The old man smiled, "We really have to go back, I guess Lao Qu will go to the tomb of the demon concubine." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he heard that our Nine Souls have been in fire for hundreds of years, and I am afraid that he will think that it is a fake, and he will definitely go to get the real thing. If you don't understand something, it's good to ask clearly. ”

"Don't you go to your ancestral grave to see?" Brother Qiang asked, and the old man also sighed for a while, saying that he might not be able to bury himself in the ancestral grave in the future, and now he was driven out by the Cong family.

I originally suggested playing here for a few days, and by the way to rest the body that has been exhausted, but the old man kept urging us to hurry up, Cong Shuya said to me, "Lao Qu is a person with an ID card, if we take a plane, we can't catch up." "I just remembered that the old man is now a black hukou and can only take the train.

Cong Shuya booked the next day's tickets the next day, and this time she was lucky, and the four tickets were all sleepers connected together. Brother Qiang joked that this train also opened a single room, and we occupied all four nests in a pit.

I slept all the way on the train, and my eyelashes were almost covered with eye droppings, and the train had just arrived at the final station.

We found a hotel to stay, and the old man took Brother Qiang out for a busy day, and only came back dejected in the evening. Brother Qiang told me that he just got some commonly used inverted tools, flashlights and light sticks, and only took out a few long knives.

"Old man, this job is not a small risk, don't tell me that you want to kill Wei with this little thing. "I was almost roaring, and what I regretted most at this time was that I didn't hide the pistol when I left, but who would have thought that Hu Hansan would come back one day.

The old man's face was also very ugly, "My relationship is broken, maybe the Cong family knows that I am not dead, and deliberately cut off the people who have contact with me, and it will be a little difficult to get equipment in the future." ”

I sat down on the bed, the monster was moving so fast, it was a real battle. We're going like this, I'm afraid it will add up to enough for that thing to have a meal.

Brother Qiang patted me, and the clothes on his body were lifted, "Actually, it's nothing, it's really not good, the whip on me is not a vegetarian." ”

We've come this far, and we can't turn back, and in the end we can only take the bus to the mountain village.

The minibus is supposed to be operated by private owners, and the woman who sells the tickets still recognizes us, and greets us warmly when she sees us on the bus, but it looks a little flickering, and it is inconvenient for me to ask more.

We walked a little way, because we were at the terminal, and there were only a few of us left in the car, and the women started talking to us.

The women wondered why we were going to that little mountain village and asked if we had relatives there. Cong Shuya said no, just a friend is there, a few of us like to explore, think the scenery inside is good, so we go here to play.

The woman's face changed a little, and she asked if she had greeted her friend before coming. I felt something was wrong and asked him what was wrong.

The woman said: "A few days ago, a pile of dead bodies was found in the village, and dozens of police cars came. It was as if some wild beast had come out of the mountains and eaten all the people, and some of them were only skeletons. ”

As soon as I heard that the secret was not good, I guess that the monster didn't know what was going on. I asked what kind of monster ate it, but the women were also hearsay, running back and forth all day long, and some people chewed their tongues in the car to hear it. However, the tone of the speech can be conclusive, and it is true.

I thought to myself, even though it wasn't necessarily the death of a group of people, as the women said, it was very likely that something big had happened. In these days, there are topics in the places where police cars are fenced, and it was originally just a matter of two dogs fighting, and it can be said that a war has been waged by false rumors.

Although I thought so in my heart, I was still uneasy, Cong Shuya kept chatting with women, and women also liked to talk to beautiful big girls, so I talked about what I heard.

About five or six days ago, when the woman was running a car, she saw several police cars driving into the mountains, and the people in the cars opened the chatterbox, talking about things and speculation. The next day, a passenger in the car told a vivid story about the beast eating man in the mountain village, and also described the beast as fierce and his clothes were heinous.

I was amusing listening to it, and the story was almost enough to be used as a story. But then the woman said, "There are so many dead people in that village, and no one has left the village until now." I'm the only one on this road, unless I go out or have my own car, I must know it. The village was very strange in the first place, and the people around it didn't know them, and they never interacted with outsiders. I used to hear that there were monsters in the village, and those people were all monsters. Speaking of this, it seems that the woman also felt absurd, and gently covered her mouth and laughed.

I asked the women what was so strange about the people in the village besides them. The women didn't say anything that interested us. The old man suddenly asked if anyone had gone to the village in the past few days, and the woman was stunned and suddenly said loudly, "Yesterday afternoon, a man went there, and he looked like he had tuberculosis, and if I hadn't given him more money, I wouldn't have pulled him, and he would vomit blood when he got into the car." He stretched out his hand and pointed to a seat in front of him, "Well, that's it, you see there's still blood." I vomited two or three mouthfuls from getting in the car, and it seems that I won't live long, and I can be regarded as doing a good deed. How can it be said that people have to fall back to their roots if they live for a lifetime. ”

I secretly scolded this woman for being greedy for money, but the person he said about vomiting blood was probably the one surnamed Qu. I didn't expect this guy to vomit blood all the way to hold on to this, such a vomiting method, who is also dry in the blood vessels.

