Chapter 184: The Funeral Procession

After that, Cheng Long suddenly ran to the tent on the side and found that there was no one inside, and then the two of us ran to the courtyard next door and found that there was no one in all the tents.

"I ...... I ......"

There was no one in all the tents, which means that the people I saw last night were not people except Cheng Long, and I couldn't help but gasp when I thought of this.

"Do you remember where you went last night?"

Cheng Long nodded and said, "It's in this village." ”

With that, we walked deeper into the village. I really don't know what kind of secrets are hidden in this village, but after I set foot in this village, the black shadow has never appeared again, and I am no longer sensitive to the evil spirit.

Cheng Long took me all the way to the deepest part of the village, where the road is very narrow and the road in this village is particularly difficult to walk. When you go to the deepest part of the village, the rugged village road becomes two bright and dark.

The village is built in a valley with a high mountain on one side, so when the sun sets on the village road, it only illuminates half of it.

When you walk up the village road with sunlight, you can feel a trace of warmth, while the half without sunlight feels an inexplicable coldness when you walk forward. It's as chilly as it is on a winter morning when you go out in a short-sleeved shirt.

We first came to a courtyard that was much more dilapidated than the ones we had seen before. Cheng Long and I walked into the courtyard, and we could see that there were only two main houses and one side room in the courtyard, and the door of the main house was gone.

This Taishi chair is in the middle of this room, the chair is a little worn, but the lacquer surface on it is still intact. We didn't enter the door, but stood outside the door and looked inside.

"This should be the legendary Taishi Chair."

I nodded slightly, and whispered, "It is said that whoever sits on this chair will die in a short time." ”

"Is it so mysterious? Do you believe it? ”

I shook my head and said, "I don't know, but I've felt uncomfortable since I came to this place, and I'd rather believe it than not." ”

Seeing that there was nothing in the room, we didn't prepare to go in, and just as we were about to leave, Cheng Long suddenly grabbed my arm and whispered, "You...... Have you heard anything. ”

"Voice? What was that. ”

Cheng Long frowned tightly and said, "Didn't you hear a man's voice calling for help?" ”

I pricked up my ears and listened carefully, but still didn't hear anything. Cheng Long looked at me with a blank expression, and said with some doubts, "Could it be because I sat on this chair last night, or because this chair ......?"

Before Cheng Long finished speaking, the chair suddenly shook. At the moment when Cheng Long and I turned our heads, a black mist suddenly wrapped us firmly.

It felt like someone was holding you in both hands, but at this time, I didn't feel a trace of warmth at all, only felt an invisible force pressing on my chest. I felt like I was having a hard time breathing, and gradually my consciousness began to drift.

I wanted to awaken the power of the dark shadow, but it was too late, and my eyes went black and I fainted. I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up again, I heard a burst of suona sound in my ears.

The voice sounded quite harsh, and I snapped open my eyes to find myself in the middle of a funeral procession.

At this time, Cheng Long also woke up, he dragged me up, and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

I shook my head and whispered, "This...... What is this place? ”

"I don't know, I just woke up."

The source of this suona sound was the front of the line, and the two of us were crowded in the bustling crowd. I looked up and saw in the middle of the procession a few strong men carrying a black coffin, and around the coffin was a group of women dressed in white.

The men were all hiding their faces and weeping, and beside the woman stood a woman in a red wedding dress. The girl clung to the coffin, and a hemp rope came out of the coffin and was tied directly to the woman's waist.

And behind this coffin, there was a Taishi chair, and there was no one on this chair, just such an empty chair, but everyone treated it very carefully.

So we followed the people up the mountain, and after going up the mountain, we came to the gate of a temple. This temple is very small and short, and the size is about the same as the land temple at the entrance of the village, but there is no land in this Fengmen village.

This small temple is very dilapidated, and the door of this temple is very small, and there is a large copper incense burner at the door, which is full of incense. Everyone came to the temple gate in a hurry, and then placed the coffin next to the incense burner. When I opened the coffin, I realized that it was empty.

Inside the coffin was a palm-sized toad with an iron ring in its mouth, and the rope was attached to it.

After the coffin was opened, everyone put the Taishi chair on the coffin's head. However, this Taishi chair was not facing the coffin, but facing the small ruined temple, diagonally facing the coffin.

When everything was ready, the group of women dressed in white sent the girl into the coffin. Then a few strong laborers directly sealed the lid of the coffin, and the moment the coffin was sealed, the woman cried even more.

But all but the woman had a look of indifference on their faces, and it was clear that they had become accustomed to all this. After the coffin was sealed, the old woman was carried away, and then everyone went down the mountain.

When we went up the mountain, the sun was already setting, and it was now completely dark. We were standing in the crowd, but no one saw us.

When everyone had gone down the mountain, we were the only ones left on the mountain and the coffin with the girl in it. The girl's cry could be heard in the coffin from time to time, and the sound sounded very permeable.

I turned my head to look at the low temple on the mountain, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think this is a mountain temple?" ”

Cheng Long shook his head and said, "No, the mountain temple is not so low, this temple looks like a temple where some evil things have become essences." ”

"For example?"

Cheng Long frowned, looked at me and asked, "Have you heard of the Five Paths?" ”