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spn "Facts are stranger than fiction!"

When we stepped into the small village following the weird singing, the sight before us reminded me of the words written by "Agatha" in "The Mystery of Plum Blossom K" unconsciously.

The size of the small village is small, and it seems that it is about the same size as the "Seven Villages".There is an old tree with a thick trunk in the middle of the village. Although its branches and leaves are not lush, its figure is still tall and straight.Strips of dark red cloth were tied to the branches of the old tree extending in all directions, fluttering with the breeze.It looks like a bunch of twisted and entangled blood snakes, and it also looks like the blood "color" streamer that summons souls and ghosts, making people feel cold and uncomfortable at a glance. . net

Under the tree stood several statues carved from bluestone.Due to the erosion of wind and rain all year round, the surface of these statues is already a little broken, and there are large and small potholes everywhere.I took photos with a flashlight and found that these statues were very strange. They were not any common Buddha or Taoist statues, but a kind of "monster" that I had never seen before.

This "monster" statue stands with its hands tied, its back leaning on the old tree and facing all directions.Their heads are carved out of proportion to their bodies.The face is similar to that of a human, but there are many differences. Two long fangs protrude from the slightly upturned lips. At first glance, it looks like a big monkey that is angry.In front of the feet of the statue are several stones with concave holes, some offerings are placed on them, and many candles are lit. It seems that it should be the place where villagers usually use to sacrifice. [

Because of what she has learned, Xiaoqian has always had a strong interest in history and folklore.Seeing these weird statues that are often worshiped by the villagers for the first time, she couldn't help but want to study them carefully.However, the old tree and the statue under the tree, which looked like a "spiritual banner", undoubtedly formed a very strange picture, which was even more gloomy under the flickering candlelight, which made her even a little timid.

What's more, there is a scene in front of us that is even more bizarre than these things going on!

Admittedly.

Crying and laughing are two completely different emotional expressions. Most of the time, they are extreme opposites.Although there will be situations such as "crying and laughing" and "crying with joy", but generally they are rarely seen.

So, how do you feel when you see someone grinning with tears in their eyes?

weird?

That's right!Just weird!

However, when the person making such an expression is not one, but a group of people.How would you feel?

The "hair" is creepy!

I guess most people will never encounter such an extreme situation in their lifetime, so let's directly express our feelings at the moment!

Next to the old tree, a large shed was built with dark green rainproof cloth, and many white cloth strips were tied on the top of the shed, which fluttered with the wind along with the dark red cloth strips on the tree next to it. , as if in response to some kind of dance from the underworld.

The shed is enclosed on three sides, and the side facing the village entrance is wide open.In the middle of the shed stood a coffin with no lid on it, and the ground on both sides of it was covered with straw mats, on which many people sat.

I roughly counted, and there were probably three to forty people sitting on the straw mat.These people basically had white cloth strips wrapped around their foreheads, and they sat quietly facing the coffin with that weird "crying and laughing" expression on their faces.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rhythmic drum sounded again, and two men in sackcloth stood up from the chairs on one side of the shed.One of them walked in front with a drum and kept beating, while the other walked slowly behind him, making a circle around the coffin in the center of the shed.

After walking around for a few laps, the man behind the drummer suddenly raised his hands and raised his head and screamed, and then sang loudly: "Which one, the immortals are not the ancients? Think of the old days, Emperor Shennong Taste all kinds of herbs~ Hey, he was poisoned and died as a "medicine" doctor..."

"This is...'Legend of Darkness'!" Xiaoqian next to her suddenly shouted in a low voice, her tone full of surprise.

"Huh? Xiaoqian, what is 'Legend of Darkness'?" I turned my head and asked.

"It is a folk song book, also known as the 'first Han epic', which has a high status in the archaeological and cultural circles. This song book records almost all the myths and stories of our country, and describes the complete world. The origin and origin of the race. However, it is strange that the content recorded in this songbook is very different from the stories we are familiar with, and it has extremely high research value. Moreover, its art form is also very strange, all The libretto is only applicable to one kind of folk singing - 'beating the mourning drum'!" [

"This... is 'beating the mourning drum'? Why are those people crying and laughing? This expression is very weird! Why does it look like... a cult ceremony?" Ruan Yu slightly frowned.

"I don't know, the custom of 'beating mourning drums' exists in many places, and it is very common here in Hubei. I have seen it a few times before, and the two people in it should be 'returning mourning'. However, I have never I've never seen someone with such a strange expression... It looks really evil!" Xiaoqian leaned towards Ruan Yu as she spoke, obviously a little afraid of the weird scene in front of her.

