The train finally stopped in Ninghua County.
The first thing Lao Jiang did after getting off the bus was to go to the market and buy a golden-skinned tortoiseshell cat.
I asked him why he bought this?
He said he would leave it for me to defend myself, but it would be best not to use it. After saying that, he threw the kitten into my arms!
There are still more than ten kilometers away from Xiushui Village. We planned to rent a carriage, but when we heard that we were going to Xiushui Village, several horsemen who had been quarreling over business stopped in unison and turned to look at each other. Horrified expression.
"My wife is about to give birth, and I have to go back."
"My wife is also going to give birth..."
Several grooms were driving the carriage and were about to leave.
But Lao Jiang held down one of them: "You all share the same wife? You can't tell lies."
Lao Jiang's fingertips were full of energy, and he screamed at the driver who caught him. Finally, he explained with a grimace: "Brother, it's not that I won't take you, it's just that the place is haunted! There have been several groups of outsiders coming to our county in the past few days. I called to go to that place, but two people set off one after another, and there was no news from them all.”
"Later, the second uncle in our car gang with the most experience couldn't stand the high price and risked his life to pull it. Guess what? His old horse came back in the middle of the night yesterday, but the car was empty except for seven With eight bloody broken arms, that mountain can eat people.”
"How do you know that mountains can eat people?" Lao Jiang's eyes were full of smiles.
The groom said firmly: "How can you spit out so many arms if you don't eat people? I advise you not to get into trouble with this."
No matter how he asked after that, the groom was unwilling to say even a word. He was obviously still immersed in fear.
Lao Jiang and I looked at each other calmly, and finally decided to double the money to buy his car and rush to Xiushui Village ourselves.
Along the way, Lao Jiang asked me what information I got from the groom.
I thought for a while and said: "I'm afraid the news that there is an ancient tomb hidden in Xiushui Village has been leaked out! Those groups of outsiders should be tomb robbers, but... we have time to go now, It seems they suffered heavy losses.”
Lao Jiang nodded with satisfaction.
After driving for several hours, we finally saw two towering mountains in front of us. The two mountains were like two Buddha's hands, holding up Xiushui Village in the middle.
The Buddha held up his hands and picked up Kuixing.
This would have been a very good Feng Shui bureau, if only the top scorer could be found in the ancient village.
But now that the mountains are also in the village, the taste has completely changed...
Because the trees halfway down the mountainside are lush and green, but 80%25 of the trees above the mountainside are withered, as if there is some kind of monster living on the top of the mountain, sucking up all the nutrients around it.
The two peaks were covered with clouds. Although it had just rained lightly, there was always a vague smell of blood in the air.
The treasure land that once produced Kuixing has now become a corpse-raising ground!
"Let's go!" Lao Jiang ordered, and we immediately went up the mountain.
We were not walking aimlessly, but we were searching along the smell of blood, and soon found a small cave dwelling halfway up the mountain.
The cave dwelling was like a monster's giant mouth, swallowing up all the surrounding sunlight. Even when I took out a flashlight to shine it, I couldn't see clearly what was inside.
This makes me feel scared!
However, there were bursts of unruly laughter coming from the cave.
The laughter seemed to be coming out deliberately with a hand on the throat.
It's like scratching glass with your fingernails. Just listening to it once made me get goosebumps all over the place.
what to do?
I turned to Lao Jiang for help.
Lao Jiang pointed to the cave dwelling and motioned for me to go in first!
I could only carefully pull out a dagger, shine it on my chest, and use a flashlight to get in. It seemed like I was back to the scene of walking alone at night when I was a child.
There are broken bricks everywhere in this cave dwelling. It should be the place where the mountain patrols originally lived. Since Xiushui Village was massacred, it has been abandoned.
But what about the laughter deep in the cave?
Just as I was thinking, I was suddenly shocked by the scene in front of me!
But on the walls on both sides of the cave, there were actually large and small red faces painted with blood. Some were smiling, some were crying, and some were screaming with their mouths wide open. These faces were very abstract and also Just like a three-year-old child.
But for no reason, it gave me an unprecedented fear.
