As soon as he woke up, the three of them cast their gazes over. He sat up awkwardly, his whole body was sore. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start, especially when he saw Li Hongying, the terrifying scene he saw before he fainted from fright came back to his mind.
Huzi swallowed, watching Jiang Xiaoli put a chopstick of fat cow into his mouth. Then he asked him, "What do you know about this village?"
This question is obviously too broad, Huzi was stunned for a moment, "For example...?"
"The female ghost in white clothes that suddenly appeared in the village, the Baby Crying River outside, and the black dragon we haven't seen yet...you call it the Holy Spirit." Jiang Xiaoli said.
"Ah, these... I also heard these from others..." Huzi recalled, "The Holy Spirit... seems to have come to our village a long time ago, and it has always protected our village. We don't know the reason, but I know that I have to offer sacrifices to it every year. The more sacrifices, the stronger the power of the Holy Spirit, and it can... bless us better."
"Later, the Holy Spirit began to ask for... a daughter-in-law. It asked us to find a girl, give the girl a dowry, and then the girl would be tied to a sedan chair, and we would hold a ceremony and throw the girl into the river." Huzi showed a bit of grief when he said this He lowered his head and paused for a while before continuing, "Babycry River... It is said that there was no Babycry River a long time ago, and that river was only called Heilong River."
"But then... our village was too poor, and the land was barren, so we couldn't grow much crops. Some families just wanted a boy... If there were too many, they would all die. I don't know how many years ago it was At first, I heard from my grandpa that something was wrong with the river in their generation. He said that when someone touched the baby’s skull while washing clothes by the river, he went crazy when he returned home.”
"It should be accumulated a little bit. Maybe I can't raise it anyway, so I might as well dedicate it to the river god... But the river god didn't show up. There are too many children, and there may be hundreds of bare bones. Well, drowned children Too much, heavy resentment, dead energy, negative energy? It just became like that.” Hu Zi sighed and said, “Year after year, no one can help. We asked the Holy Spirit for help, but the Holy Spirit just They're confined to the river... As long as we don't touch the water, those kids can't hurt us."
Jiang Xiaoli thought to himself that sure enough, those ghost babies trapped in the river were imprisoned by the river god. Otherwise, with the thickness of the Yin Qi and the number of resentful spirits in the river... this village would have been a dead village long ago.
"As for that female ghost..." Huzi hesitated, "She seems to have appeared... more than ten years ago. I heard that she is a relative of Boss Hu and the others, and they also live in the village. She gave birth to a girl's family, and she didn't want to sink the child Had a quarrel with her husband's family, but... the man threw the child into the river while she was sleeping. Her mind was not right, and she was not right in the first place. When she was stimulated, she went crazy, holding a butcher's knife in the middle of the night Cut down the man's family. Then committed suicide, became a ghost, and was trapped in the village.... After becoming a ghost, she became even more crazy. She just wanted to kill people, and wanted to kill the whole village to be buried with her children. But the Holy Spirit protected us, and she never succeeded. Later, she just killed the stranger who strayed in." The stories are very short, light in words but heavy in content.
Jiang Xiaoli pursed her lower lip, she didn't expect that female ghost to be such a ghost. Jiang Xiaoli looked at Huzi, Huzi's eyes were always looking into the pot, and his Adam's apple kept wriggling. He didn't fluctuate much when he told the story of the baby crying river and the woman, and even narrated it in an ordinary tone.
... Even if he is dissatisfied with the Holy Spirit, it is because the Holy Spirit has robbed the girl he likes. Abandoning a baby seems to be very normal in Huzi's mind, so he doesn't have the slightest sympathy for that woman.
"Actually, there are quite a few ghosts in our village, but most of them were wiped out by waves of outsiders." Seeing Jiang Xiaoli watching him silently, Huzi added after thinking.
Jiang Xiaoli nodded and looked at Li Hongying and Wei Qianrong. The two of them didn't turn their eyes, Jiang Xiaoli looked into the pot, two pairs of chopsticks stirred the red oil and kept flying, the two were fighting for the last piece of fat beef in the pot
— No, isn’t there still in the bowl outside? Why can't I play it by myself, I have to grab the piece in the pot
"Cough, don't you have any ideas?" No one answered, so Jiang Xiaoli had no choice but to speak.
"I don't have any idea, it's just a guess." They guessed so many situations, and it's not surprising that they got one of them. When Wei Qianrong opened his mouth like this, Li Hongying knocked off Wei Qianrong's piece of meat with his chopsticks, and directly grabbed the piece of fat beef into his mouth, swallowing it without caring whether it was hot or not, and looked at it proudly.
"Li Hongying! You are a ghost, why are you still robbing?" Jiang Xiaoli was a little helpless, picked up the fat cow in the bowl and continued to pour it into the pot. "Then how do we crack this copy?"
