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I was wearing my headphones and had fallen asleep for who knows how long. When I sat up and looked out the window, it was already dark.

Strange sounds kept coming out from my earphones. I could only turn off the songs inside and turn on my phone. The profile picture on my QQ was actually flashing. It was Little Mei. I clicked it and got a message from Little Mei.

Three years ago, Little Mei and a few of her donkey friends were preparing to go to the Feng Men Village just because she heard someone mention the terrifying legend of Feng Men Village. In fact, this kind of thing is like this, the more it spread, the more it is evil, and the more it is fierce, but unfortunately, there are those who do not believe it.

The Feng Men Village surrounded the mountains in all four directions. It was both fun and exciting, and it perfectly fit the donkey friend's interests. Thus, after contacting each other in the group, they all departed from the city they lived in towards Feng Men Village.

Very quickly, four people had gathered, and only Little Mei was a woman. One of them was the founder of this Feng Men Village event, and they called him Old Liang.

He was an employee of a state-owned enterprise and liked to climb the mountains. He was a good person in the Old Liang and could be considered a star among the donkey friends group. He had organized dozens of events and the other two were in the donkey friends group.

The four of us started our journey together, talking and laughing along the way. We had to climb a mountain road first to get to the Feng Men Village, but this was nothing to us, as we continued to climb the mountain.

"Let's take a picture together." Seeing the rocks at the entrance of the village, Old Liang called us over. Taking a photo and sending it to the donkey friends group was an unwritten rule, after all, people's energy is limited, it's impossible to walk all the way there.

"One two three, eggplant." Little Mei picked up the camera and took a few pictures, then set up the function and ran over. After taking pictures, the few of them entered the village.

Since there was no one living here, the ground was covered with weeds and rocks. It was already afternoon, and the sun had set very early, so we started to set up tents. The tents we carried around with us were all very simple ones.

"I'll help you." Old Liang walked over. His tent had already been set up, probably because he saw that Little Mei was still trying to nail down a nail at the corner of the tent.

"Thank you."

"What's your name? Girls usually don't dare to come to this sort of place to play. "

"Just call me Little Mei."

"Little Mei. It's a very nice name. "

The Old Liang skillfully set up the tent, and so a few people took their cameras and personal equipment and walked in. The first room's door was closed, and we decided to go in to take a look.

It was dark in the room, and when we went in and turned on the flashlight we had on, I called out that there was a coffin on top of the chair in the middle of the room.

"Don't be afraid, this is a custom in Feng Men Village. After a person dies, they are usually buried near their house. Some are simply not buried at all."

"Not buried? "What should we do then? Just leave it at that?" This kind of thing was too inconceivable. Only people who saw it with their own eyes would be able to experience this kind of feeling.

"Right."

We continued to walk inside and saw that the legendary chair was actually a very old one. Because it was too old and worn out, it was no longer possible to tell if it was the legendary Grand Master's chair. From the location of the house, it should be this chair.

"What are you doing?"

"Let's try it out."

"You're crazy. You can't sit on this chair." Old Liang's face turned dark, and his donkey friend who came with him actually sat on the worn-out armchair.

"Isn't it just a broken chair? It might be too broken because I'm afraid someone might break it." The three of us looked at him in that strange way, and he stood up.

"Let's go."

The structure of the houses are very strange. Other than the house in the middle, everything else is actually going in the east direction. Some houses' doors and windows are actually facing each other, and they are actually very close together.

That night, we decided to stay in Feng Men Village and wait for the sunrise of the second day to take a few more pictures before leaving.

The person who sat on the teacher's chair suddenly rushed out of the tent like a madman, and ran with all his might. The Feng Men Village was very dark, and we chased after him with our flashlights, but he still managed to shake us off.

We called out his name and searched house by house, but we couldn't find him at all. The basis of Feng Men Village were practically the same, especially at night, when we walked inside, there was simply no way to be sure if we passed by.

"Let's wait for daybreak."

We had to go back, and just as I was about to get into the tent, I saw a woman in white standing below, and I cried out in fright.

"Little Mei, what's wrong?"

"There's someone below, a woman, she's so scary."

"There's no one here."

Little Mei opened her eyes and the woman disappeared, "Old Liang, this place is so scary."

"It's fine, we'll leave tomorrow."

Because he was missing a person, Old Liang decided to search through the Feng Men Village. If he really could not find it, then he would return.

It was then summer, and as we walked in, we felt especially cold, especially our two legs which were being blown by the cold wind, it was as if it was winter.

"There, look."

One of the doors was open, and this house was very different from the others. We saw a person sitting there, and we ran in that direction.

We slowed down our pace and when the Old Liang began to call out his name, he actually did not react at all. We had no choice but to walk into that terrifying house again.

"Will he die?"

Old Liang's extended hand trembled uncontrollably. Just as he was about to touch that person, he suddenly raised his head. His eyes were especially frightening, and then he jumped up from his chair and began running down the mountain.

We chased after him all the time, everything in the tent was there, just in case something happened to our companion, and then the man went crazy, and we didn't know what happened to him, what we saw that night, why he was sitting alone in that horrible house all night.

This could be considered a person's experience, and it could also be seen as a story. From this story, I understood a few questions, there really is a chair in the Feng Men Village, just like the legends say, as long as one is seated on it, they would be unlucky.