The thoughts in my heart are almost the same as Ruan Yu's. After all, seeing dozens of people making the same weird expression at the same time, it is not normal no matter how you look at it.I squinted my eyes slightly and looked at everyone in the greenhouse again, but I didn't see any traces of "being manipulated", so I had to turn my head and ask, "Third Brother, did you find anything?"

Yan Daojie touched his chin slowly, stared at the shed and said: "I don't see any traces of spells, everything here is normal. It's so normal that there's not even the yin that a mourning hall should have. I can't feel the breath of the dead! So... I don't think it's 'normal'!"

"Eh? Can't feel the breath of the dead? What's in the coffin?" I asked in amazement, and then turned my eyes to the coffin, intending to see what happened.

At this moment, the two men who were drumming and singing around the coffin suddenly stopped their circle and stood at the end of the coffin.The two broad backs stood side by side, immediately blocking my view of the coffin.

The sound of the drums changed in an instant.

The man who sang let out a shrill howl with the more rapid drumbeat, and sang: "Since ancient times, retaliation is reciprocal, and people are advised to do good and not to do evil! Hey hey~ A few guests came to the singing field, and the filial son saluted~ hurriedly greet them !"

As soon as the word "Jiang" was spoken, the two people with their backs facing us suddenly turned around, and the singing man stretched out his pale fingers and pointed straight at us!

The people kneeling on the straw mats turned around in unison with his movements, and the faces distorted by the two expressions of "crying" and "laughing" immediately filled our sight, screaming There are bursts of "hair" in people's hearts.

Their eyes were slightly dull, and their eyes were fixed on us with an unusual unity.Each of these gazes contains different meanings, some of which are "perplexity" and some of which are novelty.But the strange thing is that in just a few seconds, they quickly unified into one kind - hostility!

The wind is still entangled by my side.

In addition to the sound of leaves and "red and white streamers" being blown by the wind, we can only hear our own breathing.It seemed that the people on the opposite side who were always staring at us didn't need to breathe at all.

The people inside and outside the shed remained strangely still.The finger that pointed us never let go, and the eyes that stared at us never moved away.Even the smiles and tears on their distorted faces are like standard procedure, always running!

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely depressing, and the repulsion and guard in those eyes made me unconsciously smell a hint of danger.I pursed my lips lightly, slowly reached out and touched the handle of the knife behind my waist, and then glanced at Ruan Yu and Yan Daojie beside me from the corner of my eye.

Ruan Yu stretched out her left arm to embrace Xiaoqian behind her, while her right hand was concealedly inserted into the skirt of her waist.There, there is her 92-style that has already been filled.

Yan Daojie held the handle of the saber on the side of his leg, and gently opened the buckle that locked the blade with his index finger.

Conflict is imminent!

"Let me ask, how many countries have you been to?"

A dialect that sounded very similar to Henan dialect suddenly came from beside him.Immediately afterwards, a half-year-old boy who seemed to be in his teens hurried up to us, panting and said, "It's getting late! Mosi! You're so messed up!"

The young man's speech was extremely fast, and the local accent in his words was extremely strong, making us seem to be listening to heavenly scriptures.I frowned, and was about to ask, when a big man suddenly stood up in the shed and shouted towards me: "Ye Wazi, you bastard! I will teach you to be a gatekeeper, you can be a trowel!" "

The young man was startled by the roar, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab my arm, and said in a hurry: "Go! Go! Let's do it here!" [

I subconsciously dodge the palm he grabbed.Seeing this, the young man was in a hurry, and he stretched out his hands towards me.I was just about to grab his arm to ask questions, but suddenly a very calm male voice came from beside me, "Ye Wazi! You're making fun of me! I'm a visitor from afar." "Several! The village is working, don't "Random" rush! You come over here!"

I looked around and saw a middle-aged man standing in front of a residential building not far away, waving at us non-stop.

Although there are some local accents in what this man said to us, it is not very different from Mandarin, and we can finally understand it.Judging from the meaning in his words, we may have violated some other taboo unintentionally.Those people in the shed are most likely to be hostile to us because of this?But... what's with their weird expressions?

I rubbed my nose, suppressed the confusion in my heart for the time being, led everyone to the middle-aged man, and said, "Brother, I'm really sorry. We are the police who came out to handle the case, aren't we?" I deliberately "randomly" broke in. May I ask the village this is..."

"Funeral!" The middle-aged man looked at the ID presented by Ruan Yu, then looked up at the dark sky, frowned and said, "Go in and sit down, it's inconvenient to stand here. It's almost midnight, and they... are coming up!"