Could the position of this dead body have been carefully calculated, sitting peacefully in God? up, but also block the hole below. Pan Dayong and Copper Lock moved the dead body back to its place. But no matter how you put it, it's not right, either the corpse can't be put down, or you can't block the hole, and whoever looks at it is passive.

We were all panicked, and Pan Dayong's forehead was sweating.

At this time, the fat man came over and also knocked on the door. The four of us in the room looked at each other, and our faces were like ashes. It is really unimaginable that in the poor countryside, in the savage tribe, the gods of other people's beliefs will be moved.

We dug out this person. All the while maintaining a cross-legged meditative posture, he sat there stiffly with his head down. His hair hung down and covered his face. We have worked so hard to come to such a strange place, and in the end all we found was an old dried corpse. All hope is dashed, which is even more devastating than the current predicament.

We were stunned, I felt the door behind me being kicked open, Sun Jie and I rolled to the side, how could the door of the broken wooden board block the strong man's kick. The fat man stood in the doorway like a god, and he went into the house with the old lady.

The old lady looked at the scene in the house. His face became very terrible, and he stood in place with his waist pinched, muttering something to say, judging from the tone, he should be cursing us.

The fat man picked up the scythe hanging on the wall and held it tightly in his hand. His eyes narrowed into a slit, and he scolded sharply, and he couldn't understand a word of what he said. し岩し已更新

Pan Dayong sat on the ground, sighed and said, "No one should move, these people's feelings are unstable, and they may be able to do something if they don't agree with each other." They...... They do whatever they tell them to do. ”

The four of us sat on the ground, loving whoever we were. From outside, a few young and strong villagers rushed over, talking birds, grabbing one by one, and picking us all up. The hands were cut behind the back and tied with hemp rope so strong that they could not be broken at all.

We were pushed and shoved out of the house, and the outside was densely packed with villagers, who looked at us indifferently and cruelly. Ah Wei was anxious when he saw it, and said something to the old village chief, who squinted. Not a word.

Pan Dayong's son shouted, "Daddy, Daddy." "As he spoke, these staff members of the Pan Group all let the villagers control them.

The young villagers surrounded us and came to the courtyard, and the fat man stood on a high place with a sickle, raising his arms and shouting wildly, his facial features were distorted, and many villagers were responding. I don't know what he's talking about, but it's not a good thing.

Copper Suo's face was pale, and he looked at me and smiled: "Luo Dao, I've bothered you." ”

I shook my head, smiled wryly, and didn't speak. Sun Jie was so frightened that she trembled like chaff, and her tears never stopped. And Pan Dayong closed his eyes, but there was a kind of calmness when death came.

Ah Wei hurriedly said: "Mr. Pan, the villagers are discussing to behead you!" ”

Decapitation is beheading, but I didn't expect that we didn't even mix up the whole corpse when we came. Copper Lock suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha, come on, I'm not afraid, little brother." I've had enough, give me a good time! ”

I sighed secretly, it's over, he's broken.

The villagers escorted us to the middle of the courtyard, where a group of people danced around us, young men with knives in their hands, watching us closely. I really didn't expect that there would be such a village tribe that kept the lynching of beheading.

Pan Dayong's son cried at the top of his throat. Ah Wei said something quickly in the local dialect, and then said anxiously: "I said that I would give them money, but the villagers did not agree. It was the idea of the goddess, and she said that you have a bad seed hidden in your body, which will lead the evil god, and you must die. ”

The old lady came to us and danced around us, dancing and singing a song in the local vernacular. The voice was hoarse, the tune was weird, and people got goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard it. The fat man didn't wait for her to finish singing, grabbed the copper lock, and kicked him according to the crook of his leg, and the copper lock stood unsteadily and knelt on the ground.

The fat man pressed the neck of the copper lock down hard, and the copper lock knew that the time limit was coming, and struggled desperately, roaring in his mouth. These thin-skinny villagers are incapable of doing anything else, and some of them are tricks to deal with prisoners. Someone took a round stick and stabbed it hard under the ribs of the copper lock, the copper lock was in severe pain, and he screamed miserably, and his whole body strength was discharged.

