Weird Talker

Chapter 16
Fucheng is very big, out of the urban area to the south, it is Mianshan District.

If you go to the west, you will be in Tai'an District. There is a Buried Mountain County in Tai'an District, and the westernmost part of Buried Mountain County is Xianyang Village.

To the west of Xianyang Village is the Fucheng area, which is completely a stretch of ancient mountains and forests, with no traces of modern development.

Buried Mountain County is unremarkable, but Xianyang Village inside has some sayings.

That is also the origin of the name of Xianyang Village.

It is said that hundreds of years ago, the people who fled from the north were displaced all the way to Buried Mountain County.

But the fertile land in Buried Mountain County has long been occupied by people, and the remaining land simply cannot support so many refugees.

Seeing a group of people were tired and hungry, dying, at this moment, a black sheep suddenly appeared.

It didn't bark either, and its long pupils just stared straight at the group of refugees.

As if possessed by a demon, the group of refugees began to follow it in a trance.

When we stopped, we had already arrived at a land with beautiful mountains and clear waters!
A group of refugees were overjoyed and settled down here, and named it Xianyang Village after the black sheep leading the way.

As a matter of course, creatures like sheep have also become fetishes worshiped by the villagers of Xianyang Village.

Even Xianyang Village will hold the Huayang Festival every three years.

The lucky ones who are selected will wear sheep's horns and sheep's fur, and become sheep immortals for three days.

August NO.19.

Tomorrow is the Huayang Festival which is held every three years.

The villagers of Xianyang Village gathered together to sing and dance, each household served a dish, and a long mat stretching for [-] meters was set up.

This place is indeed a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, similar to Taohuayuan, surrounded by mountains on all sides, the only way to enter the village is a winding dirt road, the road is bumpy and uneven, and ordinary drivers dare not walk at all.

So even though the style here is unique, its reputation is still not obvious.

The Huayang Festival lasted for three days. During these three days, the entire Xianyang Village was ordered to die. All villagers had to be present and were not allowed to leave the village. The ban could only be lifted after the Huayang Festival was held.

It's hard to imagine such feudal patriarchal behavior in modern society, but this is the reality of remote villages, and the village chief's words are even more effective than the law.

However, that night, a sneaky figure appeared outside the Xianyang Temple in the village.

His name is Chen Ping, and he is one of the few young people in the village who have been admitted to university and walked out of the mountains. This time he also asked for leave to come back to participate in the Huayang Festival.

Chen Ping has received higher education. When he was in the village, he didn't think it was a big deal, but now after he went out to study in college, he felt that the Huayang Festival was a bit weird.

My mother was selected to be a sheep fairy for the Huayang Festival. According to the old people in the village, the lucky ones who are selected can make a wish, and as long as they are not too greedy, they will usually come true.

At that time, the wish made by his mother was that he could successfully enter the university.

Strange things just happened.

Chen Ping, who had always been stubborn and had no interest in studying, unexpectedly seemed to have a sudden enlightenment. He finished junior high school and high school smoothly, and was admitted to a key university!
But just after he was admitted to university, his mother died.

Chen Ping was able to get into university, at least his IQ was fine. He soon realized that his mother's death was just like in some works of art, after making a wish to some evil gods, he had to pay other price to fulfill the wish.

In addition, since he was young, he has a distasteful personality and strong mobility. After returning to Xianyang Village this time, although he still ate and drank with the villagers on the surface, secretly, he always wanted to sneak into the Xianyang Ancestral Hall. It is too mysterious, and has been guarded since childhood, and no one is allowed to enter. Only the day before the Xianyang Festival starts, the selected "sheep fairy" can enter, and when he comes out the next day, the sheep fairy has already dressed up. So did my mother.

Tomorrow is the Huayang Festival. I heard that the lucky one selected for this round of Huayang Festival is the daughter of Lao Li's family?

that girl...

Chen Ping didn't have much impression of her, but he only remembered that she was a bit dark, honest and honest, and she didn't like to talk since she was a child.

Taking a sneak peek into the ancestral hall, Chen Ping felt a little annoyed.

There are more guards than usual, and the guard is simply too strict.

But the more this happened, the more problems there were in this ancestral hall, and he was almost certain that there must be secrets here.

While thinking about how to enter the ancestral hall, Chen Ping suddenly saw another sneaky figure.

Is that...the son of the village chief?

