Chapter 53: The Mist

This turn startled Hao Chen, and he quickly shrank back and hid behind the trunk, and Zi Yan in his bag was also ready. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After hiding like this for about a minute, listening to the lack of movement behind him, Hao Chen couldn't help but poke his head out quietly, only to see that the monster was still twisting like this, and the sound of chiseling stones in the cave continued, but it showed no signs of moving its body.

After a few more moments, the monster jerked around and shook off its steps and entered the mine.

Hao Chen was shocked into a cold sweat, he was not afraid of fighting monsters, but in the middle of the night, the strange feeling made him shudder.

The big black man took out one stone after another, put it away steadily, and gradually piled it up into the shape of a small mountain bag, Hao Chen hid behind the tree and watched quietly, until he saw that it was holding a large stone and sealing the mountain bag-like stone pile before it was finished.

At this time, the sound of chiseling stones in the mine also stopped, and another monster with slender hands and feet covered in pitch black slowly walked out, still holding a pickaxe in his hand, which should be the one cutting stones inside.

The two monsters faced each other, and the one with the pickaxe was visibly smaller, and it looked up at the monster that had been piling up the rocks outside, as if to communicate something, and then they threw up their necks together, and let out a high-pitched, piercing howl from their bodies.

"Why is there a completion ceremony here?" Hao Chen hid behind a tree and complained in his heart.

"Elder Gu, what do you think they are doing?" Hao Chen thought it was strange to look at the pile of stones.

"Grave ......" Drum Lao doesn't have to think about it, such a shape is not big or small, it's not a grave or something.

"Grave, what about this ......" Hao Chen had an instant epiphany.

In Shi Liukou, Hao Chen knew that there had been a mining disaster in this mine decades ago, and not even a single body had been found, no corpse meant that there was not even a grave, and the people of that meeting did not pay attention to cremation, and the grave was extremely important to both the living and the dead.

These two monsters must have something to do with the dead miners.

Thinking of this, Hao Chen was even more reluctant to use force casually, so he could only quietly retreat a few steps and leave the scope of the mine.

"Is it a resentful spirit?" Hao Chen swayed around the mountains and forests, and he was not in a hurry to go back to sleep, and the scene just now was too terrifying, and he couldn't sleep with questions in his head.

"It should be an entity. "It is said that with the knowledge of the drum elder, he has never encountered anything, but this thing really surprised him, but not because of the weirdness and horror, but because of the stone grave that their actions are pointing at.

"Mountain gods?" Since the dragon capital has been suppressed in the mountain nest for thousands of years, the mountain god must also exist.

"Definitely not! The mountain god doesn't look like this!" the old drum denied the identity of the big black man.

"What's it?" Hao Chen instantly became interested.

But after waiting for a long time, the old drum still didn't want to say a word, so he could only give up.

In the days after the heavy rain, the weather was good, standing on the mountain and looking up, it seemed that he could see the stars in the sky, but when he thought of the mysterious black big miner behind him, Hao Chen had no desire to count the stars.

Walking and walking, Hao Chen arrived at the top of the back mountain, and under the mountain was Uncle Shi's village, and the time was two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, but the village was brighter than when Hao Chen left just now.

No, it's a campfire!

I didn't have time to carefully identify the whole picture of the village from a high place, but now with the help of the bright bonfire, Hao Chen could see clearly, Shiguozi Village was roughly a circle, the houses were scattered in a circle like ripples, a few tall and stout old trees were dotted among them, and a circle of stone steps in the middle extended downward, arching out a circular square.

The bonfire was placed in the middle, and it was burning vigorously, and there were many people around the bonfire.

In the middle of the night, the people in the village didn't sleep, what were they doing around the campfire? Hao Chen's eyes rolled, there must be a demon in the opposite state! This is a line he learned from a novel whose name he didn't know what, and it is just right to use it first.

He decided to go down the mountain and return to the village to find out.

Since everyone is human, Hao Chen didn't plan to sneak around, he came to the door of Shi Liu's house first, saw that his door was closed and unlocked, quietly returned to the room, washed the smell of mountain dust with water in the basin, rolled in the futon, pretended to wake up in the middle of the night, put on a coat, and opened the door to go out.

