The two villagers swept the whole clearing and then took the brooms and left, and I could see very clearly that they had swept the blood yesterday and they had swept it very carefully, and even when they left, I did not notice anything to hide.

"Looking at them like this, it seems that we can't find any clues. Wang Jing stared at the wooden shelf and said.

"I'm more curious about what kind of god they worship. Fu Jiu squatted down and pinched a small handful of sand with his fingers, "These sands have been stained with blood, even gods are afraid of these dirty things, let alone worship in this way, if they don't scare away, even if they are immortals and daring." ”

"Is there a coffin buried in this place?" I asked.

"Not true. If there is really a coffin, then there is no way to feed the zombie blood. The coffin must have been hidden somewhere else. But this open space is not so simple. Fu Jiu stood up, stared at the wooden shelf, walked up step by step, looked at it from top to bottom, slowly reached out and touched the shelf, and didn't know what he was feeling with his eyes closed.

After a while, I was afraid that a few more villagers would come at this time, and we would not be able to explain it, but fortunately, although some villagers approached, they all ended up walking around this place.

"The resentment on this shelf is too deep. How miserable a person is when he dies, how deep this resentment will be, and it will not rot for thousands of years, so there is no change in this shelf. Fu Jiu suddenly turned around, his hands behind his back, and the shape was the same as being tied to a shelf. He suddenly lowered his head, as if he didn't know who had beaten him.

Wang Jing looked at him and didn't know what he was going to do, Xu Lingxue shouted, "Hey, Brother Jiu, don't make trouble." ”

Fu Jiu suddenly raised his head, his resentful eyes stared at us, and tears flowed down his eyes! His eyes became redder and redder, and his voice suddenly became sharp like a woman, "Why do you want to treat me like this? I'm not a demon! I don't drink blood! I don't!"

His cry became more and more terrible, and I was afraid of attracting the villagers! I anxiously asked Wang Jing, "Sister Jing, is he evil?"

"How can a ghost be evil. He was feeling the resentment on the wooden shelf, wondering what had happened. ”

The three of us didn't dare to move, and while enduring Fu Jiu's wailing, we paid attention to whether any villagers were coming. Fu Jiu howled for a while, collapsed from the shelf, and sat on the ground, his hands also moved back from behind his back, panting. Looks like it's okay.

Wang Jing and I rushed up to help Fu Jiu, who was sweating profusely, and Fu Jiu got up from the ground, "I didn't expect this resentment to be so deep." ”

Remembering my state last night, I asked Fu Jiu, "What did you see?"

Wang Jing and I helped Fu Jiu down, Fu Jiuyi sat on the ground, looking at the road in the village, "Many disciples covered with red cloth bags are kneeling here, and the leader of the disciples poured human blood on the woman tied to the shelf. It was useless for the woman to beg for mercy, and finally died on the shelf. ”

"It's miserable enough. Xu Lingxue pursed her lips.

"Actually, I want to know more," Wang Jing bit his nails, "why do you want to force human blood." I said I was worshipping God, but when you said like that, 'I'm not a demon.'" Isn't this a conflict? I haven't heard of any god who wants to harm people. ”

Fu Jiu took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his hand on the lighter was a little trembling, and he took a hard puff before he eased up, "I have seen some information about zombies in the database of the underworld before, and there is an evil method, 'The living pour human blood, annihilate their humanity, and the resentful corpse will feed the zombie, and the blood zombie will be completed'." This is the way to feed the blood corpses. But this is a village, even if the blood corpses are fed, what can they do, maybe the whole village will eventually become food for the blood corpses. ”

"What kind of god is this, allowing his followers to raise blood corpses?" I whispered, and the madman appeared in my head again. Yesterday's bowl of blood, there were red paper figures with zombie fur, was it all her handwriting? But what is her purpose?

"It's useless to think too much. Fu Jiu threw away the cigarette butt on his mouth, "Go and see the village chief, maybe there will be a clue." ”

We left the open space and went directly to a few people who were preparing to work to ask the village chief where he was, but we didn't expect that the village chief's home was on the opposite side of the small shop at the entrance of the village. The lady with the kitchen knife at the door of the shop, I really don't want to see you again.

That being said, you have to go.

The four of us walked for a while, and then we noticed that there were many people standing in front of the village chief's house. What's going on? I chuckled inwardly. I looked at the shop opposite the door, and the lady didn't chop the empty vegetable mounds anymore, but stood at the door, staring at the village chief's house tremblingly.

We also gathered with the villagers, all around the door, and we couldn't see what was going on inside. I patted the villagers in front of me, who were not much older than me, "Big brother, what's wrong with the village chief's house?"

Two days ago, the village chief's father also died of illness, and the seventh uncle said that the village chief's father had always been strong, but this was suddenly gone, and the village chief did not wear linen and filial piety. Now that the village chief is dead, this is also his father's life. ”

Hearing this man say this, Fu Jiu pulled us left and right and entered the courtyard. There are also wreath paper figures in this courtyard, and there is a coffin in the center. Several old men with white beards surrounded the coffin, and I found that behind the coffin was a pair of feet, the feet of the village chief.

"Brother Jiu, is this coffin the zombie's?" I asked in a low voice.

Fu Jiu looked around and gave me a blank look, "According to what you say, it's a bird calling, that's a crow?"

"It's just an ordinary coffin, and it doesn't have that much yin qi. Wang Jing said.

Fu Jiu led us to the coffin, reached out and touched the coffin, frowned and withdrew his hand and looked at the corpse of the village chief. Xu Lingxue also learned from Fu Jiu and touched the coffin.

The village chief's death was also miserable, bleeding from the seven orifices, and the blue-gray face was no better than poisoning.

It was useless for a few of us to stay here, so Fu Jiu took a look at it and pulled us out of the village chief's house. The old people in the village help to arrange the white things, and we can't get involved.

We went back to the guest house and sat on the sofa. The three of us sat around him, too.

"This village chief died quite strangely. I had a list of ghosts to be recovered in this village, but there was no village chief. ”

"That means the village chief has nothing to do with the zombie? But in the picture I've seen before, the leader of the cult should be the village chief. I wondered. It can't be that you've been killed by zombies, but it's not like you've been killed by zombies.

"There must be a relationship, and the village chief will definitely not be able to escape the relationship. ”

"That can't be, the ceremony is just the last step, the dedication of the leader, right?" I remembered the TV series I had watched before, and I was grinning, but I didn't expect Fu Jiu to suddenly look up at me, and I was furious when I saw it, "What are you doing?"

Fu Jiu suddenly smiled, "Don't do it, I just think what you said is not impossible." Fu Jiu turned his head to look at Xu Lingxue, who didn't know where to get a blank piece of paper, "You did it in the coffin before, right?"

Xu Lingxue also smiled at Fu Jiu, "It's not any hands and feet, it's just a paper person." ”

"Then let's see what happens tonight. Fu Jiu said lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

It turned out that Fu Jiu's touching of the coffin before was not unintentional, and Xu Lingxue was not.

These two foxes!