On the Avenue

Chapter 119: There is a jujube tree in the village, evil spirits (please vote for me on the 1st!)

The eldest lady, Xia Weiyin, immediately tried to block the news. However, there were informants arranged by other wealthy people within the Li family. How could they block it?

Soon she was contacted by a Qianli message talisman. He was from the Xia family. Her brother Xia Chuming had a good relationship when they were young. Xia Chuming made some insinuations and asked her whether it was true that her uncle was trapped and whether she needed help from the Xia family.

Xia Weiyin knew that many people were watching every move of the Li family in Xinxiang Province, but she didn't expect that even her natal family was watching.

She responded diplomatically, but soon someone else contacted her through the Qianli Message Talisman. They were sisters from Xijing and from the Zhang family.

Xia Weiyin was very busy, but she also knew that the news could not be blocked.

She used the Thousand Miles Message Talisman to contact the Li family in Quanzhou.

"The Li family in Quanzhou is probably the last among the big families to know about the fact that Li Xiaozheng was petrified by the Ming Dynasty's treasure ship." She thought rather helplessly.

Gongzhou, Fei County, Xinglong Town.

Chen Shi did not take the wooden cart, but followed the scholar in green clothes on foot to ask about the origin of the evil spirit.

It was the first time Ding Ding encountered such a thing as exorcism. He was very excited. He listened carefully and kept asking for details.

The compass that controlled the direction of the wooden cart was held by Gouzi. Heiguo controlled the direction of the wooden cart and spread his legs to follow them.

The scholar in green clothes felt that something was wrong. He looked around and found nothing wrong. He continued: "This evil spirit is the godmother who became evil. It was originally the sacred tree in the village. For some reason, it turned into an evil spirit and started to behave like a evil spirit." . At the beginning, my godmother gave us a dream, and she said that she wanted to see a play. Our village invited a theater troupe. On the night of the performance, the godmother said it didn’t look good, so she took off the troupe’s head. "

Chen Shi and Ding Ding were shocked.

"Take the head off?"

Ding Ding chuckled and asked, "How did you pick it?"

"It's just a branch wrapped around the neck, and it comes down with a slight lift."

The scholar in Tsing Yi must have studied for several years, but failed to pass the examination. There are many such people in the countryside. He spoke with a certain literary grace and said, "I have a low cultivation level and can't tell what kind of magic my godmother used. I just I saw a troupe member dead, But his head was still alive, his face was painted colorfully, and he still had the ugly face of an opera singer. He was hanging on the tree and clamoring to watch the show. Under the stage, the villagers were frightened and fled in all directions. Got some heads taken off.”

Chen Shi and Ding Ding looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

These twenty taels of silver are not so easy to earn.

It is rare for a godmother to become an evil spirit, but it does happen occasionally.

When his grandfather was still alive, Chen Shi followed his grandfather and sold talismans to ward off evil spirits. He experienced similar things. The godmother of a village turned into an evil spirit and killed everyone in the village.

At that time, Chen Shi was sitting in a wooden cart, lying on the edge of the cart and looking out. Grandpa walked towards the godmother.

To this day, Chen Shi still clearly remembers the situation at that time.

The old lady was dressed in black and her body was hunched over. The black air around her was like thick smoke rising into the sky. The surrounding earth was cracked and the trees were dead. The village was quiet except for some skeletons worshiping the old lady in black.

At that time, Chen Shi didn't understand anything. When he saw his grandfather walking over and using a talisman to kill the old lady in black, he thought that the old lady in black was nothing more than that and was just evil.

But now that I think about it, the strength of the old lady in black is probably extraordinary. After people die, they turn into white bones and skeletons. They think they are still alive, worship the old lady in black and collect incense.

This kind of strength has gone beyond the scope of ordinary evil spirits, and it is far beyond the scope of the ghost bride to approach the devil.

Of course, the area she controls is only the size of a village, far less than the hundred-mile territory of the devil.

Because all the people in that village were dead, my grandfather did it for free. When he came back, he told him that it was a waste of a talisman and he didn't charge any money.

Grandpa also said that this old lady was probably made from wood or snakes and insects, and absorbed the moonlight all the year round. In the past, because some people worshiped her, the incense breath contained extraordinary power and hidden divinity, suppressing the mysterious power in the moonlight. Nowadays, there are fewer people worshiping and it cannot be suppressed, so it becomes evil.

If it were replaced by ancient stone statues, buildings, treasures and the like, this would rarely happen because they would not actively absorb the moonlight.

"Have the number of people in your village decreased a lot recently?" Chen Shi asked.