Why doesn't he go through the front door?

Chen Ping followed secretly.

Seeing the darkness, the village chief's son pushed aside the grass, lay down on the ground, and got into the ancestral hall.

I'm going...and the dog hole!
Unexpectedly, Chen Ping was overjoyed.

After the movement in the wall was far away, he came to the wall and pulled the grass away like the village chief's son.

Drilling into the hole and looking up, the tall and old wooden ancestral hall lay in front of him, which made him feel inexplicably panicked.

The courtyard wall of this ancestral hall is much bigger than he imagined...

He walked deeper for a while, and the more he walked, the more frightened he became.

The night was already dim, and the surroundings were too silent, not even a sound of insects chirping. This situation was a bit bizarre.

As the saying goes, the smarter a person is, the easier it is to scare himself. This is what happened to Chen Ping now. Various horror stories and scenes kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

suddenly!

"I don't want to be a sheep fairy!"

A shrill cry made him shiver.

Wait... that voice is, Li Rong, the daughter of the old Li family?

Sure enough, she was sent to the ancestral hall to dress up one day in advance.

While still in shock, Chen Ping's nose suddenly moved, and he smelled some strange fragrances.

This is... longevity incense?

Someone is burning incense?
The aroma entered his body, which made him feel relieved for no reason, and the girl named Li Rong suddenly stopped barking.

"Bring me to such a gloomy place in the middle of the night to dress up, no wonder I don't want to..."

Chen Ping muttered.

He glanced around, just in time to see the son of the village chief who slipped into the ancestral hall one step ahead of him, entering a room.

He hastened to follow, ears closed, and he approached the wooden window lightly.

It's reliable, Chen Ping frowned, it stinks!

The stench that even the Longevity Incense couldn't hide.

It's a highly corrupt smell.

He had seen a dead wild boar by the river before. The wild boar had been soaked in water for an unknown amount of time, and its whole body was rotten. The smell it emitted was the smell in the house at the moment.

What are they doing?
Chen Ping's heart beat faster and faster, he quietly inserted his finger into the gap of the wooden window, tipped it up a gap, and looked into the room through the night and lights.

There were much more people in the room than he had imagined, including the village head's family, several elders of the rich clans in the village, and a few middle-aged patriarchs who often went out of the village to communicate with the outside world and do business.

These people formed a circle, and everyone held a stick of longevity incense in their hands. The son of the village chief who had just arrived was stared at, and hurried to get a stick of longevity incense, obediently joining the crowd.

Chen Ping struggled to look in through the window, and there were two people surrounded by them, a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, who should be Li Rong.

There was another one who was kneeling on the mat with a wrinkled face and was extremely old. Chen Ping took a closer look and found that that person was the village chief.

The village head is in his nineties, and he still has to stay up late to do such tiring work?
While Chen Ping was wondering, he suddenly saw that Li Rong had already taken off his shirt!
What are these people going to do? !

Chen Ping sensed something was wrong, did this group of people want to violate Li Rong?

He was hesitating whether to call the police, but he saw that the village chief took out a very simple brush, soaked up the ink, and landed on Li Rong's naked upper body.

When the first pen fell, Li Rong suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red and tears flowed out.

"what!!!"

Chen Ping was so frightened that his skin got goose bumps all over his body. He had never seen Li Rong, who didn't talk much, screaming so loudly and shrillly.

However, the surrounding patriarchs and middle-aged patriarchs were all holding longevity incense in one hand and pressing her shoulder with the other.

It looked like she didn't have much strength, but Li Rong couldn't move.

Only her eyeballs could move, and she could only cry at this moment, shaking uncontrollably all over her body.

But the old village chief, who was drawing peach charms on her body, didn't even lift his eyelids, his expression was focused and serious, as if he was performing some kind of sacred ceremony.

He wrote slowly, as if each stroke required great effort.

Chen Ping was so frightened by this weird scene that his legs went limp and his gums were trembling.

After about half an hour, finally... densely packed weird symbols were written on Li Rong's body.

These are not words at all, when the old village chief's last stroke left her body, Li Rong's face suddenly twisted to the extreme!

The crowd who had been circling around the two of them, and holding longevity incense, also stopped.

"You love me, I wish to be clear."

A hoarse, singing-like voice emerged from the old village chief's throat.

Under the watchful eyes of the incense holders, the old village chief nodded slightly.

