The sound of the bells rang loudly.

“Ding ding ding——”

There was a wooden stake standing on the square, and a bell tied to a long rope was ringing.

Hearing the bell, the villagers who were still asleep rubbed their eyes and came to the village square to gather without leaving the ground.

This was different from the impression I had of villagers, who went out early and came back late, working hard?

Could it be that the villagers in Neon only woke up at noon?

When most of the villagers had arrived, an older woman in a pure white robe and a white hood came up to the square stage to give a speech.

I couldn't understand what she was saying, so I could only look around and look for the figure of the man in the black robe.

After a careful search, not only did I not find the man in the black robe, I didn't even find the young man with a beard.

But according to Yumi, the man in the black robe must be in this village.

Did he not come to the meeting, or did he take off his disguise and hide in it?

I looked around again and found that most people in the village were wearing very simple clothes, or they couldn't be called clothes.

Cutting a piece of burlap into the shape of clothes and covering it on the body is a good outfit in the village, except for the one on the stage.

The person on the stage seemed to be more noble than the villagers, similar to the status of a goddess or priest, and was also wearing an exquisitely sewn outer robe.

In addition to Yumi and me, there were only four outsiders wearing unusual clothes, a young couple who looked like high school students, and a middle-aged couple with gloomy expressions. They had nothing to do with the man in the black robe.

The morning meeting lasted for more than an hour before it was disbanded, and the woman on the stage never stopped talking during the period.

"Yumi, what did the woman on the stage say just now?" I asked Yumi as soon as I returned to the house.

Yumi covered her forehead with a look of despair.

"The prayers of the full moon festival. They are all obscure and difficult to understand. I am so confused after listening to them."

Yumi pressed her eye sockets with both hands, trying to wake herself up.

"You probably didn't listen. Did you find anything unusual?"

I shared the information I got with Yumi, and she rolled her eyes.

"There is no useful information!" Yumi lay down on the bed and sighed, "Young man, I want to sleep for a while. Listening to the prayers gives me a headache."

Senior Yumi seemed to be tortured by the prayers. She fell asleep as soon as her body touched the bed.

I stayed in the room for a while. It was too boring, so I planned to go out for a walk.

The villagers had gone out to work in the fields, and only the children playing on the road were left.

Just as I was enjoying this rare rural scenery, I felt a hard object hitting my waist.

Turning back, I was startled by the wrinkles on the old woman's face.

I thought I had encountered a monster in broad daylight, and I almost took out the demon-killing book.

The old woman said something to me, but unfortunately I really couldn't understand it.

She talked to me earnestly for a long time, but found that it was like playing the lute to a cow, so the old woman had to sigh and leave.

I scratched my head awkwardly and wanted to leave when a resentful voice sounded from behind me.

"She said that this village is dangerous and asked you to leave as soon as possible."

I don't know when Yumi stood behind me, only ten centimeters away from me.

I instinctively jumped away and found that the expression on Yumi's face was not right.

There was a bit more playfulness and greed in her eyes when she looked at me, a feeling of déjà vu.

When I first met Liu Siniang, she also had such greedy eyes, which made me more defensive against Yumi.

"Yumi...senior, didn't you say that we can't leave the village for now?"

Yumi heard my question and looked at me with a strange arc at the corner of her mouth: "Yes, we have to stay here for a week."

A bad feeling invaded my back. Senior Yumi was no longer the person who had just entered the village.

I stayed in the village until the evening. During this time, many people wanted to talk to me, but they all gave up because of the language barrier.

In the evening, the bell in the square rang again.

Just like this morning, all the villagers came to the square and listened carefully to the prayers of the priests on the stage.

They kept praying until the sun completely set, and there was no intention to stop until it was pitch dark.

Thirty or forty people gathered in the square in the dark, clasping their hands together and not moving. This scene was quite scary.

Fearing that I would become the target of public criticism, I also pretended to stretch out my hands and close my eyes, and only used my ears to feel the surrounding environment.

At first, I didn't understand as before.

The words from the priest's mouth, but slowly I felt the world spinning, and my body shaking uncontrollably.

In this situation, I could actually understand what the priest said.

"Spirit, spirit, I don't know your name, I will give you five ghosts, come to my altar and listen."

"Those who obey me will be lucky, those who disobey me will be in trouble, help me to understand the Tao, and help me to become true."

"I order you to move, do it quickly, those who disobey my order will be cut into dust."

This is a Taoist spell, but not our Wudang.

This is the five ghosts spell of those old Taoist priests in Maoshan, which is used to suppress evil spirits and evil ghosts.

But I heard that using spells in different situations may have the opposite effect and attract ghosts.

I just don't know what the purpose of the person chanting the spell is now.

This string of spells flashed over and over in my mind, and I wanted to open my eyes but found that I couldn't.

After listening to it for many times, I felt that the dizziness around me was relieved a lot, and I could open my eyes.

The moment I saw the scenery of the village again, the curse in my ears stopped instantly, as if it had never appeared.

I was sweating profusely, and my back was already soaked.

The priests and villagers had left at some point, leaving me alone standing in the empty square.

A gust of cold wind blew, and I shivered, and became much more awake.

I came to my senses and ran towards the house, cursing Yumi for not calling me.

"Yumi?"

I returned to the room and found that Yumi was already asleep.

The most important thing was that she was lying in a big letter shape, occupying the entire bed.

There were also a few flying insects "patrolling" around her, so I couldn't touch her.

I had no choice but to curl up in the corner for one night, and I must find Yumi to settle accounts tomorrow morning. The quiet environment made me fall asleep quickly.

I don't know how long it took, but a crisp metal collision sound broke the silence of the night sky.

I opened my eyes immediately and realized that the door of the room was opened. The sound just now should be the sound of the lock hitting.

I didn't get up immediately. In the dark environment, just opening a pair of eyes would not allow the uninvited guest who broke into the room to find me.

Although his footsteps were light, I still felt that the uninvited guest had come in.

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