At that moment, Wang Dongyue and I were both stunned, frozen there completely unresponsive.
If Liu Xiaoman saw this kind of thing, he would definitely not be able to explain it clearly.
Thinking about this early in the morning, Wang Dongyue and I suddenly carried his wife in. Moreover, his wife was not dressed yet. The most important thing is that she was dead.
There is simply no explanation for this situation.
Frankly speaking, at that moment I wanted to just throw the body away and run away, but I knew we couldn't do that because the things in this village were not over yet.
Wang Dongyue, Liu Xiaoman and I looked at each other for a while, and no one knew what to say.
After a long stalemate, Liu Xiaoman asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with my wife...?"
In fact, I can see that he is obviously thinking wrongly, and he will definitely think wrongly.
But for some reason, Liu Xiaoman neither got angry on the spot nor questioned us. He just weakly asked what happened to his wife?
I think this is because he respects people like us from the bottom of his heart, so he didn't dare to get angry on the spot.
But even so, you still have to give him a reasonable answer? After all, people died here.
"Her soul was taken away."
I thought about it and said in a deep voice.
"ah?"
When Liu Xiaoman heard this, his expression changed on the spot.
I took the opportunity to place his wife on the bed, and then said in a deep voice: "Originally, you were the one whose soul was taken away last night, and you should be the one who died. But your wife died for you, and she changed Your life."
Of course I was just making this up, mainly because I wanted to divert Liu Xiaoman's attention and make him fall into emotions of emotion, sadness and even self-blame, thereby ignoring the fact that Wang Dongyue and I brought in his wife's body.
Sure enough, when Liu Xiaoman heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer. He hugged his wife's body and burst into tears.
The village chief was also alarmed by the crying and ran over quickly. Then the whole family began to fall into great grief.
Although I feel very sad, it is a good thing that this matter can be fooled into the past. Otherwise, if this life is decided on me and Wang Dongyue, it will be difficult for the two of us to leave this village.
"It was haunted again last night. It was your son who should have died. I rescued him. Unfortunately, I couldn't save your daughter-in-law in the end."
After I waited for the village chief to come out, I told him again to deepen the impression of this matter on the whole family and prevent anyone from thinking wrongly.
At this time, no one will think about why Wang Dongyue and I carried the body back, and why the body was not wearing clothes?
Liu Xiaoman doesn't even think about this anymore, so he obviously won't tell others that it was Wang Dongyue and I who brought the body back.
"What kind of evil has this done? Is God punishing us?"
The village chief looked desperate and looked up at the sky as he spoke.
"The village has not been peaceful recently. There is something evil at work. Once we get rid of this thing, no more people will die."
I pondered for a moment and said.
We still need to give the living people some hope, and we cannot make them feel like they are waiting to die.
"Then... can this thing be eliminated? I'm not doubting your ability, but the recent spate of deaths in the village is really unsettling?"
The village chief spread his hands and said with a troubled expression.
"Don't worry, village chief. This thing can definitely be eliminated, but it will take some time. Things about ghosts and gods cannot be inferred based on common sense. You know this."
Wang Dongyue also quickly stood up and said.
"I know."
The village chief nodded, and then said apologetically: "Then I'll leave it to you two."
"rest assured."
I nodded and said, "I've almost found that thing. The problem should be in the ancestral cemetery. You can find a few more people later and we'll go up the mountain again. Then we'll know what's going on."
"OK."
The village chief nodded, and then hurried to the village to greet people.
Liu Xiaoman also carried his wife's body to the main room, found a straw mat and placed it on it, and then began to prepare to decorate the mourning hall.
Although everyone is sad when this person dies, the living still have to live after all, and the dead also need to have funeral arrangements and be buried in peace.
The mourning hall was quickly decorated, and incense candles were lit on the incense table.
At this time, people from the village had already arrived one after another. Rural people have nothing to say about this. No matter what wedding or funeral happens in any family, it is the business of the whole village.
After breakfast, I asked the village chief to find a few people, and then we carried the guy and went directly to the ancestral cemetery on the mountain.
I discussed the matter with Wang Dongyue about the old pear tree, and he also felt that the tree must be cut down, otherwise it would feel like it would become a spirit if it continued like this.
After arriving at the ancestral cemetery, I first burned incense and worshiped next to the old pear tree. Once any of these things are related to spirits, it will be more mysterious, so I still have to have the proper sense of awe.
But what surprised me was that so many graves were opened last night and all the corpses crawled out, but now I see that all the graves in the ancestral cemetery are in good condition again.
From this point of view, what happened last night was not that the corpse crawled out of the grave, but that it was haunted.
In fact, I should have thought of this a long time ago. After all, the descendants of the ghost control lineage are good at controlling evil ghosts, not corpses.
I walked around the old pear tree. Even in broad daylight, it was still eerie under the old pear tree, and the wind kept blowing, making it cold and cold.
Now, almost all the yin energy of the entire ancestral cemetery has gathered here. Once people get close to this old pear tree, they will feel creepy.
Fortunately, last night's scene with people hanging on trees wouldn't happen in broad daylight. Otherwise, the villagers would be so frightened that they would turn around and run away, let alone chop down the trees.
To be on the safe side, I put a few soul-calming charms on the tree, and then let them start cutting down the tree.
The village chief stood up, raised his ax and struck it on the tree trunk with an almost round swing.
But when he pulled out the axe, blood suddenly flowed from the tree trunk. Scarlet liquid burst out from the wound, then flowed along the trunk to the roots and spread to the ground.
It felt as if he was cutting down not a tree but a person.
The village chief was immediately frightened and took a few steps back with his floating head in hand. The villagers who were called to cut down the trees also turned pale with fright, and for a while no one dared to step forward.
It seems that this thing has indeed become a demon.
