In a stone house illuminated by a kerosene lamp, several men and women in cloth clothes gathered together and looked at the old man on the chair in the room: "Village Chief, have you thought about it?" ”

"Our Fengmen Village has been closed since a thousand years ago, and we live in seclusion in the mountains, so we really want to break the rules for this incident?" A man was a little impatient: "How many times has the dynasty changed outside, what does the affairs of ordinary people have to do with us!" ”

"Yes, village chief." Another person also received: "What we serve is the power of ghosts and gods, and the affairs of those human emperors outside have nothing to do with us!" You can't affect the inheritance of the village for them! ”

"Gouge, Gouqu, are you two really stupid or fake stupid?" An old woman was a little angry and smacked on the heads of the two: "In the past, it was a fight between my own family, and we can ignore the brains, is it the same this time?" This time, it's outsiders who have come to our territory! ”

"Chen Li is right." A 'boy' who looked immature nodded: "This is no longer a matter of changing the dynasty, but the survival of the race, if we really lose, it is really hard to say whether our village will inherit it." ”

"But don't forget, this ghost god's will power ultimately relies on people, and those people outside don't believe in this, and this will probably be gone at that time."

"What? And this statement? When the two of them heard it, they were immediately dumbfounded: "Village chief, this inheritance can't be without, it must be fought!" Be sure to get them out! ”

"Okay, okay, what's the nonsense!" The village chief glared at the two fools, and only after a long time did he speak: "Get ready, my Fengmen Village has been closed for more than a thousand years, and it's time to go out of the mountain." ”

After thinking about it, the village chief looked at the other man beside him: "Prepare in advance, send those potential boys in the village out, don't let them break." If we can't come back, at least let the skills pass on. ”

"Yes, village chief." The man nodded, and strode out.

"Ah Chen, let's go, take these younger brothers and sisters, go far away, don't come back until the matter is decided." Touching the head of the boy in front of him, the village chief sighed slightly in his heart: "Among the younger generation, you are the most talented in the whole village, you can't fold with us old things, you have to live!" ”

"But..."

"Obedient!" The village chief's face was serious: "No matter what happens, live with the inheritance of the village!" ”

patted Ah Chen's shoulder vigorously, and the village chief looked up at the man behind him: "Excuse me, find a place for Ah Chen and them." ”

"Don't worry." The man nodded.

At noon the next day, the man left the village with a dozen boys and girls, including Ah Chen, and headed south, away from the beginning of the disaster in the northeast.

That night, a sacrificial altar was set up in the village, and the voice that did not seem like human language echoed, gathering the power of ghosts and gods within a radius of tens or hundreds of kilometers, turning into a black gas and whistling away.

The rolling dark clouds roared away, the owls and ghosts howled endlessly, like the evil ghosts buried in the world came out of the cage, and the movement of Fengmen Village was so loud that those ordinary people who couldn't see Qi saw the hundreds of Fengmen Village villagers who were covered by black fog.

Leaning against the village of Fengmen Village, a husband and wife of a family leaned on the window, quietly looking at the figure shrouded in black air, and the husband's tone was full of uncertainty: "That's, people from Fengmen Village?" ”

"I guess so." The wife's heart is also up and down, and the direction it seems is indeed from Fengmen Village, but when she sees the Sen Sen Devil crying, she doesn't believe it in her heart.

In the end, it was the husband who was even worse than Qi's talent, and saw the appearance of a villager through the thin black mist: "Zhuangzi, that's Zhuangzi!" That strong man in Fengmen Village! ”

The husband's shouting almost caused his wife's cardiac arrest, and he hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and pinched him fiercely: "You be quiet! Don't die! What if you hear it! ”

"That's a strong man, we know him, he, how could he kill someone!"

"Then did you know that everyone in their village had this method?" The wife smiled and pointed outside: "Look at the ghosts crying, I believe you when you say they are living ghosts, maybe that village is full of people who have been robbed of their souls by ghosts, otherwise why are they so weird." ”

Hearing the whispers about himself, Zhuangzi turned his head and looked over, although he couldn't see his eyes clearly from a distance, but it also made the couple sweat and hair explode all over their bodies, and cold sweat only broke out, and directly closed the window: "I didn't see it, I didn't see it......"

The people of Fengmen Village didn't care about the whispers of these ignorant villagers at all, and they just drove away in an instant, but it wasn't until dozens of minutes later that the power of the ghosts and gods left behind gradually dissipated.

The invisible force gradually dissipated and left, like a stone that had been removed from their hearts, and the spirit of the villagers was finally relaxed, and then, they fell asleep to death, and the next morning, they found that there was a dampness under them.

Early the next morning, a few brave men from various villages carried weapons into the mountains, and did not return until the evening, but no matter how many people asked, they did not say a word about what they encountered in the mountains, but only blindly shivered and sweated.

That night, several strong men died in the village, according to the Taoist priest, the death of the statue should be caused by the extinguishing of the fire of life, should be the collision with the ghosts and gods, coincided with the fate of the low, can not survive for a moment or three before returning to heaven and earth.

Since then, no one in the entire village has discussed the matter of Fengmen Village, as if it had been completely forgotten.

Ghosts, return. The essence is returned to the sky, the flesh to the earth, the blood to the water, the veins to the ze, the sound to the thunder, the movement to the wind, the eyes to the sun and the moon, the bones to the wood, the tendons to the mountains, the teeth to the stones, the ointment to the xia, the hair to the grass, and the breath to the air to the dead and to the netherworld.

When a person dies, the soul and body return to heaven and earth, turn all things into vitality, and become an invisible ghost.

The gods, the spirits, the yin and yang are unpredictable, and they are called gods.

The two are one, that is, those who do not enter the yin and yang, the vitality of all things in heaven and earth, and the undead in the netherworld wilderness.

Since the birth of man, the power of ghosts and gods has always existed and cannot be controlled by man, until man's reverence for return causes the birth of invisible will.

With this wish power as a guide, only then can some people get a glimpse of the power of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods, and bless their bodies with this force, and the divine power is vast.

However, this power of desire is the power of sentient beings, which cannot be borrowed by ordinary people, and in this way, a person of despicable nature has come up with a path that is very different from the past.

Based on the accumulation of the family's wishes for hundreds of generations, and based on the power of tens of millions of people, the soul and body are used as the altar to respond to the arrival of heaven and earth, ghosts and gods.

With this in mind, Fengmen Village, which had lived in seclusion for thousands of years, was born.