This hand was slender and cold, and if he looked closely, his fingers were white, but his nails were covered with reddish-brown marks, Qin Guiren's heart tightened, and he looked down his arm to see that one of the villagers who was originally lying next to the bronze coffin was staring at him with wide eyes.

Qin Guiren chuckled in his heart, and he didn't know whether the villager had been pretending to sleep at the beginning of the fight or suddenly woke up because of some movement, no matter what, at this moment, the villager's eyes were like an awl nailed to his face, and there was suspicion and anger in that look, but more of it was killing intent.

Qin Guiren had killed enemies on the battlefield and had seen his close comrades-in-arms die, but this kind of murderous eyes seemed even more ferocious, which made a veteran like Qin Guiren feel a trace of but.

Fortunately, that villager didn't make any drastic moves later, just stared at Qin Guiren. And Qin Guiren's right hand was held by the villager, but his left hand had already secretly grasped the short knife tied to his calf, and looked at the villager with extreme vigilance.

However, neither of the two people moved first, and the scene looked a little embarrassing for a while. Soon, the villager who was keeping vigil rushed over, looked at Qin Guiren, and said something in his mouth, and the others were also woken up by him one after another. Qin Guihe and the others saw that Qin Guiren was holding his wrist by the villager, and it seemed that the smell of gunpowder was full, and they all hurriedly picked up their guns and stood behind Qin Guiren.

"Don't move! If you move Lao Tzu, I will shoot you with one shot! Qin Guihe roared.

When he roared, several other villagers also roared, but the other party was wow-la-wow, and he really didn't know what they were talking about.

"No one is allowed to shoot!" Qin Guiren shouted, this voice, the voice was very loud, and it immediately overwhelmed the chaotic shouting.

Qin Guiren looked at the villager who grabbed his wrist and tentatively withdrew his hand, and the villager also relaxed his hand when he saw this. Both of them were vigilant, and little by little they stood up, and after the last moment, the villager let go of his hand.

As soon as he saw the villager let go, Qin Guihe immediately picked up his rifle and was about to shoot. Qin Guiren immediately stretched out his hand to stop it, and said, "Didn't I tell you everything, don't shoot!" ”

All the soldiers looked at each other, they didn't know what Qin Guiren was thinking, although the villager did not do anything to hurt Qin Guiren, but the hostility in his eyes had already shown that these villagers did not have a kind attitude towards them.

The two groups of people stood opposite each other, Qin Guiren took the lead in walking to the front, looked at the villager who was holding his arm just now, saluted respectfully, and then said: "I'm just curious about this bronze coffin, and I don't mean to be disrespectful to your village chief, if there is any offense just now, I hope you will bear with me." ”

After listening to Qin Guiren's words, the six villagers looked at each other, exchanged a few words in a low voice, and then they all lay on the ground again, seemingly ready to continue sleeping.

The cook was a little unconvinced on the side, and said: "Captain, what are we afraid of them, a group of mountain people, no matter how powerful they are, they can still beat the bullets?" ”

Qin Guiren ignored him, just waved his hand, and said weakly: "Go back to sleep, I will continue to keep vigil." ”

Everyone seemed reluctant to do so unexplained, and looked at the villagers hesitantly, as if they were a little taboo. Qin Guiren suddenly became very impatient, and shouted: "I said, go back to sleep!" ”

Everyone saw that Qin Guiren was angry, and then went back to sleep next to the fire. However, compared with others, Qin Guihe obviously understands his eldest brother's temperament better, and he knows that Qin Guiren is not a person who likes to go over like this in a daze, and there must be a reason for him to make such a move just now.

So, Qin Guihe quietly walked to his eldest brother's side, squatted down, and handed over a cigarette. It doesn't matter if you walk in, just look at Qin Guiren's earthy face and purple lips at the moment, and his whole body seems to be trembling slightly, as if he was frightened by some kind of strong fright.

Qin Guihe wondered, on the battlefield, the rain of bullets and bullets roared past his face, Qin Guiren didn't even wrinkle his eyebrows, and now, what was it that made him so afraid?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Qin Guihe asked with concern.

Qin Guiren lit a cigarette, took two puffs, looked at his younger brother, and when he opened his mouth, it was more like he was talking to himself, and said, "Who did we meet?" ”

Qin Guihe frowned and asked in a very small voice, "Is there anything wrong with those villagers?" ”

Qin Guiren shook his head, "The villagers are naturally weird, but that bronze coffin is even more evil. ”

Qin Guihe didn't interject, but quietly waited for Qin Guiren to say it himself.

