wrong! Something's wrong!
Unnamed repeatedly filtered the events and clues obtained during this period of time in his mind, and the newspaper would never give a task that would allow the executor to return safely.
This mission is very special. Judging from the attitude of the people in Taohua Village, it seems that they have never seen the existence of evil spirits. Perhaps they regard the way of killing evil spirits as a curse!
The way of death is called "disease" by them.
So, if the executor substitutes himself into the perspective of the Taohua villagers, Wuming is obviously in the early stage of infection, and Huang Hui may be in the middle of infection.
From the perspective of now, there is no big problem, but a part of the ability is lost.
The three-day period mentioned by Chen Shugong refers to the survival time after the initial stage of infection, so if Huang Hui's symptoms occur, she will not be able to survive for three days, maybe two days, maybe she will die tomorrow!
Wuming looked at the straw on his calf, lowered his head and pondered, if he really regards the death of the evil spirits as a disease, will there be a problem of worsening of the disease
Perhaps there are many dead ends in this mission, and each trigger will exacerbate the deterioration of the disease. Three days is simply an ideal time limit. Once they get sick, other dead ends will gradually emerge, as they follow their actions. , The condition will become more and more serious.
Until the outbreak time is greatly reduced, and then death!
Sure enough, the task given by the newspaper will definitely not be so easy. Only in this way can it meet the tonality of the task of the newspaper!
Thinking of this, Wuming's thoughts become clearer, and Xu Lang's assumptions are correct from the beginning!
Their way of life in this mission is to find out why the people of Taohua Village can survive for so long!
It can be seen from the consequences of Chen Shugong not being afraid of the rules that they have a set of methods that can avoid or ignore the dead end, and the condition of the disease does not seem to be caring in their eyes.
Obviously, they have a cure!
The nameless face began to pick up hope again, but he looked at Uncle Chen's back again, somewhat inaccurate.
The weird ways of being in Taohua Village, are they still human
The most urgent problem now is not the condition, but the weirdness of the Taohua villagers!
If they are human, that's fine, but what if they are not
How can an executor take a way out of inhumans
Even the issue of their identity is the most important part of this mission. Perhaps the people of Taohua Village are the evil spirits of this mission!
It is the most difficult problem to figure out the identity and position of the people in Taohua Village, but it is also a problem that must be overcome!
Uncle Chen looked back at this moment with the coffin, and looked at Wuming: "Aren't you leaving?"
Wuming slowed his mind from thinking, and also looked at Uncle Chen, what was hidden under that black robe.
Unknown things have gone through too many weird things, even if this Uncle Chen seems to be infinitely powerful, ignoring the dead end and not breathing, but he still can't recognize that Uncle Chen is one of the evil spirits!
Even if it is an enemy or a friend, it is impossible to distinguish.
However, what he is certain is that now the executor and Uncle Chen are on the same boat, they need to complete this funeral and obtain clues, and Uncle Chen also attaches importance to the funeral.
This is the only thing they have in common!
Wuming squinted his eyes a little, got up from the ground, picked up the walking stick, and started struggling forward staggeringly.
Everything seemed to be back to normal. Rong Chuan, John, Huang Hui, and Uncle Chen carried the coffin with difficulty and climbed forward, while the nameless strayed paper money on one side.
Huang Hui's condition seemed to be much better, and her spirit began to radiate. Although the rope on her side broke, she could barely move forward after knotting the rope again.
Although the body has been extremely tired, but for her, her heart is quite stable.
Although she knew that she had triggered the dead end, she felt safe when she learned that she would die in three days!
Because, in her opinion, even if she were to die, it would take three days before she died, and they had returned to the newspaper after three days.
But as she walked, she noticed something was wrong.
Her actions began to become slower and more difficult, and her entire body seemed extremely stiff, and every step she took seemed to exhaust all her strength.
There were beads of sweat on her forehead, but it was strange that she didn't feel any weakness to lose her strength, she just felt that she couldn't use her strength.
But she did not take it to heart, because she carefully checked all parts of the body before lifting the coffin, and there was no trace of turning into straw.
She exhaled a long breath, just to treat it as a sequelae of excessive physical loss.
Rongchuan and John at the forefront kept their heads bowed and walked forward. To them, this grave mountain trail was endless. Originally, Uncle Chen once said before going up the mountain that it would take about an hour to get there. .
But during the lifting of the coffin, the abnormal frequency was delayed for a long time, and now it has come for an hour.
Rong Chuan's heart was distressed, because his physical fitness was very good, and he was about to be unable to hold on at this time.
