Even though Cheng Miao was mentally prepared, he almost died on the spot when he turned around.
She bit the tip of her tongue, the pain keeping her awake.
Cheng Miao's heart was wet with tears, and her broken hair was stuck to her cheeks. Her image was really not that good-looking, let alone compared to the picture of a beautiful woman next to her who had a mountain of mountains crumbling in front of her, but whose expression remained unchanged.
The row of ghost women turned around leisurely and walked away.
Liang Ge gently shook her oil-paper umbrella, "Are you following?"
Cheng Miao took a breath, with complicated eyes.
She escaped the disaster because she had a special buff that aroused the goodwill of the undead. What about Lian Ge?
She was standing next to Lian Ge, who did nothing but play with the oil-paper umbrella.
Cheng Miao looked at Lian Ge with some admiration. She believed that in this copy, even if everyone else died, Lian Ge could escape unscathed. She followed her out tonight just because she found it interesting.
"Follow." Cheng Miao said cruelly, the clues were clearly in front of him, how could he not follow.
The two of them followed the row of ghost women, and Cheng Miao discovered that the direction they were going was the direction the village chief came from on the first day.
At that time, she was still wondering, there was nothing in that direction, so what was the village chief doing?
Now she knows.
In an unattractive room, Cheng Miao and the two followed a row of ghost women as they pushed open the road leading to the underground next to the mill.
The underground passage was humid and hot, so Cheng Miao could only walk forward with a bow.
Climbing a tunnel behind a ghost is probably something that not many people have experienced, so Cheng Miao could only take pleasure in the pain.
The bloody smell between the mouth and nose is getting heavier and heavier, making it difficult to breathe.
Cheng Miao had a rough guess in his mind that this was probably the place where human skin lanterns were made in the village at that time.
Finally crawling out of the passage, Cheng Miao was hit by a burst of candlelight that hurt his eyes.
There was a circular space in front of him, with a stone platform in the middle, with a human shape cut out in the middle. It is not difficult to imagine that the woman at that time was pressed on the platform and tied up before being skinned and boned.
The thick blood scabs on the table have been imprinted into the stone, turning into cruel yet beautiful patterns.
There are also several weathered human bones and useless lanterns scattered around the altar.
I don’t know how many innocent women died in Zhangjiacun. Even the soil rotted with the corpses, giving off a disgusting smell.
Dozens of bright lanterns were lit around the altar. The row of ghost women who had been leading the way disappeared, leaving only the first one holding a lantern, standing near the altar and looking at Cheng Miao and the two.
Seeing this hell-like scene on earth, the sympathy in Cheng Miao's heart was greater than the fear. She took two steps forward and softened her voice, "How can we help you."
The ghost woman didn't say anything, but the lantern in her hand was dripping with blood-like candle tears, "You can only reincarnate if you destroy the lantern."
Cheng Miao and Liang Ge looked at the words on the ground and were speechless. In fact, the way to relieve Zhangjiacun's death was very simple. As long as they destroyed the lantern, they could live in peace.
But the villagers are too ignorant and too fearful.
They dare not destroy the life-saving lantern, and would rather find some evil ways than try to truly repent for the mistakes they have committed.
It was the villagers who trapped the undead and themselves.
Cheng Miao nodded, "How can we destroy the lantern?"
The ghost woman suddenly raised her bloody face to face Cheng Miao. Cheng Miao told herself in her heart not to show fear, so Lian Ge watched with interest as Cheng Miao was so frightened that he faced the ghost woman expressionlessly. See.
"Giggle..." The flesh and blood on the ghost woman's face moved, and she suddenly let out a sharp cry that sounded like tears and laughter.
The lantern in her hand was shaking violently, and Zhu Lei blurted out a line of words on the ground, "Use fire."
Use fire?
Cheng Miao frowned, is it that simple?
"It's very sad. I was trapped by my own relatives for so long using such clumsy techniques." Lian Ge suddenly spoke. Cheng Miao looked sideways and saw a sympathetic and sad expression suddenly appeared on Lian Ge's face.
Lian Ge's expression was almost unchanged, which made Cheng Miao's heart move slightly. Lian Ge was also a kind-hearted woman at heart.
The ghost girl seemed to be told the central point by Lian Ge, and her body trembled violently. It took a while to calm down, and she stood quietly on the spot.
Liange had already suppressed the expression on his face at this time, as if he was not the one who said this just now, "Let's go."
Cheng Miao also knew that there were no other clues. She took one last look at the ghost woman standing quietly by the altar and followed Lian Ge out.
The two of them quickly returned to the room with their footsteps like the wind.
Cheng Miao was lying on the bed, feeling confused. After entering the dungeon, her phone couldn't be used, and she couldn't report to Lin Zhu and the others that she was safe.
It is not easy to burn all the lanterns. You need to wait until the whole village gets together.
At that time, there was only ancestor worship tomorrow night.
But tomorrow we still need to rely on lanterns to ward off evil spirits during the day. Tonight is because of the bUff. The ghost woman has told them so much. If others don’t have lanterns to protect their bodies during the day, they will still die.
Cheng Miao closed her eyes and thought, then fell asleep in a daze.
At dawn the next morning, Lin Zhu and the others opened the door and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Cheng Miao fetching water and washing up.
The lanterns were not lit last night and no one died. Everyone looked like they were surviving the disaster.
The village chief, on the other hand, could no longer carry his hands today and came angrily to question Cheng Miao Lantern.
Cheng Miao didn't have a good impression of the people in Zhangjiacun now. She slowly poured the water out of the basin and said coldly, "Does the village chief want to search you? Where are the lanterns? When we come out, not only are there no lanterns at our door, but also other people's houses." No, why didn’t the village chief ask other people?”
The village chief holds the old blood in his chest and lights lanterns at night to attract ghosts. Who would light lanterns except the few at the player's door?
"You must have taken the lantern. If you don't take it out now, don't blame us for being rude." Just after the village chief finished speaking, Cheng Miao felt someone approaching, and the next second he saw Yan Qi and Ye Zi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. On one side, Qin Musong and Lian Ge appeared behind them.
The two held their own props, Yan Qi's was an axe, and Ye Zi's was a long syringe.
The two of them knew some skills, and they managed to get close to the crowd without anyone noticing, and then captured the two most powerful ones.
Qin Musong looked at Cheng Miao, who shook his head slightly.
With Qin Musong's professional skills, even if Yan Qi had the upper hand, he would not be able to take advantage, let alone the unknown Lian Ge, but Cheng Miao wanted to know what the village chief wanted to do with them now.
Cheng Miao took out three lanterns from his backpack and threw them on the ground, causing the surrounding villagers to scream in surprise.
They threw themselves on the lantern as if they were risking their lives. They looked left and right to make sure the lantern was not damaged before carefully putting it away and staring at Cheng Miao.
The village chief now completely removed his disguise, "Tie them up and send them to the altar!"