It was as if these faces came alive in front of me and turned into the innocent ghosts of Xiushui Village, shouting around me: Help, help.
At the same time, Jie Jie Jie...
The laughter returned.
I took a deep breath and looked around with a flashlight, and suddenly a pale face appeared in front of me.
It turned out to be a man crawling on the ground with both hands and feet, as gray as a snake.
He just looked at me and smiled, his white teeth opening and closing, and said, "Are you looking for me?"
Three of my souls almost scared two souls away. Fortunately, Lao Jiang followed behind me and kicked the opponent away with a flying kick.
Later I found out that this man was Kong Ergou, the son of the village chief and the only survivor of Xiushui Village.
Judging from the whip marks on his face and the ropes tied around his legs, he must have been severely tortured by the tomb robbers who entered the mountain.
But I guess those tomb robbers were in vain, because this guy in front of me is really stupid...
His eyes were blank, and no matter what question I asked, his reply was a sinister smile.
When Lao Jiang took out a small white pill from his pocket and asked me to feed it to Kong Ergou, Kong Ergou stopped giggling.
The pill seems to have a powerful sedative effect, but the effect is short-lived.
Because Lao Jiang asked questions very quickly next. He first pointed at the wall and asked: "You painted all these faces?"
"Jiejie, me, me." Kong Ergou replied.
"Then where have all the villagers in Xiushui Village gone? Why are you the only one here?"
"They're dead... Dad, Third Aunt, and Xiaohua are all dead. There's a lot of blood. Don't come and catch me, you white-faced man."
Kong Ergou seemed to have thought of something extremely scary, and crawled to the corner of the cave to hide, but was pushed out again by Lao Jiang.
"Last question...have you ever seen a white-faced child? Tell me what it looks like!"
"No, I don't know, I don't know."
Perhaps the last question was too irritating, so Kong Ergou let out a jeering laugh again. Even if he was given another pill, it would not help.
"What should I do?" I asked.
"It seems that we can only use the last method."
Lao Jiang sighed and told me to hold Kong Ergou down no matter what.
The next scene made Black Saber Qilin's status in my heart even more mysterious, because Lao Jiang actually took out two silver needles from his wallet. The silver needles were thinner than ox hair and about as long as the middle finger.
Lao Jiang moved very quickly, and in a flash of lightning, the two needles penetrated the back of Kong Ergou's neck.
Lao Jiang's fingers were gently twisting the tail of the needle, and white smoke floated faintly between his fingers. His face turned red and green, as if he was infused with internal energy in a martial arts novel.
Kong Ergou's lost eyes also regained their luster at this moment.
It's like a lost soul has been found!
Lao Jiang unfolded a piece of white paper and a pen in front of Kong Ergou, and said anxiously: "Quick! Draw the white face you see."
This trick was amazing, Kong Ergou really obeyed Lao Jiang’s orders.
But instead of using a pen, he bit off his own finger and used blood to graffiti, just like drawing faces on the wall.
While drawing, he also laughed playfully: "White face, hey, white face."
At this moment, time became particularly long.
At the end, Kong Ergou fell to the ground with a thud, and Lao Jiang let go of the silver needle and gasped for air.
And when I picked up the piece of drawing paper that still smelled of blood, I felt as if I had been thrown into an ice cave in the coldest winter!
Is Kong Ergou painting a ghost?
But on the white paper, a triangular awl face was outlined.
The face had no eyes or nose, only one red lip, just like a paper man with a ghost festival in the countryside.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but this thing obviously has no eyes, but I feel like there are countless pairs of malicious eyes growing from it, as if they are staring into my heart.
I quickly called Lao Jiang to come and see, but Lao Jiang also looked very unhappy.
He said he wanted to rest outside the cave to recuperate.
I asked: "Is that thing powerful?"
Lao Jiang nodded, then took out an exquisite silver revolver and fired a bunch of red cold fireworks into the sky.
This should be the legendary signal gun.
"We have to ask Ximei to hurry up and come over to join us, otherwise we will both end up in this damn place!"
Lao Jiang took a long puff of cigarette and cursed.
