On a spring night, at midnight, the thunder was thundering and the rain was majestic.
The weak light of the lanterns reflected thousands of light spots in the rain curtain. The group of people walked forward, carrying shovels or shovels on their shoulders, walking silently in the muddy forest.
After walking on the road for half an hour, the silt stained the shoes, and the shoes weighed half a catty, causing the crowd to walk even more slowly, like a lonely soul walking at night.
"arrive."
The village chief who was walking in front suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence that had lasted for half an hour. He stretched out his hand to probe the lantern, and as soon as the fire reached the place he was looking for, his hand shook.
In front of him was a solitary tomb. Most of the dirt accumulated on the tomb had been washed away by water. There was no inscription on the stone tablet, and the name and identity of the person in the tomb were unknown. Suddenly, two men and women rushed over, ignoring the muddy water on the ground, and cried, "Yinyin, Yinyin...my daughter..."
Everyone sighed.
The village chief also sighed: "Dig it, at least the bones must be dug back."
The villager with the shovel asked slowly: "It's only been buried for three days, and it's really turned into a bone? What if..."
If the people inside didn't turn into bones, and now the coffin is opened, I'm afraid that the death will be tragic, and I will directly make Yinzi's parents cry mad.
"The monster said that the eclipse will come on the same day, and three days later, let us open the coffin and get the bones. Even if we don't want to open it, we have to open it, otherwise what if the monster finds us again..."
The village chief said in a low voice, but Yinzi's parents could still hear them. The two raised their heads from the mud and said in pain, "Village chief, Yin Yin died to save the people in the village. If Yin Yin was not willing to kill herself Give it to the monster as a sacrifice, and the monster will eat our entire village. How can you... say such a thing!"
The village chief also felt that his conscience was condemned, and he waved his hand and said, "Stop talking about this, let's take Yinzi home first."
When Yinzi's parents heard this, there was nothing they could do. Her daughter was kind and kind since she was a child. Their village has been hunting for a living for generations, and the beasts are like enemies when they see them, but they have no malice towards Yinzi, and even play with her.
Everyone in the village said she was the reincarnation of an immortal.
But suddenly one day, a monster came to the village and said that she wanted Yinzi to make food. If she refused, she would kill all the villagers.
Yinzi promised to make sacrifices for the villagers, so she was enclosed in a coffin by the villagers and buried in the place designated by the monster.
After three days, it was the day when the monster asked them to come and dig out the bones.
Since the bones were dug up, the flesh inside must have been eaten. The village chief felt scared and sad at the thought that a white skeleton would appear in the coffin soon.
The iron digs the ground, shovels the graves one by one, and shovels a hole one by one.
Ding ding dong dong, ding ding dong dong.
The shovel and the stones on the ground collided with a dull sound, submerged in the heavy rain. The closer to the depth of the coffin, the heavier the crowd's movements.
"Boom."
The iron tool knocked on the wood, biting a tooth mark on the coffin. The villagers who had dug up the coffin were startled, and immediately put their hands away, repeated "I'm sorry", and looked at the village chief in a panic.
The village chief frowned and said solemnly, "Dig!"
Yinzi's parents cried again and couldn't bear to watch any more.
How desperate and painful it was for a living person to be enclosed in a coffin that day.
daughter...
The wooden coffin buried deep in the ground soon emerged to the surface under the excavation of seven or eight people. The heavy rain continued to roll down, washing away the muddy stains on it, and under the reflection of the lanterns, the red light was revealed, which looked even more terrifying at night.
"Open the coffin."
The villagers pried away the rivets one by one. There were a total of twenty-eight rivets, each three inches long. It was impossible for a living person to climb out.
All the rivets were removed, and the eight people held the lid of the coffin and moved to the side with all their strength.
"Squeak."
The sound of the lid moved slightly, and Niang Yinzi was already crying bitterly in her husband's arms, not daring to look there.
"Squeak."
The lid was removed little by little, and the village chief clenched his fists, ready to apologize to Yin Yin.
"Squeak."
The lid was completely pushed open, and a thunderous thunder crashed on the top of the mountain, making a loud noise between the heavens and the earth, like blasting the mountains and forests, and bursting the hearts of the villagers.
They were stunned, and under the flash of lightning at the same time, they clearly saw that there was no one in the coffin!
There is no wormwood, and there are no bones that they should have. It seems that from the beginning, they buried an empty coffin.
The village chief was stunned and fell to the ground in shock: "This, this..."
When Yinzi's parents saw that the coffin was empty, they were also stunned: "Where is Yinzi, where is my Yinyin?"
None of the people present answered their questions because they didn't know where Yinzi went.
Could it be that the monster ate all the people, leaving no bones
The rain fell on the jungle from a high altitude, and the bean-sized raindrops hit everyone's scorpions and fell into the empty coffin. No one knew what to do next.
Suddenly, a girl's singing came from the dark forest, intermittently, faintly like a ghost, hearing everyone's hearts hang high, and their cold hairs stand up.
The singing was sluggish and gentle, mixed in the noisy rain, making it difficult to hear.
