The night got deeper, and the whole village fell into dead silence. The time had come to 2:12 on May 13, which was already the second day of the mission!
In a dim room in a mansion in Taohua Village, only an old-fashioned oil lamp exuded a dim light, but it could not dispel the deep darkness.
In the room, an old black figure with a crooked figure and crutches stood at the table, looking at the faint light, without saying a word, as if waiting for something.
Not long after, the wooden door outside creaked, and a faint sound of footsteps came slowly, and with a slender shadow, it came to the back of the old black shadow.
"The village chief, the matter is resolved."
The voice was low and long, but vigorous and powerful. The man lowered his head, with long white beard and hair hanging on his chest. A black robe added a lot of gloomy temperament, but he faced the village chief with endless respect.
He is the Uncle Chen who has returned from the grave!
The old figure with a cane slowly turned around, expressionless, the dimming light shone on half of his face, with unpredictable emotions.
A pair of eyes drooping by thick wrinkles, small and deep, glanced lightly at the respectful Uncle Chen, and said quietly, "How about Huanxi?"
Uncle Chen never raised his head, did not dare to look at the village chief, respectfully said: "Chen Huanxi's illness has been temporarily delayed, and most of his vitality should have been restored."
Speaking of this, Uncle Chen paused, and then his voice began to tremble with joy.
After hearing Chen Huanxi’s situation, the village chief’s expression seemed to have dissipated part of the haze on his face. Looking at the appearance of Uncle Chen, his face trembled, and he asked vaguely expectantly, "So... what's the situation over there? ?"
At the same time, footsteps came from the inner room and the outer room at the same time. The village head and Uncle Chen turned their heads at the same time, and the village head went directly to the back room.
Pulling open the curtain of the inner room, a waxy dry palm was buckled on the door frame, the figure trembling, walking staggeringly, the village head held her arm and greeted her to the table.
With the oil lamp, the figure of the man finally became clear, wearing a brown gown, his whole body wrapped tightly, but he still looked skinny, as if his whole body was not much fleshy.
Sitting on the stool, swaying in the wind like a remnant of candlelight, what was even more frightening was the face full of wrinkles.
There were all wrinkles like earthworms, gullies and gully, which seemed extremely uncoordinated, especially those eyes, without pupils, like a pure white round stone embedded in the eye sockets, lifeless.
But at this moment, her face was full of excitement, every wrinkle was constantly shaking, and her hands were swaying in the air.
"How is it, are they those people?" The voice was hoarse, but she could still tell that she was an old woman.
The village chief also raised his head at this time, unable to maintain his composure anymore, and looked out the door.
Outer room, Uncle Chen and the old woman with little feet who had appeared in the graveyard before came into the room.
The four gathered together, and the little-footed old woman slowly unloaded a sack from behind and yanked it suddenly. The village chief looked excited and glanced at it.
Inside the sack, there are six scarecrows of different colors!
And those one by one are exactly the abstract appearance of Xu Lang and others!
The village chief could no longer remain calm at the moment, his slightly curled beard quivered around his mouth, his eyelids jumped, his hands hidden under his sleeves were clenched into fists, and even faintly shivered.
At this moment when he saw the scarecrow, after a brief loss of consciousness, he let out a long sigh of relief, as if the breath in his chest was finally exhaling.
And the blind old woman sitting on the stool grabbed the village chief’s arm and said nervously: “The village chief, is it that group?!”
Uncle Chen and the old woman Xiaojiao all looked at the village chief with bright eyes, and the village chief said slowly: "Linggu, our Chen family has waited for 30 years, and we have lived for 30 years without people and ghosts. This time we can finally live like normal people!"
Ling Gu grabbed the village chief's arm, harder and harder, and said excitedly:
"You spent such a big price, and let me survive for more than 30 years, and finally waited until the prophecy was confirmed.
The sacrifice that year evoked the devil's prying eyes and started the 30-year horrible nightmare of the Chen family. I tried to destroy my eyes and finally got a glimmer of hope.
The recurrence of the scarecrow curse shows that these people are the key to getting rid of the Chen family's sickness.
The village chief, the sacrificial ritual that has disappeared for thirty years, it's time to start again! "
Uncle Chen and the old woman Xiaojiao looked excited. In Linggu's words, they seemed to remember some unbearable past events, and then looked at the village chief at the same time.
The village chief looked faintly at a certain corner in the distance, clenched and released his fist, and finally no longer hesitated. He slammed his fist on the table and said sharply:
"Wen Jin and Wen Xing were originally the sparks of fire left at the end. Now is the time for them to make sacrifices. Inform all the clansmen that there is only one day to prepare. The day after tomorrow, we will officially start offering sacrifices. We will'backbone'!"
"Have you ever seen other living people?" Wuming leaned on a crutches and looked warily at the surrounding quiet houses.
