Strange Records of Mountain Ghosts

Mei Jinxing sat down on the ground and put Mu Shaohe's head on his lap.He let out a breath slowly, and his tense body gradually relaxed. He was in a hurry just now, and he couldn't help thinking about what he said, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.He stretched out his hand to caress the frowning Mu Shaohe, and said softly, "Is Mei Jinxing worthy of your deep love?"

The thick fog around slowly dissipated, revealing the half-collapsed ancestral hall and the people lying on the ground.Wang Xiaoya slipped to their side with a look of regret, Mei Jinxing withdrew her hand and asked her to protect Mu Shaohe, dragging her wounds to see the villagers who fell on the ground.The younger ones were okay, clutching their wounds and wailing, but the older ones died, and several of them didn't move. Mei Jinxing hurried over to check and saw that they were breathing smoothly, so they should be fine.An old man woke up and saw Mei Jinxing with out-of-focus eyes, reached out and grabbed his clothes, begging: "Please, can you give me some blood?"

His eyes were full of anticipation, his age made Mei Jinxing think of his grandfather, he couldn't help holding his hand, he didn't say yes, he didn't nod, he just smiled, helped him up, got up and went to have a look Alone, but heard the old man's words full of resentment: "Just a little blood, wouldn't you give it?"

More than half of the whole village was injured, and the rest were afraid of Mu Shaohe and did not dare to touch Mei Jinxing. They all spoke up when they heard the old man's words.

"Don't save yourself from death, do you have a kind heart?"

"Why are you city people so indifferent?"

"Associating with evil things, what kind of conscience do you expect him to have?"

"It's so cold."

"How about this, sell me some of your blood!"

"I buy it too! I buy it too!"

......

Sneering, begging, exchanging interests, everyone had various complicated expressions on their faces, Mei Jinxing didn't know how to describe it.

A little boy ran to Mei Jinxing, pitifully: "Big brother, can you help me get this human face off my stomach? He talks to me every day, which makes me have a headache and feel uncomfortable all over my body." Comfortable." As he spoke, he lifted his clothes, and a man with a strange smile stared straight at Mei Jinxing.

The little boy was four or five years old, with round eyes like black grapes. Mei Jinxing patted his head: "Okay, I will help you."

The little boy smiled happily.

When the other villagers heard this, their faces were deformed with envy, and they begged Mei Jinxing to help them.

Mei Jinxing returned to Mu Shaohe's side, and stroked his drooping hair on it: "Do you know why there are strange diseases in the village?"

All kinds of vicious eyes shot at Mu Shaohe.Everyone thinks that it was Mu Shaohe, the "rich boy" 50 years ago, who did it.

Wang Xiaoya, who was always by the side, rolled on the ground laughing, pointed at them and said, "It's up to you to blame, and blame others, are you a fool, are you a fool, are you a fool, are you a fool, hehehe."

"Don't talk nonsense, you monster!" Someone scolded.

Seeing this, Mei Jinxing decided to tell them the truth: "Under the ancestral hall, someone set up a formation."

The village head nodded: "Yes. It is this formation that keeps us all alive." The village head saw that Mei Jinxing faced their request and did not refuse, thinking of a chance to let him stay, he moved the 50-year-old Let's talk about it briefly.

Mei Jinxing listened, and pondered: "This formation can protect you from evil things and live a long life. But at the same time, it is also the root cause of your generation's entanglement with strange diseases."

An elderly man shouted: "Impossible! Our disease is passed down by that evil spirit!"

Sitting next to Mu Shaohe, Wang Xiaoya smiled and said, "The blood threads are evil spirits except for the mother's body. After they attach to the human body, they reproduce parasites. Parasites are no worse than evil spirits, they can only reproduce for three generations."

The shirtless man was a little irritable: "I am the third generation! Why is my son still sick?"

Wang Xiaoya couldn't help but gnaw her feet again, explaining as she gnawed: "The blood thread parasites can only reproduce for three generations, which means that they fly to you and suck your life away, and when you die, the worms die too; The parasites born on your body crawled again and entered your son's body. After your son died, the third generation of worms wormed into your grandson's body again, but they couldn't reproduce, and the result was the third generation. Dai Chongchong died with your grandson. This, you say, is it fun, hehehe."

