Trying to pretend to be human today

Chapter 308 Night Talk at the Ancestral Hall
The rain was pattering down.

There was no one in the secluded room, that is, the black-haired young man moved a stool and sat beside the bed. Lying on the bed was a human woman who was breathing slowly.

The black-haired young man sitting next to the bed did not sit properly. Taking advantage of the fact that there were no other awake humans in the room, he leaned back on the chair and raised the legs of the chair. The whole chair and the people sitting on it were It is in a semi-suspended state, with only one chair leg supporting it.

It looks swaying and very unstable, but in fact at the bottom of the chair, the other three support legs off the ground are connected to the ground by white lines that are almost invisible to the naked eye.

The black-haired young man sitting on it had his head raised, and there was a book on his face that could barely cover his face.

As the seat rocked and he listened to the white noise of the rain outside the window, he seemed to be dozing off.

The other three humans were out.

They wore ponchos when it rained. They didn't hold umbrellas because it would make their movements unsteady and dazzling.

Dinner was hastily finished in the evening... well, only the other three humans were careless. Bai Su still ate the self-heating hot pot for four people and said he was not full.

An hour or two passed after dinner.

Xia Chengyin, who was in contact with the same office, finished dialing the number before the signal in the village was interrupted. As soon as he pressed the red button to interrupt the call, the signal bar in the upper right corner of the phone turned into a cross in a second.

The short-haired police officer turned to look at the others, raised his cell phone to signal, and found that everyone was in the same situation.

The signal didn't disappear so early yesterday, the difference between the two days was... it rained.

As soon as the human turned his head, the sky had completely turned into dark gray, there were no clouds but it started to rain.

The issue of cloudless rain will be left aside for now, and meteorological issues can be discussed by experts later.

The sky in front of me was even scarier than the dark sky. The gray sky looked a little closer to the ground. Suddenly I could see the sky tilting, and then my vision changed from trance to clear, and there was only damp moisture in front of me.

"There will be no signal if it rains?" Xia Chengyin made this inference.

There is too little basis for judgment, so we can only think so for the time being.

Without the signal, no more messages can be sent out, but fortunately the more critical messages have already been asked.

The short-haired police officer came back. He waved to Tang Nuo, who stood up clearly. Without much exchange, the two parties naturally squeezed away the minor who was showing signs of dancing beside the bed, and started to work. The only medical supplies available were for examination.

The young man who had been squeezed away sat back at the table. He asked Bai Su quietly: "What did you say to Brother Tang?"

Bai Su, who was planning to watch people perform the dance but didn't see him, was a little disappointed. He looked away and said, "Tell me about Wen Tao's memorial tablet."

The human boy exclaimed: "Hey, you said it, but aren't you still unsure?"

The tablet they looked at only had a name, no photo, and no date of birth. What if it was just the same name?
"No." The black-haired young man waved his hand, "It's the same person."

The human boy was so surprised that he made a loud noise, and Bai Su took out his cell phone unhurriedly.

The mobile phone lost signal and the network was disconnected, but other functions were still available.

It has to be said that many modern inventions of mankind are a good civilization, such as the camera function of mobile phones, which can capture clues with just one click.

What Bai Su showed Gao Tianyi was the genealogy of Wenjia Village.

Gao Tianyi: "..."

Gao Tianyi: "No, Brother Bai, where did you film this?"

The young man thought hard. In his memory, Bai Su stayed with him in the afternoon and never went anywhere else.

It couldn't have been found in the morning, so why wasn't it taken out at noon?

The black-haired young man lowered his head and swiped the screen of his phone twice with his fingertips.

He flipped through the long and complicated genealogy information, and in the small handwritten characters, Wen Tao's name appeared only once. Judging from the date of birth, it was Qi Zhuyue's identity as "Wen Tao".

Faced with the human's question, Bai Su replied succinctly: "Underneath the offerings."

Because he went to steal the offerings, after picking up a few pieces of fruit, he saw the book pressed and covered underneath.

The book with a blue linear cover looks a bit old, but when you turn it over, you can see that the edges of the pages are rolled up and yellowed, and the texture is rough. The paper has been read many times, and the text is still written vertically.

Bai Su took a few pictures while eating. Since humans say they are afraid of bringing back dirty things when taking pictures of memorial tablets, he took pictures of family trees.

