Cheng Moji

After walking for several days, the three of them finally got out of this mountain forest. After walking for a while, they walked into another mountain. It was like encountering a ghost hitting a wall.

A normal person would not be able to get around this mountainous mountain without a pace of three or five months. These three people have extraordinary spiritual power, one is the son of the devil king, and the other two are thousand-year-old monsters.After another few days of eating and sleeping in the mountains and forests, one evening, Leng Xin, who went to explore the road, came back and said happily: "There is a bright fire in the distance ahead, there must be someone."

The three of them quickened their pace and exerted their light and spiritual powers, flying over several hills like wings.

When I crossed a mountain to rest, there was a lot of fire below, and the torches swirled and danced in mid-air, illuminating the twilight environment, mixed with human voices cheering and boiling, it seemed that the mountain people were holding a bonfire party.The already tired group walked slowly towards the village.

The closer you get, the more you can see clearly.Under the firelight, strange faces were reflected, and those should be the villagers nearby.The three of them did not go directly to the team, but stepped into the dark and hid first, watching the situation quietly.Observe carefully, it is not a bonfire party, the atmosphere is slightly different.The flaming lights and flaming fireworks are arranged in an orderly manner, just like an ancient ritual. The faces in the darkness are solemn and solemn, with strange lines painted on them, lacking in the atmosphere of celebration and joy.

Originally, Dongfang Ying thought that the big guy could stay overnight in the farmhouse and inquire about the whereabouts of the female devil and the whereabouts of the monsters, but when encountering strange things again, she dared not break in without authorization.

The crowd formed a large circle, and in the middle of the circle stood a large wooden frame, with dry straw piled up around the frame, and a wooden post was erected in the middle of the frame, and a dark and unknown object was tied to the post.The three of them were scattered on the high ground in the distance, and they couldn't see what it was, but they just felt like a person being tortured.

Leng Xin was quite curious, so she turned into a puff of smoke and flew over.

Scared, even a thousand-year-old monster was startled when he saw that thing.

Feng Qiwu saw that Leng Xinpidianpidian came back quickly, and couldn't help but chuckled and said: "Seeing the astonishment on your face, I thought you just hit a ghost."

Leng Xin also felt guilty, and said with a smile: "This is more terrifying than hitting a ghost!"

Then he added: "Fortunately, you are not very curious."

"I just ran to the wooden frame and carefully identified the things tied by the pillars. I was suddenly taken aback. When I looked around, I saw cold zombie faces glancing at me. Those villagers were all like hanged ghosts. generally--"

"What is tied to the pillar?" Feng Qiwu asked.

He replied coldly, "Scarecrow."

Dongfang Ying asked, "What's so terrible about that?"

He replied calmly, "It's not the scarecrow that's scary, but the scarecrow's face."

"Could it be that scarecrows also have grimaces?" Dongfang Ying smiled, as if mocking Cai Cai's exaggerated reaction after inspecting the villagers' zombie faces coldly.

"Yeah." Nodding his head, he continued, "That's a frozen human face with strange spells painted on it."

Feng Qiwu said: "Could it be that what we saw was the unique fireworks funeral ceremony in this village?"

"It seems to be so on the surface." Cold heart glanced at Feng Qiwu's face.

"But it's not like that." Leng Xin continued, "This ceremony feels weird, extremely abnormal, the scarecrow is abnormal, the villagers are abnormal, the atmosphere is abnormal, and there is an ominous atmosphere flowing."

Feng Qiwu interrupted coldly: "Could it be that you have too many doubts?"

Leng Xin frowned, turned to look at the fire, and said: "No."

"You know what I saw when I looked closely at the scarecrow's face?"