Wang Xiaoya couldn't hide a smile on her face.

The shirtless man hit the ground with a punch.

"Village head." Boom, boom, boom came the sound of crutches, and Aunt Siyue appeared. She was an old man in her 70s, and her movements were as slow as a centenarian.With Xiao An's support, she walked in front of the village chief, and said slowly: "What did you hide about the formation back then?"

The village chief didn't look at her: "I didn't hide anything."

Sister-in-law Si Yue nodded: "That's right, you were only a half-year-old child back then. Then I'll tell everyone..."

The others looked at her blankly.She turned her gaze to look at everyone, paused for a moment on Mei Jinxing, and then turned away quickly.

"More than 40 years ago, my husband was murdered to death..."

Another old lady in yellow reminded: "He was bitten to death by the youngest son of the Huang family."

Sister-in-law Si Yue said unhurriedly: "He was killed by design." Seeing that the old lady in yellow was still talking, she interrupted: "I don't want to mention this. There are many dirty things in the village, such as my little treasure. Who led him to Widow Yang's house, and who suggested ideas to Widow Yang in private, I know each of these people."

She swept the crowd with emotionless eyes: "Other ugly things, if you don't want me to shake them out one by one, just listen to me quietly."

The old lady in yellow sneered: "Sounds like you are so noble. Did you forget that you slept all over Weicheng Village back then? We can remember it for you."

Sister-in-law Si Yue wasn't angry at all, she just smiled inexplicably: "Huang Xiaoling, do you want to know the whereabouts of your son Liu Danian?"

The old lady in yellow turned her face away: "Don't mention this unfilial son! Back then, he left me and his father and left as soon as he said, why do you want him?" There was a trace of sadness in the words.

"What do you want to say, hurry up, it's almost dawn." Someone urged impatiently.

Mrs. April coughed and said, "After my husband passed away, he was buried in the back mountain cemetery. But his body was stolen two months after he left and buried next to a well in the west of the village."

The village chief's face changed slightly.

"The well in the west of the village is at noon, the most cloudy place in the village." Aunt Si Yue turned to look at Huang Xiaoling: "At the same time, it is also the place where your family's New Year was buried alive."

The old lady in yellow was angry: "What do you mean?

Sister-in-law Si Yue continued: "Everyone still remember, when the village chief Zhou Hai, his sons Zhou Chunniu and Zhou Dongcao, and the only son of the Liu family, Liu Danian, all left the village without saying hello. In addition to deserters, has anyone seen these people leave the village with their own eyes? Has anyone heard of them in the past 50 years?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, seven or eight old people at the scene raised their hands and said they had seen it.

"Can you swear to the sky that you didn't speak against your conscience?" Mrs. Si Yue's eyes were burning, and she wanted to burn him dry.

The person who raised his hand did not speak.

Sister-in-law Si Yue wept blood: "At that time, no one was able to leave the village. Just like our family, the news spread that we were going to move out. You were afraid that more and more people would leave, and you deliberately let my husband go in to die! And the Zhou family Father and son were also killed by you!"

Zhou Lifang was trying to stop the bleeding of a girl. Hearing what she said, he clenched his hands into fists.

The old lady in yellow couldn't bear it, and ran to the village chief with a horrifying expression: "Who buried alive in the new year? Tell me!"

Someone in the crowd said, "Do you have any proof that they didn't leave the village?"

"Yes, how can you rely on the words of an old woman..."

"There is evidence."

A voice attracted everyone's attention.Mei Jinxing pointed to the ancestral hall: "In the dark room below, there are three skeletons. Test the DNA, and the truth will naturally come to light."

Everyone immediately turned their guns: "Village chief, what does the real formation look like?"

"Last time, you took over the matter of the second formation."

"Village chief, please make it clear, don't try to deceive us!"

People in the old school who knew the inside story didn't speak up, and the village head looked directly at Mei Jinxing, a little viciously: "Everyone would rather believe people who are related to evil things than us? Everything we do is not for the sake of the village. ?”

"In this case, you tell me the content of the formation that your father and the others arranged back then!"

"Yes, say it!"

Facing the questions from the villagers, the village chief couldn't speak.

