Chapter 13 Killing a chicken in the middle of the night

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The moment he stepped onto the suspension bridge, the ghost bus in Jiang Yan's body sent an early warning, and a sudden heart palpitation stopped him in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" The man in the black hat had already walked a few steps and looked back at Jiang Yan in confusion.

Apparently the man in the black hat didn't have the same reaction as him.

Jiang Yan shook his head and said:

"It's nothing, I just felt a little uncomfortable suddenly. Maybe it's the sequelae of driving the Ghost Bus just now."

"Then you really have to be careful." But the man in the black hat suddenly became serious,

"It seems that you have very little understanding of the ghosts you control. I shouldn't have told you this originally, but now that you are also a ghost controller, it doesn't hurt to tell you. In the International Ghost Controllers Conference, supernatural events are divided into Five levels: S, A, B, C, and D.”

"Among them, D-class supernatural events have a fixed location, very strict killing rules, and only a few kills."

"C-level supernatural events happen in different places, and the killing rules are relatively simple. For example, my windbreaker ghost is a typical C-level ghost."

"Class B supernatural events have a wider impact and can destroy a town if not controlled. Your ghost bus should fall into this category."

"A-level supernatural incidents are very dangerous and can destroy a city if not controlled. Of course, I have not been exposed to such incidents yet."

"But the level of supernatural events is only used to indicate the harm of ghosts to society, and has nothing to do with the degree of terror. For example, a D-level ghost may be more terrifying than an A-level ghost, and some ghosts may even grow."

The man in the black hat told so much information about the ghost masters at once, because he believed that Jiang Yan would soon become a member of the ghost masters in the future, and might even be a very powerful ghost master, so it was almost impossible to trap him at this time. That’s okay too.

After listening to his story, Jiang Yan understood a little more about the situation of the ghost in his body. Simply put, the horror level of the ghost bus is B level, and it can destroy a town if not controlled.

But Jiang Yan felt vaguely uneasy. He felt that Ghost Bus was more terrifying than that, because he only controlled a very small part of Ghost Bus' power.

While the two were discussing, Zhang Tiantian said impatiently:

"Come on, let's talk about ghosts in the mountains and wild mountains. It scares me to death."

"Okay, let's go." Jiang Yan nodded and moved on. He also wanted to see what was going on in Gongyue Village.

The three of them were walking on the suspension bridge. The wind was freezing and the wooden boards under their feet were so rotten that they seemed to break if they stepped on them with just a little force.

At the same time, the fog on both sides became thicker and thicker.

The suspension bridge was only a hundred meters wide, so they walked across it quickly. After crossing the suspension bridge, there was a dark forest.

There is a one-meter-wide concrete stone road in the forest, which winds and leads into the dark depths.

"College student, your girlfriend is not from a savage tribe, is she? She actually lives in a place like this. Fortunately, this path is made of cement, otherwise I really thought we were surviving in the wilderness." The man in the black hat joked upon seeing this.

"There's nothing you can do about it, it's just like this in rural areas, just get used to it." Of course Jiang Yan did not forget to speak for his girlfriend.

After walking on the concrete stone road for nearly ten minutes, the three of them finally arrived in front of the village.

From a distance, this village looks like an ordinary village. Lights are lit sporadically in the low-rise bungalows, and the sound of the latest TV series playing on the TV can be faintly heard.

The gate of the village is very large, with three large red characters "Gongyue Village" engraved on the gate plaque.

Jiang Yan focused on the word "work" and wanted to see whether it was "work" or "red".

But the name on the door plaque is indeed "Gongyue Village", and there is no trace of the radical on the left side of the word "".

The man in black hat seemed to notice his thoughts and smiled:

"What's wrong? Don't think too much. You are too nervous. Don't scare yourself. Calmness and calmness are the most important qualities of a ghost master. Besides, we have two ghost masters here. Even if there is something weird in this village , self-protection shouldn’t be a problem.”

"What you said makes sense, but I don't know if it's the influence of the ghost's resurgence. The ghost bus in my body always makes me feel uneasy." Jiang Yan said helplessly.

"Then don't worry about it. This is a normal phenomenon. You need to get used to it when you are new to driving a ghost. I won't say so much, just go into the village. Your girlfriend is almost gone."

After hearing what he said, Jiang Yan came back to his senses and found that Zhang Tiantian had indeed gone away, and the two of them immediately followed him.

After entering the village gate, there is a cement road. Next to the cement road, a two-story red brick house first came into their sight.

The balcony on the second floor of the bungalow was lit with lights, and dim light spread in the yard in front of the bungalow.

"This is the village chief's home." Zhang Tiantian introduced.

The two nodded. The village chief's house is very close to the entrance of the village. This is normal, but it is already three o'clock in the morning. Why is the village chief's house still lit with lights, and the lights on the balcony.

The yard of the village chief's house is surrounded by a black iron fence and has some palm trees planted inside. It looks very normal.

The three of them slowly passed by the yard, but they smelled the smell of blood.

This made Jiang Yan couldn't help but look curiously through the iron bars into the yard. The man in the black hat on the side also did the same thing.

But the scene before them confused them even more.

In the middle of the yard, under the dim light, a white-haired old man in his seventies was killing a chicken.

The chicken's throat had been cut and bled, and now it was soaking in hot water and being plucked by this old man.

Jiang Yan couldn't understand, and even thought it was a bit strange, why did the village chief kill the chicken in the middle of the night?

The man in the black hat asked directly:

"Little sister, your village chief is so weird. You kill chickens in the early morning, and the smell is so fishy."

But Zhang Tiantian didn’t seem to find it strange and said disapprovingly:

"This is normal, because these days are the Double Ninth Festival to worship ancestors, otherwise I wouldn't be in a hurry to go home. Don't you kill chickens for ancestor worship over there?"

"The point is not to kill the chicken..." the man in the black hat said helplessly.

But then he thought about it, and what Zhang Tiantian said made sense. Killing chickens to worship ancestors was their local custom, so there was nothing strange about it.

But Jiang Yan on the side didn't think so. It wasn't that he didn't believe Zhang Tiantian's explanation, and he also discovered something weird.

When he looked towards the yard just now, his eyes swept across the second floor unintentionally.

The lights were off on the second floor of the village chief's house. Nothing could be seen in the dark room, but the room near the balcony could be illuminated by light, so Jiang Yan could vaguely see the scene in that room.

He saw a dark figure standing tall in the dim room, as if looking at him.

For some reason, that kind of gaze made Jiang Yan's hair stand on end.

"Tiantian, does your village chief live alone?" In order to find out the identity of the figure, Jiang Yan asked Zhang Tiantian in front of him.

"The village chief... I remember he had a son who worked outside all year round and never came back," Zhang Tiantian recalled.

"Son, what does his son look like? Is he tall?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Oh, why are you asking this? I only met his son when he was a child, so I don't know how tall he is now." Zhang Tiantian was a little impatient.

"Stop asking so many questions and go home quickly. Mom said you can't leave the house at night, otherwise the consequences will be serious."

When they heard this, the two of them were shocked.