After a long while, Qin Guiren said tremblingly: "Just now, I wanted to go and see how heavy the bronze coffin was, but before I could touch the coffin, the villager grabbed my wrist. At that moment, I—I seemed to see, to see that the lid of the bronze coffin seemed to lift a slit, and one, one green eye was looking out from the inside. ”

As soon as Qin Guihe heard this, he subconsciously glanced at the villager with high cheekbones next to him, only to see that the villager was staring at them with curiosity and vigilance. He suddenly felt as if a gust of wind was coming from behind him, and he got goosebumps all over his body. Thinking about the experience of the past few days, it is indeed very mysterious, they first accidentally discovered an unknown small village, no one in the village except the village chief could speak Chinese, and then three days later the old village chief suddenly died violently, and then the villagers performed a strange ritual for him, and the next morning they followed the six villagers carrying the coffin into the deep mountains and old forests.

Who are these villagers? What does that strange ritual represent? Where are the six villagers going carrying the bronze coffin containing the corpse of the old village chief?

Qin Guihe felt that there were too many things that could not be explained, but he could only pretend to be calm now, because his eldest brother had obviously received a serious shock, and if he was not comforted in time at this time, he was likely to face a mental breakdown. So, Qin Guihe patted his eldest brother on the back and said, "Don't think about it, probably you are dazzled, how can a dead person look out of the coffin." You said it yourself, it seems to have seen it, but this is not necessarily the case, I think you are too tired these days, and it is not too early, you go to bed early, I will be on duty for the second shift. ”

Qin Guiren nodded heavily and said, "Be careful in everything, be careful in everything." ”

The next morning, the two groups continued on their way, and although neither side mentioned the events of the previous night again, the already fragile and delicate relationship between the two groups became even more strained. Here, we don't talk much, they walked like this for two more days, and suddenly heard the sound of the water, and the six villagers pointed in one direction and said "Mo Gong" to Qin Guiren and others for the first time.

"Mo Gong? What does this mean? The cook was a little confused.

After thinking for a while, Qin Guiren suddenly realized and said, "He should be talking about Mekong!" Mekong! That is, the Lancang River! The sound of the water in front of us should be the Lancang River or one of its tributaries, and we can find our way back by following the river! ”

Everyone cheered when they heard that they could go home, but the six villagers ignored them and walked in the opposite direction.

After this, there was a discussion among Qin Guiren's troops, and some of them wanted to go home early, but the two Qin brothers and the cooking soldier were very interested in the whereabouts of the six villagers. I won't repeat the specific details, but all in all, the Qin brothers and the cook chose to secretly follow the footsteps of the six villagers to see where they were going, while the rest of the group chose to find their way home along the Lancang River.

In this way, the three men began their journey to track down the six villagers. Since they had a discussion before, and the villagers had already traveled a long way during the discussion, it took them a lot of effort to find the villagers who were carrying the coffins again. I can only mention the difficulties and twists and turns in this one, they were almost discovered, they were almost lost because they were lost, but all of this is not as unbelievable as what happened next.

The six villagers moved faster after getting rid of the soldiers, as if they were in a hurry. And Qin Guiren and the others also persevered, and continued to follow them for a whole day and night. The cook couldn't help but wonder: "After walking for so many days in a row, do these guys have a destination?" We don't have much dry food. ”

Destination? Thinking of this, Qin Guiren's heart tightened. Although some things can be judged intuitively without reasoning, but this judgment is likely to play a certain misleading role, they subconsciously believed that this group of people was purposeful from the beginning, but they didn't know that at that time, the old village chief only said to Qin Guiren that there would be villagers going north, but did not say where they were going, could it be that this was a journey with no end?

No! No, if that's the case, it's too counterintuitive. After the death of the old village chief, six young villagers carried his bronze coffin aimlessly across the border between Vietnam and southwest China, an act that cannot be explained.

They must have a destination, and that destination should not be far away. Qin Guiren's speculation was not unfounded, because he knew that the dry food that those villagers had brought must have been running out for a long time.

Sure enough, on the evening of the second day of tracking, the six villagers finally arrived at a small Miao village located between two mountains. Qin Guiren and the others suddenly found that the people here seemed to be waiting for the six people from the village who carried the coffin, and when they saw the bronze coffin coming to the village, the whole village became lively.

What Qin Guiren and the other three didn't expect was that some mysterious rituals were also done in the Miao village that night. They placed the large bronze coffin in a place similar to a large altar in the center of the village, causing some villagers to dance an ugly witch dance around the bronze coffin, and also burned some tobacco like tobacco leaves, but the familiar aroma made Qin Guiren and the others feel very terrifying for some reason.

The ceremony lasted for almost two hours, at which point the villagers invited the six young men carrying the coffin to the altar. I saw that the six villagers worked together to reopen the lid of the bronze coffin, and to my surprise, a handsome woman who looked to be only in her twenties walked out of the bronze coffin.