The fat man pressed his head tightly, the copper lock couldn't raise his head, and he shouted hoarsely: "Luo Dao, if you can go back alive, tell my father and mother, I can't stand them, I can't honor them!" ”

The scene was so chaotic that I was dizzy and my heart almost stopped. At this moment, I felt a little deprived of oxygen in my brain, and what happened was completely unexpected, looking at the copper lock on my knees, my mind went blank.

The fat man spat at the sickle in his hand, and the old lady came over and spat at the sickle. He raised his scythe high and aimed it at the neck of the brass lock.

The surface of this scythe is painted, and a layer of rust has been born, and it is quite difficult to cut the neck. To cut off the head, it is necessary to cut it back and forth along the neck with a sickle. I can't imagine what happened to us when we died under such torture.

It is said that retribution, we are not traitors, and the copper lock is just a little better, why did we fall into such a situation? God, you're so unfair.

The thought that I might die under this torture later, my legs were weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

The copper lock closed his eyes and waited for the moment of execution.

The fat man was about to cut with a knife when the door opened. A man walked out of the room, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were not covered, and he had no shoes on his feet, and he walked out step by step.

It was the man we dug out of the pit, and he actually lived!

The villagers were immediately confused, and everyone was talking, and he stood on the stairs and said a word in dialect.

The courtyard fell silent, the fat man looked at him with wide eyes, and the old lady stopped dancing, and began a conversation with the man.

Judging from the tone, the man seemed to be softly comforting, and the old lady's attitude had improved, and she was no longer hard.

The man came down the stairs and slowly approached us, slowly brushing back his long hair from his face, revealing his face.

I was next to him, and my heart trembled when I saw this face, he looked very ordinary, not handsome, but had a restrained and calm taste. The most peculiar thing is that he doesn't look like Copper Lock and Pan Dayong, but seeing him is like seeing Copper Lock, and like seeing Pan Dayong and Sun Jie. I can't describe this feeling in words, this person is like a combination of the four of them, very amazing.

If you have this feeling, it won't be someone else, he's the stilt man we've been looking for.

The man on stilts looked at the four of them, smiled, and actually said in the purest Chinese: "You are here." ”

"Help us!" Pan Dayong came to life from the place of death and shouted wildly.

The man on stilts doesn't look as manic and paradoxical as we remember, after all, he once stabbed the sixth aunt, and committed adultery with the third lady, and has experienced so many chickens and dogs in his life, in our impression, this person's character is really bad. But now that I meet him face-to-face, I intuitively feel that this person is calm and moderate, restrained and peaceful, at least not like a bad person.

After the man on stilts communicated with the old lady, the people in the village dispersed. Brass Lock fell to his knees and never stood up, and when I got up, his legs were limp.

Copper Lock turned pale and gasped: "I'm peeing my pants." ”

I patted him, and I didn't know how to comfort him, and I almost pulled my pants just now.

Ah Wei and the others came around, and Pan Dayong's son was still crying.

Now that they have finally found the right owner, the four of them have nothing to say.

The man on stilts made a gesture of please, motioning for us to come into the house and talk.

Everyone hesitated, the feeling in this was very bad, gloomy, and they had experienced the line of life and death just now, and everyone had palpitations.

The man on stilts smiled: "It's okay, I have reached an agreement with the goddess, and she will not deal with you again." ”

I had the courage to ask, "What the hell is going on?" ”

The man on stilts looked at me: "You are Luo Dao, right?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "Yes, you recognize me?" ”

The man on stilts smiled: "Let's talk inside." ”

Because the things we are going to talk about below involve very secret matters, except for a few of us insiders, everyone else is outside and can't go in.

In the room, the fat man and the old lady were already sitting in the innermost part, and the man on stilts motioned for us to sit in the doorway, and he was in the middle.

"I know all about you."

We didn't speak. Things are so mysterious that no one knows what to say.

"And you may not know all about me, so let's talk about me first." The man on stilts said: "My family's surname is Meng, you can call me Lao Meng." I've been practicing in this village for decades, and they haven't imprisoned me. He looked at the fat man and the old lady, and continued: "There is aura in feng shui here, and I practice here, and the price I pay is to eliminate disasters and solve problems here, and comfort ghosts and gods. The man is dead, and the Yin Spirit has been practicing with me, which is also my agreement with the goddess. ”

"What is the relationship between us?" Pan Dayong, who was silent, said suddenly.

"You are my seed." Old Meng Dao.

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Those things in the underworld

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