Trickster Hunter

Chapter 277 Sacrifice Ceremony

"Madam, I think you still have charm." Recalling the contrast between the female conspirator before and after, Sun Hang couldn't help but ridiculed, "It's a pity that a beautiful lady like me can do something deceitful."

The female spy was stunned for a moment, and then her whole body started to tremble. She didn't know whether it was because of shyness or fear.

However, Sun Hang's ridicule is not a lie with his eyes closed - the Zhou family's courtyard can be said to be the most luxurious building on this street. One can imagine the financial resources of the Zhou family back then.

Even in quarantine areas, the rich will live a much better life than the poor - although money cannot buy freedom, it can buy many privileges that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

For example, various conveniences, such as superior status, and the priority of choosing a mate for future generations.

The eldest young master of the Zhou family, who was born into a wealthy family, would definitely not find a crooked woman to be his wife. The woman in front of him, who looked just like Sadako, was probably one of the top beauties in this town during her lifetime.

It's unfair to the average person, but that's the reality.

Reality is never fair.

It's a pity that in the face of the wave of invading monsters, whether it is the Zhou family with rich clothes and fine food, or the ordinary people with simple food and clothing, the final outcome is the same... This is also reality.

Money can make a millstone work, but when a wheel that is countless times larger than the millstone rolls over, no amount of money will help.

"Can you tell me what happened before and after this town was abandoned?" Sun Hang asked, "Also, how did the mayor get here?"

"I...don't...don't remember..." the female ghost trembled.

"Is it because I don't remember, or because I don't dare to say it?"

"...I don't remember."

Sun Hang always felt that the other party was not telling the truth, but since he had said it first, he naturally couldn't use torture to extract a confession - at least not now.

"Then tell me about your child."

It was okay if Sun Hang didn't say this, but when he said it, the other party started crying again, and the resentful cries echoed in the yard, which sounded very scary.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that you just lost them." Sun Hang scratched his head, "But don't be too sad. For you, shouldn't real death be relief?"

"Woooooooo..."

Compared with the two little girls, this female spy is obviously much more difficult to communicate with.

Not only is its mood unstable, it even seems to be unclear in its sanity. Even for the questions it is willing to answer, its answers are fragmented, just like the Riddler.

Sun Hang could only speculate on the "context" based on these fragmented contents, but with extremely limited information, as long as the direction of speculation is slightly biased, the final conclusion may be very different...

After speculating for a long time, it is better not to speculate.

"Alas." Sun Hang sighed. At this time, another crisp bang came from the street outside.

"Bang!"

"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"

"Bang!"

Although the profession of watchman has long been eliminated by the times, Sun Hang still knows this familiar line.

Hearing this sentence means that it is Xu time, which is also called "the first watch", which means banging a clapper.

Sun Hang took out his phone and glanced at it. The time displayed on the phone was two and three o'clock in the afternoon.

The time represented by Xu Shi, converted to modern timekeeping standards, should be from 19:00 to 21:00 in the evening.

Sun Hang didn't know whether there was a problem with the timekeeping function of the mobile phone, or whether the time flow rate in this place was abnormal... But according to his own perception, the time flow rate displayed on the mobile phone was correct. After counting with his fingers, from Since I entered Maoyun Town, less than two hours have passed.

Just when Sun Hang was struggling with what he should find as a time reference, two more bangs suddenly sounded on the street.

"Bang! Bang!"

"Second watch at midnight, close the doors and windows to prevent theft and theft!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Ah?" Sun Hang was a little speechless. A few seconds ago it was Xu Shi (19:00-21:00), why did it suddenly become Haishi (21:00-23:00) now?

Isn’t this person doing the job too unprofessional?

Or is it that this guy is not actually a professional watchman at all, but just a psychopath who fantasizes about being a watchman, taking his clapper to the streets and banging randomly when he has nothing to do?

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if I was frightened by it just now?

Perhaps, he should run out now and have a good argument with this mental patient?

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Third watch at midnight, no illness, no disaster, everything is safe!"

"Bang! Bang bang!"

"Is it over yet?" Sun Hang stood up.

As if in response to Sun Hang, the echo of the previous banging sound had not completely dissipated, and the next one sounded again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"It's the fourth watch of the Chou season. It's freezing cold. Be careful of slippery roads!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Sun Hang couldn't help but laughed angrily. He suddenly turned his head, looked at the female spy floating not far away, and asked: "What are you going to shout at the fifth watch?"

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

"It's five o'clock in the morning, go to bed early and get up early, take care of yourself!"

"Bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

After the last bang sounded, the street outside suddenly became lively - voices, footsteps, the sound of wooden wheels rolling over bluestone slabs... This noisy movement and the previous silence were almost seamlessly switched.

Sun Hang walked quickly to the gate of the courtyard and pushed it open.

He saw many townspeople coming and going on the street, which was even more lively than when he first arrived in Maoyun Town.

"The sky... will soon be bright..." The female ghost slowly floated over and said faintly.

"The sky will be bright? Are you kidding?" Sun Hang said so, but he subconsciously turned his head to the east.

A touch of fish belly white flashed on the distant horizon, as if the sun took advantage of Yongye's inattention and quietly poked its head out, but was quickly pressed down by Yongye.

"What a bright day, bright for nothing." Sun Hang complained.

"Today... is... an important day..." the female ghost continued, "once a month..."

"A sacrificial ceremony every month, right?" Sun Hang interrupted it, "I'll help you finish, it's really hard to listen to you."

"... Yes."

"Will the sacrificial ceremony start at dawn?"

"Yes."

"Where will it be held?"

"On... on... the stage in the town..."

"Where is the stage?" After asking, Sun Hang suddenly slapped his head and pointed outside, "You, lead the way."

