Quick Wear: Lu Ming She Has Many Children and Blessings

Several people looked at each other, none of them understood what this meant.

Lu Ming stepped forward and said, "This is the Song of the Wandering Son by Chen Tao from the Tang Dynasty. It means to see who is a puppet and who is a real man of insight in the court."

This must have some meaning, but the information discovered now is rather fragmentary, and it is difficult to find the useful and valuable ones.

The young man with glasses who led the team nodded to Luming and said, "This village may hide a lot of clues."

"Let's finish the mission and retreat!"

Was he looking down on her? Or did he think he would die here, so he didn't even bother to introduce her?

In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Lu Ming's mind.

Whether judging from their attitude or expressions, it is definitely not a good sign.

Lu Ming quickly exchanged his body with the mirror image and hid his body in the mirror space.

After her safety was guaranteed, she wanted to follow and take a look, not only because of curiosity, but also because she had a feeling that she had to go in.

As soon as you step into Ying Village, the next moment, the surrounding environment changes drastically. The buildings on both sides of the road are so old, especially like those from the Republic of China period, and they are all old tile houses and thatched huts. The whole village gives people a feeling of desolation and decay.

When we entered the village, we saw farmers everywhere enjoying the cool air in the streets. These farmers who stayed behind were all very old and dressed in old-fashioned clothes, so they didn't find it strange at all to see a few people coming in.

At this time, an old man with a dragon-headed cane suddenly walked out of the village. His face was gloomy. "Who are you? What are you doing standing at the entrance of the village? Today is the day of sacrifice. If you come to cause trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless."

As the old man spoke, he raised the walking stick in his hand, as if he was ready to start a fight if there was any disagreement.

Luming: ...

The old men and women who were standing on the street to enjoy the cool air lowered their heads and whispered to each other, pointing and talking. They were all very curious about what these kids from the city were doing here.

The man with glasses quickly took out a red envelope from his pocket, handed it over and said with a smile: "We are distant relatives of Aunt Liu. Since we are on holiday, we came here to participate in the sacrifice."

The old man was stunned at first, and his hand involuntarily pinched the thickness of the red envelope in his hand. Wow, there was quite a lot of money in it!

His expression changed instantly, and he even said in a flattering tone, "Good children, good children, your Aunt Liu has been talking about you for a long time, come in quickly."

The old man led them straight to a house that was relatively well preserved.

When the old man arrived, he knocked on the door, as if he saw something, and then began to ask and answer questions himself, even playing two roles.

The group of people waited silently. When the old man finally finished speaking, the man with glasses took out a red envelope and they moved into the house smoothly.

"Boss, do you have relatives in this village?" the burly man behind the man with glasses asked curiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Didn't you check some information when you came here? This village used to be called Lijia Village, so of course there are more people with the surname Li." The man with glasses rolled his eyes at him unhappily.

It seemed safe here during the day, and the four men quickly dispersed in the village, seemingly looking for something.

Lu Ming had even less to worry about. She placed a few more small mirrors that she had prepared in advance in secret places in Ying Village.

She walked around the village a few times and estimated that the village was not big, with only about 20 households. The layout of the entire village was quite reasonable, with houses scattered and even the roads were well-organized.

This Shadow Village, apart from having a schizophrenic village chief, seems to have nothing special in other aspects.

Even the livestock in the village behaved normally. It didn't look like a village where strange things were happening. It was as if they had traveled through time again.

At night, a huge stage was built in the center of the village. On the stage was a human figure wrapped in white cloth. The figure was motionless, with densely packed red ropes wrapped around his body.

Every one meter on the red rope, there is a small golden bell hanging, which is golden and particularly dazzling.

Bonfires were burning in the open space in the center of the village, where many villagers gathered. They were dressed peculiarly, a bit like theatrical costumes, with all kinds of roles including sheng, dan, jing, mo and chou.

The village chief was wearing a red ritual garment, his face heavily painted with makeup, and he kept dancing in the open space.

The sacrificial dance was vigorous and powerful, with grand opening and closing, and full of majestic power.

At this moment, Lu Ming saw from afar the man with glasses sneakily climbing onto the stage. He seemed to be holding a red object in his hand. What was he going to do?

The small golden bell hanging on the red rope seemed to be specially made. When the man with glasses stepped over it, there was no sound at all.

Lu Ming was quite far away and could only watch as the man stuffed the thing in his hand into the unclear hands under the white cloth.

At this moment, she couldn't help but hold her breath, and a cool wind suddenly blew past!

Next!

Jingle Bell!

Suddenly, a clear and pleasant bell sounded, and soon, the small golden bell on the red rope began to shake violently.

The whole scene seemed to have undergone a strange change. The villagers who were dancing happily just now all froze in an instant.

The villagers who were still alive and kicking the previous moment changed rapidly in the blink of an eye. In less than a few seconds, they all turned into vivid puppets.

Another gust of cold wind blew past, and no one moved.

Lu Ming looked at the puppets next to her that were almost sticking to her face, and she couldn't help but shivering. She quickly moved away from the puppets, fearing that they would infect her.

"Boss, what should we do? We can't suppress it. Have we been cheated?" A burly man as strong as an iron tower looked around with astonishment on his face.

"No way, we have stopped now, right? How can it not succeed?" Another thin, dark man rolled his eyes and said suspiciously.

The man with glasses walked around the white cloth and guessed, "I'm afraid we made a mistake in our steps."

"You, that's you, come here and lift the white cloth." The pretty woman standing at the back rolled her eyes, turned her head and pointed at Lu Ming who was standing not far away and observing this side, and spoke.

"Chu Linlin, you let an outsider manipulate your puppets? Aren't you afraid that this bitch will kill us all if she gets angry?"

The dark and thin man was the first to disagree. The mission hadn't been completed yet, but Chu Linlin started to give bad ideas. It would be okay if this man died, but they were afraid that his death would implicate their entire group.

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