The scholar in green shook his head and said: "Our village is called Sanhe Village. It was the merger of three villages into one village. Instead of reducing the population, it actually increased a lot. It is now about the same size as a town."

Chen Shi frowned.

This situation in Sanhe Village is usually due to the sharp decline in population, which causes the incense atmosphere to be unable to keep up, resulting in the godmother being unable to suppress Yuehua's mysterious power. However, in Sanhe Village, three villages merged, which obviously does not meet the incense atmosphere. The condition of sharp decrease in energy.

They came outside Sanhe Village. Heiguo came to the wooden cart, holding a compass in his mouth, his two forelimbs dropped to the ground, and sat obediently beside the cart.

The scholar in green clothes glanced at it strangely, then looked back, laughing at himself: "It's rare to see it, but it's strange."

Chen Shi looked at Sanhe Village and saw that the roads in this village were quite developed. A post road ran through the village and went straight through. It seems that there was a post station here back then, and the village was developed from the post station.

The post station in Xiniu Xinzhou was also built with the help of the godmother. Official servants and family members who came and went stayed here overnight. Without the protection of the godmother, they would be invaded by evil spirits.

This village is already the size of a town, with hundreds of households and densely packed buildings, with a population of only one to two thousand.

Chen Shi looked far away and saw that the town was enveloped in green air, like a cloud formed by incense.

They walked into Sanhe Village, and Hei Guo took out the compass again and controlled the wooden cart. The wooden cart made a squeaking sound, which was quite harsh in this quiet village.

"It's time to oil the wheel hub of the car." Chen Shi broke the silence and said.

He was startled by his own voice. In this quiet village, his voice seemed particularly loud, empty and echoing.

Ding Ding was a little nervous. He took off the blue pipa bag on his back and held it in his arms. He looked around nervously, fearing that something would jump out and scare him.

Chen Shi looked to both sides, but saw that the doors of every household on both sides of the road were open. Some of them had a small incense burner in front of the threshold, which was as big as a palm and had a few incense sticks inserted. The fragrance rose up and merged into the green air in the air. Those who didn't have an incense burner at home piled a handful of soil in front of the threshold, and a few incense sticks were inserted in the soil.

Behind the threshold, there was often an old woman kneeling on the ground with her hands clasped together, very pious.

Some were women, or with one or two children, kneeling straight, also with their hands clasped together.

Behind some thresholds were men or old men, kowtowed one after another.

Strangely, regardless of gender, age or status, they all wore hats.

The hats were black, very high, and longer than their heads.

They did not speak, and their faces and clothes seemed to have lost color through the green mist, turning black and white.

"Are these hats to prevent their godmothers from picking off their heads?" Ding Ding whispered.

"Squeak. Squeak."

The wheels were still making strange noises, and Chen Shi was frightened by the sound. He stopped the car, squatted down, and looked down to check, but saw something flashing under the car, but the speed was too fast and he could not see it clearly.

The smoke was too heavy here, as if it was night, and it was not very far to see.

The wooden car moved forward again, and the creaking sound disappeared, replaced by a creaking sound.

Chen Shi looked down again. There was something short in the green incense smoke approaching the wooden cart. When he looked down, it ran away like a fly.

"Hei Guo, pay attention to your surroundings. This smoke is a little strange."

Chen Shi ordered, took the compass from Hei Guo's claws, and controlled the wooden cart himself.

Hei Guo quickly resumed walking on all fours, looking around vigilantly.

They continued to move forward, gradually going deeper into the center of Sanhe Village, but saw a huge shadow gradually emerging from the green smoke, towering, with branches like a dragon and python, extending in all directions, it was a big tree.

There was also fire in front of the big tree that penetrated the fog and came into their eyes, but the smoke was too heavy, so they could only see the hazy light jumping.

The sound of trumpets and suonas came, dripping, playing and singing, and singing came again, it was the tune of opera.

As we got closer, the tree gradually became clear, but it was still a little unclear. Then we heard people cheering, and the applause was like thunder.

Some people shouted, "My singing is not good, get off, get off!"

Gradually, more and more people started to make a noise, shouting, "My singing is not good, get off, get off!"

Chen Shi, Ding Ding and others walked closer and closer, and saw many people under the tree, tall and short, looking up at the stage in front of them.

In front of the jujube tree, facing the direction of Chen Shi and others, there was a theater building. Downstairs was where the male, female, and ugly actors changed their clothes and prepared to go on stage. Candles were lit, and the doors and windows were covered with cloth. Only a few scattered lights could be vaguely seen. Occasionally, some lights were blocked by people, probably because the characters inside blocked the light.

