Chapter 39: The Ghost of Fushimura and Ichimura
Rushing to the river as fast as he could, Chen Ling felt that these few seconds were so long, how far away the distance of less than twenty meters was, but fortunately he finally ran over safely, he had some happiness and some trepidation in his heart.
Fortunately, the hanged man on the tree not far away did not make any moves, and it seemed that there was no threat, but the panic was that he had left Chu Heng's side now, if Chu Heng encountered any danger, he would not have time to save him.
Get the things in the water as soon as possible, and meet Chu Heng as soon as possible.
Chen Ling thought so, and his eyes looked at the things in the water.
With just one glance, the blood on Chen Ling's face faded, and his legs were weak and unconscious.
In the water, soaked in a swollen corpse, the corpse stenched.
Those corpses don't know how long they have been soaked in the water, their faces are white and swollen, it is difficult to see their original appearance, most of the flesh of the body is rotten, maggots are wriggling on the corpses, and some even run into the water, Chen Ling is disgusted to see.
"Who are these people? I remember when I came here during the day, there weren't any. Chen Ling's face turned pale and he took a few steps back.
It was inconceivable that he had stared at the river full of corpses and insects for a long time today, and he didn't notice anything wrong at all.
Holding back his nausea, Chen Ling covered his nose and approached again.
Although the corpses were decomposing and their faces could no longer be distinguished, the clothes on their bodies were still in good condition.
The clothes on the corpses were easily recognizable, as they were wearing similar coarse cloth clothes, and it could be seen that they were all from the village.
Could it be that the identity charm reacts because there are dead people here? What happened to the female corpse hanging from the old tree? Looking at her clothes, she doesn't look like a person from the village.
Chen Ling frowned, he turned his head to look at the corpse on the old tree and walked over.
The woman's hair was very long, her head was drooping, and her face was covered by hair, and Chen Ling didn't have the courage to step forward and pull her hair up, and to see what was going on, so he had to stand there and observe for a while, and then give up.
"Heng, come out, there's no one here, it seems that there shouldn't be any danger." Chen Ling walked towards the place where Chu Heng was hiding, however, after walking over, he didn't see Chu Heng's figure.
"Heng?" Chen Ling panicked in his heart and began to look around for Chu Heng's figure.
"Heng...... Weigh! ”
Chen Ling searched around the village, and even the school bus he looked at, but he didn't find Chu Heng.
Just as Chen Ling was puzzled and was about to go back to the village to look for it, the identity charm was hot again, and he trembled violently, Chen Ling was stunned and took out the identity charm.
The identity talisman flashed with blue light, Chen Ling thought about it, and decided to open the passage of the underworld.
The gray began to spread outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, centered on Chen Ling's body. The passage of the underworld opens, and the appearance of another world is revealed.
"This ......"
Standing in the crowd, Chen Ling looked around in disbelief.
I saw that the villagers who had disappeared before stood in the open space with blank eyes, looking at the small lake neatly.
The corpse of the woman in the old tree was suspended on the small lake at some point, and behind her stood ten wooden stakes, on which nine people were tied, facing each other in a circle.
One of them was facing Chen Ling, covered in blood, with an iron nail nailed to his shoulder bone, his head tilted, his face pale from excessive blood loss, his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was still alive.
And this person is the driver who left early because he couldn't stand the strange atmosphere in the village. Chen Ling always thought that he had left, but he didn't expect that he would be tied up here, and it seemed that even if he was still angry, he wouldn't last long.
"They...... What's going on? ”
Chen Ling looked at the person on the stake with a complicated expression, and when his gaze swept to the penultimate stake, Chen Ling's eyes shrank, and a name spit out from his mouth: "Heng!" ”
The people around him looked at him in unison because of Chen Ling's voice.
However, Chen Ling couldn't care so much at the moment, looking at the people who were tied up and didn't know life and death, Chen Ling was very anxious.
The female corpse on the surface of the lake seemed to notice Chen Ling's presence, and her head moved slightly.
The people around looked at Chen Ling expressionlessly, and they wouldn't have made any moves, but as the female corpse gently raised her hand, the expressions of those villagers instantly became hideous and terrifying, and they all rushed towards Chen Ling.
"Wind hanging!" In the midst of the crisis, Chen Ling quickly took out a piece of rune paper and pasted it on himself, and the next moment, under the power of the rune paper, Chen Ling broke away from the crowd and was suspended in the air.
Looking at the people surging below, a light suddenly flashed in Chen Ling's eyes, and then his eyes became extremely shocked.
Chen Ling was about three meters above the crowd, not far or close, just the distance he could see these people without being caught, and it was also a distance that he could barely accept.
Looking down from the sky, Chen Ling noticed that the clothes of these people were very similar to those in the river, and if you looked closely, they seemed to look similar to those corpses in the river.
In order to verify his conjecture, Chen Ling took a few defensive runes in his hand and flew towards the small river where the female corpse was.
Because there has been no time and no suitable place, Ye Yiqiao just told him about the writing and theory when he was teaching this rune paper before, and then demonstrated it to them in the house, and let Chen Ling experience the feeling of flying, but he was so scared to death at that time that he didn't even dare to open his eyes, so his experience was in vain.
Seeing below by chance, Chen Ling panicked, his body shook again and looked like he was about to fall off, Chen Ling hurriedly raised the altitude of the flight, and then shook the momentum upward, barely stabilizing his body.
Flying slowly to the river, Chen Ling looked at the female corpse vigilantly, but she didn't seem to notice that Chen Ling had come to her, still hanging her head and not seeing her face.
Chen Ling wanted to tentatively fly back and forth beside the female corpse, but with his skills, I am afraid that he will fall if he does not fly half of his own without the female corpse making a move.
Looking down at the water, Chen Ling couldn't see anything else except the blood-stained river, but this was what made people panic in their hearts.
After all, one of the weaknesses of human nature is the fear of the unknown.
"The passage to the underworld opened, and the villagers reappeared, but the bodies in the water were gone, and it seems that these villagers are really related to the corpses in the water."
Although the corpse was gone, the smell of the corpse was still there, Chen Ling just looked at the water again, and after making sure that there was indeed nothing suspicious in sight, he slowly flew towards the stake.
The top priority is to save Heng and other classmates first.
Chen Ling slowly approached the stake at a snail-like speed, if Ye Yiqiao was here, I'm afraid it would be another round of complaints.
Chen Ling smiled helplessly, and silently thought in his heart that if there was a chance, Ye Yiqiao must teach him to fly, and if there was anything he wouldn't learn together. At the time of crisis, there is this rune paper but it will not be used, which not only adds embarrassment, but also the role of rune paper has not been maximized.
At the same time, Chen Ling did not forget to keep an eye on the movements of the female corpse.