I was startled by the strange face, but when I saw the face clearly, I was even more shocked to the limit.

At this time, Dou Dabao and the others also saw the strange face one after another, and Dou Dabao screamed:

"Obedient and long, it's not the ancestors who bless you, it's the old who is looking for revenge!"

The strange face on the top is the monkey face of the bald old monkey who met me twice on the narrow road when I crossed the bridge before!

I was so frightened that the old monkey had only one eye and the other was covered in blood...... Different from the macaque corpse on the altar of the front hall, the eyes of this monkey were obviously blinded, and they were completely blind!

Could it be that the monkey that has appeared three times these times is not the same as the old monkey in the mud womb, not some spiritual thought, but an old monkey who has been following us?

Soon, when he met the old monkey's eyes, he found that there was no hostility in his eyes, and he seemed to be a little anxious.

Looking at the rope hanging from my head, my heart began to beat the drum.

Isn't this nylon rope the one I found from the Jinbei car and used to cross the bridge?

At that time, crossing the broken bridge was extremely dangerous for me, how could I have the time to go back and untie the rope? How did this nylon rope end up here?

Ji Yayun tugged at the corner of my clothes and whispered in my ear:

"What do I think it's trying to get us up this rope?"

"I think so too." Dou Dabao nodded at me.

"Then go up! I'll go first! ”

As I spoke, I grabbed the rope and tried it, but it was still firm.

Looking up at the old monkey again, he nodded at me.

From the moment I heard the footsteps, my heart was unstable, and I hid in the wall, which was really helpless.

After all, many things are just conjectures, if the people who come are really a group of cannibalistic 'crazy people', how can we deal with these few pieces of material.

At this time, when I saw the 'peak and loop', I didn't think much about it in a hurry, so I only climbed the rope, and climbed up with both hands, and said in my heart:

If you are a grass fairy spirit, you really want to hold a grudge, it is nothing more than fighting hard;

If you only hate me, if I fail miserably under your monkey's claws, there will still be Dou Dabao, and I can escape with others. If you really hate others for no reason, then you are really reincarnated and you don't even have to do grass insects;

If you are not a monkey spirit, or just look like the old monkey sitting in the mud womb, or if you are its descendant, then you will untie the rope from the wrecked bridge, and when this time comes, you will hang down and lead me up to the duel......

Damn, if that's the case, you're the one who became a sperm? Or am I stupid?

Prompted by a sense of crisis, I can move faster than my brain. Before the thought was finished, the person had already climbed to the top.

It wasn't until this time that I realized that this was actually an 'ancestral pavilion'!

The so-called ancestral pavilion, as the name suggests, is the attic.

It's just that this 'attic' is different and only found in a few ancient ancestral halls. It is usually built at the back of the ancestral hall, on the altar. It is said to be an attic, but it is just a platform no more than three feet away from the roof and no more than two feet wide.

The ancient ancestral hall was built on the upper pavilion of the ancestral hall, the purpose of which was to worship the ancestor of a clan on it, and to offer it at the highest place on the altar, which means that its status and generation are the top of the clan!

Now except for a few coastal areas in the south, there are such a pattern of old ancestral halls, other areas have almost extinct, how can there be an ancestral hall here?

What's even more strange and inexplicable is that the moment I climbed the 'attic', the bald old monkey disappeared.

This ancestral hall is made of a log two feet wide and four fingers thick. The nylon rope I relied on to climb up was actually tied in a thick knot and stuck between the loft board and the crack of the wall to fix it!

The sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, and I didn't have time to think about it, as soon as I climbed up, I immediately poked my head out and beckoned Dou Dabao and others to come up.

Dou Dabao squeezed his eyebrows at me and shouted: "Be careful, don't be plotted by that old!" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, come up, hurry!"

It's much better to have your own people on it to answer it. And it seems that I am not the only one who feels the inexplicable crisis, and the rest of us also feel that something is wrong.

Under this premise, pulling up and down, the efficiency is surprisingly high.

Dou Dabao was the last to climb up in order to take care of the others, and before he could catch his breath, he immediately stared down and stared straight at him.

In fact, from the very beginning, I found that the pavilion of this shrine was built very mysteriously.

Next to the innermost part of the building, next to the roof, both the ancestral halls and temples have almost no windows, if it were not for the bright sky, it would be difficult for uninformed people to find such a place.

However, from the top of this special 'attic', you can overlook everything in the main hall, including the scene in front of the altar.

The footsteps were long gone, and that was because everyone had already arrived in the main hall.

From our point of view, the people who came were the same villagers who ate meat at the entrance of the village before!

It's just that, in comparison, the number seems to be a third less.

Ji Yayun obviously noticed this earlier, and reminded me by my ear: "There are no women! And no one too old! ”

When I looked, I didn't think so.

There were a lot of faces among them, no, judging by the way they were dressed and figured, many of the people I had seen in the village before.

I even saw that at the very close to the gate, at the back of the crowd, the headless 'village tu' was there, his head was gone, and he was still carrying the boning knife in his hand!

I remember clearly that there used to be people who ate meat and drank soup at the entrance of the village, but there were all kinds of people, but now, there are only young and middle-aged men, and there are no old and weak women and children!

These people did not come in and choose people everywhere to eat, as we thought, but consciously lined up in a procession, knelt on their knees, and bowed to the ruined altar.

From this point of view, Shi Fatzi is almost directly below. He seemed to be confused by the actions of these villagers, and he was completely overwhelmed on stage.

Dou Dabao asked me in a low voice if I wanted to pull him up.

I firmly say no. Dou Dabao is good-eyed, from his current position, he threw the rope to the front, and he could indeed reach the fat man, but this ancestral hall was built with wooden planks. We were now six people in total, and when we moved a little bigger, the pavilion board trembled, and we had to pull a fat man up again, and nine times out of ten we would have to crush this hiding place.

The key is that those villagers not only didn't seem to notice that the idol was damaged, but also turned a blind eye to the fat man, so it is better to wait and see what happens.

"They're going to die again." Lin Tong suddenly said thoughtlessly.

"What do you mean?" Pan Ying asked.

I guess she also knows at this time that we can hide here not because of the blessing of her ancestors. But compared with the old monkey that appeared strangely and disappeared inexplicably, what he saw in front of him made people anxious to find answers.

I didn't look back, but through the voice, I had already noticed that when Lin Tong said this, his voice changed significantly, that is to say, this sentence was issued by Wei Po.

Wei Po's 'control' of consciousness is more reliable than Lin Tong herself, yes, although I don't quite understand the meaning of her words, the previous sense of crisis is even deeper.

Maybe it was because people were in a hurry, listening to the mouth of the Po, and then looking at the altar below, I suddenly thought of something, and quickly poured the rope upside down and threw it towards the altar.

The end of the rope hit the top of the head of the fat man who was in a daze, and he was startled, turned his head and looked up at the nylon rope, and immediately met my eyes.

The fat man reacted very quickly and immediately reached out to grab the rope, but I had already pulled the nylon rope back half before he could do it.

The fat man couldn't reach the end of the rope, and glared at me: What do you mean?

I pointed to the backpack on my shoulder, and then to his feet: put the skeleton away!