Hit ghost

Coffins, there really are coffins?

Xie Jin carefully looked at the black lacquered coffin that was getting closer to him, and couldn't help but recall the story told by the middle-aged woman in the hotel. Although only one coffin can be seen in an octagonal shape, it is enough to prove the authenticity of the story up.

After walking forward for nearly half a kilometer, they finally came to the front of the black lacquered coffin. Until this time, they realized how huge the coffin erected there was.

The length of the coffin must be at least two meters. The moss-covered coffin lid is carved with lifelike reliefs. It is a strange-looking dragon, which is different from ordinary dragons. This dragon actually has densely packed centipede-like feet. Liu Liu's eyes glared ahead, as if about to rush out of the coffin lid at any moment.

But if you look closely, you will find that several feet of the dragon on the coffin lid are locked by iron chains, and the thick iron chains extending from the mouth of the bowl extend from there, hanging in the grass, and you can't see the end even if you look to the side.

The villagers of Badong Village who were walking in front saw that there was no movement behind them. They turned their heads and found that the three people were standing in front of the black lacquered coffin, and He Nian was standing beside them and watching them.

"From this coffin onwards, it belongs to Badong Village." Zhao Guangsheng turned back and saw that several people were very interested in the coffin marked by opposing sides, and explained with a smile, "They are all outside the mountain, no, they are all Those who come from the city should not see coffins often, this is the symbolic coordinate of our village, and there are seven other people in the same coffin."

This seemed to be information that didn't need to be taboo. The three of them glanced at each other quickly, and instead of asking about the iron chain and the strange centipede dragon, they followed in Zhao Guangsheng's footsteps.

Stepping over the thick iron chain at the mouth of the bowl and continuing to walk inwards, it was downhill all the way, without seeing any people. As the ridiculously tall weeds around became sparser and thinner, the outlines of buildings appeared indistinctly ahead.

It doesn't have the decayed appearance as imagined. Although it's not like a town full of buildings, there are also many painted two-story buildings, and there is even a base station standing not far from the building.

Judging from the buildings in front of me, this brand new village, which seems to have been reborn, is basically two different villages compared with the stories heard from middle-aged women, and even better than the development trend of Tianhe Town, which develops tourism.

Xie Jin took a step forward, took Ji Duan's hand who was looking around, and said in a low voice, "Don't walk too fast, get closer to me."

"Well, I got it." Ji Duan slowed down and walked side by side with Xie Jin. His eyes scanned every window of the building he passed, and he always felt an illusion of being watched, "Uncle Xie."

Ji Duan pretended to be tired, he hugged Xie Jin's neck, and put his face between the man's neck, "It's a bit wrong, it's broad daylight, why is there no one going out on the street here?"

He took out his mobile phone from the pocket of Xie Jin's jacket with familiarity, and looked at the time, it was already ten o'clock.

"Indeed, why is there no one?" Xie Jin followed Ji Duan's line of sight. Although the small buildings were beautifully built, there was no sign of human activity, and the glass was all black, so it was impossible to see whether there was a person behind. One person or many people standing.

This village seems to be dead.

"I didn't pay attention to the time just now. Have we been away for so long?" Ji Duan was a little puzzled, and looked at Wen Liang through Xie Jin's hair. Wen Liang also shook his head, pointed at his watch, and motioned him to check the time.

Yes, he still has a watch.

Before they set off, they went to buy equipment. Wen Liang's shopping list clearly asked to buy three waterproof watches with compass functions. Ji Duan almost forgot about it.

He rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the watch on his wrist. Ji Duan was stunned by this glance. He checked the time with Xie Jin in the tent. The phone showed that today was August 8th, but the electronic watch The August 15th on the website has changed the year, which shows that it is 8, that is to say, if they are calculated according to the time of the electronic watch, they are living in 15 years ago.

Ji Duan didn't want to act rashly. He looked up at the base stations around the village. A base station meant that there would be a mobile phone signal. He opened the WeChat address book and sent a message to Wen Liang: "What's going on? How could we , is the watch broken?"

"There is a problem with this village, whether it is the magnetic field or Feng Shui. I suspect that after the coffin, something has affected the electronic equipment on us, which has triggered the time refutation."

Wen Liang replied quickly, and Ji Duan could even hear the sound of his nails tapping rapidly on the phone screen.

"The watch is affected by that kind of thing, but I'm sure it's not broken. If you don't believe me, look at Xie Jin's watch. I guess the time of the three of us is different." Wen Liang then sent a photo, which was from his watch. In the photo, the three watches of the three of them are of the same brand and style, but the displayed time is quite different.

"Since just now, you have fallen behind a lot. What happened?" Zhao Guangsheng, who was leading the way, turned his head and saw the four people who were far behind, and asked, "Do you need help?"

"No, I'll come right away." Wen Liang grinned and waved forward. He typed the last sentence and clicked send. When he passed Xie Jin and Ji Duan, he made a gesture, and then walked towards Zhao Guangsheng's group.

Xie Jin understood Wen Liang's gesture, it was a signal similar to warning, now the two parties have their own thoughts, and if they are not consistent, their actions have been suspected, so they must always be vigilant.

"Uncle Xie, Wen Liang's watch shows that it was 30 years ago... we can't think about it anymore, we have to follow the past." Taking advantage of Xie Jin's inattention, Ji Duan secretly deleted the last chat record sent by Wen Liang, and then sent The phone was in his pocket.

