, he is not crying or laughing, and he doesn't know how to express his mood at this time.

"Mother..." He shouted again. There was a sound in the room, and someone dragged his shoes to the door.

"Is it really Yangyang?" The woman asked again.

"It's me, mother. I'm your Yangyang. Open the door..."

"Squeak!" With a sound, the door opened. In the dim lights, there was an old and thin figure, whose hair was all white and scattered on her face. The woman narrowed her eyes, looked carefully at the wind kneeling on the ground, suddenly cried, and slowly squatted on the ground, and said, "It's really my son..."

The mother and son cried with a headache, and there were thousands of words to say, only to let tears flow freely.

"Ser, son. Go in, go in quickly." The woman got up tremblingly and hurriedly. He took care of his mother's white hair with his hand and said sadly, "Mom, your hair is all white. You are older than when I left.

The two entered the house as if there was no one beside them, and Yan'an and Mingzhu were not polite. After that, Yan'an closed the door. Only then did the woman see two people behind her. She asked alertly, "Who are these two?"

"My friend. His name is Yan'an and her name is Mingzhu. They are all good people, mother, don't be afraid. Feng Junyang rolled up his hair for his mother and whispered, "It's my son's good friend outside."

The woman nodded gently, looked at Yan'an, then at Mingzhu, and said with a smile, "Good face is indeed a good person."