The female ghost looked at Sun Hang with its non-existent eyes, and then floated past Sun Hang carefully.

"So you can leave this yard, I thought you were a kind of earthbound ghost." Sun Hang muttered.

"... You can leave... the yard, but... everyone... can't... leave Maoyun Town..."

"What will happen if you leave? Will you die?" Sun Hang asked curiously.

"... You can't... leave." The female ghost repeated what she just said.

"Forget it, I won't ask you anymore." Sun Hang was a little discouraged, "Just take me to the stage quickly."

The female ghost took Sun Hang along the street, and the townspeople they met along the way also gathered together and rushed in the same direction. They walked quickly and looked nervous - Sun Hang estimated that these people were probably going to participate in the so-called "sacrificial ceremony".

According to the little girl, the mayor will bless the "meat" at the sacrificial ceremony, making it a food that the townspeople can "enjoy" - and the food that was blessed at the last sacrificial ceremony will soon exceed its "shelf life".

For the townspeople, whether they can get food today will determine the "quality of life" for the next month - although everything they eat will leak out of the big hole, it is better to have something to chew in their mouths than to swallow saliva.

Moreover, Sun Hang guessed that this feeling of hunger was most likely not a physiological reaction, but a spiritual and cognitive concept. For them, even if the food did not really enter their stomachs, as long as there was a process of eating, the feeling of hunger might really be relieved.

The female ghost took Sun Hang over a stone bridge, and the street in front suddenly became narrower, and the number of townspeople gathered from all directions only increased instead of decreasing - the flow of people suddenly became crowded, and when many townspeople passed by Sun Hang, Sun Hang could even smell a stench emanating from them.

Not all townspeople were dressed like normal humans - some, like the shop owner, were a group of barely recognizable walking black shadows; some were covered with yellow talismans all over their bodies, just like the thousand-year-old zombies in old movies; others were naked and covered with festering scabies, but they used a wooden barrel to cover their heads so that others could not see their appearance clearly.

To sum it up in eight words, it would be "a group of demons dancing wildly, a hundred ghosts walking at night."

Oh, no, it shouldn't be a hundred ghosts walking at night, it should be a hundred ghosts walking during the day.

Sun Hang looked up at the dark night and the full moon still hanging in the sky - it's not a problem to say it's walking at night.

"How far is it?" Sun Hang asked the female ghost.

"Just... in front..."

The stage of Maoyun Town was set up in a small square in the center of the town. At this time, the square was full of townspeople who came to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. Sun Hang and the Zhou family's female ghost could only find an inconspicuous place in the corner of the square to stand still - fortunately, Sun Hang's eyesight was still good. Although he was nearly a hundred meters away, he could still see the things on the stage clearly.

A "host" was dancing a strange dance on the stage... The reason why he was called "host" and not anything else was because this person's clothes were so mixed that Sun Hang couldn't tell where he came from.

The "host" was wearing a Taoist robe that was washed white, but on his bald head, there were six round burns from his ordination. Not only that, on his face, he also wore a Nuo opera mask with a green face and fangs.

The host held a feather fan in his right hand, which often appeared in Zhuge Kongming's hands in the Three Kingdoms-themed TV series, and in his left hand, he held a cold scalpel between his index finger and thumb.

He was wearing a pair of clogs under his feet, and along with the weird dance posture, the clogs kept making "pa! pa!" sounds, as if they were accompanying his dance.

"What is this? A combination of the best of all?" Sun Hang was a little reluctant to comment on the host's dress. "It feels like this guy's understanding of fashion is centuries ahead of the people on Earth."

The dance continued, and the townspeople watched with great interest - Sun Hang was not sure whether they were enjoying the dance or the food that would be blessed next.

But he did see some people with long saliva hanging from the corners of their mouths, looking at the host eagerly.

Could this guy want to eat the host?

"Who is the one dancing on the stage? The mayor?" Although in Sun Hang's mind, the old woman who gave him bait and banknotes was the most likely one, it did not prevent him from asking now.

"No... not..." the female ghost whispered, "The mayor... will not show up... at the sacrificial ceremony. The one on the stage... is... responsible for... the sacrificial ceremony..."

"Since the mayor will not show up, how did he bless?" Sun Hang interrupted the stuttering female ghost impatiently, "Does the blessing come from the sky?"

What subspace blessing? Sun Hang complained in his heart, if that's the case, then this town is too disloyal.

"Wait... wait a minute... it will..."

Before the female ghost finished speaking, a slick voice suddenly came from the side.

"Hey, isn't this the young widow of the Zhou family? Who is the man next to you? Is he your new lover? He doesn't look like he has much flesh. Didn't I tell you that if you can't stand the loneliness, you can come to me, your brother!"

Sun Hang looked in the direction of the voice and saw a person standing upside down beside him. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, his legs raised to the sky, and the head hanging under his shoulders twisted in a very uncomfortable posture, looking at the female ghost and Sun Hang with a frivolous look.

"No, buddy..." Sun Hang squatted down and leveled his eyes with the other person, "I think you are really hungry, right? You don't even let go of a rotten hair?"

"You don't know, the young wife of the Zhou family was so moist when she was young!" The upside-down man smacked his lips, "Oh no, you must know, if you didn't know, you wouldn't have found this young widow... Wait, who are you? Why have I never seen you in town? You, you are an outsider? The young widow of the Zhou family actually found an outsider as a lover?! It's really funny!"

"Brother, let me ask you something, why do you keep standing upside down, aren't you tired?" Sun Hang asked.

"Are you stupid? Standing upside down, won't the food you eat leak out of the hole?" As it said, it opened its mouth, and an unbearable stench floated out of its mouth.

Sun Hang saw that in his throat, there was a large piece of rotten meat crawling with maggots... This piece of rotten meat was even squirming.