Villager of Destiny

Chapter 11 Ancestral Hall
Hearing this, my heart immediately felt bitter, and at the same time, I said a little unwillingly: "Are you so sure that I am the village guard?"

"Otherwise?" The old smoker glanced at me, his expression still heavy.

I retorted: "You said that the village guards are born with five disadvantages and three deficiencies, lacking in soul and soul. I am not very good. Could it be that me and the old lunatic have also deceived the secrets with a glance?"

I've wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Just put up with it all the time.

And I also understand that even if I ask, the old smoker may not explain it clearly to me. Every time he speaks, he is in a daze. If you want him to finish an answer completely, it is like killing him. .

However, the old smoker looked me up and down again and said: "Five disadvantages and three deficiencies, the five disadvantages are widowed, widowed, lonely, lonely, and disabled, and you have already accounted for three of them, and the three deficiencies." It's money, life, and power."

"Apart from your life, what else do you have?"

I listened, and was speechless for a while.

Speaking of which, I seem to have accounted for more than half of it.

But if so, what about the old madman?

He is clear, blinded the secret...

Aren't you the same as me?
Seeming to see my doubts, the old smoker said again: "You are different from me...old lunatic."

"Five disadvantages and three deficiencies, he has not lacked everything since he was born, and it is only because of some reasons that he stayed in this Niang'er village."

"But if it's just these things, it's true that you can't be sure that you are the village guard."

"After all, ordinary people will inevitably have something missing in their lives."

"The only thing that can be sure is your life!"

"Life?"

I am speechless.

But the old smoker didn't intend to tell me any more, he walked straight to the end of the black coffin, and then he greeted me to the end of the white coffin before he said: "Send the coffin!"

Before I could ask, the old smoker pushed the black coffin and walked towards the depths of Niang'er Village without even giving me a chance to refuse.

This made me have no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the old smoker's imitation, pushing the rest of the white coffin and following up even if I had all kinds of reluctance in my heart.

What surprised me was that I thought the coffin would be very heavy. After all, it is made of wood and there are corpses inside. Whether it is one or two, it should be very heavy. Normal people want to lift it. It takes four people to make it easier.

However, as I pushed the white coffin, I didn't feel the slightest resistance, and I didn't even expend much effort.

It also made me feel more guilty.

After all, this is really too weird.

It's just that the old smoker didn't give me a chance to ask, so I could only bite the bullet and follow him.

Not long after, the old smoker stopped.

There is also an extra room in front of us, but this room is different from those in Niang’er Village in my impression, it is much larger, and it does not have the decayed feeling of other houses, and it looks even more ambiguous. Very grand feeling.

The old smoker said that this is the ancestral hall of Niang'er Village.

Inside, there is the soul of the entire Niang'er Village.

After stopping, the old smoker motioned me to put the white coffin and the black coffin side by side, and before I could ask any more questions, he lit a fire and threw it on the two coffins. It was ignited by the fire, but it was burned to ashes in an instant.

At that speed, it was like burning paper instead of a coffin.

Even the corpse inside disappeared like a coffin in an instant.

I was dumbfounded, and my scalp was a little numb.

This can no longer be described as weird.

Although I was taught to read and read by an old lunatic, and I don’t know much, I also know that under normal circumstances, a log as big as a coffin cannot be burned in a short time.

Not to mention human corpses.

When the old smoker left, I still took care of it.

After a long while, I couldn't help asking: "Old smoker, what's going on?"

The old smoker didn't answer me, but knelt down towards the ancestral hall and kowtowed three times.

After the three heads kowtowed, a gust of wind suddenly blew up, and the ashes left after the burning of the coffins and corpses were blown into the ancestral hall at the same time as if they were pulled by something.

Watching this scene made my scalp tingle even more.

However this is not over.

After all the ashes were blown into the ancestral hall, familiar voices began to come from my ears. The voices of the woman who would only appear in my burning paper money and in my dreams seemed to be right next to my ears.

There is laughter.

There are cries.

There were also voices that I couldn't hear clearly.

Someone else is calling my name.

There are also people who seem to be calling the old smoker's name.

The appearance of these voices sent a chill down my back in an instant.

I subconsciously looked at the old smoker and said, "Old smoker, did you hear anything?"

The old smoker was smoking one after another, his eyes never moved away from the ancestral hall, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something.

Hearing what I said, the old smoker looked at me, and after taking another puff of cigarette, he said in a deep voice, "Let's go first."

I know the old smoker probably didn't hear those voices.

But he should know something.

But he obviously didn't mean to say more, so I could only follow him out of the ancestral hall honestly.

When I arrived at the place where I lived, the old smoker suddenly seemed to have suffered some serious injuries. Before he could sit down, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and his face lost even a trace of blood.

I was taken aback, and was about to help him, but the old smoker waved his hand, telling me to leave him alone, then he took out the cigarette stick, lit it, took a deep breath, and his face also looked better at the same time.

After sitting down, the old smoker looked at me again and said, "Starting tomorrow, when you burn paper at night, go to the ancestral hall to burn it."

"Why?" Hearing this, I was slightly taken aback.

Although I have never been to the ancestral hall in Niang'er Village before, this time I went with the old smoker, but it gave me some very bad feelings, which made me subconsciously repelled.

But the attitude of the old smoker is very tough.

After taking another puff of the cigarette, he said in a cold voice, "If you don't want to die."

"Just go!"

"Also." He glanced at me again, "Prepare some paper money."

"Tomorrow, I will distribute some to every household in Niang'er Village."

"And when you send it, you have to shout, you are getting married."

"As loud as you can!"

Hearing this, I was immediately stunned, and asked a little puzzled: "Why am I getting married?"

"I don't know why this matter."

The old smoker pointed to the room opposite.

"Tomorrow is your big day."

"Now the City God has noticed you."

"If you don't marry her."

"Within three days, you will definitely die!"

(End of this chapter)