C61 Old People's Village

Under the white moonlight, I saw the left side of Little Tang Wei's face. Her face had turned pitch black, as if she had been poisoned. Those eyes, those eyebrows, they weren't from Little Tang Wei anymore. After looking at them carefully, they were clearly from the furious Kong Kim in the temple.

My heart thumped.

When I was in Hu Village, I knew that ghosts could not only climb up people's bodies, they could also climb up ordinary souls. Especially people like me and Little Tang Wei, who have just lost their bodies not long ago, don't really know how to control their soul, and are easily tricked.

No wonder the cold wind is gone, it has already caught up to us.

Little Tang Wei looked at me for a while and suddenly laughed. The laughter was too scary, and she was clearly smiling, but there was no smile on her face.

Half of Little Tang Wei's face was filled with fear, while the other half of Kong Kim's face was filled with ferocity.

She waved the thing in front of my eyes and whispered, "The living are on the ground, the dead are in the mud. Since you are a lone soul, how can you run around? "

I recognized it as a small coffin made of dead grass. The Little Tang Wei was probably fiddling with this just now.

Her voice was strange. It sounded like a girl's voice, but it also sounded like a man's. And this strange sound contained a sort of magic that made one drowsy. They couldn't help but want to do as she said.

Little Tang Wei was still bewitching me: "Come to the coffin. Lie down inside, and it will be over once and for all, and you will have eternal peace. "

I reached down and touched a branch. I broke the branch and grabbed the tip of the branch before I stabbed it into Little Tang Wei's ribs.

The third and fourth ribs, once struck, the ghost on the upper half of the body would be in extreme pain.

Little Tang Wei is wearing clothes, I don't know if I managed to stab him in the middle of it. She could only stab it once before stabbing it a second time, a third time, a fourth time … With such a huge impact, there was bound to be a time where it hit.

"Pa …" I was slapped again.

Then, I saw Little Tang Wei standing in front of me with her hands on her waist, furiously asking, "What are you doing?"

I saw that her face had returned to normal and there was nothing unusual about her demeanor. I heaved a sigh of relief and threw away the branch in my hand.

I stood up, straightened my clothes, and seriously said, "I've discovered that you're a person who repays kindness with enmity." You were hit by the ghost just now, and if I didn't save you, you would've been done for a long time ago. I didn't expect you to slap me the first thing you did after you woke up. "

Little Tang Wei obviously has some impression of what happened just now, and after hearing my reminder, she clearly remembered it a lot. She awkwardly smiled and asked, "Where did that ghost go?"

I shook my head. Maybe I scared them away, maybe I was still lurking around. Let's be careful. "

I looked at the coffin on the ground. It had already been trampled by the Little Tang Wei.

I pointed to the village not far away and said, "There are people there. Let's go and hide for a while and find out the direction of Cypress City."

Little Tang Wei nodded and followed me towards the village.

In the dark of the night, when he saw a light, he always felt that this light was right in front of him, but it usually took him a long time to reach it.

Little Tang Wei and I are like that, after walking for ten li on the mountain road, we still haven't reached the village.

The Little Tang Wei looked a little bored from hurrying, so she asked me: "Hello, what's your name?"

I said, "Hu Chujiu."

Little Tang Wei replied with an 'oh'.

I asked her, "What about you?"

Little Tang Wei said, "It's a secret."

I had nothing to say. Some people just like to talk so much that you don't know how to answer.

After a few hours, we finally arrived at the village, which was built in a valley road with towering peaks on both sides. I guess if the village wants to get the sun, it'll have to wait until noon.

Little Tang Wei suddenly said, "Does this place look like the place the monk said? In the valley, the Yin Qi is very dense, and then what? "

I replied, "We'll be careful."

Little Tang Wei and I walked to the entrance of the village and saw a stone tablet on top of it. On the stone monument were three words: Beginner Village.

Little Tang Wei and I looked at each other. Was the name given too casually? Was the Village Chief a fan of the game?

The two of us walked in with a stomach full of questions. I saw that almost every household in the novice village had their lights on.

The Little Tang Wei said, "In the middle of the night, deep in the mountains. Why would a village like this light up a lamp at night? "Why don't we go."

I shook my head. "At least find someone to ask for directions."

I saw a child playing in the dirt at the door, so I called to him: "Your village is called Novice Village?"

The kid glanced at me and said, "Yeah."

