Nightmare Apostle

A bright red "囍" character was pasted on the coffin. As the night wind blew, the corners of the "囍" character that were not firmly glued were still shaking.

"Happy coffin?" This discovery also scared the others. Cheng Cha immediately recognized the origin of the coffin.

The coffin was quiet, as if there was no living thing. This thing looked very evil, so of course no one dared to touch it. Sui Chengguo picked up a branch on the way here, walked forward, and poked the coffin gently with the branch. It actually broke directly, revealing a small hole.

This is a paper coffin, with a frame woven with bamboo strips inside and several thick layers of paper on the outside. Looking closer, there are some cracks on the paper coffin. Looking through the cracks, the coffin is empty. This is an empty coffin.

"Don't move." Cheng Cha suddenly said, "Look at your feet."

Looking down at the foot in the moonlight, they found many footprints near the paper coffin. The footprints were large and small, very messy. Obviously, they were not left by them, but by the team of coffin-carrying ghosts!

Now Yang Xiao couldn't understand why these coffin-carrying ghosts brought an empty paper coffin?

This is more like some kind of ritual, after all, this is a wedding coffin.

Suddenly, a shrill crowing interrupted his thinking. Looking in the direction of the sound, the crowing of the rooster actually came from the quiet village. Before everyone could come to their senses, more and more roosters followed the crowing. In just a moment, Yang Xiao suddenly felt that the world was a lot brighter. The hairy moon above his head disappeared, and the sky... was bright.

The quiet village became lively little by little, and gradually people wandered on the streets. Yang Xiao didn't know how to describe the feeling brought to him by the scene in front of him, as if the whole village came alive in an instant.

Someone walked out from the village stone wall and saw Yang Xiao and his companions from a distance. The other party seemed very excited,

and kept waving at them and running towards them.

Yang Xiao and his companions turned and ran, because the "people" chasing them were just like the ghosts last night, stepping directly on the river surface and performing a water floating.

But before they ran 100 meters, they were stopped by Tong Han and others who came down from the mountain. Tong Han pointed to the other side of the river and said, "Don't run, those people are people, not ghosts."

"Can your good people run on the water?" Quan Doufeng was shocked and his hair stood up. He was about to push Tong Han away, but Tong Han grabbed his wrist and fell to the ground after a grappling technique.

"Don't fight, there is a bridge in the river, it's dark at night, we didn't see it until we went down the mountain with you." Mi Shu explained.

When Quan Doufeng got up, the people on the other side of the river had already chased them and were about to get ashore. At this moment, Yang Xiao turned his head and found that there was a shadow under the place where those people were standing.

This shadow is a bridge. I think the water flooded over the bridge when the water rose. The visibility was not good last night, so they mistook people for ghosts.

There is no point in running away now. After all, this village should be their mission location, and contact with villagers is inevitable.

Three villagers ran to them. They all looked like simple farmers. The leader had a dirty cloth wrapped around his neck. Seeing Yang Xiao, they were very enthusiastic, "You are refugees from the south, right?"

"Who are you?" Cheng Cha asked instead of answering.

The people on the opposite side greeted them warmly and pointed to the other side of the river. "We are from the village over there.

I heard that there was a disaster in the south recently. I have seen many refugees like you. You must be hungry. Come back to the village with me and have a hot meal."

There was no other place to go at the moment. Yang Xiao looked at the clothes on everyone. They were all tattered. It was no wonder that the villagers thought they were refugees. But think about it, this should be their identity in this mission.

Originally, Yang Xiao thought that these villagers would take them to the underwater bridge, but the villagers explained that the bridge was unstable. It was okay for locals like them to walk on it, but outsiders might get into trouble. So they took Yang Xiao and his friends around for a long time and came to the entrance of the village.

"Brother, what is the name of your village?" Yang Xiao did not see any signs along the way.

"Our village is called Dujia Village. Almost all the people living here have the surname Du, and they are all from the same clan." The villagers who led the way seemed to be in a very good mood, with a happy face.

Dujia Village... But the script box Yang Xiao saw said Cursed Village, and they were refugees fleeing, not wealthy people who came in to spend money. Are these villagers so happy?

Yang Xiao glanced at Tong Han, and the two exchanged glances. These villagers are not quite right. To be precise, the whole village is not right.

Seeing a stranger entering the village, many villagers gathered around to watch the excitement. Soon, Yang Xiao and his party were brought to the door of a mansion in the village like a mascot. Although it was not as luxurious as the Feng family mansion, it was also one of the most wealthy families in this unknown village.

Before they entered the door, they heard the farmer who brought them shouted at the top of his voice: "Chief, there are guests from the south!"

Yang Xiao felt more and more uncomfortable after hearing this. According to their identities, they were just refugees who fled the disaster. Giving them food was already a great blessing, but when they came to Dujia Village, they seemed to be some distinguished guests and were brought to the clan leader's house.

Not long after, a gray-haired, well-dressed old man came out. The old man was very thin, the kind that could be blown down by a gust of wind. When he saw Yang Xiao and his party, he immediately ordered the people below to get some food.

The food was far from rich. It was just rice mixed with some small stones that had not been removed. The vegetables were also unnamed wild vegetables and leaves. It was difficult for modern people like Yang Xiao to eat. I swallowed it, but I was hungry and couldn't care about anything else at the moment.

The head of the Du family who was watching them eat looked haggard and had a sad look on his face. After a moment, he sighed with a complex expression, "The reception was not good. After this meal, you can leave. I will have someone bring you some food. Remember." Stay, go all the way north after leaving the village, and don’t look back.”

"Village Chief, we are all homeless people. Can we stay in the village for a few days?" Cheng Cha put down the porcelain bowl and asked, "Don't worry, we can help you with the work. It's hard work." It doesn’t matter if you are tired, as long as you have something to eat.”

"Yes, patriarch, let's keep them. Our village also needs people, and there are women among them. You also know, let's::::

Someone below echoed, but the next second, Chief Du slammed the table, suddenly changed his face, turned his head and yelled at the echoing villagers, "We in Dujia Village will bear the trouble ourselves, don't hurt innocent people, My daughter is trapped by a monster and I can only blame her for her bad luck, not anyone else!"