Mu Xichen looked back at the big tree, the white figure had long disappeared without a trace, the village had returned to its usual normal, he looked at the time on his watch, seven fifty-six.

dragged He Fatzi.

"It's getting dark, let's find a place to avoid first." It's funny, under this ** naked yellow sky, how can there be any safe place to escape in this cursed village?

If you want to say that this small village is a safer place, Mu Xichen cares about going to one place. While driving in the village repeatedly, he accidentally noticed the stone platform in the center of the village, which seemed to have been abandoned for many years, but he could vaguely identify it as a sacrificial platform built for sacrifice and blessing. Although it is not magnificent, it is also built with the ability of the people in the village, and I think that I will gather spiritual energy to ask for the blessing of God.

The fat man looked around with trepidation, and then put a hand on Chenzi's shoulder and let him get into the car.

"This village is so evil, I didn't expect that there would be children's evil spirits gathered here."

"What do you mean by that?"

"The little ghosts are the most nerve-wracking, they are still young and don't understand anything. The nature of children is to like to play tricks, cunning and exciting, I am afraid that they will not be fooled a second time. ”

As soon as the strength of Chenzi's hand tightened, the numbness in his left hand suddenly became serious, and he couldn't help but scold in his heart: Damn, this hand is endless, and you will be sick for a while and you won't commit it for a while!

Seeing the dust whose thoughts were completely deviated, the fat man worried: "Your hands are okay, right?" ”

"It's not a big deal."

He Fatzi suddenly became annoyed and punched his palm, "Hey, it's all my fault!" If I had learned more from my grandfather, I might have been able to cure you. He paused, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Anyway, where did that box come from, it was carved with a pattern similar to the flower on the other side......

He secretly saw Mu Xichen's eyes fluctuate for a while, and it took a long time to hear him explain: "That's what the old man left me, and the things in it are all left by the old man...... Although, I don't know what that means yet. ”

Both of them had lost their only relatives, and they seemed to have tacit understanding that they would not mention anything about the two old men, and they kept their mouths shut and said nothing, each full of thoughts but did not know where to start.

In just a short time of conversation, Mu Xichen had already found the altar he had just discovered, and in the center of the altar stood a stone carving woman carrying a basket of blooming stone flowers in her hand. Mu Xichen remembered that it was recorded in the book that this woman was called the God of the Solid Earth, which means that it was as firm as the earth, so it was called the God of the Firm Earth, also known as "the earth and the sky". Her duty is to protect the earth and all its plants from disaster. In modern times, the statue is in the form of a goddess, holding a bowl or ears of grain full of flowers in her left hand, so she is also a goddess of the earth.

Do you remember what Uncle Muratou said? Many years ago, there were many food shortages here, and the crops inexplicably withered and lodging, so that the village's only economic support was cut off. In those years, the number of people killed by the famine in the village was innumerable, and every year it was the case, and the number of villagers who died only increased.

They have no food, no money, what to do? So they began to eat the flesh of the dead, and the families of those who died were not in good shape, let alone in the famine years, how could there be any spare money to settle the deceased. The poor villagers were all left under the big tree at the end of the village, whether they were old people or women and children.

Their bodies were still decomposed, and the villagers first began to grab them under the trees. Later, they even began to hope that someone would die soon, and finally killed each other as if they had become terrible cannibals.

Thinking about it carefully, Dust felt more and more terrifying. Those people have killed each other, so do the ghosts and evil spirits that now exist in the village still have the same consciousness as before? Because of the terrible natural disaster and famine, they even built an altar to pray for blessings after they died? Whether this behavior proves that they still have a residual consciousness, the blow of famine to them is indeed unimaginable.

The two walked up to the altar and first bowed politely to the hostess three times, indicating that they were embarrassed to disturb them. After a careful groping, the fat man shook his head and said: "This platform must have been built by Yin Things, and the accumulated Yin Qi over the years is too heavy, and I am afraid it will not be safe at night." ”

Mu Xichen dragged his chin with his hand, this platform is a big circle, so ......

"There it is!" He snapped his fingers handsomely, hooked the corners of his mouth, and drew a big circle with his hands open, "Let's draw fighting characters around this altar and sprinkle a circle of mercury powder." ”

"Lao Mu, you finally smiled...... "The fat man exhaled, his whole body felt a lot lighter, he didn't answer the question, what he cared about was not a good way to prevent ghosts, but the mood of the dust.

"I, I smiled? What if I laughed? Chenzi was very puzzled, he was thinking of a way to ensure the safety of the night, and the fat man's nonsensical words made him a little anxious.

"Yes, you have a serious or sad face when you encounter so many things since you entered the village, which really makes me anxious as a buddy!"

Mu Xichen punched him on the head, "Scorching! I'll make you anxious! Brother, you are talking about it for me here! But he secretly laughed in the gap when He Fat Man was not paying attention, this dead fat man, how can you say it? He is ashamed to be optimistic at such a critical juncture of life.

After saying that, he started drying, and what the dust said was not completely unreasonable, seeing that twilight was approaching, and the night was the most terrible time. They sped up their speed, and the seemingly simple task of writing buckets and sprinkling mercury powder was extremely easy for them, and it was very convenient for them to obtain materials.

Carefully carved the font on the ground one by one, Mu Xichen leaned over and wrote in a circle, and as soon as the stone touched the ground, he suddenly raised his head and looked around. Under the dim sky, I always feel like I'm being watched by something, and it's not a matter of time or a half.

Nothing, he shrugged his shoulders and got down to work.

"Kiln ......"

"Could it be that my nerves are too sensitive?" Mu Xichen shook his head, always uneasy. A black shadow flashed from his line of sight, and his nerves tensed again.

"Who!" Mu Xichen clenched the stone in his hand and straightened his waist. He Fatzi turned his head when he heard the movement, the movements in his hands were still in place, and he asked loudly, "What happened?" ”

"Did you just see something flashing?"

"You're nervous, there's nothing at all!"

Mu Xichen twisted his eyebrows, his hands drooped at the side of his trouser legs, and suddenly grinned again: "I'm so suspicious, I'm so nervous at the slightest movement." He squatted down impatiently and buried his head in carving the runes, and the shadows in the deep alley were slanted on the stone wall, making him a little more cold and arrogant.

Night, the real night has come, and every trace of its approach has brought infinite oppression to Chenzi and He Fatzi. The whole village was as silent as death, and Mu Xichen could even hear his own heartbeat thumping forcefully. The two sat with their backs to each other wrapped in leather coats, a blazing pile of firewood crackling on the side.

He Fatzi's eyes were slightly open with his eyes closed, followed by a gurgling stomach.