If you are afraid of ghosts, you have to hold on to the big man's thigh

Unexpectedly, the activity Uncle Wang mentioned turned out to be storytelling.Its form of activity is the same as that of Baimonugatari, a custom of attracting ghosts in the neighboring island country, that is, a group of people gather in a circle to tell a story, tell a story and extinguish a candle, and when a candle is extinguished, the monster will appear.

But in Uncle Wang’s village, there are not such strict requirements. One hundred stories have to be told, and the purpose is not the same.

The custom in the island country next door is to invite ghosts, and in Uncle Wang's village it is to seek asylum.

According to Uncle Wang, the survival of the people in their village was entirely due to the protection of a certain "immortal lady".People who have been "blessed" by the empress will not mutate after death, and they don't have to be sent down to the river to float into the River of Forgetfulness.

I don't know what the people in this village, Uncle Wang, think. When it comes to Wangchuan, the underworld, the first reaction is not reincarnation, but eighteen hells!

According to Uncle Wang, people will only go to the underworld to be tortured after death, and if they are not handled properly after death, they will do evil in the world.Only those who have been blessed by the gods and goddesses, not to mention the evil spirits, not only will they not mutate after death, they will not have to go to the underworld, and they can serve the queens around.

It sounds weird.

However, this also explained why Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang were so calm after knowing that the dead would mutate, and even took the attitude of "it's none of your business".

It seems that they are most likely to be sheltered by the immortal lady who did not want to be named.

As a "clergyman", the little celestial master couldn't help frowning and asked who the "immortal lady" was.

Uncle Wang said displeasedly: "How can we mortals know the name of the empress! Instead of thinking about these things, it is better to think about what good stories to tell to please the empress!" Then he pointed to the dumbfounded three chairs and said: "You need to be more respectful when you see your mother, otherwise you will end up just like them."

Let alone after losing his mind and becoming a fool, he will mutate after death.

The others couldn't help but think of Yuanzi who died yesterday, their faces couldn't help showing fear, and they believed Uncle Wang without thinking much.

Only the little celestial master was still reluctant, frowning and asking: "Wait a minute, I have another question. If that empress is really that powerful, why doesn't she directly protect everyone in the village?" Or Directly expel the abnormalities in the village.

Uncle Wang got stuck at the question, and Aunt Wang, who hadn't spoken much, said, "Your Majesty's ability is also limited. She has more energy than she wants."

Hearing this, the little celestial master sneered, and was about to say something, but the timid Li Qiubao gently pulled the corner of his clothes behind him, signaling the little celestial master not to ask.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Li Qiubao was also afraid that if the little celestial master asked too many questions, he would be kicked out by Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang who became angry from embarrassment.

The little celestial master glanced back at Li Qiubao, thought for a while, and suppressed what he wanted to say.

At this time, Uncle Wang also came to his senses, and said with a "hum": "For those who don't believe, what I say is useless. No matter how good the story you tell, the empress will not protect you. You like to go to the event tonight." Don’t go, you can do whatever you want. Anyway, I have already reminded me of what I should remind, and I have done what I should do, and the rest, you can do as you like!”

After finishing speaking, he returned to his gloomy look, and went back to his room full of "insect" specimens with a flick of his hand.

Aunt Wang's attitude remained the same, she was still so amiable, and she explained to the others: "Your Majesty only shows up when the moon is full, and it's not so easy to see. If you make up your mind to participate, you have dinner tonight." Then follow me."

After speaking, he went into the kitchen and started preparing for cooking.

The others stayed on the ground and looked at each other. Ah P looked at this and then at that, and asked, "What do you think? To go or not?" He lowered his voice and said, "This old man Wang is very weird, don't you know I just saw something in his room..."

Aside from Ah P, the little celestial master almost forgot what he saw and heard in Uncle Wang's room just now.

"His room is full of strange things with human heads and insect bodies!" Ah P rubbed his arms and said, "Who knows if going to see such a lady tonight is a trap!"

"But that doesn't necessarily mean that Uncle Wang is a bad person!" Meiqin retorted. She seemed to like to oppose Ah P very much, and she had to stand on the opposite side of Ah P's thinking in everything. They won’t take us in anymore, if they really want to do something to us, don’t they have many chances? Just putting medicine in the food is enough to kill us several times!”

Some people agree, some people are still hesitant.

Ah P said: "There is nothing to be courteous about, it's either rape or stealing..."

Meiqin said: "But we don't have anything worthy of their calculations, so I choose to believe in Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang. As for what you think, it's up to you. Anyway, I don't want to die. Who knows what the hell will happen tonight ..."

There is no money, but there is a life.

But it was indeed like what Meiqin said, if Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang really wanted their lives, there would be plenty of opportunities to strike, and there was absolutely no need to keep them until now.

