Bound to the Shrine.

This is a special ancestral hall.

It is built in the jungle about two kilometers away from the village.

The villagers have spent years of time and effort building jungle trails and detailed signage in the village, so that outsiders can feel like exploring the jungle without getting lost and encountering danger.

Follow the jungle trail all the way east.

The two-kilometer road is not long, and it takes about twenty minutes to get there.

On the way, it seemed that he was worried that the headless black shadow would appear again, Liu Chengfeng always looked left and right, quite a bit of a frightened bird.

Fortunately, they were lucky.

The road was smooth, and when we arrived at the Binding Temple, the sun became brighter and brighter, dispelling some of the gloom in everyone's hearts a little.

The ancestral hall is very exquisitely built, and you can feel the heaviness and solemnity of it from afar.

There is a ditch not far away.

The ditches were shallow and rocky, and there were many wooden stakes that had been washed away by the rainy season and were scattered in the mud.

When the three of them entered the ancestral hall, there was only one old man with a rickety back sweeping the ground in the outer courtyard.

There is a small house next to it.

It seems that it should be the place where the old man eats and lives on weekdays.

The ancestral hall was very quiet, and the three of them did not see anyone else except the old man.

"Old man!"

Liu Chengfeng shouted loudly.

But the old man didn't pay any attention to him.

The three of them felt a little strange in their hearts, and when they got closer, they realized that the old man was not very good at hearing, and only one ear could barely hear the sounds outside, and he had to be very close to hear what they said.

"No wonder it was thrown in such a place......"

Liu Chengfeng sighed with emotion.

They told the old man to visit the ancestral hall, and the old man was very happy, saying that the ancestral hall could be seen casually, as long as the things inside were not disturbed.

At this time, Bai Xiaoxiao asked the old man again, whether anyone came to the ancestral hall yesterday, and the old man recalled it, saying that there were two people who came at night, about eight or nine o'clock, but they didn't stay long before leaving.

After chatting for a while, Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly changed the topic and asked:

"Old man, do you know Hirokawa?"

The old man frowned, and put his ear, which could barely hear the voice, close to Bai Xiaoxiao:

"What ship?"

Bai Xiaoxiao said loudly into his ear:

"Hirokawa!"

"The vast expanse, the river of the mountains!"

When the old man heard this, his face changed greatly, and he hurriedly shook his head and said:

"No...... I don't know! ”

"I don't know...... Haven't heard of ...... Don't know him! ”

He was incoherent and repeated, as if trying to convince everyone that he really didn't know Hirokawa.

At this time, Ning Qiushui suddenly touched his clothes, took out Guangchuan's tablet, and handed it to the old man.

"Old man, take a closer look, do you really not know each other......"

As soon as the old man with the broom saw this tablet, his cloudy eyes suddenly overflowed with indescribable fear, he screamed, as if he was stimulated by something, and directly threw away the broom in his hand, turned around, and limped into the distance!

As he ran, he shouted over and over again:

"Not me...... I didn't do it...... I don't know anything...... Don't come to me! ”

The old man ran all the way in a hurry, and came to the ditch, and when he tripped over the weeds under his feet, he fell into the ditch, and immediately lost his breath.

The hearts of the three of them sank, and they had an extremely bad premonition.

They immediately went to the ditch to check.

But it doesn't matter if you look at it, as soon as they come over, the scene in the ditch makes them stunned directly in place-

I saw that the old man fell on his back on a wooden stake, his chest and the back of his head were pierced by the huge wooden thorns on the stake, and the red blood gushed out, flowing downstream along the shallow stream of the stream......

The old man's empty eyes were filled with horror, and he stared straight at the three people on the bank of the ditch......

Liu Chengfeng was so frightened by the dead man's eyes that he took half a step back and said:

"I'm ...... Dead, dead? ”

Both of them had ugly expressions.

"He obviously knew something, but for some reason he didn't dare to speak."

Bai Xiaoxiao said and turned her head to Ning Qiushui.

"Little Brother Qiushui, do you have any ideas?"

She saw Ning Qiushui staring at the old man's corpse and fell into deep thought, so she opened her mouth to ask, but Ning Qiushui shook her head.

"I'm still thinking about the cafeteria......"

Bai Xiaoxiao frowned slightly.

"The cafeteria? What happened to the cafeteria? ”

Ning Qiushui said softly:

"Don't you think...... Is there something strange about the furnishings in the cafeteria? ”

The two nodded.

Liu Chengfeng on the side scratched his head and said:

"It's weird, but maybe that's the style of the canteen in the village?"

Ning Qiushui stared at the eyes of the two and asked a sentence that made their scalps tingle:

"You say, is there a possibility...... Is the current canteen in the village the original guest house for tourists from outside? ”

Ning Qiushui's voice fell, Liu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately gasped:

"I wipe ...... Little brother, when you say that, it seems to ...... It's a bit like that! ”

Bai Xiaoxiao's eyes flashed:

"It's not like, it should be."

"The cafeteria is divided into three floors, except for the central dining area, all the others are small cubicles, which is exactly the size of a room......"

"I thought it was weird before, but I didn't think about it, but now...... It seems that the clues are connected a little. ”

After speaking, she stretched out her hand and patted Ning Qiushui's shoulder, raised her eyebrows and praised:

"Yes, Brother Qiushui!"

"It's been a long time since I've met a man as thin as you!"

Ning Qiushui was choked by Bai Xiaoxiao's half-ridiculous tone.

Boy.

Are you praising me or are you scolding me?

"So, that's what happens now...... The guest house that was supposed to entertain foreign tourists was converted into a canteen, and the villagers converted another big mansion that no one had lived in for a long time into a guest house? ”

Liu Chengfeng seemed to understand something.

Ning Qiushui nodded.

"Yes."

"But...... Why would they do it? ”

"I don't know, but the house isn't clean, so they certainly don't want us well."

As the three of them spoke, they passed through several doors and entered the interior of the ancestral hall, where they saw a painting located in the main hall and a statue next to the portrait.

The statue is made of pure gold, and although it is only the size of a palm, it is definitely worth a lot of money, and it must not be a small expense for a remote village like Qiyu Village.

Bai Xiaoxiao played with the golden statue for a while, and then put it back in its place.

The trio's attention then turned to the portrait.

The location on the portrait should also be the village of praying for rain.

It's just that there seems to be a sense of age, which should have been decades or even hundreds of years ago.

It depicts a man holding a lawn mowing sickle and stepping on the back of another person.

A total of three people were tied up and kneeling on the ground.

They are a middle-aged man, a woman, and a child.

And behind this middle-aged man with a scythe, there were also a large number of black people, who looked like villagers, their faces were angry, and they raised their arms and shouted, as if they were responding to something......

"No, what is this doing? Revolt? ”

Liu Chengfeng was confused by this painting.

Bai Xiaoxiao leaned closer to the painting, stretched out her slender fingertips and rubbed gently, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Not quite right, take a closer look at the background of this painting......"

When the two heard this, they also noticed that the background on the scroll was a little ...... It's too desolate.

"The sun is scorching, the vegetation is dead, the creek is dry......"

"It's ...... Great drought?! ”

Liu Chengfeng exclaimed.

Ning Qiushui seemed to have thought of something, and muttered:

"Good people shed their blood and turned into rain......"