Zhou Lifang stood up with a ferocious expression: "Why didn't you refute?"

The old lady in yellow grabbed the village head's collar, her lips trembling: "Say it! My family was buried alive by the villagers in New Year?"

Mei Jinxing combined Mu Shaohe's words with the village head's information, and guessed: "In the beginning, you buried live chickens and dead dogs, and there were no living people to sacrifice under the ancestral hall, so this incomplete formation can only Isolate the evil things outside, but failed to get rid of the blood threads on your body; later, you hang upside down the father and son of the Zhou family who did not agree to make a complete formation in the dark room of the ancestral hall, let them die of blood, and became the eyes of the formation. Buried the corpse of Mrs. April's husband and Liu Danian, who also disagreed with the formation, in the deepest shade, replacing the previous live chickens and dead dogs."

Zhou Lifang turned his head and went into the ancestral hall, followed by several people who were on good terms with him.

Seeing that the village chief hadn't spoken, the old lady in yellow stumbled to the west of the village as if she lost her soul.

Mei Jinxing continued: "But you don't know, this is a sorcerer's art of sacrificing living people, which has cursed the village for generations and caused strange diseases."

Under the constant questioning of others, an old-fashioned old man was powerless, leaning against the wall, muttering: "Yes, they are all dead."

"Village Chief Zhou and his son disapprove of using living people as a formation, saying that this method is too evil. We want to find another way." An old man wrapped in a turban standing not far from Mei Jinxing also spoke.

"But at that point, our loved ones were dying, so we decided to go all in on it."

"Liu Danian didn't know what we were discussing. It was Zhou Dongcao who sensed our intentions and told Liu Danian that he hoped he could unite with other young people aged [-] or [-] to fight against us. Let's act first and tie people up on the way. come over."

The old people who spoke out one after another were the backbone of the village back then.They never regret doing this. Every time they think about it, they feel a sense of pride. They even think that even if the truth is exposed, the villagers will not blame themselves. They have a clear conscience and what they did was right.But everything that happened tonight caused cracks in their persistence.

When Zhou Lifang came back from checking the darkroom, he just heard what they said, and shouted: "There are exactly three bones below! You are so cruel!"

"Even if we really kill them, we can't prove that our illness is caused by this formation." The village chief hit the nail on the head.

The villagers immediately questioned Mei Jinxing.But Mei Jinxing couldn't answer this question.He believed what Mu Shaohe said, but he couldn't convince the villagers unless he could prove that what he said was true.But he can't.In such an embarrassing situation, Mrs. Si Yue spoke.

She closed her eyes, as if recalling something: "The young man who taught us the formation once came back, and he told me himself that he raised a group of monsters here."

Si Yuesao was very calm, Xiaoan held her hand tightly, her body was shaking, Si Yuesao bowed her head and smiled comfortingly at him, a rare kindness.

"Every ten years, he would quietly return to the village. The last time I met him, ten years ago, he asked me if I was feeling well. This was his masterpiece. I was very angry, but there was nothing I could do."

The explosive amount of information shocked people for a long time.

Until someone in the crowd reacted, anger broke out.Everyone wakes up.

Everyone waved their fists to beat those old people, and some even held kitchen knives and iron rods, cursing while beating: "It turns out it's all your fault!"

Looking at the chaotic village head, he rushed over and shouted, "Would you believe it if it's full of loopholes?"

The villagers took their anger out on other people in order to ease the pain they had been suppressing, and they didn't listen to the village chief's words at all.

The village chief's eyes were red: "Their original intention is not to harm everyone!"

No one listened.

Mei Jinxing had mixed feelings in her heart, rushed forward to stop it, and shouted: "Is beating people useful now? Destroying the formation is the right thing to do!"

Crazy people stop slowly.

Those old people were beaten badly, and one of them even had his hand cut off with a kitchen knife on the spot.

The village chief hugged him, and the old man was crying all the time, the blood on his head covered his eyes and covered his tears.Only sad eyes can be seen.

"How to destroy the formation?" Someone shouted.

Everyone looked at Mei Jinxing.

Sister-in-law Si Yue sighed: "Just destroy the stele buried under the big banyan tree!"

Everyone understood, dragging the injured body to dig it out, but was stopped in place by the next sentence.

