Chapter 322 This Is Just the Beginning (1)

"Any other outsiders?" The main purpose of Chen Ge and the others entering the village was to find Fan Yu and Jiang Ling. At this time, when they heard the news of other outsiders, they all cheered up.

"Before you came, two children accidentally entered the village because they lost their way." Aqing recalled: "One boy and one girl, the boy was very thin and not tall, and the girl looked only four or five years old, like a porcelain Doll, very cute."

"Fan Yu and Jiang Ling!" Hearing A Qing's description, Chen Ge was even more sure of his guess.

He grabbed Ah Qing's shroud: "Where are they now? Take me to find them!"

"I'm afraid not." Aqing wanted to take Chen Ge's hand away, but after a few tries, he found that the man in front of him, who didn't seem to have much muscle, was surprisingly strong: "As soon as those two children entered the village, After being seen by other villagers, a woman surnamed Zhu appeared, arranged accommodation for them in person, and took the girl away."

"Jiang Ling was taken away?" Chen Ge was taken aback.

"I heard that a woman surnamed Zhu was going to let girls come to the sacrifice. At the time, I thought it was strange. This is the first time in decades that an outsider has come to participate in the sacrifice." A Qing struggled for a long time and finally gave up and let Chen Ge Grabbing his shoulders, he gritted his teeth in pain.

"Isn't that woman aware of Jiang Ling's origin? She is going to give Jiang Ling to a female ghost?" Chen Ge pondered, "Zhu Xinrou is by Jiang Ling's side, and she definitely won't sit and watch Jiang Ling get hurt. There are only two possibilities. , there is a way for a woman surnamed Zhu to suppress Zhu Xinrou, or Jiang Ling volunteered to participate in the sacrifice."

Fan Yu left two words for Chen Ge on the painting to go home. There should be a reason for them to return to the Living Coffin Village tonight. Coincidentally, the Strange Talk Association also started work on this day, and targeted Jiang Ling. on the body.

Everything is intertwined at one point, and the source of the secret is in the living coffin village.

"In addition to being careful about the aborigines in Living Coffin Village, you must also be careful about the Weird Talk Association."

Chen Ge let go of his hand and patted Aqing's shoulder lightly: "If possible, try to bring that skinny boy out."

"Understood." Aqing rubbed his shoulders: "When the sacrificial ceremony begins, the entire village will be affected, the ghost wall will be broken automatically, and the things that usually sleep in every corner will also wake up. You will see that this village does not well-known side."

He speaks very fast, and keeps looking outside when he speaks: "There are too many dead people in the village, and the yin is too heavy, which breeds all kinds of evil spirits, and they will wake up slowly with the sacrifice, you must be careful , don't provoke them, steal the child, leave immediately."

"You said so much,

Where are we going to steal children? "

"The sacrificial activity starts from the ancestral hall in the center of the village. All children will be put into the ancestral hall, and then the team will go to the well where the female ghost committed suicide. All you need to do is enter the ancestral hall when the sacrificial team leaves. Babies with coins, take them away."

Aqing said that he paused here for a while, and hesitantly took out a piece of cloth from his pocket: "The interior of the village is very complicated, and there are ghosts and monsters hidden at the end of some roads. If you want to go out, follow the route on this piece of cloth. Walk."

He handed the cloth covered with various lines to Chen Ge: "Please be sure to leave with my child!"

After exhorting a few words, Aqing left in a hurry. Chen Ge looked at the cloth in his hand. On it was a sketch of the Living Coffin Village. There were more than 20 places in the entire village that were marked with red crosses.

"He is so reassured about us that he handed the map to us in advance, and he is not afraid that we will run away regardless of his children?" Uncle Bai took the map and studied it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. I've been there all the time, but only during the day.

Chen Ge shook his head: "This person has been planning for a long time and will not make such a low-level mistake. This is most likely a fake map. The real map is estimated to be on the baby boy."

In a few words, the street outside has changed.

All the white paper lanterns were extinguished, and the village was completely shrouded in darkness. In the dead silence, someone's door was pushed open, and a woman's voice sounded in the dark night.

She seemed to be calling out a name, trying to wake something up.

Doors were pushed open, footsteps rang out on the street, and villagers with deformed bodies walked out of their houses wearing masks.

They carried white paper lanterns, and no one spoke. They walked past the door of the old house where Chen Ge was with their heads lowered, and stopped more than ten meters away.

The woman's cry became clearer, and the eccentric village dropped its disguise.

The night was like mercury pouring down, and the crushed people couldn't breathe, blood spots and stains appeared on the clean walls of the village, and the ground was full of scratches and slashes with shovels.

What happened in this village was a hundred times more bloody and terrifying than what A Qing described, and what he said should only be the part he knew.

The ghost wall has long been demolished, and a dilapidated ancestral hall appeared at the intersection of the streets, and right next to the ancestral hall, a big red coffin was erected!

The woman's shouting had stopped, and the villagers with deformed bodies stood in front of the ancestral hall. They looked like puppets that had lost their souls, bowing their heads and holding lanterns. No one spoke. The scene was deadly silent.

"crunch..."

The door of a two-story wooden building next to the ancestral hall was pushed open. The small building is the tallest building in the entire village, and it is also the best preserved building.

There was a chill in the dark room, and a few minutes later, a woman in a big red coat came out.

She was pale and her lips were blue, like a frozen dead person.

Glancing at all the villagers, the woman walked to the ancestral hall and bowed to the coffin three times, speaking some local dialects.

After she finished praying, a few villagers walked out of the crowd carrying bamboo baskets.

The basket was covered with a cloth, and the cry of a baby could be heard from under the cloth.

The woman walked past them one by one, lifted the cloth covering the bamboo basket, and checked one by one.

When passing the fourth bamboo basket, the woman stopped for a while and opened her mouth to say something.

The person carrying the fourth bamboo basket was A Qing who was wearing a mask. His arms, one long and one short, were shaking slightly, as if the woman had said terrible things to him.

After seeing all the children, the woman took out a pair of blood-stained scissors from her sleeve.

She stood beside the coffin and asked the first villager to place the bamboo basket in the center of the ancestral hall, and then entered the ancestral hall alone with scissors.

The door was closed, the baby was crying, the tablets in the ancestral hall made noises, and all the villagers lowered their heads in despair. Only in the red coffin at the door, there was faint laughter.