"The female ghost will be destroyed when she comes out again. The words of the holy spirit... Wait, I don't know how the previous players cracked it." Wei Qianrong glanced at Huzi, and it would be great if the NPC knew, but it's obviously not very good. possible.
If the level can only be cleared by killing the sources of the three key events, then this dungeon must be a duplicate dungeon of reincarnation, otherwise they will not encounter the black dragon this time.
As for the whole river of ghosts, Wei Qianrong had no choice but to think about it anyway. Li Hongying? Li Hongying has ideas, but she can't deal with so many Yihe ghosts for the time being.
Jiang Xiaoli sighed, took out another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and waved to Huzi: "Come and eat together."
Huzi's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Li Hongying, seeing that the female ghost didn't respond, so he happily ran over. He couldn't wait to pick up a few pieces of thousand-sheet tofu, and when he was stretching his chopsticks towards the meat, Jiang Xiaoli said:
"Eat more and sleep in the woods tonight?"
"Cough cough, cough cough!"
"No, no, you will die! You can't leave the house at night, you must be at home, you must be at home, or you will die." Huzi waved his hands so frightened that he almost dropped his chopsticks. "It's really going to die, no one in our village dares to spend the night outside!"
This is true, there was no one in the village in the middle of the night, and it was as quiet as death.
"You won't die if you stay outside overnight." Jiang Xiaoli threw her arm at Li Hongying, "She will protect you."
Huzi: ...
Li Hongying:? ?
Li Hongying put down her chopsticks, the hot pot was no longer fragrant. She felt aggrieved: "Isn't this person useless? Just put it back."
"We're only on the second day, and we'll definitely find something else in the future. You can ask him then." Jiang Xiaoli said seriously, "Just watch over him a little bit to prevent him from dying."
Li Hongying snorted twice, sat beside Jiang Xiaoli and squeezed the tip of Jiang Xiaoli's left finger, and said nothing more. Jiang Xiaoli squeezed Li Hongying's fingers back a little amusingly, Li Hongying suddenly leaned close to her face and stared at it for a while, then turned her head with a bit of heat.
Wei Qianrong, who had been eating silently, finally stopped her chopsticks. She wiped her mouth with toilet paper, looked at Huzi who was at a loss and didn't even dare to put down her chopsticks, and asked, "What's the matter with the wind chimes at the gate of your village at night?"
oh! And wind chimes! forget! ... and the temple also has to ask. Jiang Xiaoli realized it later, and couldn't help patting his head, very annoyed.
Huzi let out an "ah" and dodged his eyes, "That, that... that's, it's just ordinary decorations..."
"That's what I asked, do you think it will be a decoration?"
Huzi lowered his head and remained silent, and he put the bowls and chopsticks on the grass. After a long silence, Hu Zi sighed, his face extremely haggard: "That is the protection of the Holy Spirit..."
"shelter?"
"Won't let us out of the house, and won't let in the wise ghosts."
"What is that red wind chime?" Wei Qianrong asked.
Huzi's face was ugly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Mark."
"What mark?"
"The red wind chimes are those foreigners who have received the dowry! They, they have been appointed, and the river god will marry them back one by one! They will be put on the sedan chair, and receiving the dowry is equivalent to agreeing to this kind of contract, so we cannot Resisting...it's very difficult to resist, and generally...you will definitely die." Huzi said a lot in one breath, and his expression became more and more decadent after he finished speaking, he covered his face very uncomfortable, maybe thinking of the player he liked once.
"... Men also marry?" Jiang Xiaoli looked strange.
Huzi has already broken the jar: "The holy spirit is not a human being. Besides, those outsiders are not used to reproduce."
Sinking into the river, besides being eaten and dying, what else will there be? "Bowry gift" and "marriage" are just a way of saying this contract, a way of deceiving people's eyes and ears.
"You saw it when you went to the river. To put it bluntly, it's a sacrifice. It's the same etiquette, but our village will call this 'river god marrying a wife'."
...Because the river god marrying a wife sounds a bit more tactful than the river god eating people, won't the players be too vigilant or afraid? ... No, for male players, marrying a wife is probably more terrifying than cannibalism, right? Especially those who can't resist... Jiang Xiaoli thought that many of the players who accepted the bride price seemed to be boys, and... some of them seemed to be particularly strong.
I don't know how they would react if they were forced to change into wedding dresses and carried on the sedan chair one night but couldn't struggle. The picture is so beautiful, I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it.
"What's the matter with the temple?" Wei Qianrong didn't respond to Huzi's explanation, but continued to ask.
"The one that worships the Holy Spirit... don't look at me like that, really, I know it's dedicated to the Holy Spirit. The village chief will occasionally go to worship and listen to the words of the Holy Spirit. I, we don't dare to go near that, It was cold, bleak, and scary once we got past."
Wei Qianrong still didn't say anything about this answer, she didn't nod or make any unnecessary movements, she just thought for a while, and then asked the third question: "What's the matter with the women in your village? - You should understand what I'm asking mean."