I always kept Miao Guangyang's advice in mind, suddenly raised the mourning stick in my hand, and hit the back of the woman's hand hard with one blow.
Snapped!
After the mourning stick was drawn up, a dark mark suddenly appeared on her hand, which was originally so white that there was no blood.
Immediately, her expression turned sharp and ferocious, and she stared at me fiercely.
My eyelids were twitching wildly and there were beads of sweat on my forehead, but I was not far behind and stared at her fiercely.
Suddenly, the woman sneered.
She looked fierce and resentful, and said coldly: "A half-dead person will go to the grave, and he will meddle in his own business. You will be pulled by the ankle carefully, and you will not be able to crawl out until you die."
My eyelids twitched even more fiercely.
But suddenly, the village chief's grandson spit on her.
He was obviously a child, but his squeaking and spitting movements really made him look like a middle-aged man in his fifties.
At the same time, there was a fierce light on his face and eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Who do you think is the dead ghost?"
This sentence seemed to scare the woman.
The woman became expressionless, stared at the village chief's grandson, and stopped talking.
What's even weirder is that I feel my hands become stiff, as if I can't control my body...
Originally, I couldn't hold the wail stick tightly, so I had to hold it with all my strength, but now it actually slipped out of my hand...
The village chief's grandson suddenly raised his hand, pulled the corner of my clothes, and walked forward...
This means that I am not following him, but that he is leading me.
This is so weird... I really want to resist and struggle, but I can't control my body.
Is this village chief that cruel? I haven't even seen him yet, how can he make me seduce him? !
As I walked, I felt even more weird. It seemed like something was wrapped around my feet, which made me uncomfortable.
I couldn't control my body, but my vision was unimpeded.
He tried his best to look down, and what he saw were his own feet.
There was another pair of dirty shoes on my feet!
These are not an ordinary pair of shoes, but black toad shoes!
Dried mud stuck to the shoes, and there were even a few ghost coins stuck to the soles...
My eyes almost popped out of my head.
No wonder I was haunted... A dead man's shoes are worn by a living person, so he will definitely be possessed by a haunted person...
I don’t even know when I put on these dead shoes?
Only then did I notice that as the village chief’s grandson walked forward, he lowered his head and squinted at me, with a dark smile in his eyes.
My head was buzzing, and my body was out of control. It was getting stiffer and stiffer, and it was even difficult to look down...
The road under my feet became bumpy, and I walked too numbly. Every time I swayed, I felt like I might fall down at any time.
After the dense tombs, the ground became undulating again, and the terrain became slightly higher.
Here, there are far fewer graves.
The terrain shows a slope going up, and after a certain distance, it starts to slope down again, like an arched soil slope.
This slope is not high, not even a small hill.
I was pulled to the middle of the slope by the village chief's grandson, and I saw an extremely strange scene.
In a deep pit, there is a thin coffin...
The coffin lid was half closed, and the body of the village chief sat inside.
The yellowed wood of the thin coffin looked very old. Under the reflection of the moonlight, the village chief's face was even paler. He was wearing a red burial suit, his eyes were dark, and his eyebrows were almost gone, leaving only a bare eyebrow bone.
What's even weirder is that there is a hole the size of a thumb above his forehead and below his forehead.
This hole is so dark and deep that it is difficult to look away once you take a look at it, and you want to keep looking at it.
I also noticed that the village chief had his arms crossed, holding two large yellow croakers in his arms.
Immediately I felt a chill in my heart.
Sure enough, it was the pig butcher who stole the big yellow croaker, and he killed the pig butcher, which is even more sinister...
So now, he actually wants to find a scapegoat?
The village chief's dark eyes seemed to be staring at me, and I even felt that the thumb-sized hole on his forehead was also an eyeball, staring at me.
His grandson let go of my hand, walked to the coffin, and began to kowtow to the village chief...
He kowtowed, and I felt that the village chief's burial clothes turned a little redder.
Those dark eyes even seemed to start to glow.
I had to keep moving forward.
And this time, I was staring at the big yellow croaker on the village chief’s chest, and there was a voice in my ear telling me to bring it over...
I tried my best to resist the voice, but I still couldn't control myself...
When I got close to the coffin, I was about to reach out and get the big yellow croaker.
Suddenly, I heard two soft pops.
Miao Guangyang came out of nowhere. He happened to be between me and the village chief's body, and slapped me on the shoulder!
The other slap hit the village chief firmly on the head!
And he still has something in his hand!
Those are two pieces of yellow paper.
He patted it on my shoulder and on the head of the village chief...
There were complicated words drawn on the yellow paper, and they were all in long strips.
I vaguely remember that my father used to salvage murderous corpses. When the families of those corpses came to pick them up, they would bring the errand boy or other gentlemen with them, and they would use such talismans in their hands!
I suddenly felt a stinging pain in my forehead, as if someone was twisting my head with a knife!
But after the pain, his body suddenly regained control.
The restored clarity made my heart tremble and fearful!
Miao Guangyang is still beside me, his hand is still pressing the village chief's head, and the talisman is tightly pressed against the village chief's forehead.
I quickly pulled out the divination knife and stared at the village chief. At the same time, I glanced at the village chief's grandson from the corner of my eye, for fear that he would suddenly come to arrest me again.
Only then did I feel like I was surviving a disaster.
If Miao Guangyang shows up later, with the big yellow croaker in my hand, it will be too late.
Not only do I have to be the scapegoat for the village chief, but I also have to be directly connected with the death-seeking dog. He will definitely be able to take away the Nine Arts of Yin Sheng and the Gu Jade from my hands!
I didn't dare to move rashly, so I could only look at Miao Guangyang nervously.
Miao Guangyang's face was serious. He suddenly raised his hand and pulled it upwards.
During this period, one of his middle fingers penetrated the talisman paper and directly dug into the bloody hole in the middle of the village chief's forehead.
He just used the blood hole to pull out the village chief's body!
With a bang, the village chief's body was thrown outside the coffin!
The corpse rolled down the slope...
Under the moonlight, the appearance looked even more miserable.
When the body rolled to the bottom of the slope and hit a grave, it happened to be lying on its back.
The eyes that were originally shiny in the pitch black began to dim.
The grandson of the village chief, who was kowtowing just now, straightened his body, and then fell to the side with a thud, making no sound...
My heart nearly jumped out of my throat.
Did Miao Guangyang take care of the village chief?
Is it that simple, just stick a talisman on your head and that's it? !
