Coming out of Yang Qing's house, the village was quiet, except for a few dog barks occasionally, there was basically no sound.

"Brother, why is the village so quiet?"

After walking a few steps, Yang Junming couldn't stand it anymore and asked tremblingly.

"It's fine!"

I replied nonchalantly.

Yang Junming's name for me, when there are many people who need to pull the tiger skin and pull the banner, they call me Gu Dashen, and they call me Mr. Gu in private, but now they have become the elder brother.

The tone is getting more and more affectionate, his courage is getting smaller and smaller, I'm afraid he will regret inviting me to Yangjia Village now!

In one day, two corpses were fraudulent, and one hanged.

I saw that his face was not very good, so I said, "Brother Yang." Why don't you go back and come back tomorrow at dawn! ”

"No!" Yang Junming tugged at the corners of his mouth and refused.

I didn't force it, he just followed if he wanted!

The place where the little boy Liangliang wants to take us is the ancestral hall, that is, the village committee. At the same time, it is also Yang Deming's home.

As a village chief for more than 20 years, Yang Deming has always worked from home, and in his words, he is the patriarch and the village chief. He is the biggest in the village and must listen to him.

When Yang Junming told me this, there was a hint of mockery and jealousy in his tone.

"Gu Dashen!"

Turning an intersection, a woman ran over in a panic.

"Ge Hongcui?"

As soon as I heard this voice, I knew who it was, Ge Hongcui's voice and tone were very distinctive, babbling.

"I've found you!"

Coming to a few of us, Ge Hongcui let out a sigh of relief, looking like she had palpitations.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Erya, Erya's body is gone!" Ge Hongcui gasped and said.

"The body is gone?" I frowned, one thing after another, and I couldn't stop it!

"It's gone!"

Ge Hongcui's breath finally evened out, and she said with a little panic: "Didn't you cheat the corpse before, it was a mess, and then I heard that Gu Dashen had taken care of the corpse, so I wanted to go and see it, but there was no one in the hospital, and when I entered the house, I found that Erya's body was gone!" ”

"Brother, where do you say the corpse can go?" Yang Junming asked in a low voice.

"Qingzi daughter-in-law, whose child are you holding?"

Without waiting for me to answer, Ge Hongcui spoke first.

Yang Qing's daughter-in-law turned around, revealing the child's face, and said in a trance: "This is Liangliang!" ”

Liangliang raised his head, stared at those dark eyes, and called sweetly, "Hello grandma!" ”

"Hell!"

Ge Hongcui's face changed abruptly, and after screaming, she turned around and ran.

I felt a pain in my brain, why was I so unlucky to meet this woman, Ge Hongcui.

Ghosts are afraid of horrors, especially children like Liangliang, he doesn't know that he is dead, and if he shouts like this, if he knows that he is dead, what he will do is unpredictable.

"Mom, why is Grandma Ge so afraid of me?"

Fortunately, Liangliang didn't notice it, he stretched out a finger, put it in his mouth, and asked curiously while sucking.

"Mom told you. She's not a good person! Yang Qing's daughter-in-law hugged the child and whispered in the child's ear, still in that trance-like tone.

"Brother Yang, did you keep the talisman you were given before?" I asked, leaning my head.

"Take it!" Yang Junming pulled the red rope around his neck.

"That's fine!"

I nodded, took out a few more talismans and handed them over, and said, "You take this, in case something happens, I can't take care of you, you take this talisman!" ”

"Good!" Yang Junming immediately took it.

On the road again, I found that Yang Qing's daughter-in-law's spirit was even worse, and she muttered as she walked: "Mom is here, Mom is here!" ”

Sometimes I still kiss Liangliang on the face, saying that Liangliang is the most obedient or something.

Five minutes later, the ancestral hall arrived.

Yang Deming's yard is very large, the size of more than half a football field, and a flagpole has been erected in the yard for flag-raising, according to Yang Deming, every Monday, Yang Deming has to hold a flag-raising ceremony. The old and young masters of the village are all present.

This practice is equivalent to swearing authority, and it also has the effect of brainwashing, and after a long time, the villagers will subconsciously obey Yang Deming.

The ancestral hall is a large conference room. The innermost is a large offering platform, under which is the rostrum, and then there are benches placed below.