The little Tianshi also shared the notebook he found in the room, and said his guess, "What exactly Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang thinks, I will not say it for the time being, but I suggest not to relax your vigilance, the specimens in their room are not so It's simple, but it's made of dead people." After speaking, he shared the new clues with others.

"I don't know why, but it turns into bugs after death. The specimens in Uncle Wang's room... are actually made from the mutation of people after death..."

That is too curious!

Meiqin was also a little shaken, at this time someone suggested: "Why don't we go directly to Uncle Wang and ask him, what's going on in his room?"

But how is this easy to ask?

Ah P's expression was embarrassing, and he was also a little confused about what to do.But at this time, Miqin suddenly raised a point: "Since you all said that people will mutate into insects after death, can I understand that they are no longer human beings, but something similar to zombies and zombies?" ? The 'specimens' placed in Uncle Wang's room may also have the same meaning as personal medals and trophies? Since he can make specimens of those people or monsters, it may also be a kind of protection, otherwise, wouldn't it be Do you want to let those things continue to wreak havoc?"

That seems to make sense.

In the end, the remaining survivors unanimously decided to go with Aunt Wang to meet the fairy lady for peace.

Soon, it was evening, and after dinner, Aunt Wang called everyone together to take them out.

At this time, the rain that had been raining all day stopped, and the mysterious atmosphere dissipated a lot. A group of people lined up obediently, like kindergarten children, listening to what Aunt Wang said before going out. Precautions.

The first rule is not to be disrespectful to the gods, even if you think about it in your heart.

The second rule is that the stories told must be pleasant and lifelike, and more importantly, they must not be the same as others, nor can they tell stories that the gods and empresses have heard.

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Little Heavenly Master listened to his left ear going in and his right ear coming out, with an absent-minded look, but Li Qiubao and the others listened very seriously, with serious expressions on their faces, and almost took a small notebook to record it.

"Okay, just so many conditions." Aunt Wang smiled and said, looking at the sky, "You can discuss with each other on the road what story to tell, remember, you can't repeat it, and at the same time, the fairy lady didn't listen. passed."

Someone asked eagerly: "What stories has the lady heard?"

Aunt Wang said, "I don't know, but there must be a lot of them."

Someone whispered, why does this empress look so much like the villain in a foreign fairy tale?However, in the fairy tale, the bride tells the villain king a different story every night to delay the death. In this "world", the empress listens to the story to consider protecting them.

At this time, the gloomy Uncle Wang came out of the room wrapped up tightly, holding a steel fork in his hand, and said impatiently to Aunt Wang: "It's time to go, don't waste time! Let your mother wait for a long time. It's not good!"

So Aunt Wang said, "Then let's go."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Xie, Xiao Li, and Frog, who had been very quiet all this time, restrained their expressions and sat motionless. No matter how dragged by Ren Xiaotian, they refused to go out, and Zhang Xie said one more sentence, "Wisdom is clear and clean." , peace of mind..."

Others may not understand, but the little celestial master knew that Zhang Xie was reciting the mantra, which was the "Spiritual Purification Mantra" among the eight Taoist mantras, which can calm the mind and protect the soul.

Zhang Xie lost his mind at this time, but when he heard the word "Niang Niang", he subconsciously acted dissatisfied and resisted.

Seeing this, the little celestial master can see that the "mother" left them a deep shadow, but he doesn't know what method that "mother" used to make the three of them, the first batch of people who came in, into this chair. Ghostly.

Aunt Wang urged: "Let's go, let's go, don't make your mother wait for a long time."

So the little celestial master could only let go of the idea of ​​looking after Zhang chair, and went out with them, while Uncle Wang stayed at home, with a gloomy smile on his gloomy face, and then said: "I wish you good luck."

On the way, everyone looked at each other vigilantly, and no one opened their mouths to say what stories they wanted to say. Ah P tried to ask two people, and either replied "I'm thinking" or "Why are you asking?"

Everyone is wary of whether the other party will plagiarize their own stories, and at the same time, there are some who are really thinking about the story.

Meiqin asked Aunt Wang directly: "How are we going to talk to the empress later? Go in one by one or go in and speak together?"

Aunt Wang said: "Of course we went in together, but your order has to be determined by drawing lots, whoever is first and who is second..."

When Aunt Wang said this, the others were both relieved and worried.I feel at ease because I am not afraid of many people, but I am worried because I am afraid that my story will be told first, so what should I do.

As they spoke, everyone came to the place where Aunt Wang said she wanted to see the "Immortal Empress". It was in the village's ancestral hall. Besides them, there were five or six other villagers who had already arrived here, and the lottery had already been drawn. Seeing Aunt Wang leading another group of people, a strange and vigilant expression could not help appearing on her face.