The canteen was built not far from their guest house.
Different from the guest house, this cafeteria looks... weird.
Generally speaking, a canteen is a hall where everyone sits and eats together.
But the canteen in Qiyu Village is divided into three floors, and there are many small rooms specially provided for diners.
While cooking, Ning Qiushui asked the aunt in charge:
"Auntie, do all the canteens here have small rooms like this?"
The aunt who was cooking didn't seem to expect that Ning Qiushui would ask her this question. She was stunned for a long time, a flash of panic flashed deep in her eyes, and then she hesitated and said:
"Yep."
"It used to be a big canteen... but then some tourists who came to visit didn't like it. Tourism is an important source in the village... so we changed it to a small room like this."
When Ning Qiushui heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly.
"That source? Which source?"
The aunt who was cooking seemed a little flustered by Ning Qiushui's sharp eyes. She looked away and said:
"It's...the economy."
"It seems to be called economics... Oh, auntie, I'm just a cook and I don't understand this!"
"For questions in this regard, you'd better ask the relevant person in charge."
Ning Qiushui nodded slightly and said with a smile:
"Thanks."
He carried the meal to the small cubicle on the left on the first floor.
Bai Xiaoxiao and Liu Chengfeng were chatting about something.
Seeing Ning Qiushui coming in, Liu Chengfeng asked hurriedly:
"Brother, did you hear a cry for help outside the window last night?"
Ning Qiushui put down the plate.
"heard it."
"It's the man who died outside calling for help."
"He first ran out of the woods, then scratched his neck like crazy, and finally... pulled his head off."
Listening to Ning Qiushui's calm description, Liu Chengfeng felt a chill on his back.
"He, he... ripped off his own head?!"
"How can this be?"
Bai Xiaoxiao, who was picking up the food, said lightly:
"Nothing is impossible in the world behind the Blood Gate."
"Ning Qiushui and I were definitely not the only ones who saw this scene last night."
"The man screamed for a long time before he died after tearing off his own head."
"No one went out to save him... It's a good thing no one went out, otherwise we wouldn't know what would happen!"
After Bai Xiaoxiao finished speaking, Liu Chengfeng trembled violently.
He could imagine how weird and terrifying that scene was!
But these two people in front of me...are so calm?
Forget about Bai Xiaoxiao, he is an old man who has gone through the bleeding gate. Is Ning Qiushui's psychological quality... not normal?
"So...why did he rip his own head off?"
Liu Chengfeng asked this question cautiously.
There was silence at the dining table for a while, and Ning Qiushui suddenly took out a small wooden sign from his arms and placed it on the table.
"I don't know why he tore off his own head, but I know... he definitely encountered something unclean in the temple on the mountain behind the Rain Praying Village!"
The two of them looked at the wooden sign in Ning Qiu's hand, and their eyes suddenly froze.
That turned out to be... a dead man's tablet!
"Brother, this is..."
"Found it in his arms."
"F*ck! This, this, this... this is a very ominous thing, you dare to touch it!"
Ning Qiushui shook his head.
He took out the blood jade again and placed it next to the deceased's tablet.
The blood jade did not glow.
"I have tested it and there is nothing wrong with the tablet itself. The problem lies in the temple."
Bai Xiaoxiao took the tablet, stretched out her finger, and gently rubbed the name on the tablet, her beautiful eyes shining.
"Guangchuan..."
She whispered the name softly, as if she thought of something.
Then, Bai Xiaoxiao put the tablet to her nose and smelled it, raising her eyebrows lightly.
"It smells like incense candles."
"It does look like an offering to the dead."
Liu Chengfeng on the side said:
"Smell it for me?"
Bai Xiaoxiao handed him the tablet.
Liu Chengfeng came closer and smelled it, and his expression suddenly changed.
Seeing that something was wrong with him, the two people hurriedly asked:
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
Liu Chengfeng's expression was solemn and his voice was a little dry:
"My uncle used to specialize in playing incense... Usually when offering offerings to the dead, he used sandalwood or agarwood, or ambergris, etc. The seven incense not only represents the living's respect for the deceased, but also The most important thing is to eliminate toxins and ward off evil spirits.”
"But the fragrance on this tablet...is actually the Yin Xiang of Sophora japonica, which is used to attract evil spirits!"
"Things like that... are not sold on the market at all. They are all made by masters of incense using special methods!"
After saying that, he smelled it again to confirm that he had not made a mistake.
As a result, the three fell into silence again.
They all realized that something was wrong in this village——
The things enshrined in the temple at the back of Qiyu Village don’t seem to be gods, but...dead people!
What's even weirder is...
Some people actually use the incense of locust wood that attracts ghosts to worship the souls of these dead people!
"I told you, your blood gate this time is super troublesome..."
There was a rare look of solemnity between Bai Xiaoxiao's brows.
"Its actual difficulty is probably higher than a normal person's fourth or even fifth door!"
"But it is actually conceivable that if there was no underworld and so many twists and turns, it would not be possible to give birth to such a terrifying ghost as you encountered in the first blood gate..."
Ning Qiushui remembered something and told them about the burning things crawling in the room last night.
Both of them shook their heads, saying that they had not encountered this thing last night.
Even so, Liu Chengfeng's face was still very ugly!
The village behind the Blood Gate...is really too hellish.
"It seems that we have to speed up the progress. The temple festival will be held in the village in six days. This is the deadline for the Blood Sect to find a way out for us. If we can't find a way out in these six days... then wait until When the temple festival is held, something very, very scary will definitely happen!”
Bai Xiaoxiao said, a scary smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, making the two people on the side shudder.
"Okay, Sister Bai, the world behind the Blood Gate is scary enough. Please stop playing tricks here. Where should we go after dinner later?"
Liu Chengfeng raised his hands and surrendered.
Bai Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, put down her chopsticks again, and said:
"Go to the nearest one first."
"About two miles away from here, there is a Buxing Temple. We can go there first and take a look. By the way...ask the villagers who Guangchuan is."
"I have a hunch that this dead man named Guangchuan is an important clue to unlocking all this!"
Both agreed.
After the meal, they went back to the guest house.
Just as Bai Xiaoxiao said, the headless body was gone.
Even the blood on the ground disappeared completely.
It's like nothing happened here.
In the guest house, Hou Kong also stayed in his room.
But he sat at his desk like a puppet, only repeating two things -
Drink water, answer the phone.
"Hey! Okay! I will arrange it!"
"Gulu!"
"Hey! Okay! I will arrange it!"
"Gulu!"
"Why……"
After just watching for a while, the three of them had a creepy feeling.
Ning Qiushui tried to talk to Hou Kong, but no matter what he said, the other party would only say "yes" with a smile.
Seeing that nothing could be asked, the three of them had no choice but to come out of the guest house.
The sun was shining on them, but the three of them couldn't feel the slightest warmth.
"Damn...this place is too evil!"
Liu Chengfeng rubbed his arms with both hands and cursed.
Bai Xiaoxiao put on her backpack and said:
"Where are we now? The evil affairs are still behind..."
"Look, your door... has just begun."
"I hope you won't leave any psychological shadow when you leave this door..."
PS: There are still three updates today. It’s too late to finish the remaining one, so I’ll post it together tomorrow afternoon.
Good night!
