Chapter 206: Infant Corpse Forest
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I saw a tall and thin man wearing a Qing Dynasty talent suit stepping in from the back door, his face was pale, he looked like he had been dead for a long time, and when he saw that the ancestral hall was full of people, he spat on the ground angrily.
He also scolded: "Hey! I originally had only such a place, and now I am still occupied by this group of boys, and all of them are strong and vigorous. I'm not your opponent, let's go! β
After saying that, he bypassed the group of high school students and went out from the other side.
The boy who was called the sissy slept by the door at the other end, and it was estimated that he was weak in yin and yang.
When Xiucai stepped over him, he somehow happened to see it, and saw a tall thin man with an iron face, wearing a Qing Dynasty Xiucai suit, staring at two big eyes like copper bells and smiling at himself.
I sat up in fright, and I didn't dare to tell anyone else.
I could only hold the quilt and tremble, and my mouth kept muttering: "You are consciousness, I am matter." You are consciousness, I am matter, matter determines consciousness, I am not afraid of you....."
Zhong Ling's face was black: "There is also a materialistic fear of ghosts." β
That Xiucai didn't scare him much, and left after a while.
We had just taken a bite when we saw a black shadow lying on the papier-mΓ’chΓ© window of the ancestral hall, and the black shadow seemed to be in the shape of a person. It glanced inside, and came in.
It's really a person.
Dressed like a primitive person, the upper body is only wrapped around the chest with a piece of cloth, and the lower body is wearing a tiger skin.
The face is also long and similar to that of the Peking ape, and the chin is obviously covered by the sky.
The Peking ape man glanced into the room, grabbed the nearest boy to him and walked awayβthat is, the sissy, the boy could not see the Peking apeman, only his buddy moving in the air.
One by one, they screamed in fright: "The ghost is coming!! β
I chased it out.
Zhong Ling stopped me and stuffed me with something.
Red Gold Ruyi!
Zhong Ling said that he brought it with him when he came out of Laoshan Mountain, because it was my thing, so he didn't give it away.
The Peking ape man ran so fast that it was estimated that I could give her a Scud Award, but I couldn't catch up with her all the time, so I simply threw Chijin Ruyi out, just hitting the ankle of the Peking apeman.
She snorted and snorted.
Ruyi bounced back, she hit her hand with her hand, she was in pain again, but she didn't let go of the sissy boy with her hand, she ran faster and faster, and disappeared in a puff of smoke.
But this run, I can figure it out.
This Peking ape is not a ghost, she is a physical thing.
Since he stole the child, maybe it was a mandrill monster or something, after thinking about the image carefully, he suddenly remembered that there was something written in the book of the three talents of heaven, earth and man.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up.
I just wanted to catch up, but Zhong Ling followed, grabbed me and said something was wrong.
When I returned to the ancestral hall, torches were shining brightly at the door, and the villagers immediately gathered around us, as if they wanted to reason with us, but they didn't dare to speak out loud, so they could only complain quietly.
I squeezed in and asked what was going on?
It turned out that as soon as we left, the villagers heard a heart-rending scream.
They were worried that something would happen to the high school students, and when they saw that the high school students were gone.
"I must have been carried away by a hairy dog,"
One of the women cried and cried: "Miss, we gathered the babies in the ancestral hall because of your face." Now that something has happened, you have to get the babies back anyway. β
The implication was that Zhong Ling shouldn't have faked his hands to let me do it.
Zhong Ling looked confident in me and asked, "What do you think?" β
I glanced at the villagers present and found that their children's palaces all had one or more murder lines, and the most recent disaster line branched off from those murder lines.
Then he said: "I would like to ask, have all of your families who lost their children had abortions before, and all of them were girls?" β
When the villagers heard this, they looked at each other.
They look at me, I look at you.
Not a confused look, but a micro-expression of how he knew.
However, their expressions were well managed, and there were no big fluctuations, and after exchanging glances, a representative came out and whispered: "No!" There is no such thing! β
He kept his head down when he spoke, and his eyes were blank and he didn't dare to look at me.
"Think it out!"
Although I don't have merit, I'm still very confident in my physiognomy: "This time your precious son is missing, and it has something to do with your previous abortion of your daughter. Looking at the order of your children's line, they all miscarried their daughters first and then gave birth to sons, right? Did you kill your daughter in order to have a son? Don't you know that there is such a thing as retribution for infants? Are you not afraid that they will be resentful and come back to take revenge on your sons? β
"No ....."
They wanted to say no, but when they thought that their son was more important than anything else, they had to admit: "You...... really has some ability, worthy of being the person brought by the eldest lady. β
The representative said, "Yes! There is a tradition in our village that a boy is not a girl, and every family is proud of having a son and ashamed of having a daughter. Later, when the son grows up and begs for a daughter-in-law, he just asks for it from another village. There is absolutely no one in our village who marries out, like the Dong family, who conceives a granddaughter and raises such a big one, it is not equivalent to giving it to others in the future? This is a disgrace to our village. β
"Yes, yes, yes!"
When others heard this, they also chimed in: "As soon as a woman in our village is pregnant, she will go to the hospital for examination, and when she comes back from pregnancy, she will be killed immediately." Even if you don't beat it, you will be killed when you are born, and there is no one to raise a daughter. β
Nima!
Are you devils?
What age is it and still so patriarchal? Shi Tiexin came out of your village, right?
"So,"
I asked, "Except for those high school students, all of your missing newborn babies are sons?" β
"Yes!"
As soon as they obeyed, they all talked about it, and there was nothing to hide: "The girl who was born with the boys this time was either drowned in the urinal at birth, or fell lime on her body and burned her." β
I hurriedly asked, "What about the corpse?" Where was the body of the baby girl dumped? β
They looked at each other again, until one of the villagers with towering cheekbones nodded, and the representative said, "The bamboo forest behind the compound was thrown there before our village was liberated." β
Then, the bamboo forest behind the compound is equivalent to a forest of infant corpses.
Without hesitation: "Take us there." β
"This,"
When the representative heard this, he said, "Not very good? The bamboo forest behind the courtyard has been evil for so many years, and now in the middle of the night, it's almost twelve o'clock, go to that ghostly place? β
My tone was unquestionable: "If you want to find your son, take me now." Or is the son you just want to get back is also a cold corpse? β
It's not a good word.
But people have to listen to such harsh words in order to be clear.
One by one, they put out their torches, took paper lanterns from their houses and lit them, and led the way. In the darkness, it was like a white paper lantern, one after the other, neat and orderly, and the fish went towards the infant corpse forest.