Chapter 162: Flying Head
Nothing strange happened to Su Qing's side, we stayed at Su Qing's house for an afternoon, so we could only guard a few of their children to help burn the paper.
The village committee in the middle came once, and as soon as Uncle Jiang entered the door with his front foot, Brother Jiang followed him with his back foot.
"My family also suffered last night, but I heard Wen Jie's voice, so I didn't open the door."
This was originally said by Brother Jiang to Uncle Jiang, but when he said it, he looked at me.
I nodded: "Yes, I was supposed to go to your house last night to borrow something, but then I shouted for a long time and didn't see you come out to open the door and I left." ”
"Did you see something?" When Brother Jiang looked at me, his eyes were a little unnatural.
I squinted, what does that mean?
Is he suspicious of me, have you killed his poultry?
Uncle Jiang stretched out his hand to stop him, and seemed to think so too.
Brother Jiang shook his head instead and beckoned to me: "Wen Jie, come here, I have something to tell you." ”
followed Brother Jiang out of the door, and his expression became a little strange.
"Actually, I saw everything yesterday in the window, that person is Chen Wen, right?"
I didn't answer his words, whether it was Chen Wen or not, I still don't know.
If I make things up, when the time comes, there will be three long and two short, and it will have to be counted on my head.
"If you don't speak, I've probably guessed it. But there is one thing, this is not an ordinary spell, this is very likely to be the evil art of Bai Miao Village. I don't know if you know, I've seen it on the video, this is called flying head drop. ”
Flying head down?
I looked at Brother Jiang, and the whole person was stunned.
I'd heard of it, but I didn't think about it at the time.
My attention was all on Chen Wen at that time, I just wanted to see if that skull belonged to him or not.
"If you believe my brother, he will be out tonight. Don't just run after that head, you go to Chen Wen's house and squat, and when his head flies out, you take something to wrap his body. When the time comes, it will be difficult for his head to go back after the second half of the night. Just grab that head and you'll be able to force him to say something you want to know. ”
I looked at Brother Jiang, and my mind was a mess like paste.
This flying head landing was deliberately placed on Chen Wen.
And this spell is particularly difficult to do.
If I wrap Chen Wen's body so that the head can't find his body, he will slowly lose his breath.
Without oxygen, Chen Wen would be putting his life here.
But Chen Wen in real life didn't know what was going on at all.
Because this is not his own consciousness, the head is controlled by someone.
Speaking of flying head landing, I suddenly remembered something.
This Su Qing's death is not ordinary, if it was really done by Feitou, then I probably know why.
This is most likely related to the long upwind as well.
Just helping people to see the deficiency disease and draw blood could not satisfy their anxiety to find the seven sacrificers as soon as possible.
If there is a person in every village who has been dropped, then they can find the sacrificer faster.
It's just that this matter is not advisable, after all, there are more people who die, and the matter will be bigger.
So they don't cast a wide net, but focus on cultivating.
Many of the people in our village are outsiders, and as long as they have lived in this village since childhood, they are generally related to the ancestors in the tomb.
As long as this is the case, we can find a family that has lived in our village for hundreds of years, and then find someone to control the flying head and let him judge whether this person's blood is suitable or not.
Of course, the headwind is smart.
After all, the flying head will suck up that person's blood as soon as he sucks blood, so what the headwind leader is looking for is not Su Qing.
It's Su Qing's children.
As long as Su Qing's blood is suitable, then these children can be used by him as sacrificers.
I was scared for a while when I thought about it, and I didn't think about it so much yesterday when I was chasing that flying head.
Fortunately, it seems that Su Qing's blood is inappropriate now, otherwise his children would have been picked up early this morning.
If Su Qing's blood is suitable, then there are a total of four children here, plus Liu Mu and Dong Jing, their scope will be narrowed down to only one person.
I swallowed, things weren't too bad.
But what should Chen Wen do?
How can I keep him?
Thinking of this, the footsteps behind me, I looked back, it was Uncle Jiang.
"Boy," Uncle Jiang's voice seemed to be several years older, probably because of the recent events that made him a little tired.
"If it's really a flying head, Chen Wen's secret is here. Once someone punctures this spell, Chen Wen will immediately lose his breath, and the flying head will end here. ”
Uncle Jiang thought for a moment before saying, "If this is really the case, then there is no need to stay." ”
What he said was foggy, and I was stunned, and I probably understood what he meant.
Chen Wen is now alone, and if he really dies at home, he can only die violently.
The village committee and village chief can also find a way to get the formalities right.
Now their only purpose is to get Chen Wen to stop harming people.
Especially this flying head landing, it is not so simple.
The atmosphere in the village is not good, so it is better to leave it at that.
When night fell, I asked Dong Jing to help with the rest of Su Qing's house.
And I went to Chen Wen's house with Brother Jiang, bringing good wine and food, as well as some flowers and fruits.
Naturally, he doesn't know why, only we can understand.
We're bringing him his last meal.
Unless we can't catch the head tonight, it's over, and he's gone.
I seemed depressed and had no interest in anything.
Chen Wen saw me like this, and comforted me a few words.
Brother Jiang patted me on the shoulder, I know that the overall situation is the most important.
Chen Wen was drunk by us, and he was already drunk at this time.
He said this nonsense, but most of it was related to his grandfather.
"Get him to his room, it's almost time." Brother Jiang said, and carried Chen Wen to the room.
I looked at the big hanging clock in the living room, and it was already eleven fifty-nine.
I was counting a few seconds until midnight, when suddenly something flashed in front of me.
It's a head!
I listened to Brother Jiang's words and did not chase him out, but turned around and walked towards the room.
Chen Wen just lay straight on the kang, and the connection between his neck and skull was not damaged at all.
I frowned, and sure enough, it was a flying head!
"Quick, Wen Jie, bring the red cloth!" Brother Jiang pointed to the red strip of cloth next to me.