"You ......"

Fu Jing looked at the old man in front of him very carefully, as a journalist, his observation of a person and the environment was a very important course for him in college.

"This old man is unarmed and there are no murder weapons in this room that can be used to commit murder against him, so there should be no big problem, since he wants to take the initiative to talk to me, I can extract some useful information from his mouth. I'm sure this old man should know a lot about here. ”

"I don't know your surname, uncle?"

"Don't give your surname Zhang."

"Is there anything Uncle Zhang needs to ask me?"

Fu Jing turned sideways and moved out of the way and let the old man come in the room to sit. But the old man stood indifferent at the door, and motioned for Fu Jing to follow him to the hall downstairs to talk.

"You're a journalist, aren't you?"

After the two of them took their seats on the wooden chairs in the hall, Fu Jing's question made Fu Jing shocked, after all, this profession was ostracized in many places, especially this kind of small township with some feudal superstitions.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I hid my identity before." Since it has been debunked, taking the initiative to admit mistakes is the best option.

"What do you want to know?" The old man didn't even mean to blame, but said directly,

"What is the cause of the dead here? Is it man-made or is there something else? ”

The sixth sense of the profession told Fu Jing that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, although I don't know why the old man has changed so much all of a sudden, but when he asks a question now, he will definitely be able to get the answer from the other party's mouth.

"Angered the river god because of a problem with the worship, you are a journalist, will you believe the absurdity of what I say?" The old man's eyes rolled to stare at Fu Jing.

"Believe, if I didn't believe it, I wouldn't have come here myself. What is Offering? Was the mass death of five years ago the cause of the enshrinement? Fu Jing had some foreboding in his heart. It feels like something was wrong with this township a long time ago.

"The people who grew up here were raised and raised by the river, and when I was born, I was instilled with the knowledge that the river is kind to us. At the same time, all the people who live here abide by an eternal rule that outsiders do not know. ”

The old man said this, and slowly took a puff of the old cigarette gun.

According to legend, there is a river god in the river, and because of him, the river has been flowing continuously for thousands of years. Uncontaminated. In order to thank the river god for his gifts, the villagers need to offer animals born during the cloudy moon to the river god every month. ”

"Brute? How to make offerings? Hearing the word 'beast', Fu Jing's heart relaxed a lot.

"Bleed it on the river and let the blood flow into the river until it dries up. There are also strict rules on the method of bloodletting, and the head of the tribute must be cut off with a single knife and bled from the neck. It is very strange that the blood left along the upstream will disappear without a trace when it reaches the downstream. The villagers all believed that this was the acceptance of the worship of the river god. ”

When the old man told this way of worshipping, although the object was a beast, Fu Jing was still terrified.

"Beast's words should be simple, right? After all, a sow can give birth to ten litters, so why is there a problem with offerings? Fu Jing grasped the key question and asked.

"It's really a sin, it's all a good thing done by the township chief who died in the whole family." Speaking of this, the old man's tone suddenly increased, and even his eyes were bloodshot with resentment because of this.

"Thirteen years ago, there was a very rare insect pest in our Pingxuan Township, and the crop harvest dropped sharply. As a result, the economy of the entire township has been severely affected. Because everyone believes that Pingxuan Township is blessed by the river god, there is only one reason for this situation. ”

"That's the question of the last tribute. And the township chief did not hesitate to shift the responsibility to the family of three who had paid tribute last time. However, when looking through the information of this family of three, it was found that the seven-year-old girl who had just entered the first grade in the family was born when the moon was cloudy, and an evil thought was in the head of the township chief. ”

"Is it possible...... This brute! Fu Jing couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard this, he didn't expect the locals to be superstitious about this kind of Cheng dù.

The little girl's parents were locked up in their homes by a small group of villagers, and the little girl was naturally decapitated and drained of her blood. And when the little girl's blood flowed in the river, a few fish jumped out of the river in amazement. Everyone thought it was a sign that the river god was very satisfied with the tribute. ”

"It's all superstition, isn't it? It doesn't actually eliminate pests, does it? Fu Jing asked.