Looking for the firelight, Hao Chen turned around and came to the vicinity of the square, looking through the back door, this group of people, old and young, neatly gathered around the bonfire, each wearing linen and filial piety, with a sad face, the village chief with a crutch, holding his head high, and chanting words in his mouth.

Looking at the bonfire again, Hao Chen was scared a lot, which was a bonfire, it was a huge barbecue rack, and a cow that was erected and trapped in something in the middle of the firewood was surrounded by flames.

This village is not a den of some kind of church, and a sacrifice is being held in the middle of the night.

The sound of his approaching footsteps had already attracted the attention of several villagers, and he turned his head to look at Hao Chen with a vigilant face, he quickly rubbed his fairly neat hair, pretended to be sleepy-eyed, and stood on the steps with a messy hair, yawning loudly.

"BARBECUE PATTY SO LATE?"

Hearing him speak, everyone turned their heads to look at him with a surprised expression. The village chief glanced sideways at Hao Chen and slowly walked over from the other side of the bonfire.

"You didn't sleep?" the old village chief had a solemn face and an angry look in his eyes.

"I fell asleep, and when I got up in the middle of the night and saw a fire outside the door, I went to the ancient to take a look. Yawned again, looked left and right, and saw that no one spoke, Hao Chen knew that the rash appearance just now might have caused the displeasure of the villagers.

"Ah, why are you all dressed...... I'm sorry I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll go back to sleep, good night everyone. Hao Chen turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" the village chief called to him, and then walked up the steps step by step, at this moment, his steps were steady, not at all like the hunched back and bent over when he saw it in the daytime, looking like an old dragon clock.

"Since you're here, I still have something to ask you!" The village chief walked up to Hao Chen, patted him on the shoulder, and pinched Hao Chen's shoulder blade with a strong palm, and turned him around.

Hao Chen didn't use his strength to explode, he didn't want to expose himself as a monster in their eyes, not to mention that this village was so interesting, he wanted to find out more.

"Shi Liu told you, the matter of the Houshan Stone Mine. The village chief's expression relaxed slightly, but the hand on Hao Chen's shoulder never let go.

"Say, say, oh, village chief, what are you doing here?" Pretending to be pinched by the village chief, Hao Chen secretly glanced at the villagers who were still under the steps with one eye, still with a nervous expression.

"Come down and sit. The village chief saw that Hao Chen was in pain, let go of his hand and patted him on the shoulder, walked in front and let him sit on the steps next to him, as if he had something to say.

Pretending to rub his shoulders, Hao Chen sat on the steps he pointed to with a reluctant expression, looking up at the old man with a white beard on a suspicious face.

"As you can see, all of you here are the villagers of my Shiguozi Village. The village chief pointed to Hao Chen one by one.

"That's Shi Yuxiu, that's Shi Yulan, Shi Chenhui, Shi Zhu, Shi Gang...... You've seen this during the day, my grandson Shi Xiang. ”

The people who were introduced all nodded politely to Hao Chen, every household in Shiguozi Village has the surname Shi, but the daughters-in-law who marry in will be crowned with the surname Shi in front of their surnames, just like the custom of marrying a husband and following a husband only existed in ancient times.

Through the bonfire, Hao Chen saw a young man wearing linen and filial piety not far away, who was a man smoking by the wall during the day. After looking around, Hao Chen found that there was one missing person in this group, and it was Uncle Shi Liushi who brought him to the village.

"What's your name?"

"Hao Chen, morning morning!"

The village chief looked at Hao Chen, and Hao Chen naturally looked back at the past with a smile, polite, calm, neither humble nor arrogant, in the face of unknown dangers, let the other party let down their guard against you as much as possible, this is the psychological countermeasure he learned in medical school, but he didn't expect it to be used in front of him.

"Now you can see that we are holding a sacrifice, but we haven't invited you to ......" The village chief smiled slightly, and the bonfire crackled at this time, and it should be that the fat from the body of the cow in the fire was oozing.

"Broke in by accident, sorry. Hao Chen could smell the smell of flames, not only the burnt smell of meat, but also a hint of danger.