Chapter 1711 Boys and Girls

"Yes, but it's not just that!" Old Man Yao's tone suddenly became urgent, "We lifted him onto someone's back, but I felt something was wrong as soon as I touched him. He was too light, so light that it was scary. He looked like a strong man, but he was almost as heavy as a half-grown child.

"Except for scratches, there were basically no external injuries on his body. He was breathing, but we couldn't wake him up. We had no other way, so we carried him back to the village first."

"As a result, as soon as it got dark that night, he woke up and shouted loudly. You don't know that several crazy people couldn't hold him down. He shouted some words that we couldn't understand. He asked us not to get in his way. He wanted to go with those people! It would be too late to go!"

"Where is he going?" Jiang Cheng knew that things had reached a critical point.

"Go to heaven and become a god."

"God? "

Old man Yao put away his pipe with a serious expression, "Yes, that's what he said. He also shouted that he had climbed the ladder to heaven, and he was about to touch the sky, but he stepped on empty air and fell down."

"Just when we were at a loss, there was a commotion outside. Someone was desperately beating the gong. This is also a folk remedy passed down from our ancestors, which is said to scare away evil spirits.

"When I heard the gong, I knew something was wrong. I guess something happened again. We all ran to the ancestral hall. The village chief and several elders who had a say in the village were there discussing countermeasures."

"It was dark outside again, just like before, but this time it came and went quickly, because no one dared to stay outside to keep watch after this kind of thing happened, so there was no shame in the village this time."

"Is it the same person who got into trouble this time?" Jiang Cheng looked at Old Man Yao's face.

"Hey!" After pursing his cracked lips, Old Man Yao sighed and glanced at Jiang Cheng meaningfully, "Young man, you really said it right. When we rushed back, the man's wife was lying on the bed crying, crying heartbreakingly. The bed was wet with water and was still dripping down, but the man was gone."

"According to the wife, the man stopped struggling as soon as we left. He stared at the sky. After a while, he seemed to see something and his face was very excited. He said something strange like climbing the ladder to heaven and really coming to pick me up, and then he started sweating."

"He sweated a lot, soaking the entire mattress, and the color of his body faded with sweat. The whole person became lighter and lighter, and when we rushed over, there was only a pool of water left.

This description made Jiang Cheng recall what Old Man Yao said before. After the second dark, those footsteps that became lighter and lighter ended in a wet depression.

A living person faded and turned into a pool of water. No one had ever heard of such a weird thing. After further understanding, everyone finally figured it out. It turned out that the so-called Mahakala was just a name given to that thing by the people in the village based on their imagination. After all, when that thing came, the sky was completely dark. As for what it was, no one knew.

"Old man, is there any legend handed down in this village? "Folklore is an area where Tang Qisheng is good at. He had keenly noticed something that Old Man Yao mentioned before. He said that there is a folk remedy in the village that says that beating a gong can drive away evil spirits. A normal village would not attract any evil spirits.

"As for legends, there are many, but they are all made up by the villagers to scare children. If you waste food, you will be caught by the feet of hungry ghosts. If you lie at night, you will be knocked on the door by long-tongued ghosts..." After saying this, Old Man Yao stopped immediately. He slowly opened his mouth with two missing front teeth, as if he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, there is really a weird legend."

"What legend?" The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense, and everyone stared at Old Man Yao's wrinkled face.

"I don't remember the details clearly, anyway, it is said that there was a battle in the barren mountain behind. The gods and a big monster fought fiercely for three days and three nights. In the end, the gods won miserably, but the gods couldn't kill the big monster. In the end, they had to use the magic of moving mountains to suppress the big monster under the barren mountain. ”

This sounds like the ridiculous plot in Journey to the West where the Buddha used the Five Finger Mountain to suppress Monkey King. Instead of boring Jiang Cheng and others, it attracted their attention greatly, because they had seen the fight between top-level weirdos, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was the power of moving mountains and filling the sea. It was normal for ordinary people to think of it as a god.

The old man couldn't help but frown, "The barren mountain behind? If I remember correctly, those footprints also lead to the back mountain. "

"Yes, yes, those footprints do lead to the back mountain!" At this moment, Old Man Yao also realized that something was wrong, and the atmosphere on the scene became more and more depressing.

Just when Jiang Cheng wanted to ask something, the door was pushed open with a "creak". The next second, the scene that came into view almost scared the fat man to jump up. Two paper figures with painted eyebrows and eyes broke the door and appeared outside.

"Boss, I'm going to arrange the boys and girls. Please help these foreign guests. Meeting is fate, meeting is fate! ”

A short, extremely hunched old lady with bound feet leaned out from behind the paper man. Only then did everyone see clearly that the hunchbacked old lady was carrying a thin pole, with a paper man placed on each end of the pole. The paper man was made quite crudely, in fact, only the head looked good, it was made of straw, and then covered with a layer of paper.

But the color of the paper man was bright and dazzling, with a green melon-shaped hat and a bright red suit.

The moment Jiang Cheng saw the suit, his eyes were not right. The suit was bright red and dazzling, and the paint used was clearly blood, and the blood was not dry yet.

Just when the old men were about to lose their temper and were about to take the initiative, Wu reached out and gently placed his hand on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, "It's not human blood, it's animal blood."

Hearing this, Old Man Yao stared at the man who had never spoken in surprise, blinked and said, "Of course it's animal blood. I just hunted a roe deer this morning and hung it in the woodshed in the backyard."

"Boss, don't neglect them. I have a big piece of meat stewed in the pot. Remember to take it out to entertain them."

The hunchbacked old woman left after she finished speaking, and also took the two paper figures with her. But through the door, everyone saw that the old woman first inserted two torches on the courtyard gate, and then placed the two paper figures on the left and right behind the courtyard gate, facing the wall facing inward, facing the room where Jiang Cheng and the others were.

Looking at the strange expressions on the faces of the two paper figures, the fat man felt his back go straight.

"What is the meaning of putting these two paper figures behind the door?" Jiang Cheng got straight to the point.

"Don't underestimate them. I tell you, they are very useful to boys and girls. My wife and I are still alive today thanks to them!"