"Nonsense!"
"What the hell!"
"There are no ghosts in this world!"
The old village chief glared at the strong man, took another puff from his pipe, exhaled a wisp of smoke, his voice became a little deeper, and said, "This is a punishment."
"penalty?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment, waiting quietly for the old village chief's explanation.
"There has always been a legend in our village."
The old village chief's voice was a little low, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes: "According to legend, our ancestors were responsible for a certain prison, similar to executioners, responsible for punishing people."
"What this corpse suffered is one of the punishments left by our ancestors."
"According to legend, you only need to bury a person in the soil with only the head exposed, then make a wound on the Tianling Cap, pour mercury in along the wound, and wait slowly."
"The person who is punished will not die directly, but will feel like ants are crawling and biting him all over the body."
"And there's the pain of your skin slowly pulling away from your body."
"The time it takes for the person to eventually slowly suffocate and die is roughly consistent with the time it takes for the mercury to flow down the legs."
"After a person dies, as long as he is taken out of the soil and gently pulled, a complete human skin will appear."
"According to the records of our ancestors, this kind of torture was considered very serious back then. Only those who had committed serious crimes were eligible to enjoy it."
After hearing the old village chief's words, the faces of everyone around him turned pale.
It is really...
It's so lifelike.
It gives people an empathetic experience.
It's hard to imagine how painful it would be if you were to encounter all this, the despair of experiencing your own skin falling off, and even being unable to move or struggle...
Their eyes were once again on the body.
There is no doubt that the owner of this corpse has experienced all this personally not long ago.
The most critical question is, who did it?
If this punishment really comes from the village, it means that the person who did it is most likely from a villager who is familiar to everyone.
Soon, everyone began to become wary and a little wary of each other.
"Contact that ruined temple and come collect the body."
The old village chief hung the pipe back on his waist, clapped his hands, and stood up: "Don't publicize this everywhere, it's embarrassing."
"Also, the eldest child of the Cao family, and the boy from the Wang family."
"You two should stop wandering in the fields today and go home to rest."
After speaking, the old village chief led everyone away with a little irritation.
The young man at Aunt Wang's house in the distance seemed to have calmed down a lot. He took a deep breath, nodded in the direction of Wang Ye, and turned around to leave.
It's just that his steps are light and his walking is a little unsteady.
Obviously still a little nervous.
"What are you going to do? If you delay it for a day, what will you do if it rains heavily and you can't plant rice?"
Wang Ye was also a little irritable. He scratched his hair and hesitated for a moment with the hoe. Finally, he got up and went home.
You still have to listen to what the village chief says.
After returning home, Qing Ya had already woken up, but it seemed that she had just woken up not long ago, and her eyes were still a little hazy.
"Brother, I'm back."
She rubbed her dark circles, sat up on the kang, and hit her.
"Why is it so early today?"
"I'll cook for you."
With that said, Qingya put on her shoes and walked to the kitchen.
"There's a small problem. We may be delayed today."
Wang Ye explained, but he did not fully restore the matter. After all, his sister has always been timid. After hearing this, he would probably be scared to sleep all night. If there was another noise or something like that, it would be annoying to death. .
"ah!!!"
At this moment, my sister's exclamation suddenly came.
The source of the sound was her room.
"What happened again!"
Wang Ye stood up tiredly and walked over.
Because Qingya kept making noises and hauntings last night, Wang Ye changed rooms with her. When Qingya returned to the room to clean just now, her eyes were swept away from the kang.
Until he saw the ghost story novel, his body froze in place and he subconsciously let out a exclamation.
She clearly remembered that last night she felt that the book was full of weirdness, so she burned it with a candle, and even the ashes were...
What about ashes?
The burning ashes in the corner are gone!
Could it be that it's an illusion?
Absolutely not!
Qingya firmly believes that there is nothing wrong with her memory.
"Brother, that book..."
When Qing Ya saw Wang Ye coming, she seemed to have someone to support her. She calmed down a little and pointed to the ghost story novel on the kang.
"What's wrong with this book?"
Wang Ye picked up the book casually, flipped through it, and threw it on the kang: "I can't understand it."
"No...it's not."
"I obviously burned it last night..."
"ghost!"
"There must be a ghost!"
Qing Ya grabbed Wang Ye's arm tightly, with a hint of crying in her voice, and looked at Wang Ye with red eyes: "You have to believe me, brother, everything I say is true!"
Wang Ye fell silent.
Sitting by the kang, he took out his pipe again, lit it, and started smoking, looking very irritable.
If his sister had said this alone, he might have thought it was a joke, but the children of Aunt Wang's family and the corpse were all subverting his views.
so...
This may be true.
If it's really haunted...
"Burn again!"
Wang Ye gritted his teeth, picked up the ghost story novel, went to the kitchen, and threw it into the stove. Watching the novel slowly burning in the stove and eventually turning into a puddle of ashes, Wang Ye gently He breathed a sigh of relief.
"The village is not peaceful recently, so be careful."
"If it doesn't work out, you can go live in a private school for a while. I'll pay for it!"
Wang Ye seemed to have made some kind of decision, gritted his teeth and said firmly.
You know, that private school is very valuable!
It costs a lot of money to stay there for a while!
"No, I'm not afraid."
"I can live with my brother."
Qing Ya was stunned for a moment, then shook her head decisively. It was obvious that she also knew the price of a private school.
Compared to the danger, she didn't want to add another burden to the family.
"Ok, deal!"
"My parents are not here, so I have the final say!"
When the novel was completely burned out, Wang Ye stood up and said, "I'll leave in the afternoon. If you keep grinding, I'll get angry!"
at this time...
Not far from the door, the sound of suona and gongs suddenly came.
Wang Ye was startled for a moment, then walked to the yard and opened the door.
On a remote mountain village road, a group of people wearing white clothes were walking slowly forward carrying two coffins.
An old woman with gray hair, whose eyes were red from crying, followed the side of the sedan with the support of others.