Gao Tianyi: "..."

Gao Tianyi: "No, I mean...ahhhhh, forget it!"

The young man tossed his hair and lay on the table as if giving up.

It's good to have clues, don't worry about how you got them.

The deal is done, and there is no time machine to go back and let people hold down Bai Su's hand while stealing the offerings.

Moreover - the human teenagers had a premonition for some reason that because of the presence of someone in their team, the goal they were pursuing would eventually be achieved in an unexpected way.

How are the hexagrams revealed?

After Bai Su showed the genealogy, the direction of human investigation changed again. Together, several people decided to use the night time.

As a member of the special department, it is not harmful to stay up for a day or two. At most, the spirit will be a little depressed. When the situation is urgent, there is nothing you can do about it.

In the end, it was decided that the three people who had slept last night would go out, leaving Bai Su, who had not had a good rest, to look at Qi Zhuyue, who was still awake.

It is said that Bai Su, who had not rested well, yawned cooperatively.

"Her physical signs are normal. I don't know why she didn't wake up." This is what the human said. "Let's... let's go down and take a look at the car. The changes in the sacrifice process you mentioned before are also concerning... If it doesn't work, just leave it. Take her out."

This is how humans planned, and this is how they left.

Taking advantage of the darkness and rain, the two elders and the younger one went out wearing ponchos, leaving Bai Su alone, sitting unsteadily on the chair.

The black-haired young man with his eyes closed and concentrating was still hanging there, and as the sound of rain gradually became louder outside, the sound of something approaching was covered up.

It reached the door, it climbed up the wall, it pried open the window.

Just when it was about to follow the gap in the window where the breath was coming from, it jumped in and fell into the "net" before it flew very far.

Net, all openable doors with holes and gaps are covered by white netting. Even if a bug flies in, it will only be caught and cannot fly five centimeters away.

What's more, there are no insects or other animals in this mountain.

The black-haired young man whose face was covered by the book chewed twice, causing all the white webs in the room to tremble.

After digesting the intruding black sludge, the net split a white fork, pulled it down along the edge of the window, and closed the window again.

The rain is still falling, and it is getting heavier and heavier.

The monster's attention is not on its main body, and chewing is just a subconscious action.

In an inconspicuous place in the village, the white threads stuck between the bricks, turf, and walls like spider webs were woven bit by bit, gathered into a ball of fluff, and then grew upward, like a flower, with several petals blooming. There is an eyeball sandwiched between them.

The eyeballs explored the surrounding environment, and after finding that there was nothing they cared about, they slumped down and closed the "buds", waiting for the true body to come again.

Baisu checked one place after another, and finally stopped at a place with a relatively high altitude.

He looked down from the roof, his curved eyeballs meandering down, twisting to a suitable angle to listen to the news below.

He is on the scale above the ancestral hall.It has to be said that this kind of house with traditional structure is really suitable for hiding things, and who would look up at it all the time?Besides, it’s not easy to climb to high places.

For example... his eyes were slightly raised, and there was a box with a lot of dust on the beam diagonally in front of him, which was constantly exuding a strange aura.

Bai Su didn't move.

The box had a seal on it, which was unusual at first glance.

He looked down and saw that the ancestral hall at night was different from its empty appearance during the day. Now there were two people sitting inside, facing each other. They were a little bored and seemed to be dozing off, but they were still holding on.

Just as he was thinking about it, one of the people below yawned slightly loudly, but was quickly stopped by another person.

"Shh... keep quiet."

"No need, there's no one else here except the two of us."

"Hey, this is an ancestral hall, so be respectful."

"Oh...please, I'm really sleepy."

The younger one called the older one uncle, and it sounded like the two had a relatively close blood relationship.

Young people always have less respect for some traditional things than older people. Just like now, the young man's eyelids are so sleepy that he can't sit up straight as the older man.

The exchange of words between them revealed that they were guarded by the village chief's order because of what happened in the afternoon, to guard against the intrusion of other outsiders.

village head?This meant that one of the two people he and the human boy met in the afternoon was probably the village chief.

"Ah...but then again, is it really the same as what the village chief said?"

"what?"

