The village is more dilapidated than imagined.
Previously, I was hiding behind the curtain of heavy rain, making it difficult to see what was really happening. Now I got closer and lifted the veil, and I was shocked to realize that the village had either incomplete roofs or crumbling walls. The wood rotted and grew fungi, and the walls were washed away by the rain. Then muddy water dripped down.
"ah……"
A half-exclamation rang out, and Li Changan looked back. Feifei was standing there with a stern face. At his feet, a withered corpse was pillowed in the muddy water, with only one arm flying far away.
Li Changan said nothing. He walked over, picked up his arm, put it back into the arms of the corpse, turned around and continued walking into the village.
Deeper in the village, many coffins suddenly appeared. These coffins were as dilapidated and rotten as the village. It's okay under the half-collapsed roof. Those exposed to the wind and rain are covered with moss and weeds, and some black and withered hands and feet stick out from the dark green.
Feifei's face was a little stiff.
"What, are you afraid?"
"Afraid? It's just some dead people." Feifei stiffened his neck and defended, "I have witnessed the battle of Dinghaichuan in the fifth year of Tianzheng and the annihilation of Bailian Road in Hezhou in the sixth year of Tianzheng!"
In the end, maybe I felt it was not convincing enough.
"I've seen more dead people than you've ever seen alive!"
Is it? Then you must have never seen the Spring Festival Transport.
Besides, how can living people be afraid of the dead body? What they are afraid of is what is outside the body.
Li Changan did not argue with him, but went separately to find a place to live.
Soon after.
"Taoist priest! Taoist priest!"
Li Changan followed the sound.
"I found it."
Feifei excitedly pointed at a large house that seemed to be intact and shouted. Li Changan looked carefully. The house was made of stone with green tiles. The thick door was tightly closed, and the roof and walls were intact. It stood out among the ruins.
Ah! This Feifei really has some talent as a thief, and as soon as he takes action, he finds the rightful owner.
In this dazed moment, Feifei had already tied up the horse and couldn't wait to push the door open and enter.
Seeing this, Li Changan's face became more playful. He led the big green donkey to the lion's den and patted the donkey's head.
"Be smart."
"Ah uh!"
Maybe it was my first time away from home, and everything I saw was new. Feifei couldn't stop looking left and right in the room, but in fact there was nothing special about this room.
This house is the village's ancestral hall. The upper stage is filled with spiritual tablets, and there are lamp stands on both sides. The lamp oil on the lamp stands has long dried up, leaving only some brown stains. There was a hole on the roof near the door, which was previously blocked by a high wall and neither of them noticed it.
The only strange thing is that there is a large stone platform in the center of the room, placed alone in the empty hall, just like this ancestral hall, it is strangely eye-catching.
Feifei turned around with interest for a long time before he remembered that it was getting late and he should prepare a bed. It happened that the stone platform was flat and of a suitable length and width, so it could be used as a bed.
He was about to go out excitedly, went to take off his pillow from the package on his horse, and suddenly turned his head and said to Li Changan.
"That table is mine."
Li Changan blinked a few times and said with a smile:
"Please."
………………
"Feifei."
"Feifei."
Feifei opened his eyes suddenly.
A big green face is in front of you.
He trembled and was about to scream, but his mouth was blocked. As soon as his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, it was also suppressed.
Feifei's heart felt cold, but he also had a fierce personality, and he couldn't use the sword. He put his chin away and exposed his forehead to hit him.
"Look clearly, it's me!"
The green-faced man shouted in a low voice, and his voice was very familiar. Feifei stopped in a hurry and took a closer look. It turned out to be Li Changan.
He stared at Li Changan blankly for a while, then suddenly trembled his lips and said:
"You...why did you die suddenly!"
"You're the one who died!" Even Li Changan couldn't help but feel dumbfounded at this moment. He raised his finger in front of his lips, making a silencing gesture, and pointed around.
Feifei took a look and discovered that the lamp stands were lit with faint green lights. The green light danced, making the room look like a ghost. It turns out that Li Changan's green face was not because he died and became a ghost, but because he was dyed by the green light.
His panic calmed down slightly, but he vaguely remembered the weird legends in the old man's memories. He inadvertently raised his head, and saw a dim moon with blood-rimmed edges embedded in the hole in the roof, like... like a monster. eye.
