Sad music has long covered the fairy music.
Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng stood there and watched them slowly go away.
"How about we go?"
Chang Sheng thought for a while, "The situation in Dacheng Village is a bit wrong. Resentments are growing. There is a lot of danger here. It's better for Jin Nan to come and take a look."
Before, Changsheng thought that Dacheng Village was just haunted. They brought enough equipment to deal with ordinary ghosts and gods.
But now it seems that Dacheng Village has become a ghost village.
The scorching sun was shining in the sky and there were ghosts and shadows everywhere. It was obvious that this was no longer an ordinary little ghost. Maybe it was a higher level monster.
After all, they are only two mortals.
A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. Since the situation has changed, it is better to leave as soon as possible.
"Didn't you say there was a giant spirit cannon?"
Wang Xiaotai squinted her eyes and looked at this small mountain village that seemed normal under the sun.
"Why wait for others to handle it? Let's go in and take a look. If it has really become a ghost village and these people have turned into ghosts, wouldn't the Giant Spirit Cannon just come in handy?"
"Sister Changsheng is right. All fear of the unknown comes from lack of preparation. Fortunately you brought the Giant Spirit Cannon, otherwise our trip would have been in vain."
Wang Xiaotai hugged Changsheng's arm and shook it. She smiled and stretched out her green-white fingers, pointing at Dacheng Village not far away, "You can also show me the power of the giant spirit cannon."
With a 'bang' sound, the whole village was blown up into the sky. It must be a very spectacular scene, right?
If you fire a few more shots, you can even blow up the mountain behind. Wang Xiaotai is excited about the fantasy in her mind.
He touched the carriage parked nearby and touched the place where the giant spirit cannon was installed.
Changsheng thought about it and felt that Wang Xiaotai was really a kind-hearted and good boy. In order to satisfy her compassionate wish, Changsheng agreed to this idea.
"Among the ghosts, hell is wide open. You are dressed in white and descend from the sky to save the world. If you record this scene and spread it, you can attract many believers."
"Hopefully there's still someone alive in here."
Changsheng took Wang Xiaotai's hand, and under the bright sunshine, they walked into this weird Dacheng Village together.
Dacheng Village, which looks normal from the outside and even has pedestrians walking around, seems to be just a mirage, just an illusion.
As soon as they entered Dacheng Village, the illusion of void seen outside was shattered, revealing Dacheng Village stained with blood and bones everywhere.
Wang Xiaotai and Changsheng held hands and watched everything in front of them in silence.
As soon as Changsheng came in, he slapped seven or eight evil-exorcism talismans on them. Wang Xiaotai also tightly clutched the red-scaled dagger he had just taken out.
When in danger, she trusts the red scale dagger she carries with her more than the gorgeous and elegant Frost Flower Sword.
The roof tiles were broken and stained with blood. There were several bodies scattered on the roadside that were not buried in the rubble. It was impossible to distinguish between men, women, old and young.
Wang Xiaotai could vaguely see a corpse holding a woodcutter tightly in his hand. He held it so tightly, but it was useless because his entire arm had been torn off and thrown aside.
It can be seen that there has been a struggle with great disparity in strength here.
Wang Xiaotai even felt for a moment that she had returned to Jinghe three years ago.
"This is definitely not something a ghost can do."
Changsheng held his breath, not daring to take a big breath.
She always felt that there was a strange smell in the air. It was the smell of blood that even Ningxiang Pills could not dispel. "What is causing trouble here? It caused such a big killing."
"This is the tooth pattern of an animal."
Wang Xiaotai walked up to a corpse and squatted down, inspecting it carefully. Changsheng saw that she even turned over the corpse, which was so miserable that it was too bloody to look at.
Changsheng subconsciously wanted to tell her to stay away, but when he thought about it, compared to himself, Wang Xiaotai might have been used to these scenes.
She always forgets that Wang Xiaotai came out of the eight hundred miles of Jinghe River purgatory. She has seen hells bigger than this.
"They said Dacheng Village is haunted. Why are there monsters?"
Holding back his nausea, Changsheng covered his nose and moved closer to Wang Xiaotai.
"The corpses are still fresh. The monster should still be here."
Wang Xiaotai stood up with her skirt in hand, looked around, and then walked straight forward, "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Changsheng asked.
"Ancestral Hall."
This kind of remote mountain village is usually inhabited by people from the same family, and the more such a place is, the more emphasis is placed on family inheritance, just like Wang Xiaotai's family.
There must be an ancestral hall in the whole village, which is where the whole clan gathers to worship.
That is the center of the whole village.
Only there is an open space large enough to accommodate one or more beasts.
If you massacre an entire village, how can you spare the most important ancestral hall?
"Can we still leave now?"
Chang Sheng pulled Wang Xiao Tai and said, "Xiao Tai, my whole body is cold now and I feel very bad. For the sake of safety, let's leave now. There is no need to suffer in a place like this."
"Sister Changsheng, please go out first."
Wang Xiaotai gently but firmly rejected Changsheng, "I don't want to leave."
"This place is so similar to Jinghe and Anding that I can't leave."
Now when she mentioned the Jinghe massacre and the raging Qiantang, she thought she would be very angry.
But in fact there is no difference between three years and a lifetime.
Time has passed too long, and all the resentment and resentment in the past are like burnt coals. There is no burning temperature, only a lukewarm paleness. When touched, they will turn into scattered ashes and cannot be rekindled.
"Someone can come out of the 800-mile Jinghe River. Maybe there is someone waiting for me in Dacheng Village?"
Back then, Jin Nanjing took her out of the Jinghe River, and the situation changed. Now is it his turn to do this?
Wang Xiaotai has decided to at least take a look at the ghosts or beasts causing trouble here, and then immediately tear apart the talisman of the giant spirit cannon and raze this bloody and sinful place to the ground.
What Jin Nanjing can do, she can do the same.
Changsheng couldn't persuade her, so he had to follow her forward.
The child is young and energetic. As the elder sister, I just need to protect her.
After passing through more than half of the village, the broken houses suddenly became clear. What they saw was a courtyard with four entrances, with left and right sides lining each other, and a spacious hall.
There is a large square in front of the gate, with a stage, walls, patio, dining hall, worship hall and sleeping hall.
There is a pair of couplets on the left and right sides of the courtyard. The left side reads: Education comes first, and the right side reads: Filial Friends Unparalleled. There is a plaque hanging in the main hall, which reads: Zhou Family Ancestral Hall.
This is a rather exquisite ancestral hall with white walls and black tiles.
The Xiangtang is the main hall and the place where various sacrifices are conducted. The sleeping hall is the place where ancestors’ tablets are enshrined, and the worship hall is the place where rituals are performed.
In many places, outsiders are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall of the family. Sometimes, even if a member of the family wants to enter the ancestral hall, they have to ask the clan leader for permission. This is for the sake of clan ethics.
The whole village was covered with bloodstains, but this place was clean. The walls were white, the roof tiles were black, and even the large square in front was clean.
The door of this ancestral hall is now closed, and they are standing outside without entering. There is no doubt that this ancestral hall is the center of the entire village.