I asked curiously, "Who gave this name?"

The child said, "I don't know. It's always been called that."

I still have to ask, Little Tang Wei dragged me away, and mumbled that all these questions are useless. Her face was pleasant, as if she were a Japanese who was luring Chinese children with candy. "Little friend, why are so many homes in your village lit up?"

The child said, "Because they are having children."

Little Tang Wei said in shock: "So many families, having children together? No wonder this place is called Novice Village. "

I said, "You don't understand, it's on the edge of the mountain village. Almost every household was a relative. With a family having children, neighbors would come to help. So as long as two or three pregnant women gave birth, the village would probably wake up. Sigh, thinking back to when our Hu Village … "

Halfway through my words, I realized that Little Tang Wei had long since walked far away …

There were a lot of people on the street, standing in the shadows, whispering. And I found them all old.

Little Tang Wei said to me: "They are all in the shadows, I don't know if they have shadows either."

I said, "You suspect them of being ghosts?"

Little Tang Wei acknowledged: "Don't you think that's strange? This village, all of us are old people along the way, not a single one is young. Don't call this place Beginner Village, just call it Old Man's Village. "

I said, "Didn't we see a child before?"

As I said this, my heart skipped a beat, and I suddenly realized that the child had a problem as well. Because he was wearing a hospital gown.

How could there be a hospital gown in this small, backwater village? And let him come home? There was probably only one explanation: the child was dead, and that was the last item of clothing he had worn.

Little Tang Wei and I took a walk around the streets. Aside from suspicion, we didn't make any headway. Thus, we bravely walked into a house.

The yard was empty, but the house was lit.

We tiptoed across the yard and lay on the window of the house, looking in through the gap in the window.

I saw that there were three to five people in Inside the house, forming a circle, as if they were waiting for a pregnant woman to give birth.

At that moment, I suddenly heard a knocking sound. Bang bang bang, bang bang bang bang, bang bang bang bang. It was the sound of someone knocking on a wooden board, coming from Inside the house.

Then, the crowd went into a commotion and dispersed. I finally saw the source of the sound.

It was a coffin.

The sound came from inside the coffin.

I saw two men open the lid. An old man was helped up from inside.

The old man was sickly and his face was sallow. A head of messy white hair was stuck to his scalp.

The man who was holding him groped on top of his head for a while, muttering, "Put down what you have to put down." Let's give up on this body and come to our place. Let's start over here. "

Following which, I saw a strange scene. I saw the top of the old man's head split open, and a figure struggled out like a cicada out of its shell.

After that, the shadow landed on the ground and turned into the appearance of an old man. As for the old man from before, he had closed his eyes and died.

The man sighed, put the old man back in the coffin, and closed it again. His mouth was still muttering, "Give the corpse back to the living, leave the souls to us."

The rest of the people clustered around the old man and said with a smile, "Welcome."

The old man looked at the people around him in a daze and suddenly began to sob, "I have a niece, to the point where I can't even close my eyes …"

Little Tang Wei and I slowly stood up, our faces somewhat pale.

Little Tang Wei said, "As expected, everyone here is dead."

I said, "More than that. This is not human at all. "

Little Tang Wei shivered: "What do you mean?"

I said, "That old man clearly just died. His soul had reached this place. This was either the Underworld or something similar to the Rain City. We do not need to escape, no matter how much we run, we will not be able to find the Cypress City. "

Little Tang Wei was so anxious that she was about to cry. "No wonder there are so many old people here. They were all dead people who had just arrived in the Underworld. But what should we do? "

I frowned and thought for a while, then said to Little Tang Wei, "That coffin can bring the dead over. Do you think it can send the dead out?"

Little Tang Wei asked me expectantly: "You know what to do?"

I shook my head.

Little Tang Wei was immediately disappointed.

We sat in the village for a long time without waiting for daylight. There was no daylight in this place.

I even had the urge to go back to the Soul-Sobering Temple on the mountain. It is better for Kong Kim to capture me than to waste time here.

People came and went in the street. No one noticed that there were two unnecessary people in the village. It was no wonder that the people here cut leeks every day. One after another.

I was in a daze when I heard a mournful music.

I was stunned for a moment. The death of a person in this village is equivalent to being born.

I looked towards the source of the voice and soon found a funeral procession. The person at the front was holding a portrait. I was horrified to find that it was a picture of me.