Relocation Brigade

Chen Ling grasped the strap of the backpack on his shoulders, explored with his fingertips, and took out a piece of talisman paper.

But when he tried to ignite the talisman to see what happened, the sound stopped.

He wasn't sure if the villagers above knew what was going on below, but he heard the old man in black yelling at the top of his voice, "What are you doing standing there, put your things away!"

Chen Ling turned his head to look at the darkness behind him.

The deep color covered everything tightly, even the uneven dirt barriers on the passageway in his hand could not see a little bit clearly.

"Is anyone there?" he asked in a low voice.

bang.

The sound similar to the collision of chains sounded again.

Chen Ling frowned, looked straight ahead, reached into the basket, took out the little suckling goat, and put it in the place designated by the old man in black.

As the body of the animal fell to the ground, the sound of the chain suddenly increased, urgent and urgent, like a beast that has been hungry for too long and is eager to enjoy the long-lost delicacies immediately,

The cold air is wrapped in sharp, rushing towards.

Chen Ling raised his hand to cover half of his face, showing his eyes to see what happened, but the rope around his waist suddenly pulled him up.

The moment he left the corridor, the sound of the chains became noisy, as if many chains were being dragged and rubbed against the ground.

The first time he stood firm, he wanted to turn his head and look down. A villager with quick eyesight and quick hands covered the stone slab back.

The old man in black stepped on the stone slab with one foot and listened to something. After a while, he looked up at Chen Ling: "Little brother, you have worked hard just now."

Chen Ling said it wasn't hard work, he didn't plan to play Tai Chi with these ignorant villagers, and directly said the voice he heard from below.

He asked, "What's that?"

The old man in black said, "That is the envoy of the Yellow God and also his slave."

"So they came to help Father Huang get the sacrifice?" Chen Ling paused, and then said, "Or to clear the way for him?"

"I told you, it's disrespectful for you to call Huang Shen that way! You'll be blamed!" The old man in black exploded on the spot when he was hit by a thunderbolt, and said with fierce eyes, "Besides, you can't leave now. "

Wu Weiwei shouted: "Why! We agreed to let us go after the sacrifice."

The old man in black sneered: "Because someone in our village is lost, what if she hides in your car and secretly follows you away?"

Chen Ling had nothing to fear, the only worry was that Jin Yu would be discovered.

But right now is not a good time for a conflict, he seemed to hesitate for a while and thought for a while: "Okay, but we have to leave before dark. Otherwise, someone from the guild hall will definitely send over... At that time, things may not be so It's over."

The old man in black didn't want to make things worse, and it was still several hours before dark, he still didn't believe it, they couldn't find a little girl with so many people!

"Okay," he said, "I'll let you go before dark."

It was inevitable that the people in the ancestral hall would run away. Before leaving, they locked the gate of the ancestral hall and sent two people to guard it outside.

Wu Weiwei looked at the ancestral hall that looked like a cage, and felt agitated: "Brother Chen, how can we get Jinyu away?"

"Assistant Qiu will definitely tell Mr. Jiang that we are also in the guild hall. When he arrives but can't find anyone, he will definitely call. If he can't get through, he should send someone out to look for..." Chen Ling cast his gaze on Jiang Yu No matter how bad it is, you can still pin your hopes on the old ancestor and let him slip out to ask for help.

It's just that at that time, it's not Jiang Shengxing who's begging but the police.

It is good to have a plan, what Wu Weiwei is most afraid of is running around like headless chickens.With the bottom of his mind, his mind naturally shifted to other things.

Wu Weiwei asked: "Brother Chen, did something happen to you down there just now?"

"Didn't you hear?!" Chen Ling was astonished.

Wu Weiwei shook his head: "No."

Jiang Yu: "I heard it, it was the impact of chains."

Wu Weiwei let out an ah, completely confused: "Then why can't I hear it!"

"It's indeed the sound of chains." Jin Yu's voice came from under the table.

She struggled to put her hands and feet down from the beam of the table, kneeling on the ground and moving out little by little.

