"Anyone else?" Chen Ge's main purpose in entering the village was to find Fan Yu and Jiang Ling, and when they heard the information of other outsiders, they all cheered up.

"Before you came, two children got lost and accidentally entered the village." Ah Qing recalled: "A man and a woman, the boy is very thin and not tall, and the girl looks only four or five years old, like a porcelain doll, very cute. ”

"Fan Yu and Jiangling!" Hearing Ah Qing's description, Chen Ge was even more sure of the guess in his heart.

He grabbed Aqing's shroud: "Where are they now?" Take me to them! ”

"I'm afraid not." Ah Qing wanted to take Chen Ge's hand away, but after trying a few times, he found that the man in front of him, who didn't seem to have much muscles, had surprisingly strong strength: "As soon as the two children entered the village, they were seen by other villagers, and then the woman surnamed Zhu appeared, personally arranged a place for them to live, and took away the girl among them." ”

"Jiangling was taken away?" Chen Ge was stunned.

"I heard that the woman surnamed Zhu was going to let the girl also come to participate in the sacrifice, and I thought it was strange at the time, this is the first time in decades that an outsider has come to participate in the sacrifice." Ah Qing struggled for a long time and finally gave up, letting Chen Ge grab his shoulders and grin in pain.

"That woman can't see Jiang Ling's origin, right? Is she going to give Jiangling to the female ghost too? Chen Ge thought about it: "Zhu Xinrou is by Jiang Ling's side, and he will definitely not sit idly by and watch Jiang Ling be hurt, there are only two possibilities, the woman surnamed Zhu has a way to suppress Zhu Xinrou, or Jiang Ling voluntarily participated in the sacrifice." ”

Fan Yu left two words for Chen Ge on the painting - go home, there should be a reason why they returned to the Living Coffin Village tonight, and coincidentally the Strange Talk Association also started to work on this day, and set the target on Jiang Ling.

Everything is intertwined at one point, and the source of the secret lies in the living coffin village.

"In addition to being careful of the aborigines of the Living Coffin Village, you must also be careful of the Strange Talk Association."

Chen Ge let go of his hand and patted Aqing's shoulder gently: "If you can, try to bring that skinny boy out." ”

"Understood." Ah Qing rubbed his shoulders: "When the sacrifice begins, the entire village will be affected, the ghost wall will be automatically broken, and the things that usually sleep in every corner will also wake up, and you will see the unknown side of this village." ”

He spoke very quickly, and kept looking out as he spoke: "There are too many dead people in the village, and the yin qi is too heavy, breeding all kinds of evil spirits, they will slowly wake up with the sacrifice, you must be careful, don't provoke them, steal the child, leave immediately." ”

"You say so much, where are we going to steal the child?"

"The ritual starts at the ancestral hall in the center of the village, where all the children are put into the ancestral hall, and then the procession goes to the well where the female ghost committed suicide, and all you need to do is to enter the ancestral hall when the sacrificial procession leaves, find a baby with a copper coin around its neck, and take it away."

Ah Qing paused here for a while, and he took out a piece of cloth from his pocket very hesitantly: "The interior of the village is very complicated, and there are ghosts and monsters hidden at the end of some roads, if you want to go out, follow the route on this cloth." ”

He handed the cloth densely covered with various lines to Chen Ge: "Please be sure to leave with my children!" ”

After a few words, Ah Qing left in a hurry, Chen Ge looked at the cloth in his hand, on which was a sketch of the living coffin village, and there were more than 20 places in the entire village that were marked with red crosses.

"He is so relieved of us, handing over the map to us in advance, and he is not afraid that we will run away directly regardless of his children?" Uncle Bai took the map and studied it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became, he had been to many places when he was young, but it was all during the day.

Chen Ge shook his head: "This person has been planning for a long time, he won't make such a low-level mistake, this is very likely to be a fake map, and the real map is estimated to be on the baby boy." ”

In a few words, the streets outside have changed.

All the white paper lanterns were extinguished, the village was completely shrouded in darkness, and in the dead silence, the door of someone's house was pushed open, and a woman's voice sounded in the night.

It was as if she was calling out a name, trying to wake something up.

Doors were pushed open, footsteps rang out in the streets, and deformed villagers walked out of their houses wearing masks.

They were carrying white paper lanterns, none of them spoke, and they passed by the door of the old mansion where Chen Ge was with their heads bowed, and stopped more than ten meters away.

The woman's cries grew clearer, and the strange village took off its disguise.

The night was pouring down like mercury, and the people were breathless, and the clean walls of the village were covered with blood stains and stains, and the ground was littered with scratches and slashing marks.

What had happened in this village was a hundred times bloodier and more terrifying than what A-Qing had described, and what he said should have been only the part he knew.

The ghost wall has long been broken, and a dilapidated ancestral hall has appeared at the intersection of the streets, and next to this ancestral hall, a big red coffin is erected!

The woman's shouts had stopped, and the deformed villagers stood in front of the ancestral hall, one by one like puppets that had lost their souls, bowing their heads and carrying lanterns, and no one spoke, and the scene was as silent as death.

"Crunch ......"

The door of a two-story wooden building next to the ancestral hall was pushed open, and the small building was the tallest building in the entire village and the best-preserved.

A chill came out of the dark room, and a few minutes later, a woman in a bright red coat walked out.

Her face was pale, and her lips were blue, like a frozen dead person.

Sweeping her gaze over to all the villagers, the woman walked to the ancestral hall and bowed to the coffin three times, speaking some local dialect.

After she finished her prayers, several villagers walked out of the crowd carrying bamboo baskets.

The basket was covered with a cloth, and the cry of a baby came from underneath the cloth.

The women walked past them one by one, lifted the cloth covering the bamboo baskets, and examined them one by one.

As she passed the fourth basket, the woman stopped for a while and opened her mouth to say something.

The person carrying the fourth bamboo basket was none other than Ah Qing wearing a mask, and his arms were trembling slightly, one long and one short, as if it was because the woman had said terrible things to him.

After looking at all the children, the woman took out a pair of blood-stained scissors from her sleeve.

She stood next to the coffin, asked the first villager to place the bamboo basket in the center of the ancestral hall, and then entered the ancestral hall alone with scissors.

The door was closed, the baby was crying, the tablet in the ancestral hall made a sound, and all the villagers bowed their heads in despair, only in the red coffin at the door, there was a faint sound of laughter.