He shuddered.
"There's...something's wrong here!"
He suddenly remembered Li Changan's earlier expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, and the rumors of slaying demons.
"He must know something."
Feifei came back to his senses, grabbed his sword, turned around to look for the Taoist priest, and found Li Changan at the gate, waving to him.
He tiptoed over.
"you……"
"Shhh."
Li Changan signaled him not to speak, and then pointed to the gap in the door.
Feifei looked at the crack in the door as Li Changan pointed.
At this time, the showers had stopped, and the sky should have been clear and clear, but for some reason a mist appeared in the village. The turbid light shone from the dim moon, illuminating the mist dimly, as if there were a large group of people. Walk slowly towards the ancestral hall.
"Who are they?"
Feifei turned around and asked Li Changan softly, but she also felt that there was something wrong with what she said.
Li Changan did not answer, but pointed to the side outside the door.
Feifei looked over again as he pointed, and there was a completely collapsed house, with a tattered coffin lying among the ruins.
Sudden.
The coffin shook slightly, and the lid slowly slid down. A shriveled corpse seemed to be moaning silently with its mouth open. It stood up from the coffin, then moved staggeringly and merged into the crowd in the fog.
"This this……"
Feifei's heart was already in her throat.
"This is..."
There was a slight rubbing sound in the room, and Feifei felt that his heart had jumped out and would never come back.
He turned back slowly.
There was a crack in the stone platform indoors.
…………………………
The thick door of the ancestral hall was slowly pushed open, and a large group of people poured in together with the mist.
Suddenly, the green fire burned brightly on the lampstand.
The fog dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the figure.
Who is this person! The withered and yellow hair, the shriveled torso, and the decayed clothing materials were clearly dead people who had just crawled out of the coffin!
This group of dead people stood in order in the hall, separated into standing orders like living people, and then they all knelt down on the ground and kowtowed in front of the stone platform.
As the dead man kowtows, the stone platform suddenly vibrates, and amidst the friction sound of "Kazi", the "table" of the stone platform slowly moves away.
At the same time, there was an inaudible movement on the beam above the stone platform.
It turned out that Li Changan and Feifei were hiding on the beam. When they saw the "stone platform" opened, they were afraid that some monster would emerge from inside, so they looked at the two of them and carefully changed their positions.
Fortunately, there was a lot of movement on the stone platform, which covered up the small sounds made by Li Changan and others.
The "stone platform" slowly opened, and a dead man jumped out of it. It's just that this dead man seems to be plumper than the prostrate ones, with his hair still a little shiny, and his muscles, bones, skin and flesh still retaining some of the color of a living person.
Li Changan's face was heavy, which showed that this corpse demon had already developed a Taoist practice.
Feifei's expression turned even colder. The stone platform was actually a coffin, and he actually slept on a dead body for most of the night!
He gave Li Changan a vicious look. The Taoist priest must have known it, but he was too bad to remind him.
And there are changes under the rafters.
After the corpse demon came out of the sarcophagus, he closed the coffin again. It stood behind the sarcophagus. As soon as it raised its hand, the dead people underneath stood up. With another wave of its hand, several dead people walked out.
After a while.
"Yu Yu."
There was a scream of horses outside the door, and several dead people actually carried a horse back to the ancestral hall.
Feifei was shocked at first, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
It was not his lion that was brought in, but a pony.
The pony kept struggling along the way, but was held tightly by several dead men and could not move. The dead people placed it on the stone platform in front of the corpse demon and retreated. The pony didn't struggle at this moment, it just screamed "Hu Yu Yu" with water in its eyes.
The corpse demon stretched out its skinny claws and caressed the pony's neck, then slowly leaned down and bit it.
In the sucking sound.
The pony kept trembling, and the corpse demon's body was visibly regaining its vitality.
Lifting it up, it turned into an old man who had lived too long.
The corpse demon took a step back, and as if it was an order, the corpses swarmed forward!
It takes less than one stick of incense.
There was only a shriveled horse corpse riddled with holes on the stone platform.
The corpse demon took a step forward, and the dead people threw the horse corpse aside and returned to their original positions to stand. The corpse demon waved his hand again.
Li Changan's pupils narrowed and he pressed the hilt of the sword.
This time, what was carried in... was a living person!