After a brief respite, she supported the altar and stood up, "I don't know what's hidden there, every time the priests can always hear the crisp sound of clang clanging."

Chen Ling turned around and walked over, asking, "You went down too?"

"No, it was my brother who went down..." Jin Yu said with drooping eyebrows and eyes, his fingers clenched in his hands, and his knuckles turned white, "he said, saying that there was a monster hidden there... his face was pale and bleeding. Monsters with big mouths. They are chained, and they will climb up from the depths of the tunnel like dogs, and then lie down in the dark ground to eat those freshly slaughtered livestock..."

"No." Chen Ling interrupted suddenly, "The image you described is different from Father Huang's ghost."

Jin Yu opened her mouth, "I, I don't know, my brother told me these things."

"Feeding on raw meat and blood, the things raised are bound to be vicious and bloodthirsty." Jiang Yu's calm voice sounded, "The ones below are not Father Huang's ghost, but ghosts. They are feeding ghosts."

Chen Ling raised his head and asked, "What's the situation with the chains? Is it to control the evil spirits?"

Jiang Yu looked at the face full of curiosity, and said three words coldly: "Think for yourself."

Chen Ling groaned, and really lowered his head to think carefully.

If it is an ordinary chain that wants to lock the ghost, the person who controls the chain must not be an ordinary person.

Either a warlock, or Huang Fugui.

Whether it is the former or the latter, the purpose of raising ghosts is either to drive them, to sacrifice them, or to...

Chen Ling suddenly said: "It is rumored that Father Huang's ghost can devour ghosts, is this true?"

Jiang Yu nodded: "Ghosts are food, dew is pulp."

Chen Ling was silent, thinking that father Huang would not be so trendy, and he knew how to stockpile food.

Jiang Yu glanced at him: "What did you think of?"

"If those chained people are really ghosts..." Chen Ling felt a little absurd, "Could it be that they are the food hoarded by Father Huang ghost for himself? Regularly let the ghosts eat blood and meat to arouse their hostility, and eat like this Would it taste better?"

Wu Weiwei: "It's so perverted."

Chen Ling deeply felt the same way, it was more than a pervert, just thinking about it made him feel heavy.

Jiang Yu didn't say yes or no, but looked at Jin Yu who kept lowering his head after speaking: "Where's your brother?"

"Brother..." Jin Yu was thinking while listening to them, when someone asked about her brother, she was shocked and raised her head with tears in her eyes, "Brother died, he was sacrificed to That monster..."

Chen Ling didn't want to poke people's scars, but the secrets in the village had to be unraveled.

He took out a pack of tissues from his backpack and stuffed them to her, his voice softened a bit: "Wipe your tears first." When the other party was much worse at wiping, he asked, "Can you tell me what's going on, please?" Why did my brother tell you this?"

Jin Yu also wanted this place to be destroyed as soon as possible, so that the ugly habits would be wiped out as soon as possible.

She sobbed a few times, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

After her emotions stabilized, she said slowly: "Today, I should be the first to put the sacrifices. This is the rule in the village. The next morning after the sacrifices are done, there will be human sacrifices. My brother was there at the beginning. The first day I was forced to go down to place sacrifices, and I accidentally saw those disgusting things."

"The weather was very bad that day, with heavy black clouds hanging in the sky, as if the sky was about to collapse. But the villagers were very excited, because it was the eighteenth day of the lunar calendar. At that time, there were not many young people in the village. At noon, they gathered in front of the ancient well in the center of the village to kill the livestock, and then forced my brother to put the things in the ancestral hall."

Jin Yu pinched the tissue that was already wet with tears, and said with hatred in her voice: "But then... Then something happened, the rope pulling my brother broke for some reason, and he fell off suddenly while being pulled back. go down..."

It is five or six meters deep from the bottom of the tunnel on the ground, and falling from the middle is not a joke. Fortunately, there were newly placed sacrifices at the bottom.

The bloody flesh provided some buffer for brother Jinyu, so that he didn't hurt his legs and feet.

