forbidden area

Chapter 132 The Long Night
The villagers obviously also saw Liu Er and the others, and when Liu Er and the others came ashore, they all surrounded them and asked Liu Er why he came back again.

"Can't go out." Liu Er said with a blank face, "It's very foggy outside, we went out for a paddle and came back again, Shuangsheng didn't want us to go out."

"He wants us to die!" Someone said.

As soon as the man finished speaking, all the women and children present burst into tears, their spirits completely broken down by the fear of death.

"What did we do wrong, why did you treat us like this!" The village chief knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

Now that they couldn't get out, everyone went back again holding back the anger in their hearts. This time, everyone had no luck because they knew that the Shuang Sheng wanted to trap everyone here to death.

He wants everyone to die!
On this day, everyone's mood was no longer irritable, and there was only endless despair and dead silence. Everyone's eyes were no longer alive, and they looked extremely numb.

After going back, everyone found that all the alive and well-bred dogs in the family had died, and their deaths were very strange, as if they had been sucked dry of blood, and none of the dogs survived.

After discovering this scene, no one expressed surprise. The fear of the past two days has made them numb to fear.

Just a few dead dogs, nothing more.

Only Liu Er felt very scared in his heart, because before every time the two saints came, there would be a dog barking, but now, the dog barking has disappeared, does that mean something?

"Ah!" Liu Er sighed and returned home with mixed feelings.

That night, although there was no dog barking, Liu Er still couldn't sleep. In the past two days, he was used to sleeping during the day and not sleeping at night.

The next day, he was about to get up and go to the ancestral hall for a meeting, but someone knocked on his door.

The person who knocked on the door looked very frightened. Liu Ergang was about to say something, but the person said, "The village chief is dead!"

"Ah!" Liu Er was so frightened that his face turned pale. He thought that everyone would die, but he never thought that the village chief, who seemed to him almost omnipotent, died!
Liu Er followed the man to the village chief's house. As soon as he arrived, he was so scared that he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

Many people gathered at the village head's house, but Liu Er still saw the village head.

Because the village chief was hanged at the door of his house, his body was cut many times with a knife, black blood was scattered all over the ground, and the whole yard was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

None of the people present spoke, and all of them stared at the village chief who was hanged at the door of their house, and the dead silence in their eyes began to be dominated by a wave of hysterical fear.

Finally someone couldn't help it anymore, "The village chief is also dead, I don't think we can bear it anymore, for so many years, we have to worship the Shuangsheng every year and festival, why does it treat us like this, and say it's grateful , are you so grateful?"

"That's right, they're repaying kindness with grievances. It's not about us at all. We can't let them continue like this. Tonight, we'll all spend the night in the ancestral hall to see what tricks he can do!" someone said.

This person's proposal also moved the hearts of everyone present. That's right, I and my family are just a few, and there is nothing we can do with the Shuangsheng, but what if a bunch of people gather together?

Thinking of this, everyone began to cheer up.

In the end, everyone decided to be together, let Liu Er, the only one who was awake at night, watch, and remind everyone if there was anything unusual.

Liu Er was naturally eager to agree, after all, if the whole village died, it would be his turn.

He doesn't want to die yet, although this life has been very hard, he still wants to live!

Liu Er returned home to catch up on sleep, and waited until four or five o'clock before taking his mother-in-law to the ancestral hall. This time, because even women and children came to the ancestral hall, the empty ancestral hall began to be full of people again.

As night fell, someone lit an oil lamp, and the dim light made everyone present feel a little eerie and uneasy.

It was about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, and someone couldn't help yawning, and was immediately stopped by the people around him.

And Liu Er has been looking at the scene in front of him with trepidation, the fear in his heart began to grow like a towering tree, and a feeling called despair spread in his heart.

He always felt that things would not be so simple, and the Shuang Sheng was not such an easy target to deal with.

As time goes by, more and more people can't stand the drowsiness, but the fear in their hearts prevents them from closing their eyes and going to sleep, so they can only cheer up.

Later, when they couldn't bear it any longer, someone took out the gall that had been prepared a long time ago, and those who wanted to sleep brought it up so that they could lick a bite of the gall.

The drowsiness persisted, and the gall was passed around among the crowd. Everyone felt that this gall was the last hope in everyone's heart. As long as they passed it, as long as they passed it, everyone might find the hope of life.

But Liu Er, who was always awake in the crowd, kept looking at the watch he was wearing, watching the pointer move forward little by little, and when it was almost twelve o'clock, his heart beat.

According to the past practice, twelve o'clock is a critical point. Usually, the dogs in the village will bark, but today those dogs are all dead and no one hears them.

That doesn't mean nothing happened.

The death of the village chief and those people made Liu Er's heart full of holes as if he had been hit by a bullet called fear.

Sure enough, the moment the second hand reached twelve o'clock, a sharp woman's laughter came from outside the room. As soon as the laughter sounded, everyone looked in that direction in horror.

The timid children and women were frightened by this laughter and cried out loud.

Soon Liu Er could smell urine.

Someone was so scared that he pissed out.

Liu Er took a deep breath and forced himself to cheer up. At this moment, someone said, "That's the direction of the Shuangsheng Temple."

"Oh my god, they came back to life and came to us?" a woman screamed.

More and more people were afraid to speak, and the scene became extremely noisy.

At a certain moment, someone knocked on the gate of the ancestral hall, and there was a loud bang, and everyone present looked at each other in dismay, "Who is outside?"

"All the living people in the village are in the ancestral hall!" Someone said immediately.

At this moment, the same sharp laughter came from the direction of the door, but this time, the laughter was clearer.

The thing that makes the laugh is just outside the door.

Everyone noticed this, the knock on the door rang rhythmically, and everyone present held their breath, staring at the door like owls in the dark night.

Clang, clang, clang!
The knocking on the door kept ringing, and no one dared to speak, as if they were not the ones who made the noise out of fear just now.

cluck cluck!

Sharp laughter came in from outside the door. This laughter was full of resentment and a hint of sarcasm, which made people feel creepy.

The villagers who were yawning one after another just now lost even the slightest sense of sleepiness.

"It's useless, you can't escape!" The voice at the door rang again.

Then the knock on the door stopped abruptly, and it must have been about half an hour before someone tentatively asked, "Leave?"

"It seems so." Liu Er also said hesitantly.

"What the hell is that?" Someone immediately asked.

Liu Er shook his head, "I don't know. Today should be like this. Let's endure it. This time is over."

"The twin saints we worship are our ancestors? Why do I feel that we are worshiping dirty things?" Someone said.

This time, no one spoke, and everyone knew it in their hearts.

The twin saints who used to be revered like gods may not be a good thing.

On weekdays, I kill chickens and cows during the festivals, isn't that digging my own grave?
This thought flashed through Liu Er's mind, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the window, a pair of huge blood-red eyes were staring at the people inside the ancestral hall through the window.

(End of this chapter)