"It's... it's an intruder." The young man asked in a low voice. "The village chief was not very angry at first. He said he wanted to investigate thoroughly, and everyone has received the news."

The noise in the village at the beginning of the afternoon was due to this news. Before they could look at the outsiders in the village, the village chief changed his tune and issued a new notice.

The village chief said that that person had been here.

"That person... Wen Xuan, is it really him?"

The young man whispered softly, and the older man glanced at the former from a distance.

"I don't know." The older man replied, "We didn't come with you, so whatever the village chief says is whatever it is." And... maybe people have really been here.

A quick look at the ancestral hall showed that nothing had changed except for the memorial tablets and offerings. However, the elder still learned from the village chief that someone had turned over the family tree that was buried underneath.

In this village, the only one who cares about genealogy is Wen Rongxuan.

You mean outsiders?How could outsiders be interested in their village's genealogy?

The elder thought and revealed something to his junior: "That boy Wen Rongxuan broke into the ancestral hall before."

The young man was startled. He wrapped himself in a blanket to protect himself from the cold, and sat closer to his elders: "Is there such a thing?"

The older man glanced sideways and said, "It's just this year. Didn't he cause some trouble at the beginning of the year?"

The young man said that he had heard a little about it, but he was not in the village at that time and went to a nearby town to do business, so he just missed the climax.

"At that time, after he was driven to the edge of the village, he was probably unwilling to accept it. One day, he took advantage of the rainy night and went up the mountain -" the elder said, looking outside the ancestral hall, "Just like today Like the rain."

The young man trembled and couldn't help complaining: "It rains every day in our mountain, what's the difference..."

"No, no, it's the atmosphere." The older man waved his finger, "Heavy rain poured down, thick fog filled the air, and the view was blocked. By the time the villagers found out, he had already turned over half of the ancestral hall."

The memorial tablet was turned upside down and lying on the ground, not to mention the offerings on it were also torn down, making the whole ground look messy.

"and then?"

"Then there was nothing more. He was stopped and kicked out. I heard they got into a fight."

The young man smacked his mouth, feeling that he had listened to half of the story and his appetite was whetted.

Seeing that his junior wanted to ask more questions, the elder finally sighed and said, "If there are any changes before and after that incident, it is that Wen Rongxuan's tracking has become stricter. Maybe everyone has been busy recently, so they have relaxed."

"and also……"

"What else?"

"That boy's face."

After breaking into the ancestral hall, Wen Rongxuan disappeared for a while on the edge of the village. People in the village thought that he had lived in hiding. Who knew that when he reappeared, a large shadow fell on his face.

Everyone said it was an ominous sign and that Wen Rongxuan was cursed.

Then, the young man with half his face covered in shadow looked at them, his lips moving.

After eating the melon, the young man finally fell into a light sleep accompanied by sleepiness. His elders did not wake him up, but adjusted him to a position that would prevent him from stiffening his neck.

Then the elderly man clasped his hands and bowed towards the tablet, returned to his original position and sat down.

The rainy night is still very long, every rainy night in their village is very long.

It seems that Wenjiacun has been accompanied by thick rain and fog since everyone first remembered it.

It doesn't rain much during the day, and it mostly rains at night when everyone is asleep.

Speaking of which...his face was a little itchy.

The time was slowly approaching midnight, and the elderly man who was still awake began to scratch his face as the itching on his face became increasingly severe.

one more time.

The force was so strong that it seemed like he was going to scratch his face, leaving scratches one after another.

The eyeball hanging on the beam did not observe any signs of human pain, so it changed directions.

He climbed from one end of the beam to the other, and after approaching the small box hidden above, he saw the older man's face.

His face was indeed not gouged to bleed, but showed several pieces of fish scales. The sticky fish scale fragments stuck to his fingers. With repeated movements, a few pieces were thrown to the ground from time to time.

Bai Su was thinking about whether to go down below to see the situation.

Suddenly, he manipulated his eyeballs to retract, leaving only a small section exposed outside the beam.

On the steps outside the ancestral hall, there were black shadows surging.

Soon, they arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall.

The patter of footsteps passed by, and the young man he had seen during the day appeared there, dripping wet.

He glanced at the two people in the temple and said in a sarcastic tone: "How sad."

"I can't even maintain my own consciousness."

(End of this chapter)