God Bestows Evil

Chapter 291 The Story of Old Tang

"Beast!"

"This one's hair is so small that it doesn't even have all its hair."

After closing the door.

Old Tang paced the room angrily, but even though his beard was straightened with anger, he didn't even dare to make a loud sound even when he cursed Wu Xian.

Thinking of Wu Xian's furious appearance.

Everything in Old Tang's mind seemed to have been pulled away, even Wu Xian's appearance was blurred, leaving only a pair of furious eyes full of murderous intent, which penetrated his flesh and penetrated his heart...

"Old Tang, tell them everything."

Suddenly, Old Tang heard the voice of another old man in the room, and he turned his head angrily and shouted back.

"You said it was easy, why don't you go?"

The lying old man was stunned for a moment: "I didn't say anything?"

Old Tang was like falling into an ice cave.

I saw a spider-like ghost with four legs and four hands lying on the lying old man. The ghost's body was covered in blood, its head was stuck to the old man, and it made the same sound as the old man.

"Old Tang, tell them everything!"

It was obvious that this strange thing was on the old man's body, but the old man still looked puzzled, completely unaware of the horrific things happening around him.

The ghost crawled towards Old Tang, saying the same words over and over again.

"Old Tang..."

…

I saw that Du E was confident.

Wu Xian knew that she was playing some tricks again, so he was not in a hurry. He found a small bench and sat in front of Old Tang's gate, waiting for him to come out and confess to everyone.

Crunch!

Old Tang pushed open the door and grabbed Wu Xian's hand.

"Don't you have any questions to ask? Just ask them. I'll tell you everything I know!"

Old Tang was afraid of Wu Xian just now, but now he feels that Wu Xian is very kind and gives people a warm sense of security.

Wu Xian narrowed his eyes.

He originally only wanted to ask about things related to the porcelain paper figures, but Old Tang rarely took the initiative, so his questions had to start a long time ago.

"Well... let's start from the beginning of the world."

It's just a joke to talk about opening up the world, but the time span of Wu Xian's problem is indeed very long.

The history of this world is completely different from the real world.

The technological progress was probably over a hundred years late. The last feudal dynasty collapsed only forty years ago. After that, a new force should have taken over the country.

But just when the old and the new change.

Something terrible happened.

At first, he was just a craftsman who carved tombstones. He accidentally stabbed his own eye with the carving knife.

Then a paper shop was set alight with soot.

Then there are the employees of the funeral home who were forgotten and burned into ashes in the incinerator when they were cleaning the corpse oil and ashes...

These are just the disappearance of a few dead people.

Until the crisis is closely related to everyone, the flower fields wither, the birds disappear, and large areas of dead fish appear in the waters...

People were horrified to discover that all funeral-related industries had become extremely dangerous. Some people began to refuse to bury the dead and just threw the bodies into the wilderness.

Slowly, the world became the twisted appearance it is today...

Old Tang was just an ordinary old farmer. He didn't understand higher-level and more confidential things, but from his description, the family members also understood the process of change in the world.

After asking about historical changes. Wu Xian began to ask about things related to ceramics and paper figurines.

The most ideal situation is that there are sellers of blue and white porcelain and paper figurines in the Immortal City, so that if they buy one, they can fulfill their requirement of being buried correctly.

Unexpectedly, when he heard these two things, Old Tang's face turned ugly.

"It's impossible to buy these things in the Immortal City."

"Paper figurines, paper money, and ceramic utensils will cause disaster if left at home, so all similar things were destroyed by everyone. Some craftsmen who knew the manufacturing technology committed suicide, some were killed by others, and some died inexplicably at home. Just die..."

"In short, no one can provide you with these two commodities."

"The only things you can buy in the Immortal City are the most common paper and pottery plates and bowls. Don't even think about anything more complicated."

Wu Xian and Jian Lingyu looked at each other and saw the bitterness in the other's eyes.

Everyone else was also shocked.

Although they have not shared information yet, through the questions of Wu Xian and Jian Lingyu, they can also guess that these two things are necessary to complete the correct ritual.

Wen Chao frowned.

"Paper figures are easy to handle. As long as we still buy paper and some paint, we can make them ourselves. At most, they will be a little ugly."

"But blue and white porcelain... this is difficult to handle."

"Give me enough time and information, I should be able to reproduce it, but we shouldn't have that much time."

The situation reached an impasse.

Even if Wu Xian and the two obtained information about the correct funeral, it would be useless if they could not find these two things.

Du E stared at Old Tang's eyes, feeling that he still had something to say, so she moved her fingers slightly, and Old Tang seemed to be suddenly startled.

"It's not like there's no way to do it, but I don't know if it's feasible..."

Old Tang hesitated for a moment.

"That was when I was younger."

At that time, Old Tang was a well-known street kid in the local area. He was born with a character that was not afraid of anything. Although the world was getting weirder, he believed that as long as he was courageous and energetic, even ghosts would have to stay away.

There are even rumors that female ghosts were forcibly expelled by strong men.

At that time, Old Tang was not young and had no wife, so he was very angry and thought about women all day long. Until one day he couldn't help it anymore and secretly ran to a nearby widow's house at night.

He had a thief heart but no thief courage. He just lay on the low wall and peeked at the window.

As I watched, something happened.

I saw the pretty little widow combing her hair in front of the mirror by the window. As she combed her scalp, it fell off. The terrifying scene almost scared Old Tang to death.

When he got down from the low wall, he discovered to his horror that what he was lying on was not a low wall, but a tall tombstone!

Then look behind you to the left and right.

As the moonlight shone all over the sky, the scenery in the Immortal City quickly disappeared, replaced by tombs one after another, with terrifying phosphorus fire floating in the air, and vague laughter lingering.

Old Tang didn't know how he got home.

Anyway, when he woke up the next day, one of his legs was lame, and he was disabled for the rest of his life.

After hearing his story.

Wu Xian asked him doubtfully: "What does this have to do with our search for porcelain and paper figures?"

Old Tang clapped his hands.

"It does matter!"

"Since the great disaster, all cemeteries have been destroyed."

"The mass grave I saw may be the only cemetery you can find. There are sacrifices, paper figures, artifacts, and burial objects left behind forty years ago in that cemetery... You can only find them there! "

(End of chapter)