Then, outside, there was an identical sound of smashing, exactly as I had heard before, and I looked outside, but it happened to be in a place where I could not see but could hear, and besides, I could not see far in the night, and the sound was completely hidden in the night, as if some conspiracy had begun.

I castrated a mouthful, this time I learned to be a little more obedient, and I didn't want to go out to see it, just as the situation became more and more weird. Suddenly I heard a crow cry from above the old house, and I looked over the brick, and saw a crow spinning in the air and landing on the roof of my house. I don't know if it's the one that landed on my shoulder that day, but when I heard the crow's crow, I suddenly felt less fear.

I stopped caring about the debris outside the door, but closed the door completely and went back inside.

When I went out to see it the next day, I saw that there were such debris all over the road, and there was one not far away, and there was one not far away, and each one was the same as I saw, and the whole body was broken into pieces, but its face and limbs were vaguely recognizable, like people slumped on the ground, and what shocked me even more. The faces of these people were the same as those of the people of the village.

It wasn't until I saw this scene that I began to panic, and I seemed to be beginning to realize the fact that who would make an identical figurine according to the appearance of everyone in our village, so there is only one truth, these broken clay figurines were made by these villagers, but why these people became clay figurines may be another mystery in this village.

In this case, the fragment I saw last night was indeed my dad.

I don't know why, but suddenly a sense of desolation came to my mind, and since that night my parents and grandmother have completely disappeared, although this grandmother is already a living ghost in disguise.

I suddenly began to realize that maybe this was Xue Fang's hint to me, did it mean that the figurines would come back to their souls when they were ugly, but not at any time in normal times?

When this speculation popped into my head, I was taken aback myself. But soon an even bolder idea came to me, and when it was time for the ugly to-night, I wanted to go to the village to see what was going on.

After a few days, I have completely adapted to living alone in such an empty and even terrifying village. And I was faced not only with fear, but also with loneliness, and I even talked to myself sometimes to prove that I was alive.

I was prepared for the night, and I went out when the hour was almost over. And find a hiding place, but there is a better place to hide, first see what the whole village is like when it is ugly.

Sure enough, not long after entering the ugly hour, I saw a shadowy figure walking in the night, and soon came to me, and I saw that the figure looked like a person, but it was very stiff to walk, it must be these clay figurines, I only saw them wandering aimlessly around the village. From time to time, there was the sound of breaking.

I began to think about the question, how did these wandering clay figurines break, could it be that they fell while walking?

But it didn't seem that simple, so I crept out and followed a clay figurine in the distance, trying to see where it was going, whether it was really wandering aimlessly, or if it was purposeful.

I followed it for a while, and I met clay figurines in the middle, but they didn't seem to be aware of my presence at all, and didn't care about me, just walked on their own.

But I saw a clay figurine suddenly shattered into pieces beside me, this clay figurine happened to pass by me, I held my breath and walked over gently, in case it was discovered, and then I heard a slight cracking sound in my ears, and before I could react to what was going on, I suddenly heard a sound next to me, and the clay figurine fell to the ground and fell into pieces, and when it fell into pieces, I heard a "ah" sound from the mouth of the clay figurine, but the sound was not obvious, It's like an exhalation.

I began to realize that the clay figurines were broken by themselves. But the question is, how did these people in the village become clay figurines? Is it because of Feng Shui?

I always thought it had something to do with the face I saw on the wall in the temple during the day, or even to the temple, so I had the courage to go to the temple again, but when I got to the temple. But I saw that there was a fire flashing in the temple, I hid aside and looked, only to see that the white paper figure had appeared on the statue pedestal, and at the same time there was a rickety figure in front of the firelight, who was it not grandma!

When I saw this scene, I only felt shocked and excited, shocked because my grandmother was still in the village and was still doing the same thing, and excited because I finally saw another living person in this village besides me.

At that time, I hesitated to call her, but then stopped, after all, this temple is weird, and this white paper figure is even more weird. Grandma stood up after the paper money was burned, and then I heard the white paper man still say in the same tone: "Xiao Mu came here during the day yesterday. ”

Grandma asked, "How did he come here?" ”

"He seems to know that you've been here, and he must have followed you before we knew it," said the white paper man. ”

Grandma looked surprised, but the white paper man said, "But these are not important anymore, it doesn't matter if he knows, he has begun to discover the secrets of this village, and I am afraid that it will not be long before he knows what is here." ”

Grandma didn't speak, just continued to listen to the white paper man, and the white paper man said: "And when the coffin of life and death is opened, the situation here is getting more and more out of control, and if it continues like this, it will soon be out of control." It will be bad by then. ”

Grandma said, "I'll go see Xiao Mu." ”

The white paper man said, "Not for now, he is under the protection of that man, and if you go to him, you will be found, and he has not fully recovered yet." You can still hide in the village for the time being, and when he is completely awake, I'm afraid ......"

Just as the white paper man was saying this, suddenly the crow above my head came to me. I heard the white paper man say, "He's coming!" ”

Then the crow landed on my shoulder, and I was startled by what I saw, but the crow remained motionless when it landed on my shoulder, and I saw that the fire in the temple was quickly extinguished, and the temple was again dark and silent, as if nothing had happened.

I waited outside for a long time but didn't see my grandmother come out, and I wanted to go inside the temple to have a look. But the thought of the horrible face on the wall dispelled this thought, and now that my identity was unknown, I didn't dare to show up rashly. Let's see where the white paper figure came from and what it was planning, so I quietly went back to the old mansion.

As I got up, the crow on my shoulder suddenly flew up and disappeared into the sky.

When I got home, it was already midday, and it had been a long time since I drank a large glass of water in a panic, and then I realized that there was a secret hidden in our village, and this secret was why the white paper figures were here.

So what's the secret, and what do they don't want me to know?

Then I noticed a very small detail in the hall, that is, the feng shui wood candle offered in the hall, and one of them went out at some point.

So I walked to the front of the house to light the candle, but when I got to the house, I saw a black palm print with six fingers printed on the feng shui wood.

And when I saw this thing, I immediately thought of Lihuai, this is his mark, I originally thought that he was no longer in my house, but I didn't expect that until this time, he was still there, and he was even presumptuous to this point!