Dongdong clapped his hands and said, "Isn't this over!" Since you Holy Ancestor is an example, then you are still afraid of hair! ”

Edamame slapped Dongdong on the head and said angrily: "You haven't forgotten this thing for a long time, is this a matter of fear?" ”

Dongdong touched his head and said, "What's the problem?" ”

"Yes...... It's ......" Edamame thought for a while, then suddenly glared, "What's the problem that concerns you!" You have all the time to worry about this, you might as well go to bed early! ”

Dongdong pursed his lips and watched Edamame wipe the sweat from his body, then jumped on the bed and threw him a back. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's really kind and not reciprocated!"

Dongdong muttered and wiped his body, and also lay down on the bed.

Fortunately, this side is all made of kang, which is much more spacious than the average bed, even if it is spread out in such a big lump, it doesn't feel crowded.

Although it felt a little strange for two big men to lie on the same bed, both of them were tired from the journey, and now they were too tired to do it, and they fell asleep after a while after going to bed.

In the middle of the night, Edamame suddenly woke up, heard the thunderous snoring next to him, was speechless for a while, and was about to turn over and continue sleeping, when suddenly his nose moved, and he smelled a familiar smell.

Corpse gas?

Edamame sat up and looked around, the room was not big, and it could be swept at a glance, and he didn't find anything abnormal.

Could it be that the corpse gas stained on the train has not been cleared yet?

Edamame frowned slightly, and suddenly felt a cold wind blowing, and couldn't help shivering, only to find that the window by the kang was not closed tightly, and there was still a crack.

He got up and was about to close the window, but as soon as he got closer, he noticed that the corpse was even more angry.

Edamame's heart moved, and he reached out and pushed the window open halfway, looking out.

The wall of Tao Ziyi's house is very low, only more than half a person high, no dog or person, there is no moon tonight, there is no street lamp in the village, and it is dark outside.

Edamame squinted his eyes, and when he looked around, he saw that several blurred black shadows were slowly moving outside the wall, from the entrance of the village to the end of the village.

The movements of these black shadows are very slow, and a little weird, like a patient who has just recovered from a serious illness, and they appear very stiff in their movements, one by one with their heads lowered, their hair hanging down, and they can't see their appearance, and they can only be judged by the length of their hair to be two men and a woman.

Corpse? How can there be zombies in this place?

Edamame reached for the backpack placed next to the bed, and was about to jump out of the window, when suddenly there was a dog barking from the yard next door, and the black shadows suddenly flashed and disappeared outside the courtyard wall.

Pretty fast!

Edamame had no choice but to put down his backpack, he was not afraid of zombies, but now the black lights outside are blind, and he is not familiar with life, in case he accidentally plants in which ditch and ditch when chasing zombies, it will be too unjust.

Closing the window and lying down again, Edamame thought about it in his heart, it seems that the problem in the village is really not simple, first the stream has become bad, and then there are zombies at night, no wonder those people outside are secretive about this place, and the villagers are also closed and reluctant to go out.

Exhaled, Maodou thought about it, anyway, he also stayed at Tao Ziyi's house for one night, and he would still help her take a look tomorrow morning, if it didn't bother, it would be solved easily, if it was troublesome, it would be important to save Su Wanting first.

Although he is a mage, after all, there is still a relative in his heart, and what he thinks is also the most important thing for Su Wanting's safety.

The next morning, when it was still just dawn, the two were awakened by the sound of gongs and drums outside.

Edamame got up and pushed open the window to take a look, and found a group of people wearing red and green, walking from the entrance of the village, and there were a few people in front of the team who were playing suona.

A man with oil paint on his face, streamers on his body, and feathers on his head, holding a drum in his hand, danced in the procession as he struck it.

"What is this for? Heart-to-Heart Art Troupe performs in the countryside? Dongdong squeezed over, glanced at it and said.

Edamame rolled his eyes, "Now that I can't drink water, who has the leisure to watch the show." ”

Greeting Dongdong to put on his clothes, the two of them quickly went out, just in time to see Tao Ziyi's family standing in the courtyard, Tao Ziyi's parents were clasped together, their faces were full of piety, and they kept saluting the man with oil paint on his face.

Edamame walked up to Tao Ziyi and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

Tao Ziyi said helplessly: "The people in the village pooled money to invite a shaman, saying that they were here to exorcise evil spirits, and these people are also, spending these unjust money and asking a shaman to cure the water, isn't it a joke." ”

Edamame smacked his lips and smiled, "What if the villagers don't invite shamans to cure the water?" ”

Tao Ziyi was stunned, "What do you mean?" ”

Edamame smiled and didn't answer.

"What is a shaman? Will you illustrate totems? Dongdong squeezed up and asked.

"Plug your sister." Edamame couldn't help but scold, suddenly realized that this was a bit vulgar, and hurriedly coughed dryly, glanced at Tao Ziyi, and found that the other party didn't seem to care, so he pointed to the man who was dancing, this guy kept shouting in the team, and a disciple in black followed behind his ass and waited.

"On the official side, this is called shaman dance, in fact, it is a great god, but because of feudal superstition, it has changed its name and become a folk custom." Edamame thought about the records he had read before and explained, "The great god of jumping is usually done by two people, one is one god and the other is two gods.

One god is the object of the soul's possession, and the other god is the assistant. There are fixed tunes and words to invite the gods, and after the gods invite them, the two gods are responsible for "communicating" with the gods to solve people's requests.

But this has a lot to do with cultivation, the real masters invite immortals, and some swaggering people invite ghosts......"

Dongdong shook his head, "Look at this virtue, it must be a ghost who invites you." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful of getting beaten!" Tao Ziyi pulled Dongdong, and Dongdong saw that there were already a few people outside the wall who looked over, and his face was not good, so he hurriedly shut up.

Edamame saw the team slowly passing from the outside of the courtyard, thought about it, and greeted Dongdong to follow behind, I had only read it in books before, but today I just caught up, of course I wanted to see it and understand it, anyway, it didn't take much time.

Wherever the shaman procession passed, the villagers on both sides saluted nervously, and even knelt on the ground, kowtowing to the shaman.

Dongdong had never seen this meeting, so he felt a little strange, and took out his mobile phone to take pictures, but was scolded by several people who had been paying attention to him for a long time, and his mobile phone was almost confiscated.

Walking from the head of the village to the end of the village, but the dirt road of several hundred meters lasted for half an hour, and I saw that Edamame shook his head, according to your speed, even if it was only Wang Bajing, he would have run away long ago.

At the end of the village, the shaman stopped, stood at the front of the group with his eyes closed, muttering words in his mouth, and the drum in his hand was beating in all directions, as if looking for some kind of direction.

His assistant said a few words to a leader-like man beside him, who immediately ran to the back of the group and announced in a loud voice that the shaman was about to start catching ghosts, and that no one should follow him again, lest they be accidentally injured in a moment.

Edamame pouted, catching ghosts is not a war, but just a few zombies, if you shoot yourself, you will be slapped and lie down, how can there be any accidental injury.

This guy is so swaggering all the way, driving over with great fanfare, and finally it's time to show his skills, but he suddenly wants to clear the scene, is this guy a cheater again!