He arched his back and barely stood up against the wall. Before he could make other movements, he heard the sound of the chain being dragged, clang, clang, from sparse to hasty, from monotonous to noisy.

At that time, although he was afraid, knowing that those friends in the village who were about the same age as him would leave this world forever in the early morning of the day after the offering, but he was also happy.

The old people in the village said that after coming down to offer sacrifices to the Yellow God, the village will be able to enjoy good weather and the villagers will live a long and healthy life. Those evil spirits who come out to make trouble on the nineteenth of every month will also be suppressed by the full-fed Yellow God... Brother Jinyu is afraid of the unknown, but proud of his contribution to the village.

Just when his mood was complicated and his emotions were intertwined, the sound of the chain was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in the darkness closest to him.

There seemed to be something hidden in the darkness, and he couldn't see anything, but he could clearly feel a terrifying sight fixed on his face.

Brother Jinyu's heart started beating wildly, and he was at a loss. His thinking was dominated by something called fear. After keenly sensing that his life was threatened, he instinctively yelled!

Help, help!Pull me up quickly!

His voice was heart-piercing, and his superiors were also anxious. The old man in black ordered the villagers to quickly fetch the spare rope, and threw it down at once.

Brother Jinyu bent down quickly, and picked up the rope from the bloody, still warm belly of the suckling goat.

When he lowered his head and tied his waist and abdomen, he suddenly felt a touch on the back of his neck.

The cold, sticky touch reminded him of bloody fingers.

He shivered, closed his eyes and told himself not to be afraid, it was the Yellow God who blesses them with good weather, is a god, and will not harm anyone.

Maybe it was too flustered, he couldn't tie the knot no matter what.

Brother Jinyu stomped his foot angrily, accidentally slipped, and sat down on the pile of raw meat.

He raised his head subconsciously, and a pale face appeared in front of him at some point.

Even though he should not be able to see anything, that face became something special in the darkness, appearing very clearly in front of his eyes.The pale skin, the eyes so hollow that only the sockets remain, the big bloody mouth...

The mouth opened wider and wider, sticking out the red tip of his tongue towards him.

Fortunately, just when he was too frightened to react, the people above suddenly pulled him up, and the loose knot around his waist did not come loose.

The fear of the aftermath and the rest of his life made him ecstatic, and at the same time that terrible face was also deepening in his mind.

Brother Jinyu began to go around saying that there were monsters hidden under the ancestral hall, and that the so-called gods were actually monsters.And judging from the complicated sound of chains and locks, there may be more than one!

The gods should be benevolent and benevolent, with solemn treasures, not scary and weird.

The younger generation has been exposed to a lot of new things from the outside world, and the thoughts about offering sacrifices to the gods that have been instilled in their minds since childhood have long begun to waver.

This kind of vacillation directly evolved into a collapse after Brother Jinyu was forced into the corridor of the ancestral hall.

They took their burdens and resolutely left the village, leaving behind a group of stubborn, pedantic and stubborn people.

"Wait." Chen Ling asked, "You left with them too? If so, why did you come back?"

"I came back to get the household registration book..." Jin Yu said, "I left in such a hurry, I forgot. If possible, I don't want to come back, but the marriage registration requires a household registration book."

She said: "My parents, uncles and uncles, people in their 30s and 40s all left here."

"No wonder there are all old people in their seventies and eighties here." Wu Weiwei said.

Jin Yu said: "My brother's spirit was not normal before he died. He kept repeating what he saw below."

Chen Ling asked: "What happened later? How was he sent to the ancestral hall as a sacrifice?"

"He was taken in by force." Jin Yu recalled, "I was only ten years old at the time, and I saw him being taken away by a group of old people with hoes and rakes. They were at five o'clock in the morning before the sun rose. At the time, he was forced to push him into the corridor of the ancestral hall."

"Did your parents not stop it?" Wu Weiwei asked.

"It's useless..." Jin Yu said, "In our village, disobedience to the elders is the greatest disobedience, and it is said that they will be punished by the gods. And even if there were no such reasons, no one would dare to touch those old people. Whoever is responsible for the three longs and two shorts will be punished by the village chief most importantly."