Speaking of the sacrificial woman surnamed Qu, she gritted her teeth and kept cursing that he would not live long, "The man looked like he had been dug out of a dirt pit, covered in stinky mud, and with perfume sprayed on his body." The woman sniffed the smell of Cong Shuya's body, "Do you know each other? The scent on that person's body is the same as that of this big girl." ”

Cong Shuya smiled and waved her hand to show that she didn't know. I glanced at the old man and saw a different look in each other's eyes. All four of us are somewhat immune to the scent of the curse, and we can barely smell it unless the scent is a little different. At that time, the lights were blind in the middle of the night, and I was not in the mood to smell whether there was a smell on the sacrifice surnamed Qu.

Could it be that he also came into contact with something like the Golden Seal and was infected with a curse, or maybe he was carrying something that could emit a fragrance, but the smell was not from him?

I asked the woman what this person looked like, and the woman's description, except for some deliberately buried words, could still be heard that the person who vomited blood was the sacrifice surnamed Qu.

The woman said that the priest surnamed Qu was carrying a bag on his body, which was quite big and heavy, and she didn't know what it contained. At that time, the women also helped to carry the car, which could weigh 100 pounds. I don't know how much blood the sacrifice surnamed Qu vomited, and there were a lot of blood stains on it. The woman was curious, and kicked it as she walked back and forth, and he guessed that it was most likely a piece of pork inside. The woman said that vomiting blood is already like this, and she can live for a few days, and she can eat something good, because the people in this mountain are poor, and they are reluctant to eat meat on weekdays.

I sighed in my heart, it is impossible for the priest surnamed Qu to bring a piece of pork here, I glanced at Brother Qiang, Brother Qiang nodded and pouted, I'm afraid we want to go together. This minibus temporarily became a hearse, and it actually transported a corpse to the sacrifice surnamed Qu. If she told the woman this, it is estimated that she would go crazy, and she would not dig out the ancestors of the sacrifice surnamed Qu and scold them again.

It's just that I don't know who the sacrifice surnamed Qu brought here, judging by the time, he should also come by train. It was a full day ahead of us. There may be too many things happening on this day, it is possible that the sacrifice surnamed Qu will die in the mountain village, and it is possible that something happened in the mountain village. What worries me the most is that he entered the mountain desperately, and at this time he was on the way to the tomb of the demon concubine.

After shaking all the way, the woman said all the way, and we got out of the car and looked reluctant to Cong Shuya. When the minibus walked away, I said to Cong Shuya, "I really didn't expect that you really have anything to talk about with this kind of middle-aged woman, you don't have a generation gap?"

Cong Shuya glanced at me, "Don't you men like to go down to the kitchen, enter the hall, earn money to subsidize the family outside, and take care of you properly inside." I'm working in the direction, you don't want to?"

I thought back to the woman's bloated figure, swallowed my saliva, laughed twice, and had to say yes.

As the sun sets, the mountain village is red, like blood. It was time to start cooking, but there was no smoke rising from the whole village. Brother Qiang and the old man Ye were standing on the side of the path at the entrance of the village, looking down at something.

As I walked over, there was a long trail of drag on the ground, more than a foot wide, that stretched into the village. There is a pool of blood not far away, it seems that the time is not short, and Brother Qiang said that this blood must be at least five or six days.

I counted the time, and not long after we left here, there was a school case in the village. I am afraid that this blood was caused at that time. I think of the monster, and the warm weather makes me shiver.

Brother Qiang laughed on the side, "I was scared to pee a drop? I seemed to have been told what I was talking about, and the old man blushed and glared at him. To show that I had nothing to fear, I walked into the mountain village first.

The village was still the same as when we left, and we looked around. Brother Qiang jumped into a courtyard again and lifted the pot to take a look. The sweet potatoes inside are still inside, and the black hair has grown old. Brother Qiang threw down the lid of the pot with a bang, "It seems that no one has lived and no one has come since we left." What a good village has become a ghost town?"

I scolded him for having a broken mouth, don't be an old ghost, what if you really want to come out and can't resist it. Brother Qiang walked into the back room with a big grin, and I followed in.

The old man said, "Don't you see what's wrong with this room?" Brother Qiang is big and brainless, "What's wrong, the cover is still the same as when we left." ”

I could see the cabinet on the side, because the door was open. This house is so clean, it must be a very neat person living here, and it shouldn't be hidden in the cabinet door. Although I didn't enter the back room last time I came, how could the old man not find such a special place.