V2.Chapter 515

As zi'er went in to have a look, there was no one. Zi'er took me around the village to have a look, and there was no one outside.

When we got to a high point above, zi'er and I looked down. As a result, there was still no one down there, but we could see the house clearly. The pattern of the house seemed to be a very old appliance. I still couldn't see what it was.

"What is this?" If she didn't understand me, she asked, "it was used for sacrifice in ancient times, but it was mainly used to suppress evil spirits."

"What's the middle one?"

"The place of sacrifice, where cattle and sheep are slaughtered."

Zi'er said it was cruel, so I said, "human beings are cruel. What do you do when slaughtering cattle and sheep? If your parents are cattle and sheep, you can cut them down with a knife?"

Zi'er said helplessly: "in the human world, there is a saying that you are a dish in the human world. When people kill, they will say, don't blame me, don't blame me, you are a dish in the human world.

In fact, people can eat anything except people, so everything is food. "

"He said he wanted to eat more." I really couldn't understand. Zi'er explained, "this is also practice."

"Right..."

I stood for a while, and the setting sun slowly covered the whole village. The houses in the village began to smoke. Some people pushed the doors out of their own yards, others were teaching the children, and most of them came back with the tools in the field.

Seeing these, I went to see zi'er strangely. Zi'er said to me, "are those people people ghosts?"

"This is a Taoist sacrificial altar. People here should have been designed by someone without knowing, and then built a sacrificial platform by themselves. This platform can help people, but it also suppresses them here. They are living sacrifices and can't go out after they die.

But looking at their ease, they should never know that they are dead.

Now that it's dark, they come out as if they were in the daytime. When it's in the daytime, they will take it as if they were resting at night.

This place should be hundreds of years old. Hong'er can see it by looking inside. "

When I look inside, it's true that many of the buildings inside are similar to what they are now, but from the top to the bottom, they are totally different.

Many places have the architectural marks of the early Qing Dynasty hundreds of years ago, and the people inside are all dressed up by ancient people, which shows that this is an ancient sacrificial altar.

"Why hasn't anyone found out here all the time?"

"This may be due to the geographical location. Even if someone passes by here, they may not be able to meet. It may appear at a specific time, not all the time."

"Shall we go back then?"

"Since I'm here, I'm destined to be here. Let's go."

Zier then took me back to no man village. When I arrived at the entrance of the village, I was met. A couple of men and women were going home. When they saw us, they asked us, "where are you from? How do you dress like this? What's wrong with your hair?"

"We come from a long way. We want to have a rest here after passing here. I don't know if it's convenient in your village?"

"We need to ask our elders about this. You can go with us first." They were very kind and took us there. When we talked on the way, we knew that it was the early years of the Qing Dynasty, and the people here were all Han people. They came here to take refuge, so they lived in seclusion and never went out.

"Do you remember your own age?" Zi'er asked one of them, and the one said strangely, "why don't I remember how old I am?"

The woman said, "I don't seem to remember either."

Two people look at each other, a face at a loss, the original good face, have become zombie like dull, and then do not talk to us.

I asked zier what was going on, and zier told me that it was just because time passed so much that they couldn't turn around.

"What a pity When we talked, we had reached the center of the village. Zi'er and I had seen it when we looked at it from above. The village seemed to be built like a big disk. There were hundreds of trunks around the disk leading to the center of the disk. There was a small disk in the center of the disk, and the sacrificial place was on the small disk.

The elders in the village also live in this place. When you look down from the top, you can see that there are several houses on both sides of the small disc. The houses are facing the sacrificial altar, which means that either the residents or the guardians are in the sacrificial position.

Both zi'er and I feel that this place is the key to being arranged and suppressed.

The two men sent zi'er and I to the door of the elder. First they informed him, then the elder came out.

Because they were strangers, many villagers came out to see us, so we showed them like animals.

The elder is an old man with white hair, staggering along the road, holding crutches and cigarette bags in his hand, but he is not idle.

After coming out, the elder looked at me and said, "welcome guests from afar."

Zi'er looked at the elder and said politely, "we passed by here. When we saw the village, we came in to stay."

"I have a place here. You can live here. I haven't seen anyone for hundreds of years." The elder said and looked at the others: "let's all go. I'll call you if you have something."

After that, the elders turned and asked us to go in, and we followed. At this time, I entered the room and found that there was a coffin in the room, and the lid of the coffin was half open. It was like saying that there would be dead people here.

I went in and looked at zi'er, but zi'er said, "it's also a kind of repression. Don't care."

I just followed zi'er to go inside. The elder asked us to sit down. Zi'er sat down and I sat under zi'er.

Seeing us sitting down, the elder began to look at us. After a while, the elder said, "you don't look like an ordinary person, but you don't look like a monk. Who are you?"

"I'm the king of ghosts." Zi'er said, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then said: "there is really a king of ghosts, then he is not lying to me."

The old man thought for a long time before he said, "since you are the king of ghosts, there are more than 500 ghosts here, which can be regarded as your people. Are you here today for this?"

"No, I was passing by. I happened to see these. That's why I came in to have a look. When I passed by, I took the road outside. I felt that there was still popularity here, but if I couldn't find it, I didn't leave. You must be the only one left."

"Yes, there are others left, not me. There are five of us left, but they can't move. I'm the only one left."

The old man said, and zi'er said, "that's one of the reasons why this place hasn't been found in the past, but it appears now, isn't it?"

The old man nodded: "yes."

Zi'er was also silent, but she asked for a moment: "I don't know what's the reason?"

After hearing this, the old man looked at the lonely coffin and recalled the story hundreds of years ago.