Chapter 1478 Incense Ashes

Jiang Cheng was speechless. Fear was only a small part of it. What was more was nausea and hatred towards the Zhennan Hou Mansion.

These innocent souls who died at his feet were all given by the Baihou Mansion.

Jiang Cheng instinctively thought of a word, raising Gu. They were the nourishment, sent to feed this evil village, and that sign was probably the magic weapon that opened the barrier outside the village.

Judging from the number of heads and the degree of decay, this matter has been going on for a long time, and Zhennanhou must not only want this evil village, but what he wants must be related to the big guy in the fog!

He heard the sound of water not long ago, and that big guy probably came out of Spring God Lake.

When Jiang Cheng mentioned Spring God Lake, his first reaction was the ghost building in the lake, but the thing in the mist was obviously not a ghost building, it was a living thing.

Judging from the oppressive power displayed by the opponent, he was definitely a troublesome guy. Jiang Cheng wondered whether Zhennan Hou wanted this guy, and the villagers' evil sacrifices were also completed through him.

He walked a little further and thought in a different place. Some of the strange things he just discovered now have an explanation. Those villagers chopped off their heads because they were not needed. All they wanted was the body. With the body, they could resurrect their relatives.

No wonder the real grandpa's head was swaying from side to side just now, because the head did not fit the body and was patched up by force. The body belonged to the fake grandpa, the martial arts master who was deceived by the Hou family and came here.

Through the continuous ceremony, people in the village who had died due to the war were resurrected one by one. However, Jiang Cheng did not know whether the villagers who were bent on resurrecting their relatives understood the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death. Even if they can really survive, what will happen to those who survive? Are things still their relatives?

But then he shook his head again. This sentence was meant for them. One of the reasons why he and Fatty worked so hard to kill the old president was that they hoped to kill the dead Huai Yi and Wang Qi. Take them out of the car, let them integrate into the world as human beings, and live well again.

People are greedy, they are, and so are the villagers. If one day it is necessary to kill a few unrelated people to save Fatty's life, Jiang Cheng's hand holding the knife will not be trembling.

There will be feelings of guilt, but there are still things that should be done.

The sound of gongs came from the distance, coming from the direction of the village center. Jiang Cheng put away his wooden sign and looked at the ferocious head exposed in the pit, feeling very depressed.

A few seconds later, cracks appeared in the world in front of him, and then suddenly collapsed. Jiang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was the fat man's big face.

"Doctor, you're awake!" the fat man shouted excitedly.

Tang Qisheng heard the sound and came over, nodded and said: "Mr. Jiang, it seems that your guess is correct. That wooden sign is the key to dreaming. The Zhennan Hou Mansion has something to do with it. We have already talked about it just now. Here This is the so-called Daotou Village. It is a complete scam when we come here. We were tricked by that bitch Zhennan Hou. "

Just woke up, Jiang Cheng's thinking was not very clear. He had experienced too much in his dream last night. He felt exhausted now. Seeing that he was uncomfortable, the fat man helped him up and put his back against the wall, using a quilt. Pad behind.

After a long while, Jiang Cheng digested what he saw and heard last night, and then explained it to everyone in as concise language as possible.

He was not trying to be mysterious, just because the information was shocking enough, so the room was silent for a while, and everyone's faces flickered, obviously immersed in intense thinking.

"We are not the first team sent here, but all the people before us are dead. Also, you said you saw the big guy in the mist, and then heard the sound of water..."

Zhu Jie looked at Jiang Cheng with some confusion. She couldn't understand why there was already a ghost tower in Spring God Lake, so why did another big guy appear? The water in Spring God Lake was too deep!

Taking the water from the fat man, Jiang Cheng drank a few sips, and his tired nerves gradually relaxed. But the next second, he counted the number of people and suddenly asked: "Where did Mr. Zhang Qizheng go?"

Li Bai immediately explained: "Don't worry, the old gentleman is guarding us all in the yard. We all heard the gong. It's dawn and everything will be fine."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of hurried footsteps running over, and he opened the door. Zhang Qizheng, who has always been mature and steady, had panic on his face, "Let me ask you, who spread the incense ash in the next room?"

"Incense ash?" Yao Shunyu frowned.

"Yes, it's the incense ash. It's in Grandpa's room, not far from the painting you mentioned."

Zhang Qizheng's panicked look also alerted everyone. Li Bai stood up and asked, "Don't be impatient. Speak slowly. What happened?"

"I did scatter some incense ash in that room last night, but it was in a dream." Jiang Cheng recalled that he was trying to verify whether the fake grandpa was the ghost in the mist outside the village.

"In the dream..." Zhang Qisheng's face became more and more ugly, "Come on, just come with me and have a look. Those ghosts... are here."

The people who had been fucked by Zhang Qisheng were in panic. They all went to the next room together. Xiuling didn't come back. They were the only ones in the whole yard, so there was no need to avoid it.

The door was open, and the place where the incense ashes were spread was obvious. The location was exactly where Jiang Cheng was last night. But when they got closer, everyone was stunned. They saw not only an obvious footprint on the incense ashes, but also five little ones next to the footprints. Many inverted triangle marks.

"Fuck!"

The fat man's face turned pale. There were so many of them, but they were found in their home without knowing it. What kind of tricks were they? They didn't open the door. How did these ghosts get in?

Jiang Cheng squatted down and looked at these triangular marks. These marks were just like the footprints they had seen before, belonging to the ghosts in the mist.

"Has anyone come here during the time I was unconscious?" Jiang Cheng suddenly asked.

Everyone shook their heads, and the fat man shook his head like a rattle, "No, absolutely not. Who can come in with the gate closed?"

Staring at the footprints on the ground, Shao Tong took a step and measured it with his own steps. At the same time, he said: "The inverted triangle marks on the ground are not all facing the same direction, but two facing inward and three facing outward. This means that the other party not only came in, but also left through the door. I simply measured the steps and it was only a little smaller than mine. The size is at least the same as ours."

"Hey? What is this?"

The fat man was sharp-eyed and found an old comb on a table, just below the painting.