During this period of time from the entrance of the village to the depths, he could not see any traces of living people on the way.
It's not that there are no pedestrians on the street. He means that the houses lined with each other are not at all popular at all, just like no one lives in the whole village. This strange feeling makes him even think that this is a dead village.
Xu Lang faced the cold night wind and shook his head, "Except for the seven or eight villagers I saw in the mourning hall, I never saw any living people. When I went out to search before, I also couldn't see anyone living. Mark of."
Yes, Xu Lang had already been alert to this.
It stands to reason that the breath of life in ordinary villages is very heavy, whether it is the smell of chickens and dogs or the smoky smoke, it does not exist.
Xu Lang even leaned down on the walls of other people's courtyards and looked down on them. The courtyards are very simple and clean, and it doesn't look like someone lives at all.
At this time, John took the stubbornness and asked a question that he could not figure out. "I don’t know if you have noticed. We haven’t seen any young people, not even middle-aged people. Everyone seems to have seven. It’s eighty years old."
Having said that, he looked at his body again, and an extremely outrageous thought emerged spontaneously.
Xu Lang listened to John's words and stopped, and couldn't help turning his head to look at him, "You mean, everyone seems to be in the same state as you now?"
John swallowed and nodded silently.
What he didn't say was this sentence. He didn't know if the old people really reached a certain age, or if they had the same experience with him and became like this!
After all, his current situation can no longer help him not think too much.
Xu Lang nodded slightly. In fact, he also had some conjectures in his mind.
"The dead end of this mission is the'disease' among the population of Taohua Village. There is no doubt about this.
What we have been worrying about is the evil spirit, why it has never appeared, but about this, I do have some alternative ideas..."
Hearing Xu Lang's words, everyone raised their hearts to their throats. The evil spirit is the most powerless existence of the newspaper's mission. This time, a whole day has passed for this mission, but until now it is evil. The shadow of the spirit did not appear.
On the contrary, the inexplicable rules of Taohua Village have caused many difficulties for the enforcers.
Gu Chunxia also followed Xu Lang's thinking on the sidelines, and couldn't help but subconsciously answer: "What is it?"
Xu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Perhaps the evil spirit has appeared in a posture that we can't see!"
"Ok?"
After hearing this, the few people present were all stunned, and they forgot to leave, their eyes filled with amazement as they listened to Xu Lang.
Obviously, the meaning revealed in these words is too shocking and horrifying, and has exceeded their previous understanding of the task.
Xu Lang looked at the dumbfounded appearances of several people, but he said in a relaxed tone: "The reason I say this is because of a middle-level mission. In that mission, the evil spirits did not appear in the horrible appearance we used to know. .
Instead, it quickly infects living people in a way similar to infectious diseases, making them slaves of evil spirits! "
There was a roar in Wuming's mind, and then he understood, "Did you and Yan Yan go through that nightmare proposal?"
Xu Lang nodded.
The few people present are all executors who have been familiar with previous tasks, and they are naturally more concerned about intermediate-level tasks, especially the very tricky task of nightmare proposal.
The evil spirits at that time were not bloodthirsty and murderous dead, but a very strange red light!
It possessed Yan Yan's body, spread through the medium, infecting living people, and finally the entire Orange Bay Square became a hell, and the general executor of that mission died!
The red light evil spirit was so fierce at that time.
If you think about it carefully, will the "disease" they contracted at this time be similar to that of the mission
Xu Lang continued his speculation and said: "I think the people of Taohua Village are called more appropriate. This time the evil spirit is really like an irreversible disease. It may not be cured, but there are ways to delay it.
As long as we live for three days, we can successfully return and heal. "
At this time, John's thoughts have been fully understood, "and the people in Taohua Village have a way to delay the development of the disease! Our way of life on this mission is to come up with this method!"
Everyone couldn't help looking at each other with some joy. After a while, John frowned, "In that case, Rong Chuan and others are clearly missing their way out of Taohua Village. After all, Rong Chuan and Huang Hui are already infected.
Now that you have thought of this layer, why don't you explain it to block it? "
Xu Lang looked at the darkness ahead and took another step. "With the tone of the newspaper's mission, once they step into Taohua Village, they can't get out of here, but if they do go out, it means that outside Taohua Village may be possible. There are still some cryptic clues!"
Wuming finally understood. Before that, he was still wondering why Xu Lang said that Rong Chuan was a usable person, but let him go.
With Rong Chuan's mind, ordinary dangers may not be caught, and may become another hole card!
Xu Lang and others are in the Ming, Rong Chuan is in the dark!
Maximize the use of the resources around you, but Rong Chuan and others are not clear, but they have become Xu Lang's chess pieces!
Wuming stared at Xu Lang's moving back, and sighed in his heart, since Zhang Qingyu's death, Xu Lang has become more and more like Yan Yan! (End of this chapter)