"Not superstition...... Although this is wrong, the river god does have zài. On the second day of the little girl's worship, the insect infestation disappeared, and the fallen crops miraculously returned to normal, bringing the economy of the whole village back to normal. But since then, all qiē has become abnormal. ”

"It's not normal. It is difficult to speed up the economy of the township. This township chief uses living people to worship every month? ”

"It's not...... It wasn't the mayor's idea, and he didn't have the guts. The main reason is because of the river god...... After that, the next month, when the whole village took the animals that met the requirements to worship, when the blood dripped on the surface of the clear river, it immediately boiled and angry red smoke. ”

This phenomenon was believed to be the phenomenon of the river god not accepting sacrifices, and sure enough, problems arose in the township the next day. This time it was not a pest, but a parasitic contagion of the strict. More than five people had died within two days, and then the village chief immediately instigated and forcibly arrested an eligible lonely old man in the village. ”

"On the second day of the worship of the elderly, the infectious disease that caused panic in the hearts of the people yesterday immediately disappeared. Since then, the monthly tribute has been changed from the animal to the living. ”

"This ......"

Fu Jing, who was recording information in his notebook, had already completely changed his face, if this was really the truth, no matter how detailed he described it and published it in the newspaper, people living in the city should treat it as a fake story, after all, it was too appalling.

"Five years ago, a village woman drowned in the water while doing laundry, could it be because there was no tribute? After all, there are very few people born when the moon is cloudy and the sun is cloudy. Fu Jing continued to ask questions in connection with the information in his hand.

"It's nowhere near as simple as you think." The old man spat out a large smoke ring, which seemed to contain indescribable sorrow.

"It is true that there are very few people born in the cloudy moon and cloudy day, but later our villagers found that even if it is not born at this time, it is okay, but there needs to be one more in number."

"Could it be that the public security department didn't find out? What about the police station in your township? ”

"The whole township is a grasshopper in a boat, and no one will tell the story." The old man's gloomy words made Fu Jing's heart tighten, he didn't expect such a terrifying thing to happen in a small township dozens of kilometers away from Hengshui City without anyone knowing.

"As time goes on, Lord Rivergod's 'appetite' seems to grow. Five years ago, it would have been necessary to pay tribute to two people a month or five ordinary people. By that time, the number of people in the village had been greatly reduced, and two camps had been formed. ”

"In the end, no one was willing to worship in that month five years ago, which angered the river god."

"Can this still be called a 'river god'? It's simply a 'river demon'. Did the river god kill everyone, as reported in the case? ”

"It's pretty much the same, but it's not the woman who washes clothes by the river that dies first, but the village chief who deserves to die. The township chief died in his bathroom at 0:00 a.m. the next day, his body was swollen with clear river water, and even the first moment an outsider touched the corpse, the clear water directly opened his skin and overflowed. ”

"Nearly half of the people in Pingxuan Township died in one day, along with all the police officers who entered the investigation and the villagers who fled the township that day. But things turned quiet the next day, and all the qiē turned into dullness. ”

"A few more days passed, although no one showed signs of death. But the survivors have all left, and now this is basically a dead village, with a new village chief assigned from above, but after entering our place shortly after noticing the anomaly, they all left quickly. ”

"There are only two types of people who are still here, people like me who were born and raised here and have one foot in the coffin, and the other is the madman."

The notebook in Fu Jing's hand was unconsciously filled with more than twenty pages, and when such a strange story ended, when Fu Jing turned his head to look out of the door, it had turned from dusk to night. Even on the branches of the trees outside the old man's house, an ominous crow could be heard.

"Boy, any more questions?"

"No, thank you, Uncle Zhang. I thought I would stay here for a week to complete the work, but now it seems that the work has been completed, this is my little heart and hope that Uncle Zhang will accept it. ”

Fu Jing directly took out ten red bills from his wallet and placed them on the wooden table beside Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang did not have any words, which meant that he accepted the money himself.

"There is no car back at this time, you can sleep well with me, and go back tomorrow morning." This is not the place where the living should be......"

"Living?" Fu Jing's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at Uncle Zhang, but the other party's mouth did not say anything, but put the banknotes on the table into his pocket.

Fu Jing, who returned to his room, put away the valuable information, and he still planned to go to the so-called Xuhe River early tomorrow morning to take a look and take a few photos to increase the authenticity of the news. (To be continued......)