Chapter 322: This is just the beginning (1)

"Is there any other outsiders?" Chen Ge's main purpose of entering the village was to find Fan Yu and Jiang Ling. At this time, hearing the information of other outsiders, they all got up.
"Before you came, two children accidentally entered the village because they got lost." A Qing recalled: "One man and one woman, the boy is very thin, not tall, and the girl looks only four or five years old, like a porcelain Doll, very cute. "
"Fan Yu and Jiang Ling!" He heard A Qing's description, and Chen Ge was more sure of guessing.
He grabbed A Qing's shroud: "Where are they now? Take me to find them!"
"I'm afraid not." A Qing wanted to take Chen Ge's hand away, but after trying it several times, he found that the man who didn't seem to have much muscles in front of him had surprising strength: "The two children entered the village as soon as possible. Seen by other villagers, a woman named Zhu later appeared and arranged accommodation for them personally, and took away the girl among them. "
"Jiangling was taken away?" Chen Ge froze.
"I heard people say that the woman with the surnamed Zhu is going to let the girl come to the sacrifice. I was surprised at the time. This was the first time outsiders came to the sacrifice in decades." A Qing struggled for a long time and finally gave up, letting Chen Ge Grabbing his shoulders, his painful teeth grin.
"Wouldn't that woman see Jiangling's background? She was about to give Jiangling to the female ghost as well?" Chen Ge pondered: "Zhu Xinrou is by Jiangling's side, and certainly will not sit back and watch Jiangling hurt. There are only two possibilities. , A woman with the surname Zhu can suppress Zhu Xinrou, or Jiangling volunteers to participate in the sacrifice. "
Fan Yu left Chen Ge with two words on the painting to go home. There should be a reason for them to return to the living coffin village tonight. Coincidentally, the Talking Association also started to work on this day and set the goal on Jiangling Body.
Everything is intertwined at one point, and the secret source is in the living coffin village.
"In addition to being careful of the aborigines in the living coffin village, we must also be careful about the association."
Chen Ge let go of his hand and patted A Qing's shoulder gently: "If possible, try to bring the thin boy out."
"Understood." A Qing rubbed his shoulders: "When the festival begins, the whole village will be affected, the ghosts will automatically break the wall, and the things that are sleeping in all corners will wake up. You will see that this village does not Known side. "
He speaks quickly, and constantly looks out when he speaks: "There are too many dead people in the village, the yin is too heavy, and a variety of evil spirits are breeding, they will wake up slowly with the sacrifice, you must be careful , Do n’t provoke them, steal the child and 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 the children will be put into the ancestral hall. Then the team will go to the well where the female ghost committed suicide. All you need to do is enter the ancestral hall and find a neck hanging when the sacrificial team leaves. Take the baby with copper coins away. "
A Qing said that there was a pause here, and he was very hesitant to take out a piece of cloth from his pocket: "The interior of the village is very complicated. There are hidden ghosts and monsters at the end of some roads. If you want to go out, follow the route on this piece of cloth. go."
He handed Chen Ge the cloth with dense lines: "Please be sure to take my children away!"
After telling a few words, A Qing left in a hurry. Chen Ge looked at the cloth in his hand, which was a sketch of the living coffin village. There were more than 20 places in the whole village that were marked with red crosses.
"He was so assured of us that he handed the map to us in advance, and he wasn't afraid that we would run away regardless of his child?" Uncle Bai took the map and studied it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he was shocked. I've been there all the time, but all during the day.
Chen Ge shook his head: "This person has planned for a long time, and will not make such a low-level mistake. This is likely to be a fake map. The real map is estimated to be on the baby boy."
In a few words, the street outside has changed.
The white paper lanterns were all extinguished, the village was completely shrouded in darkness, the door of somebody's house was pushed open in the silence, and a woman's voice rang in the night.
She seemed to be calling out a name, something she wanted to wake up.
A door was pushed open, footsteps sounded on the street, and villagers with deformed bodies walked out of the house wearing masks.
They carried white paper lanterns, and no one spoke, lowered their heads past the door of Chen Ge's old house, and stopped at a dozen meters away.
The woman's cry became clearer, and the quirky village disguised itself.
The night seemed like the mercury was pouring down, the squeezing person was out of breath, bleeding spots and stains appeared on the clean walls of the village, and the ground was covered with scratches and shovel marks.
What has happened in this village is a hundred times more and horrible than A Qing described. What he said should be only the part he knew.
The ghost wall was already broken, and a dilapidated shrine appeared at the intersection of the streets, and next to this shrine was a large red coffin!
The shouting of the woman has stopped. The villagers with deformed bodies stand in front of the ancestral hall. Each one looks like a puppet who has lost its soul. With its head down, it carries a lantern.
"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. A few minutes later, a woman wearing a big red coat came out.
Her face was pale and her lips were purplish, like a frozen dead man.
Looking at all the villagers, the woman walked to the side of the ancestral hall ~ EbookFREE.me ~ He bowed to the coffin three times and spoke some local dialects.
After her worship, several villagers walked out of the crowd with bamboo baskets.
The basket was covered with a layer of cloth, and there were babies crying from under the cloth.
The women walked past them one by one, opened the cloth over the bamboo basket, and looked one by one.
After passing the fourth bamboo basket, the woman stayed for a while, and Zhangkou said something.
The man carrying the fourth bamboo basket was Aqing wearing a mask. His long and short arms were trembling gently, as if the woman had said terrible things to him.
After watching all the children, the woman took out a pair of scissors stained with blood from her sleeve.
Standing beside the coffin, she asked the first villager to put the bamboo basket in the center of the ancestral hall, and then entered the ancestral hall alone with scissors.
The door closed, the baby was crying, the sign in the ancestral hall made a noise, all the villagers bowed their heads in despair, and only the red coffin at the door faintly laughed.