After I put on the death shroud, my second uncle seemed not to be satisfied. He actually grabbed a lot of mud from under the grave and smeared it on my face.
I'm so disgusted. The soil on these graves is used to bury the dead. After the corpse rots, corpse gas will seep out of the coffin and mix with the soil on the graves. This also causes the silt under the graves to have a strong smell and emit... Smells disgustingly.
I didn’t understand why my second uncle would do something disgusting, but out of trust, I gritted my teeth and held back without resisting.
After a while, my second uncle smeared the mud all over my face and quickly pulled me into the grave.
Oddly enough, ever since I put on the death shroud, I felt that there were fewer lanterns gathering in the sky. Even the soul lanterns that originally shrouded our heads seemed to have lost their purpose and turned aimlessly for a few times. After a circle, it slowly floated in the other direction.
I was very surprised, but my second uncle kept covering my mouth with his hand to prevent me from speaking, and remained motionless hiding under the grave.
After a few minutes, when all the soul lanterns chasing us dispersed and drifted away aimlessly, the second uncle breathed a sigh of relief, released his hand covering my mouth, and leaned to the side. He gasped for air.
I still looked puzzled and pointed at the scattered soul lanterns, "Why don't they continue chasing?"
The second uncle glanced at me and lowered his voice proactively, saying that the soul lamp relies on its induction of Yang Qi to capture targets.
"This dead man's shroud has been buried in the soil for a while, and it is covered with corpse energy. When you put the dead man's shroud on your body, the yang energy on your body will also be blocked by the shroud. The wronged soul in the soul lamp senses Without your Yang Qi, we naturally won’t be able to track us.”
I said oh in a vague way, and then looked at my second uncle who was wiping his sweat, and suddenly felt something was wrong.
Second Uncle only wants me to wear the death shroud, but I don't wear it myself. Even if these soul lamps can't sense me, they should be able to sense the yang energy in Second Uncle's body.
My second uncle saw my confusion, shook his head and smiled strangely, "I have other ways to seal my Yang Qi, so I don't have to wear a death shroud like you."
All right.
I looked away, but my eyes flickered slightly, and I unknowingly deepened my suspicion of my second uncle.
We didn't stay in Luanfenggang for long. After avoiding the search of Soul Lantern, we got up again and walked behind Luanfenggang.
There is still a small ditch here, which is a little wider than the ditch at the entrance of the village. When we walked to the river, the scene in front of us made my second uncle and I take a breath of air-conditioning at the same time.
The rapid river was filled with thick white mist, and there were a large number of white paper boats floating on it.
These paper boats are the same as those I have seen at the entrance of the village before. Each paper boat made of white paper has a scarlet lantern hanging on it, and some paper figures can be seen swinging on the boat.
These paper figures are all cut out according to the proportions of this person, and the facial features are drawn with red pen, making them appear vivid. From a distance, they look like real people, and they look extremely scary.
When the second uncle saw this scene, his face became more serious, "Not only the entrance to the village has been decorated, but all the passages out of the village have also been decorated in the same way. Fortunately, there are no vampire bats here, so we can try to break through." Break in."
I walked along the river nonchalantly and said that there is no bridge here. If we want to cross the river, we can only use a boat. Where can we get a boat in the middle of the night?
The terrain of Zhoujiagou is quite special. It is surrounded by water on three sides and mountains on one side. Except for the stone bridge at the entrance of the village, there is only the road in the back mountain.
Unfortunately, both the entrance to the village and the road to the back mountain were blocked. If we wanted to leave the village in other directions, we had to go by boat.
But there are no rafts here, and there are so many paper boats floating on the river bed. If we go into the water, we will definitely be attacked by these paper boats.
The second uncle also thought of this, gritted his teeth and said, "I can only chop bamboo and make a simple bamboo raft."
After saying that, he walked to the bamboo forest by the river, cut down a large piece of green bamboo, and then tied the bamboos with bark to make a very simple bamboo raft.
We wasted a lot of time just to build the bamboo raft. Seeing that it was getting dark again, we had no time to test the strength of the bamboo raft. My second uncle pushed the bamboo raft underwater with force and gritted his teeth and said, "Let's get on the bamboo raft. As long as you float to the other side, you can escape and ascend to heaven."
I hummed and crept onto the bamboo raft.
This bamboo raft was very crude. It was temporarily tied up by my second uncle with more than a dozen bamboos. The draft was very deep. As soon as I climbed on it, I felt that the bamboo raft had sunk a little, and my calves were wet by the river water.
I was very worried that such a bamboo raft was not strong enough and might not be able to bear the weight of two people. But the time was too short and we did not have extra time to reinforce the bamboo raft. Soon the second uncle also jumped on the bamboo raft and took out the black short knife. A cut was made on the palm of his hand, and blood flowed down the blade and dripped on the bamboo raft.
He dipped his index finger in the blood and quickly drew a talisman on the bamboo raft. After a while, a blood talisman formed, telling me that I could row to the other side of the river.
"As long as the exorcism charms are not destroyed, those paper boats will not attack us. Fortunately, the river is not wide. If we work harder, we can reach the other side of the river soon."
I had no other choice, so I could only follow my second uncle's advice, push open the bamboo pulp, and row to the other side of the river.
There is still a lot of thick fog floating on the riverbed, which looks foggy and the vision is very unclear.
Fortunately, my second uncle didn't lie to me. The runes on the bamboo raft seemed to have a strong exorcism effect. When I opened the bamboo raft, the paper boats did not actively float towards us, and everything was calm.
I breathed a sigh of relief, carefully avoided the paper boat, and pushed the bamboo raft to the middle of the river bed. I was about to reach the other side. At this time, my second uncle suddenly pressed my shoulder with his hand and said in a deep voice,
"No, don't row any further."
"how?"
I was stunned for a moment, followed my uncle's eyes, and then found more thick fog floating on the other side of the river. Deep in the thick fog, a black figure was standing coldly on the bank, speaking in a hoarse and terrifying tone. roared,
"Haha, it's ridiculous to try to escape from Zhoujiagou in this way. Do you think you can really escape?"
Damn it, it was still discovered.
I was horrified and quickly stopped rowing. With the help of the lantern's light, I saw that the person standing in the thick fog was actually my third uncle!
No, it's not just the third uncle who's here.
Behind the third uncle were several other black ghost figures, namely grandma, third aunt, and many dead villagers...
They all raised their heads, revealing their purple-green faces, and stared at us with extremely ferocious and resentful eyes.
I was dumbfounded. Every one of my former "relatives" had turned into murderous ghosts. They were standing on the opposite side of the river sadly, grinding their teeth while waiting for my second uncle and I to come ashore. I felt so sad that I shouted in despair,
"Grandma, third uncle, I am Zhou Xuan, why do you want to harm me?"
The second uncle shook my shoulders vigorously and said, "Stop shouting. They have been turned into evil spirits. They are specially guarding the way out of the village. They will not show any affection to you at all."
Giggle...
As soon as my second uncle finished speaking, a gloomy cold wind came from the other side. Then I felt the raft under my feet began to shake violently. Big bubbles appeared one after another under the dark river water, and a large number of whirlpools emerged.