There were tablets on the table, densely packed, and I counted them. It has to be hundreds of fast.

A picture appeared in front of my eyes, when the meeting was held, Yang Deming sat on the rostrum, behind him was the offering table and hundreds of tablets.

The villagers faced him, looking up at him every time. You can see him and the hundreds of tablets behind him.

This feeling is very weird, as long as you think about that picture, it makes people feel like their scalp is numb.

"Liangliang, where is my sister?"

I was still looking at the tablets, and Yang Qing's daughter-in-law spoke.

"It's down there!" The little boy stretched out his hand and pointed. He pointed to the bottom of the offering table.

The underside of the altar was empty, and a curtain was enclosed in the middle to shield it.

I didn't go there right away, but I thought it was a little strange.

There was such a big thing in the village, how could Yang Deming still have the heart to do those things.

and Yang Junhai. Where did he go again, since he found out that Erya had hanged himself, Yang Deming and Yang Junhai disappeared.

The villagers in the village also wondered that Yang Deming was their backbone, and such a big thing happened. No one came here.

"Mom will take you to find your sister!"

I didn't go over, someone went over, Yang Qing's daughter-in-law coaxed the little boy, muttering to herself and walking towards the offering platform.

"Brother Yang, don't move here!"

I'll confess Yang Junming. Follow Yang Qing's daughter-in-law forward.

The layout of the offering platform is a bit nondescript, it stands to reason that there should not be a curtain or something like that, but the offering platform is constantly surrounded, and there are words on it - building a new countryside!

on the entire curtain. It's all similar slogans.

This feels strange, with a slightly eerie tablet on top and a slogan like New Countryside below, giving a strong contrast.

When I came in the afternoon, Yang Deming received me in the ancestral hall, and I didn't stay here for a minute, so I didn't see the specific situation too clearly.

Now that I've seen it, I don't know what to say for a while.

"Jingjing?"

Yang Qing's daughter-in-law will be fearless, only have children in her heart, and come to the front of the offering stage. She didn't think about it, she pulled back the curtain and called softly.

The moment the curtain opened, a corpse poured out.

"it!"

I was taken aback, and Yang Qing's daughter-in-law didn't react. She just tilted her head and looked at the corpse suspiciously, as if wondering why it wasn't her woman who came out.

I walked over and turned the corpse's head over. Subconsciously muttered: "Yang Junhai? ”

"Yang Junhai is dead?"

Hearing me call out the name of the corpse, Yang Junming couldn't help it and trotted over.

"Liangliang, my sister isn't here?"

Yang Qing's daughter-in-law opened her mouth again, and she looked at her son in a trance. Asked suspiciously.

"Yes, my sister is inside!"

The little boy Liang Liang stretched out his finger that was biting into his mouth and pointed to the inside of the offering table.

"Inside?"

As soon as I heard it, I felt that things were not so simple, so I stretched out my hand and dragged Yang Dehai out, checked it again, and it was indeed dead.

There was a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, his eyes bulged out, as if he had seen something fearful, and there were two pinch marks on his neck, as if he had been strangled to death.

"Jingjing? Jingjing? ”

I was still pondering the corpse, and Yang Qing's daughter-in-law had already climbed into the offering platform with the child in her arms, shouting as she crawled.

"Squeak!"

The next moment, there was a sound of opening the door inside, and Yang Qing's daughter-in-law's body quickly disappeared in front of my eyes. I looked inside, and a tunnel appeared in front of me.

"What's going on, how can there be an authenticity?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yang Junming beside me.

"I don't know!" Yang Junming replied with a bitter smile.

"Follow me!"

I confessed, a cat's waist. Climbed in.

The entrance to the tunnel is just below the altar, Yang Qing's daughter-in-law has already entered, and I can't see her anymore when she speaks.

I climbed down the ladder that stood at the entrance of the tunnel.

After landing, I was a little surprised, the tunnel is nearly two meters high, there is no problem standing up straight, the width is about one meter five, the walls are plastered with cement on both sides, the ventilation is also good, and there is no earthy smell.

There are also light bulbs hanging from the roof of the cave, which are lit up and emit a pale yellow glow.

I can't figure it out, Yang Deming is the head of a village, what is he doing repairing tunnels under the stage?

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