Seeing this, the two middle-aged patriarchs took out a black horn, and a very long iron nail was driven into the root of the horn.

The two held the horns in both hands and raised them high. Under the gaze of everyone and surrounded by fragrance, they aimed the iron nail at the root of the horns at the position of Li Rong's temples and pierced them in!

Li Rong's eyeballs bulged out immediately, the veins around her forehead swelled, and two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. It was obvious that her pain had reached its extreme.

But soon, she was no longer in pain.

The old village head picked up the brush, sucked up the ink, and used the brush to hit her eyebrows hard!
A scarlet mark remained between her eyebrows, but the next moment, the skin on Li Rong's upper body covered with strange symbols began to fall off by itself!
Chen Ping was so frightened that his eyes were tearing apart, he used his free hand to cover his mouth, for fear of screaming.

The scene in front of me was too weird and terrifying... A girl who was still alive just now, after being tapped between her eyebrows, the skin all over her body began to peel off by itself, revealing bloody red flesh and blood...

But this time, Li Rong didn't even utter a cry, she just sat cross-legged quietly, her eyes were empty, only the blood was still flowing slowly under the two horns inserted into her temples.

"Wear fairy clothes."

The old village head's old voice sounded again.

A piece of sheepskin... was held up under Chen Ping's trembling eyes.

The old village chief unfolded it and slowly spread it on Li Rong's bloody flesh.

The sheepskin, which was obviously a dead thing, moved!

It wriggled into Li Rong's body, clinging tightly to her flesh and blood, and in the blink of an eye...it became one with her.

"Congratulations, Lord Yang Xian."

"Congratulations, Lord Yangxian..."

"..."

Everyone in the house saluted reverently, but this scene was particularly terrifying to Chen Ping outside the window.

He could hardly hold back his breathing, and his heart beat as if it was going to pop out of his chest.

Is this the Sheep Festival?

This is the chosen lucky one?

He suddenly thought of his mother, could it be that my mother also... He shivered, shuddering.

No, if you want to call the police, you must escape and call the police!
This horrible place must be taken away!
At this time, the old village chief was taking the final step.

He once again filled the brush with some kind of weird ink, as long as the tip of the brush is fixed between the eyebrows, Li Rong's "divinity" can be maintained for a period of time, and everyone can get whatever they want.

However, the village chief just pressed the tip of the ink-absorbed brush to Li Rong's eyebrows.

Suddenly.

Chen Ping retreated quietly, and was about to leave, but the moment he lowered the wooden window, there was a noise!
"Crack-"

The small voice was like thunder in the silent ancestral hall!

The old village head shook his hand, and the tip of the brush stuck between his brows fell to the ground with a "slap-" sound.

The old village chief's old face instantly turned pale with horror, and he shouted, "Pick it up quickly! Stick it on! Quick!"

A strange night wind suddenly came in from the window, causing the brush to roll around on the ground several times.

After a group of people hurriedly picked up the brush, they hurriedly put the tip of the brush back on Li Rong's eyebrows.

The old village head observed for a while in fear, and finally heaved a sigh of relief seeing that Li Rong kept his eyes tightly closed.

"You guys, find that person just now!"

"Yes! The village chief..."

……

In the ancient jungle that has not changed since ancient times, a gust of wind blows.

The ancestral hall where a group of people gathered just now is now empty.

The girl sitting stiffly on the futon of the ancestral hall was dressed in sheepskin, with two black horns stuck in her temples. The blood on her face had been carefully treated, and even her expression was shaped into a smile.

However, none of the people in Xianyang Village who have fallen asleep know...

The girl who shouldn't have opened her eyes opened her eyes in the dark ancestral hall at this moment...

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August NO.20, eight o'clock in the morning.

Qin Manjiang had arrived in Buried Mountain County last night.

Today is the day when the game starts. If he wants to enter Xianyang Village, there are only two buses a day, one in the morning and one in the evening, so he has to come here early and wait.

But... what about the others?
As soon as this idea appeared, he heard a man's voice:

"Hello? Kid, here!"

I?
child?
Qin Manjiang followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man with drooping eyelids sitting in the driver's seat of an off-road vehicle. He was unshaven and looked a little rough, but when he opened his mouth, it was beyond Qin Manjiang's expectation.

"Hi, kid, I'm Boss Shi."

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