Arrival at the Haunted Village

When Bai Wanwan emerged from the high-speed rail station with Liu Hanzhi and Shi Xiangning, who were laden with bags both large and small, it was only six o’clock in the morning. The sky in Hesheng Province was just beginning to lighten at this time of year.

Several long-distance buses were already waiting near the high-speed rail station. Some of these vehicles could even go directly to the town located near Fengmen Village.

Bai Wanwan lowered her head, studying the address the woman had sent to her phone, considering whether she should simply take a taxi directly there.

A middle-aged man then approached them, his demeanor somewhat mysterious.

“Three beautiful young ladies, would you like a ride? We’ve just gotten new double-decker buses this year—clean and comfortable. You three are tourists, aren’t you?”

“Tourism?”

Bai Wanwan frowned. She glanced at the white crossbody bag slung over her shoulder, which was stuffed to the brim with talismans and spirit money.

There was also an ancient, elegant Yin-Yang Compass nestled within. To call this a ‘tour’ felt like an understatement.

However, Bai Wanwan and her companions were dressed quite fashionably and eye-catchingly. Even while on the high-speed train, Bai Wanwan had noticed many people’s gazes.

She had even seen several individuals repeatedly walk back and forth, pretending to use the restroom, but in reality, trying to steal glances at the three young beauties.

“Aren’t you here to tour Fengmen Village?”

“Uncle, is Fengmen Village truly a tourist attraction?”

Liu Hanzhi was naturally outgoing when interacting with people. In contrast, the young nurse Shi Xiangning would only hide behind Bai Wanwan when encountering strangers outside.

She completely lacked the lively and cheerful demeanor she displayed online.

“Of course it is! Fengmen Village is a renowned haunted village. Many content creators, television crews, and enthusiasts of paranormal events all flock here to visit and check it out.”

The uncle became quite loquacious when introducing Fengmen Village.

He first recounted which famous bloggers had visited, then mentioned which television stations had come to interview, even claiming they had interviewed him briefly.

Afterward, he began telling Bai Wanwan and the others classic online ghost stories.

Bai Wanwan listened until her ears felt calloused, finding these stories riddled with flaws.

“Then, can this place deliver us to this address?”

Bai Wanwan took out her phone, pointing to the address the woman had sent her, and inquired.

“Xiaowang Village? No problem. That village is right near Fengmen Village. The locals have set up many inns for tourists to stay overnight.”

“Are you planning to stay overnight too? I can recommend some cheap and clean inns.”

“However, the inns don’t have triple rooms, only double rooms and king-sized rooms. You could take two rooms, which would save…”

“No! There’s no need! Just one king-sized room will be fine!”

Liu Hanzhi and Shi Xiangning exclaimed almost in unison. Their forceful declaration startled the uncle.

“Hey! What are you two doing? What are we here for?”

Bai Wanwan suppressed the urge to slap each of the two little female ghosts.

“Alright then, let’s get on the bus. There are quite a few tourists today. Look, that group of young people over there should also be heading to Fengmen Village.”

Bai Wanwan looked in the direction the uncle indicated. She saw five young people—three men and two women—emerging from the high-speed rail station, backpacks slung over their shoulders, chatting and laughing.

One of the boys had dark skin and appeared tall and well-built. Another had dyed yellow hair and wore earrings, giving him a somewhat roguish look.

A third wore glasses, appearing refined and scholarly, much like a bright university student.

The other two young women were of average appearance, but both were dressed very fashionably. One’s skirt, in particular, was so short it could barely be shorter.

Bai Wanwan seemed to recall seeing these people on the high-speed train earlier. They appeared to be from Baishi as well.

“Old Wang, go greet them. Once we have enough, we’ll depart. We’ve only had a few waves of tourists these past two days; we need to make the most of it.”

“Now, three beauties, please board the bus.”

The uncle led Bai Wanwan and her group onto the bus. The fare of forty yuan per person was quite reasonable.

Bai Wanwan had woken up quite early that morning. Benefiting from her previous lesson in the Ghost Realm, she had deliberately risen at dawn this time, making thorough preparations.

Even if she were to be pulled into the Ghost Realm the moment she stepped onto Fengmen Village’s soil, Bai Wanwan was confident she could handle it.