Chapter 10: The Curse of Death
Everything is finally behind us, and tranquility is restored. The name of this village www.biquge.info few outsiders know, and it is finally back on track. Children don't know everything, which involves a secret relationship between men and women, which is not good to say to children in traditional Chinese thought, let alone such a wilderness and paradise in a small mountain village.
Thirty-three days have passed, and the month and a half of July has arrived. Everyone in the village burns paper and pays homage to their deceased relatives in obedience to tradition. Everyone remembered a man who had been dead for a few days, but no one wanted to say her name, because she represented the once dirty and dark side of the village.
No one burned a piece of paper for her. The next day, the boy surnamed Zhang at the head of the village disappeared, and everyone went out to look for it, and searched the entire mountain and village, but there was no trace of it. I can only go home discouraged and live my ordinary life. The next day, another child disappeared, this time a girl.
The village began to be in turmoil again, some said that the man had returned for revenge, while others said that it was a new fairy in the mountains who had eaten the young and tender children. No one knows what the situation is, so they can only watch their children and don't let them go out at night.
On the third day, there were still children missing, and more than one. The village chief finally realized the seriousness of the situation, and he warned everyone to lock the door at night and lock the children in the house with ropes, otherwise the village would perish.
Zhang Hongyun's method can contain this thing, but it doesn't. The next day, the child was still missing, as if there was a huge mouth of the abyss hidden in the village, wandering through every house in the middle of the night, and then devouring the child in one gulp, without making a sound.
In the middle of the night, all the children in the village were gathered, and they did not dare to blink an eye to watch over them. But in the middle of the night, when everyone was drowsy, all the children lined up, and one by one they walked towards the place in the middle of the village.
There is a large well with a diameter of more than six meters. The waveless water surface of the ancient well looks as smooth as a mirror, and every child entering the water arouses bursts of mellow ripples.
When they awoke, the last child was standing by the well. She is the daughter of Li Hongfan's family, and she happens to be ten years old this year. She glanced back, and everyone behind her was stunned, it turned out that all the children had not disappeared, but were silently swallowed by the well.
"Ah, don't do something suicidal." Li Hongfan screamed, and she ran towards her, tears waving in the air.
The little girl was very clean-looking, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face. This smile was originally so beautiful, but in Li Hongfan's eyes, it was indeed like a snake and scorpion, because there was a face on this face that once smeared the village, yes, it was Guo Ting.
Guo Ting's smile froze, and Li Hongfan only grabbed her head-tie rope. A circle of ripples appeared again on the flat surface of the water, spreading out towards the surrounding layers of escape.
The village became peaceful, eerily quiet. Because everyone was silent, the laughter and laughter of the children of the past became a kind of nostalgia. Zhang Hongyun's daughter-in-law originally had a big belly, and these days should be the day of delivery.
Everyone is looking forward to the birth of such a child and bringing a little laughter to the place. But they were disappointed, and after the birth of the child there was no crying or laughter, because his eyes were always closed, and he could not even breathe. It was a stillborn baby who died some time ago.
Zhang Hongyun told the villagers that this is an infectious disease, but it can infect underage children, and adults are fine. It's not a scary thing, as long as this month passes, everything will be fine.
Some believe in Him, others don't. But less than a month later, something happened again. Every man who drank the water from the spring lay in bed after midnight and screamed in pain.
They covered their ears, and there was a popping sound coming from inside, as if an airplane had been placed inside, running its engines at high speed. The next day, they felt that the world had become unusually quiet, and their nagging mother-in-law stood in front of them and kept chattering, but their ears were as quiet as a quiet cold pool.
The man in the village who drank water from the well became deaf overnight.
Everyone felt the horror of the well, and no one dared to drink the water in it. In order to pray for some kind of forgiveness that does not exist, a temple was built on this well, and the temple was dedicated to the most ferocious Buddha, so that the evil spirit might be suppressed.
The well was covered, but its curse was not suppressed. The panic in the village had already spread, and the men would have a screeching sound in their ears at midnight, and they frantically flocked to the temple, breaking open the wooden door, and drinking from the clear spring like a traveler who had been returning from the desert for the first time to see it.
After this mouthful of water, a layer of white mist suddenly appeared on the calm water. The mist drifted through the man's body, and the men in the front row instantly turned into ice sculptures, and the men in the back retreated in horror, and all of a sudden the building was empty. Those who stay are left forever, and those who run out have their flesh peeling off from time to time, and life is worse than death.
Women are not cursed, they are glad that they are women, and the person back then is also a woman. Perhaps she woke up and understood the difficulties of being a woman, so she didn't bring the curse upon them.
This is an ordinary person's happy idea, but they are wrong. Their lives became difficult because of the death of one man after another, and just when there were only two men left in the village, a curse struck.
Women's faces began to show defects, some were blind, some lost their ears, some had no noses, and some had horrific wounds for no reason.
And the well has changed again, becoming clearer and clearer, and standing on the edge of the water, you can see your own reflection, and it really turns into a huge mirror. That's what the woman did down there, she wanted all women to be ugly, and then she saw the ugliest side of herself in front of her.
The whole village was in a great panic, and the last two men who died, one was Ah Qiang, who was the least sinful, and when all the women did it to her, all the men watched indifferently, but his face showed unbearable expressions.
The only one left was Zhang Hongyun, the village chief who was the most sinful, and nothing happened to him. But when all the women were heartbroken, he died, and died peacefully. For everything that began with him will naturally fall because of him.
The village placed his ashes at the crossroads of two roads, wrapped in fiery red sandalwood, hoping for the forgiveness of the indomitable soul.