It's just that this song... It's really bad to sing. Even the villagers don't think it's very scary. Instead, they want to plug their ears. They didn't panic until they saw a red flame drifting in the air, walking in their direction. Hold the iron in your hand tightly and keep your eyes on the front.
The flames went up and down in the rain, sometimes in circles, like living things.
The villagers stared with wide eyes, their hands were shaking, but the unpleasant singing comforted their hearts to some extent - generally monsters sing well, but this one is so unpleasant, it may not be a monster.
The sound was getting closer and closer, and the fireball was getting closer and closer. When the distance between the two was about thirty feet, the fire stopped. The villagers looked closely through the rain curtain, and the swimming fireball looked like a mouse, but it was different from a mouse. With a red light, it illuminates the whole body of the person who comes - with a head, hands, feet, no tail, a person, and a very beautiful girl.
And she's still singing.
The singing is not generally unpleasant, and everyone's thoughts are complicated, and their faces are indescribable.
This girl looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slender figure, wearing a light blue long-sleeved shirt, an apricot-colored skirt with a waist-length collar, and a flute hanging from her waist.
The firelight reflected her whole face like a red flower, she smiled, like a little girl next door, she looked at the vigilant villagers and said, "My name is Xifeng, I'm a monster hunter, you give me money, I'll catch a monster for you."
"High and white clouds are floating, birds are running, looking for bugs, one, two, three..."
"Stop singing! It's ugly!"
Xiaohuo protested loudly, not allowing her to sing again. Xifeng glanced at it and sang louder at the top of his voice: "High and white clouds are floating, birds are running, looking for bugs, one, two, three..."
Xiaohuo rolled his eyes, folded his big ears, and blocked the wailing and howling: "The monsters will be scared away by you."
"It's better to be scared away, then we can successfully rescue Miss Yinzi." Xifeng shook the wooden hairpin in his hand and put it under its nose, "Smell again, is there anyone nearby?"
Xiao Huo, who was squatting on her shoulder, sniffed and said, "Yes, alive and well."
"Are you still alive?"
It can be not only people, but also ghosts. She has seen female ghosts who dance very well.
Xiaohuo replied bluntly, "I don't know."
"Xiao Huo, what's the use of you?"
"Without me, who will listen to you sing, does anyone else dare?"
As if it made sense, Xifeng no longer ran on it, she sighed: "The business is not big, but at least it can provide food and clothing. The monsters don't come out very much recently, I'm poor..."
She counted the few copper coins she had left, and it was only enough to buy one steamed bun. Others said she was so poor that she quickly ran out of coins that she could touch.
"Poor..." She sighed deeply, put the copper plate back into her pocket carefully, and walked a dozen or so steps into the mountain before arriving at a cliff. She raised her head and looked up, but she couldn't see her head, as if the cliff was going straight to the dome and submerged into the clouds.
Xifeng grabbed the small fire on his shoulders and threw it straight up.
"call-"
However, the palm-sized red ball of fire exploded into a red ball the size of a horse in mid-air. The west wind leaped up, and the small fire galloped up the cliff, galloping against the wind, and over the boulders and trees on the wall flat. From a distance, it looks like a fireball hitting the top of the mountain, as fast as a gust of wind.
In almost no time, Xiao Huo has carried the west wind to the top of the mountain.
As soon as the wind stopped, Xifeng took out the small mirror in his pocket and straightened out the hair that had been blown like a chicken coop. Then he jumped down and beckoned. The little fire turned into a red ball and squatted on her shoulder. superior. It sniffed the air and said: "There is probably a black swamp ahead, otherwise the smell of bones would not be so strong, Xifeng, congratulations, you can catch the fat monster, and you will be full after two bites. "
Xifeng laughed twice: "Your monster's meat is not delicious at all."
Xiaohuo was stunned: "... Have you ever eaten?"
Xifeng grinned at it, revealing two rows of shiny teeth, and reached out and knocked, the sound of which was crisp and scary. Xiaohuo decided not to say that she sings badly in the future!
The place where there is no sunlight and lots of water all year round is the most likely to breed evil, and the swamp is the best place to breed monsters. The swamps in the woods do not receive any sunlight at all, and such places are called black swamps.
Before the west wind had fully entered the woods, he had already heard the dangerous roars of the monsters in the woods. She took off the flute from her waist and swayed it with her backhand. The wooden flute turned into a sword. The cold light was sharp and could cut iron and gold.
As soon as the sword came out, the powerful sword pressure suppressed more than half of the beasts, and they noticed that the dangerous beasts gradually hid their voices, and only some fierce beasts were still roaring.
"Go, little fire."
Xifeng blurted out the word "go", and people pierced into the swamp like a sharp arrow from a string. The strong miasma obscured the vision of mortals, and Xifeng closed his eyes and listened carefully. A black qi attacked directly, Xifeng dodged sideways, swung out a sword, and cut the black qi into two sections in an instant.
The giant beast didn't even have a chance to scream, and was killed by the sword energy. Xiaohuo stretched out his short hand to grab the black gas, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed his stomach happily.
Xifeng slashed with his sword all the way, and wherever he went, demon corpses were everywhere.