On the upper floor was the stage, where the characters were dressed neatly, some with flags on their backs, some dressed up in fancy clothes, and some clowns were jumping around. Under the curtains on both sides was the troupe's band, with trumpets, shengs, gongs, cymbals, flutes, pipa, erhu, and gaohu.

The one who was called off the stage was a male role, wearing a black champion hat with a big red flower on one side. He was a little overwhelmed by the booing voices, standing on the stage with a terrified look, and it seemed that he was about to cry.

Under the stage, more people were shouting for the young male role to leave the stage.

Chen Shi noticed that the audience in the audience was a little strange.

The audience in the front row was of normal height.

The first row was of child-like height, the back row was half a head taller than the front row, the third row was half a head taller than the second row, and the fourth row was half a head taller than the third row!

The rows of spectators were getting taller and taller as they went to the back. At the back, the spectators were already more than ten feet tall!

They were slender, as if they only grew taller, not wider, with thin arms, thin legs, thin bodies, and thin necks, with big heads on top.

Ding Ding tightened the pipa in her arms, shrank her neck, and said in surprise: "So many people! Do people in the village like to watch the show so much?"

As soon as she said this, the people who were making a fuss suddenly fell silent, as if they were frozen in place.

Ding Ding was startled, but saw that the spectators, whether in the front row or the back row, were slowly turning their heads to look at her.

As they turned their heads, their bodies dissipated.

Those bodies seemed to be made up of the smell of incense. It was fine if their necks didn't move, but once they moved, the smell of incense dissipated, leaving only heads hanging in the air turning back.

Pairs of eyes fell on Ding Ding.

Above, the leaves rustled.

Chen Shi looked carefully at this time and saw that these heads were all wearing tall black hats with a long stem behind them.

These heads were like the jujubes produced by the jujube tree, hanging neatly under the tree.

They looked at Ding Ding without saying a word.

The blue-clothed scholar looked terrified and quietly made a gesture to Ding Ding to keep quiet, indicating that she should not make any sound while watching the play.

The stage also gradually became quiet, Sheng Mo Jing Dan Chou all stopped, standing on the stage a little at a loss.

Chen Shi greeted the jujubes and said, "We are from the theater troupe. We have made a bold noise and disturbed everyone. Those on the stage, please continue singing and let us dress up!"

The troupe on the stage hurriedly played, played, and sang, and Sheng Mo Jing Dan Chou also started dancing.

"Listen to Xue Liang's words to tell you, and your arrogance will disappear!"

"Human feelings are not created by nature, and no one can move them even an inch."

"I am not as good as her, she is hungry and cold, I am delicate..."

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Under the stage, countless heads of people slowly turned their heads and continued to watch the show.

Green smoke gathered under their necks again, gradually changing into the shape of their bodies, some tall and some short.

Ding Ding breathed a sigh of relief, and the scholar in green quickly led them down the stage.

"puff!"

The young student on the stage suddenly had a branch wrapped around his neck, his head was pulled out, flew in the air, and fell to the stage. He became one of the spectators, cheering continuously for the opera on the stage.

If other people started making noises, he would follow suit and yell.

As for his headless body, it shook and fell down.

Chen Shi controlled the wooden car to drive to the stage of the theater. The door opened. Several girls inside looked around in fear. He quickly pulled them in and closed the door in a hurry.

One of the girls complained endlessly and said: "Why did you break in? The opera here is not good, and people will lose their heads. Several of our senior brothers died, and the class leader also took off their heads with a click... You guys Which troupe is it? Why are there only three people? There is also a dog. Can dogs also sing? "

Chen Shi ignored them, stopped the cart, swept all the rouge and gouache off the dressing table with a crash, and whispered: "The blame!"

Hei Guo stepped forward and was stabbed by him, taking out the black dog's blood.

Chen Shi ground cinnabar, moved his pen quickly on the dressing table, and wrote talismans.

When the girls saw this, their eyes widened and they looked at him in surprise.

At this time, someone came down the stairs and said in a low voice: "It's on stage! It's on stage! Are you guys ready?"

The girls hurriedly put on their crowns and started to go up. The classmate glanced at it and said: "There is one missing Pipa... You, you! Come up!"

Ding Ding was startled: "Me?"

"Yes, just you! Hurry up!"

Ding Ding was uneasy, opened the blue cloth bag, took out the pipa, and followed the girl to the stage.

"Hurry up and draw!" She turned back to Chen Shi and said.

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