Chapter 24 The Dead Man’s Shroud

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These lanterns glowed scarlet in the darkness, swaying in the cold wind like fireflies, floating here and there strangely, spreading in all directions around the village.

I was startled by these weird red lanterns and quickly said, "Second uncle, why are there so many lanterns in the village?"

The second uncle's attention was successfully diverted by me, and he was suddenly startled. Then he turned back to look at the big red lanterns floating in the sky, his eyes bulged, and he showed a scary expression.

"The soul lamp guides the way... No, it seems that Wang is not willing to let you escape, and is using evil magic to find our traces!"

What?

I was so frightened that I curled up uncomfortably, "Is it really possible to find us with just these lanterns?"

The second uncle sighed, "You don't understand... this is called a life-killing soul lamp. Most of the people in the village were killed by the man named Wang. This old guy took away their life souls and used them to make soul lamps."

Inside every soul lamp, there is a villager’s wronged soul imprisoned.

"Once locked by these soul lanterns, our every move will be monitored by them."

Oh my God, there is such a weird magic in the world.

I was so frightened that my cheeks jumped wildly, and I said nonchalantly, "But... there are so many people dead in the village, how could someone named Wang control so many innocent souls at once?"

The second uncle pursed his lips tightly and said, "It seems that he did not come alone. There may be a huge organization behind Wang."

My second uncle’s words stunned me. After thinking about it carefully, I felt that they made sense.

No matter how powerful Master Wang is, it is impossible to set up evil formations, control so many bats to harm people, and collect the souls of all villagers in such a short period of time.

What the second uncle said makes sense. Behind the surname Wang, there is definitely an organization that specializes in harming people.

Thinking of this, I feel even more miserable.

What's more, this coffin maker named Wang is so difficult to deal with, not to mention that he has found other helpers.

The second uncle's face was extremely gloomy, and he smiled bitterly, "I underestimated the abilities of these people. It seems that I can't wait until dawn, so pack your things and follow me!"

He picked up the baggage again and took me to escape through a path to the west of the village.

There is more than one way out of the village. In addition to the stone bridge at the entrance of the village, we can also leave through the mass graves on the west side of the village.

However, that road is very remote and is specially used for burying dead people. After the old people in the village die of illness, most of them will be carried to the west mountain for burial. There are graves everywhere, so no one usually passes by that road.

But now I don’t care about that much anymore.

When we ran out of the house, we found more and more lanterns floating in the sky, and they all automatically gathered in the direction of my house.

The blood-red lanterns were like eyes hanging in the sky, constantly chasing us. No matter which direction my second uncle and I ran, there was no way to escape the pursuit of these lanterns.

The second uncle gritted his teeth, "Damn it, there are too many soul lanterns. The evil spirit in the village is very strong now. There are only two of us alive. It is easy for the ghosts in the lanterns to sense their aura..."

Before he finished speaking, I heard a large number of gloomy ghost cries coming from the sky, lingering in my ears along with the gloomy wind.

"Uuuu...Zhou Xuan, we died miserably."

"Why should I die? I haven't married a wife yet. I don't want to die..."

"Gee, the master said that as long as we catch Zhou Xuan, we can be free!"

The gloomy ghost cries roared along with the cold wind, and every swaying blood-colored lantern reflected a miserable blue human face.

My soul was scared out of my mind, and I opened my mouth to shout, but my second uncle covered my mouth with his hand, pulled me to continue running, and at the same time warned me in a deep voice,

"Don't shout. The moment you open your mouth, you will release your yang energy, and it will be easier for them to find us!"

I nodded blankly and was dragged away by my second uncle like a puppet.

After running for several minutes, we finally arrived at the mass graves in West Village. Looking at the large number of graves and soil bags standing on the hillside, I felt a cold air seeping out from the soles of my feet and reaching the sky.

The grave soil bags here have actually been dug up, and there are exposed coffins and scattered jagged bones everywhere.

I was so frightened that my voice changed, "Damn it, why don't you even let the old man in the grave be spared!"

The second uncle said solemnly, "This is an evil magic method for raising ghosts. Opening the coffin of the deceased and using evil magic to summon the souls of the deceased can form a magic circle that gathers the yin. Together with the evil formations at the entrance and end of the village, the village will be destroyed." It has become a gathering point, and as time goes by, the evil spirit in the village continues to increase sharply. When the evil spirit gathers to a certain concentration, all the lonely souls and wild ghosts within a ten-mile radius will be attracted to it."

My scalp was numb, "They started such a big battle just to deal with my mother?"

"Well, your mother's fate is a bit special. She is a yin bone body that is rare in a hundred years. Even after death, she will become a particularly powerful ghost. It is not something that ordinary warlocks can deal with. Only this kind of extremely yin formation can suppress it. .”

The second uncle took a deep breath, turned back indifferently, stared at the bloody lantern that was getting closer and closer to us, gritted his teeth and said,

"Now that the Hundred Ghost Formation is complete, and with the addition of these souls summoned by evil magic, if someone named Wang gets hold of you again, I'm afraid your mother will no longer be able to resist."

He grabbed my shoulders hard and said, "Now you have become the key to the outcome of their fight. No matter what, you must not fall into the hands of Wang again."

"Um!"

I nodded heavily, even if it was just for my mother, I must escape and never fall into the hands of the bad guys again.

But while making up my mind, my doubts about my second uncle also became deeper.

If I remember correctly, it was less than three days since the second uncle returned to Zhoujiagou. Why did he know so many inside stories?

Thinking of the words on that note, I became even more confused.

The second uncle didn't notice the change on my face. He directly pulled out the black short knife, inserted it into the nearby grave mound, and dug open a newly repaired mound.

I was shocked and asked my second uncle what he was doing.

The second uncle didn't answer. He dug harder at the top of the grave and opened the coffin, revealing a recently deceased body. Then he made a move that made me even more puzzled.

I saw him directly pulling off the shroud from the body, throwing it at my feet, and said in an unquestionable tone, "Put the shroud on yourself quickly!"

What?

My face turned pale with fright, and I stammered, "Why do you want me to wear clothes of a dead person?"

"Do as I say first!"

The second uncle raised his head and looked at the soul lamp that was getting closer and closer. A large red light flickered in the night, lighting up the entire mass grave like a starry sky.

The soul lamp was getting closer and closer. When my second uncle saw that I still refused to put on the dead man's shroud, he simply jumped on the grave bag, picked up the shroud and put it on me forcefully.

"Be obedient, this is the only way I can save your life!"

All right.

Although I didn't understand what my second uncle said, those lanterns emitting a strange red light slowly floated over, illuminating almost the entire mass grave.

The ghosts in the flickering lanterns became clearer and clearer, and I could even hear them grinding their teeth and grinning!

With no time to hesitate, I gritted my teeth and directly followed my second uncle's instructions and put the dead man's shroud on myself.