The feeling of being watched still didn't disappear, he dragged Xie Jin to catch up with Wen Liang, followed the group of people through the narrow street and turned into a dark alley.

There is no small building similar to human habitation in that dark alley, and a building that is obviously different from the small building stands in the shade. Judging from the building structure alone, it should be an ancestral hall.

Recalling the story of the middle-aged woman’s grandpa, it was only after the group of wounded soldiers entered the ancestral hall that the grandpa heard someone call his name suddenly. Now that he is here in person, he can also feel the fear he felt at that time.

"Brother Zhao, why did you just lead us here?" Wen Liang stopped at the threshold that was about to arrive. He looked at the few people who had already entered with a half-smile, and then looked at the plaque of the ancestral hall, "...Badong Ancestral Hall is yours. Is it your ancestral hall? But as far as I know, you are not of the same family based on your surnames, so who is enshrined in this ancestral hall?"

There was only one door between them, the ancestral hall was dark and the sun was not visible, the faces of Zhao Guangsheng's group seemed a little blurred, the cold wind was blowing through the hall, and a trace of coolness rushed directly from the wide open door.

At this time Li Yougui spoke, his tone was as sarcastic as before: "Why, are you afraid? Our Badong Village never accepts foreigners, so naturally there is no place in the village that can accommodate you. This ancestral hall is our It is a place of great auspiciousness to enshrine together, why can't I bring you here?"

"Not really." Wen Liang stepped across the threshold with one foot, and quickly glanced at the "auspicious place" Li Yougui said. There were two statues at the entrance, one on the left and one on the right. The kid acted like a crying door god, but these two looked like evil ghosts with green faces and fangs.

Walking around the stone screen, Wen Liang saw the scaffolding in the center of the ancestral hall, and some soil-stained tools were placed under the shelf, as if the repair work had just been done in the middle, and the workers heard that someone had arrived and fled in a hurry.

It's noon now. They were sweating profusely when they entered the village, but after entering the ancestral hall, they didn't feel the hot weather at all. It seemed that there was a natural central air-conditioning here, and they even felt the coolness rushing up the back of the spine. .

Ji Duan led Xie Jin around the few people blocking the statue. He first pushed Xie Jin towards Wen Liang, then turned to Zhao Guangsheng and said, "Why is there no activity in your village? Could it be that the other villagers saw us coming?" Did you just hide?"

"Look at what you said. I said that people in our village don't often see outsiders. When you come suddenly, they will naturally feel novel and shy, so they all hide."

A smile appeared on Zhao Guangsheng's rough, wild, hairy face. He and the others were like statues of evil spirits behind them, blocking them in an unbiased manner. People inside didn't come out, and people outside didn't come in.

While they were talking, Wen Liang had already taken Xie Jin around the ancestral hall. There were no strange decorations at first glance. Right opposite the wall at the end of the door, there were five shrines enshrined. This one is under repair. The building looks like it is a place dedicated to enshrining the Five Great Immortals in Badong Village.

In addition, they also found a strange thing covered by a black cloth not far from the shrine. Xie Jin quietly turned up a corner of the black cloth while those people were not paying attention. What he touched with his fingertips was the cold texture of the stone. , accompanied by an indescribable smell, he frowned and cast a puzzled look at Wen Liang.

"It should be something like a sacrificial altar. You can see that there are deep and long lines around it. This is a bloodletting tank." Wen Liang pressed his fingertips gently on the stone altar, and he could feel it more clearly than Xie Jin. The smell of blood, that indescribable stench, most likely came from the smell of blood.

"Are you using living animals to sacrifice in the ancestral hall..." Xie Jin's hand stroking the stone platform shook slightly, he turned his head carefully to look at the door, and found that someone had started to look over Ji Duan to his side, and he hurriedly arranged the black cloth Back to the original position, indicating that Wen Liang should go out.

In fact, on both sides of the scaffolding, there are still many inscriptions hanging on the gray brick walls. When Wen Liang came in just now, he took a cursory look at the characters. Let's go out and talk.

When the two were about to reach the stone screen, there was commotion at the door, and the voices of those people and Ji Duan could be heard. Wen Liang and Xie Jin hurriedly ran towards the door, only to find that there were not only those five people at the door, but also an unknown person standing there. What a skinny old man he was, holding a basin of fishy liquid, cursing at the ancestral hall.

Ji Duan was surrounded by those five people in the middle, he seemed to be fighting for something with them, until the two walked in and found that the one who was caught between the two sides was nothing but the one who hadn't followed in just now He Nian.

Most of He Nian's body was splashed through, and the sticky black-red liquid hung in his hair, staining half of his face red, but he didn't show any sign of anger, he just waved his arms with some effort, There was a monotonous ahh sound from his mouth.

"You still don't let go?" Ji Duan's arms were pressed behind his back. He witnessed the skinny old man pouring a large basin of unknown animal blood at He Nian. He tried to grab He Nian and avoid it, but Reluctantly, he was a little far away from himself, so he could only watch He Nian being poured thoroughly.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Guangsheng was the one who got angry earlier than He Nian, who was splashed with blood.

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They finally entered the village. The copy of Badong Village is a long story. Be safe and don’t worry, the climax will follow