Especially during the period after the coffin fell to the ground, he always felt that the weight of the coffin was getting heavier and heavier. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the feeling of more strenuousness was real!
Originally, when he first came out of the mourning hall, he still felt that the weight of the coffin was very light, and he didn't use much strength.
But along the way, the pressure is getting heavier and heavier, and the coffin in the rear is getting heavier and heavier. From the effortlessness at the beginning to the full effort to lift the coffin, he has now reached the limit.
In the coffin, is it a dead person
Why is there an inconsistency between the front and rear weights
Rong Chuan thought for a long time, and finally decided to ask Xiang Wuming to see if there was another unknown change over the coffin, but when he was about to speak, John suddenly raised his head and pointed forward.
The voice shouted loudly: "Look at it, we are finally at the cemetery!"
When Rong Chuan heard this, he choked back when he was about to say something. Graveyard
He quickly raised his head and looked forward.
To be precise, it is time to look down the mountain. Although this mountain is called a cemetery mountain, the cemetery is located on the dark side of the mountain.
Before, they had only walked on the sunny side of the tomb mountain, that is, uphill, and looked very tired.
Looking around, the back slope below their feet is full of tombstones one after another.
The graves stood on the slope one by one, and there were still a little ghost fire floating around. The sky over the entire grave was due to the weather or what was going on.
All were shrouded in a faint blue smoke, which looked extremely vague and strange.
The large tracts of tombstones are endless, as if they are endless. When you look at them, you can't count them until the end of the darkness.
Rong Chuan shuddered immediately after taking a look.
Although seeing the cemetery is a good thing, it is a big lonely old grave to go through in the middle of the night, especially when they know that there are evil spirits in this world, that kind of fear is almost hard to suppress in their hearts.
After Wuming glanced at it, he felt a chill in his heart. This sight of graves everywhere reminded him almost instantly of the so-called Yin Cao Difu in traditional mythology.
Everyone realizes that the next journey will not be easy.
In the previous period, most of the time, everyone was manual labor, at least they did not encounter too unbelievable things, but the next may be different...
Several people glanced at each other and swallowed at the same time.
Wuming frowned, looked at Uncle Chen, who was always calm, and asked softly, "How do I go next?"
Uncle Chen unloaded the ropes from the wooden frame, and several people came to the hillside side by side. Uncle Chen stretched out the dry palm in the black robe and pointed to the location of a remote grave in the distance.
He opened his mouth and said quietly: "We need to carry the coffin there. That is Chen Huanxi's exclusive grave."
The nameless eyes stared at Uncle Chen's outstretched palm.
To be precise, his hands did not fully extend from his sleeves, only two fingers were exposed. From the unnamed sight, the two fingers of Uncle Chen's length were different from those of ordinary people.
Especially the nails, which are long and thin, are more like two thin sticks than fingers!
But Uncle Chen moved so fast that he withdrew his hand almost with a finger.
The nameless general's gaze fell on the fast tomb he pointed at in the distance. His super night vision played a role. He could roughly see that it was a tomb that had been dug, and a wooden board was lying peacefully on the grave.
With this distance plus the nighttime limitation, Rong Chuan and others couldn't see clearly at all. They turned their heads and asked, "About how far is it?"
Wuming estimated it in his mind: "It's about 500 meters away from us."
Hearing this, Rong Chuan was overjoyed: "Then we can arrive in ten minutes?"
When John and Huang Hui heard this distance, they were equally excited. After this period of horrible experience, they wanted to end this terrible operation too much.
But Wuming shook his head: "We are facing downhill right away, and there are some rules in the graveyard at night. This ten-minute journey may be more difficult than the previous hour!"
Rong Chuan and the others were taken aback when they heard this, but then Uncle Chen on the side smiled.
"Yes, the previous rules still exist. Regardless of the difficulty of lifting the coffin when going downhill, we still have one of the most critical steps!"
"what?"
"Knock your head for directions!"
Wuming frowned when he heard this, chewing on the meaning of it, and did not continue to inquire, waiting for Chen Shugong's next instructions.
Uncle Chen raised his head towards the grave under his feet, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and said lightly:
"Every time you pass a main grave, you will bow down three times, kowtow three times, three paper money, and you will pass if there is nothing wrong. If something happens...none of us can go!"
Then Chen Shugong turned and looked at Wuming, "In other words, the person who carried the coffin can't do this step, and the person who kowtows to ask for directions can only be you!" (End of this chapter)