took Zhang Ying and Yingying and rushed towards the village school.

It was found that the villagers had set up dry firewood in the open space, and the body of Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law was placed on it. The corpse was still covered with clothes, the one I had drawn.

Zhang Daming's son and daughter-in-law knelt beside him.

"Ignition. The ninth woman gave an order, and Zhang Daming's son directly threw the torch in his hand onto the firewood stack.

The raging fire burned and quickly engulfed the corpses.

The rancid smell came out, and the surrounding people immediately turned around and went back to the tent, even Zhang Daming's son. Only Lao Zhang and Jiu Po stayed in the distance, looking at the flames in front of them.

After Yingying came over, she went directly to Jiu Po.

Jiu Po rubbed her head affectionately, turned around and nodded at me.

"Ninth woman, can you show me those costumes?" I stepped forward and said straight to the point.

Hearing this, Jiu Po first froze, glanced at Zhang Ying next to her, and then nodded towards me.

Lao Zhang next to him immediately stepped forward to stop: "No, absolutely not." ”

"Zhang's family, let Zheng Fan go and see it......" Jiu Po's tone contained a bit of helplessness, and a few decompositions.

Lao Zhang glared at me viciously, turned around and walked towards the tent.

Zhang Ying and I immediately followed.

A few costumes were hidden at the bottom of Lao Zhang's pressure box, and it took a while to take them out.

The bright red costume is as glamorous as blood, and it feels extremely silky when you hold it in your hand.

After checking them one by one, it was exactly the same as the dream that night, and Zheng Ling and the others on the stage were definitely wearing these clothes. Especially Zheng Ling's phoenix crown and xiaxia, I remember it most clearly.

It's just that these clothes look evil.

"You can see that something is wrong...... Lao Zhang suddenly said, "These costumes are taken out and worn every year, but after wearing them once a few days ago, they start to be wrong." ”

Lao Zhang said that he takes it out and wears it every year, referring to the sacrifices in the village.

Every year during the Lantern Festival, the village organizes its own sacrifices. Playing dragon lanterns, lion dances, and singing big operas......

This year, the festival was also held as usual during the Lantern Festival, and there were no problems at that time.

But after Zheng Ling and the others wore it, this situation appeared.

It turned out that it was not the ninth woman who gave Zheng Ling the problematic costume to wear it, but Zheng Ling and the others wore it, and the problem of the costume began to appear.

But how long have they been worn?

In less than half a day, I just took a photo here in the village school.

In such a short period of time, there was already a problem with the costumes.

Or there is another possibility that there is something wrong with them themselves, which causes the costumes to become like this.

My eyes fell on Zhang Ying again.

There's a lot she hasn't remembered yet, and maybe that's the point.

"Can I take it back and look at it?" I asked, pointing to a few costumes.

He glanced at the nine women outside the tent and nodded helplessly.

I folded the five costumes and put them in my canvas bag, ready to go back and study them.

After putting these things away, I looked at the villagers outside again. This return to the village has a more important purpose, which is to find the dying person.

The talisman I made last night is still close to me.

Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law, who was originally used as a test subject, has now been burned to ashes due to his son, so I have to look for the next target.

It's been five or six days since Zheng Ling's accident, and there isn't much time left for me.

Things are in the village right now, and I can't pin all my hopes on that.

"Flooded, flooded, the village flooded......"

Suddenly, a villager shouted loudly.

More villagers emerged from their tents and looked in the direction of Huangshan Village.

The familiar village has now become an ocean.

The muddy river had overflowed the village, and the low-lying houses had already reached the roofs. The water was still rising, with a deafening roar. I only heard a "boom", and a house fell.

The owner of the house next to him began to sobb quietly, also with a helpless face.

This kind of natural disaster, not many people died is already lucky.

Landslides and burying entire villages are very normal things.

I stood on the edge of the playground, looking at the murky river, and my body felt cold.

An eerie black resentment emerges from the river, forming a huge whirlpool, greedily devouring everything around them. How did such a powerful resentment come about?

If it was formed by a dead man, how much did a person suffer before he died?

remembered the words of Zhang Daming's daughter-in-law, saying that the people in the village had done everything to the end, and they would not let it go......

Who are they?

He turned his head to look at Jiu Po and Lao Zhang, as well as at the villagers.

Some of the younger villagers did not have much loss on their faces, and even looked at all this with some excitement. After all, this kind of situation will not be encountered by normal people a few times in their lives. A few were even taking pictures with their mobile phones, pointing at the flooded village.

Only the elderly villagers stood behind Lao Zhang and Jiu Po with blank expressions.

I saw a dying man among the villagers, and to my horror, there was more than one dying man.

Rather, a dozen.

It was Lao Zhang and Jiu Po who were standing behind them, the dozen or so elderly villagers.

What is it that can make these people die at once?

I put my hand in my pocket, and I only had one charm, how should I deal with this kind of situation?

While hesitating, the Ninth Po beckoned to me and motioned for me to come over.

As soon as I passed, Jiu Po immediately took me away from the crowd. Lao Zhang wanted to follow, but she also drove him back.

Just looking for an open space behind the village school, the ninth woman said to me with a solemn expression:

"Zheng Fan, I've seen all the things in your bag, you also eat this dead man's meal, right...... Tonight, whether the people in the village survive or not depends on you. ”

"What's going on in the village?" I asked, shocked.

"The people who burned in the village before will be seven ...... tonight."

Only then did I realize that among the five people before, except for Zhang Daming, they all died on the same day.

In the first seven soul nights, these people all died unexpectedly, and the situation will be very complicated at that time.

No wonder there are so many dying people in the village. It seems that tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to handle it alone. ”

"I and the Zhang family have helped you, why don't you arrange this time, we will listen to you. "The Ninth Po actually put the dominance on me.

Looking at her hopeful eyes and touching the talisman on her body, I settled the matter.