"Do you have anyone over there?" I asked.

"Nope." Sanchi replied.

It's an empty village, a hundred years ago plus wizards and sixteen villagers, but now there is no one left, I don't know if they moved away or died, although I prefer the latter.

These small wooden boxes should be very important things, and if they move away, they will definitely take them with them, Brother Shen has been staring at the stone carving without saying a word, and gradually frowning.

Lao Huang began to pull the wooden boxes, he opened them one by one, looked at them and closed them again, until he looked at a dozen of them, and took out a black thing from one of them.

I couldn't make out what it was, it was small, half a little finger long, and the surface was crumpled.

Lao Huang didn't see any clues when he held it up and looked at it, he put it under his nose and smelled it, but he didn't seem to smell anything.

"That's the human tongue." Brother Shen said suddenly.

"Tongue?!"

Lao Huang screamed, threw the thing away, and rolled a small piece of bone on the ground a few times.

Lao Huang rubbed his hands vigorously on the side of the wooden table, and I involuntarily walked away from the wooden table, there were thousands of wooden boxes on it, could it be that each one contained a tongue in it?

I feel very disgusted, Lama Rinzen said that the people in this village have their tongues cut off, but I didn't expect it to be kept here, they value the tongue so much, why do they have to cut it out? What the hell was that stone carving, and they actually offered it with their tongues.

The history of this village is really much longer than I imagined, thousands of tongues are thousands of people, there are only about 50 families in the village, how long have they lived here, and what is even more amazing is that they have never been discovered.

A cool breath rose from the bottom of my heart, how could so many people not be discovered for so many years, they must have killed all the people who strayed into the valley.

Only the dead can keep secrets.

Brother Shen was still looking at the stone carving, and I walked over to him and asked, "How do you know it's a tongue?" ”

Brother Shen pointed to the stone carving: "This is written on it." ”

He can actually understand it, I can't help but think of Ah Chuan, that guy will change his face, should this god brother be him?

I quickly suppressed the stupid thought in my heart, although that guy looked crazy, he definitely wouldn't disguise so brightly, and the god brother didn't resemble him at all.

Lao Huang and Sanji all gathered around, and a few of us looked at him like children, waiting for him to tell a story.

"It records the origin of the village, it says that during the Qin Dynasty, a man encountered an avalanche on his way home from outside the Saiwai and died in the mountains, and only fifty-three of the two hundred soldiers who followed him remained, but they were very loyal to this man, so they moved his body to this isolated place for burial.

This man had a secret, and all of them were dead men who guarded the secret, and at that time, the situation was turbulent, and they were afraid that they would reveal the secret when they returned, so they stayed here as grave keepers.

They married barbarian women from nearby villages, and in order to keep the secret, they cut off their tongues and their wives' tongues, and poked their ears into deafness, which they had to do first for every child born in the village, and they put the severed tongues here as an offering to prove their determination to keep the secret. ”

There was silence in the room, and Lao Huang looked disgusted: "Perverted." ”

Lao Huang's evaluation is particularly pertinent, I involuntarily touched my arm, and proved that I was determined, it was cruel at all, no wonder the tongue was so small, it turned out to be a baby.

With these, everything can be deduced, they are so cruel that they will definitely spread, and those barbarians may well have moved away, and this place has become a real Jedi.

They had no choice but to marry close relatives, and over time, their offspring would become more and more disabled, and more than a hundred years ago, the people in the village were almost dead, and the rest were almost mentally retarded savages.

Everything Ngawang saw made sense, I just didn't expect the history of this village to go back to the pre-Qin dynasty, which in my eyes was a very mysterious dynasty, which created a period of glory and then faded so quickly, its history is clear, but the details are very confusing, and there are a lot of mysteries that still cannot be solved.

The man buried here must have a high status, otherwise there would not have been more than two hundred people escorting him, this is not the place where he died, I cannot deduce who he was, where he came from.

The inscription has no really useful records, no time, no name of the tomb owner, and no specific secrets, and on the other hand, they have done a very successful job of secrecy.

I was helpless, we still had to go into the hole to see, I turned my head and looked at the stone carving, it was very large, there were many words engraved, and what Brother Shen said was too concise.

Brother Shen seemed to be able to read minds, and suddenly spoke: "Most of them are the names of fifty-three people. ”

I subconsciously let out an "oh" and looked at him in surprise, only to see that he looked natural.

I feel really suspicious, could it be that I have been with Lao Huang for a long time, and everyone is weird.

"We'll rest here and go there tomorrow." Brother Shen spoke.