"After breaking the formation, all of us will die."

The darkest hour before dawn.

There are bright lights in the familiar houses, moths gather on the street lamps in the small square, and the quilts on the fitness equipment have not been taken back.The moonlight was blocked by the clouds, and no one spoke. Children, women, men, old people, 120 people, were silent, and the dark night made it hard to see their expressions.

Mei Jinxing felt uneasy, turned her head to look at Mu Shaohe, just in time to see a man holding up an iron rod, hitting the sleeping Mu Shaohe with a ferocious face.

"Mu Shaohe!"

When Aunt Si Yue heard this name, her lips moved slightly: "Mu Shaohe? Are you really him?"

The iron rod was blocked in the air by a small hand, Wang Xiaoya giggled, grabbed the iron rod and threw it out easily.

Before Mei Jinxing felt relieved, he found that everyone gathered around.

The villagers are covered in suffocating despair, and only the people in front of them are the only light.

"Don't be impulsive!" The village chief's words fell into the sea, and there was no wave.These people were crazy, they stretched out their hands to Mei Jinxing, and everyone rushed for a little blood.

Life is so difficult, these bitterness and tears, don't pester them anymore.They need a healthy body, the happiness and well-being of their offspring, and the freedom not to be trapped here. Since the village chief is untrustworthy and everyone cannot rely on it, they can only obtain it with their own hands!Go snatch!

A man, holding a knife, stabbed Mei Jinxing while Mei Jinxing wasn't paying attention.

Blood splattered, and a piece of red was reflected in everyone's eyes.

The nearest person hurriedly picked it up with his hands, Mei Jinxing's eyes widened.

"Aniang!" No one paid attention to Zhang Xiaobao's shout, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the sound of cracking. They just suddenly felt relaxed, with an unprecedented sense of freshness lingering around them. They opened their clothes and shouted excitedly: "Gone!"

"The eyes on my body are gone!"

"Ah! Me too!"

Not only those who drank the blood, but all the villagers were cured of their strange diseases.

They were happy for a few seconds, and suddenly found that their bodies began to fester.

Screaming, yelling, panicked crowds.

They don't know what's going on.Within seconds of hope coming, God takes it back and lets go of deeper despair.

Mei Jinxing hugged Mrs. Si Yue, who was protecting him from the knife, feeling at a loss and flustered.Zhang Xiaobao and Xiao An rushed over and knelt beside Mrs. Si Yue.

Their bodies also began to fester.

Zhang Xiaobao held Mrs. Siyue's hand and cried, "I smashed the stele." Before Mrs. Siyue came, Zhang Xiaobao asked Zhang Xiaobao to dig out the stele under the banyan tree in the yard and kept it in her arms.Sister-in-law Si Yue knew the way to break the formation, and also knew the consequences of smashing the stone tablet. After being in chaos for a long time, she was afraid of death, and she didn't want to die, so she kept this secret all the time.Until she saw Mei Jinxing coming, the longing in her heart swept over again.

Sister-in-law Si Yue smiled at the two relatives, turned her head to look at Mei Jinxing, there were many words hidden in her cloudy eyes, and in the end, she only said sorry.

Mei Jinxing knew that she was telling Zhang Xiaotong that the hand holding her wound was covered with blood, his throat seemed to be strangled by a hand, and he was in a panic: "I have no memory of my previous life."

Sister-in-law Si Yue no longer had the strength to laugh anymore, and blood kept coming out of the corners of her mouth.

"That's fine...we're not worth remembering..."

All the wailing, all the crying, was frozen in the second before the sun shines.

Sister-in-law Si Yue died in Mei Jinxing's arms, Zhang Xiaobao put his arms around Xiao An with one hand, held Sister-in-law Si Yue with the other, and closed his eyes.

Beside a well, the old lady in yellow was digging the soil with her hands, and she fell down a second before touching Liu Danian's bones.

More than 100 people, at the same time, lost their breath.

Then, the morning sun shone down, and at the same time as the darkness was cleared away, the Weicheng Village started to catch fire.The raging flames in all directions are going to devour this place.

Dayang Village has truly disappeared.

The author has something to say:

From tomorrow onwards, there will not be so many words in each chapter... Because the village is gone, I feel at ease.