"Here?" Lao Huang came over and pulled me, "You like to be here, let's go to the house next to it." ”

I still think it's safer for four people to be together, but these tongues are really uncomfortable, and although they are not dangerous, they make my scalp tingle just thinking about it.

I hesitated a little and followed Lao Huang downstairs, and we entered the empty room on the right, but no one wanted to touch the dirty and smelly wool felt, so I moved the wooden tables and chairs on the first floor inside, pillowed the burden, and lay down directly on the wooden floor.

Sanji was obviously hired by Lao Huang, but now he is only the head of the god brother, and we can't count on him at all.

The floor is hard but not cool, the real house is much stronger than the cave, it is quiet and windless, perfect for resting.

I was very tired, but I still couldn't sleep, my mind was full of thoughts, I wanted to talk to Lao Huang, but he snored.

I forced myself to sleep, there must be a tough battle to be fought tomorrow, but I at least knew that it was not hell, just a tomb, and as for the demons that Ngawang saw, maybe they were zombies.

I must have been very scared of zombies before, but since I fought with zombies in Taixing, my fear has been reduced a lot, it is indeed terrifying, but as long as I think of it as an extraordinarily strong and extraordinarily fast person, it is much better.

I fell asleep in a state of confusion, I slept very badly, I dreamed that I was lying on the bridge outside, and the snow was blowing all over me, and I was very cold, but I couldn't move.

I struggled desperately, but I was finally able to move, and as soon as my hands and feet moved, I woke up immediately, and I only felt a splitting headache.

Lao Huang was still sleeping, but the snoring was a little quieter, I was restless, as if something big was going to happen, I stared at the floor on the second floor, imagining the people who used to live here.

Faith is a terrible thing, and if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that there could be a group of people in the world who cut their tongues and pierced their ears and lived in seclusion for thousands of years in order to keep a secret.

I always felt that there was something wrong with this, but it was difficult to figure it out, and I lay on my back and thought about it for a long time, and a spirit sat up.

I knew something was wrong, if all the people in this village were dead, where were their bodies?

Even if the people who died before were buried, there should be only one left, he would never run to the grave by himself, where is this person now?

I broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, he must not be dead, he either left the village or was still in the village.

So many of us didn't even think of such a simple thing, if that person left the village, it would be fine, if he was still in the village, we would definitely find out if we made such a big move, and now he must be hiding in the shadows and preparing to attack.

I couldn't sleep anymore, so I raised my hand to push Lao Huang, Lao Huang snorted a few times and didn't wake up, I pinched his nose.

This trick has been tried and tested, Lao Huang immediately sat up, and when he saw that I raised my hand, he wanted to come, but he reacted and put down his hand, and asked cautiously: "What's wrong?" ”

"There may be people in this village, let's go find Brother Shen."

Lao Huang looked confused: "We all saw who there were." ”

"There are no living people, what about the dead?"

Lao Huang understood in an instant, his face changed immediately, he took up the burden, and didn't dare to turn on the flashlight again, the two of us were like thieves, quietly walked to the door and pushed open a crack.

There was no one outside, we went out with the lightest steps, and quickly walked to the door of the ancestral hall, the door was closed very tightly, not like someone had come, we were relieved, and quickly opened the door and entered the house.

I started to climb the wooden ladder, and it was very quiet upstairs, and they didn't make any sound, and I remember that Sanchi's snoring was quite loud.

Could it be that they have already been attacked?

My heart tightened, quickly climbed up, just poked out of the head next to a sudden rush of a figure, I didn't see it at all, he had already clamped my neck with one hand, the force was so great, I almost didn't faint, and then my upper body was pressed to the ground by him, my waist was stuck in the hole, twisted into a limit angle, the pain made me feel that my spine was broken.

It was pitch black in front of my eyes, but my mind was clear, and immediately my heart was so bad that my throat was clenched so tightly that I could only make a low hum.

"Daze!"

"Is that you?"

Two voices sounded at the same time, the hand on my neck instantly loosened, I felt that my waist was about to break, as soon as he let go, my center of gravity was unstable, and at an upward angle, my body immediately slid down.

I felt two hands reach under the squeaky nest, and he quickly dragged me up, and I took a few sharp breaths before I could see that it was Brother God.

"Osawa squeaked if you didn't die!"

Lao Huang climbed up with a sapper shovel and climbed up violently, and I turned my head to look at him half-dead: "Squeak." ”

The atmosphere was particularly embarrassing, Lao Huang only showed half of his body, holding a sapper shovel and looking stupid, he quickly climbed up: "Squeak your sister, squeak, if you are a bad guy, you will die!" ”