"By the way, the village chief is the old man who always wears black cloth clothes." She shivered when she remembered something, "You may not know that the punishment is terrible. It is to beat the back with a whip, and the whip is made of thorn vine bark. It’s made thickly and has thorns. Every time it falls, the skin is torn apart.”

Because of the monthly human sacrifice in the village, there are fewer and fewer young and middle-aged people.

But out of pedantic filial piety to the elders and fear of the family law, no one dared to resist forcefully.

In the end, if it weren't for Jin Yu's frightening words before his death, the courage to escape from the village might still be suppressed in their hearts.

Jin Yu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and looked up at Chen Ling: "You say that the ones below are ghosts and the food of the Yellow God, so why would he do that?"

Chen Ling thought for a while and said, "Be greedy."

Maybe also for "reproduction".

After the new Huang Gui father was born, he couldn't grow up just by blowing the wind. They also needed food.

Those human sacrifices that were put down in the ancestral hall were likely to be the carriers used by Huangfu ghost to cast a curse and give birth to new ghosts.

After the cursed person dies, the soul will become a fierce ghost and a grieving ghost because of the deep pain and fear before death. Father Huang's ghost will chain them up and bind them by their side to enjoy slowly.

He asked, "When did you leave the village?"

Jin Yu: "12 years ago."

Chen Ling: "Then there are no young people as sacrifices in the past 12 years, so the village will stop human sacrifices?"

"As far as I know, it should be." Jin Yu bit her lip and said depressedly, "It's also my bad luck that they found out, otherwise I wouldn't have been arrested."

"Then how many ghosts does he have to hoard to eat for 12 years?" Chen Ling felt strange, "Even if he eats one a month, 12 or four people will be enough for 140 years."

Jin Yu was stunned for a moment, then said in a low voice, "But, there are not so many people in our village."

The village is not big. Even before everyone left, there were only 400 people in the village.

"My brother said before he died that he didn't want to be one of No.90's eight victims." Jin Yu said.

Jiang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he asked, "Did other things happen in the village?"

Jinyu was stunned for a moment, "There must not be here. As far as I know, they have only moved here for two or three years. But, but I heard that there was an incident in the previous village. It was a fire."

"Fire?" Chen Ling didn't expect such a thing to happen, "Is it an accident?"

Jin Yu's complexion changed a few times, and she whispered, "If I have to say it, it has something to do with Huang Shen... no, Father Huang's ghost is also related."

Seeing that the dryness on her mouth was getting worse, Chen Ling took out a new bottle of small mineral water from her backpack and handed it over, "Drink some water first."

Jiang Yu's face was slightly tensed, and his lips were pursed.

Chen Ling was keenly aware of the displeasure emanating from the side, so he quickly moved closer and stuffed his fingers into the man's palm.

Jinyu didn't notice these little details. She raised her head and gulped a few sips, saying, "I heard what the old people in the village said. It was said that decades ago, there was a village head in the village who was sent away because of his daughter. After the sacrifice, he missed too much and went crazy. After committing suicide for unknown reasons, his ghost came back and insisted on asking the villagers for his daughter, but the villagers couldn’t give it back, so he burned the whole place with will-o’-the-wisp fire.”

Long narratives and memories are exhausting, Jin Yu paused for a moment, swallowed and said: "The story is like this, I don't know the details. I just heard that some villagers escaped unharmed because of going to the market. , The fire in the village was still burning when they came back. They tried many methods, went to the river to fetch water, buried the fire with ashes...but it didn't work. In the end, it was Father Huang's ghost who brought the heavy rain and put out the fire. "

Father Huang's ghost is not a good thing, why should he help put out the fire for no reason?

Chen Ling scratched the man's palm with his fingers, "Brother Jiang, do you think that was directed and acted by Father Huang himself?"

"Can you verify it?" Jiang Yu asked Jin Yu.

Jin Yu nodded again and again: "The remaining old people in the village can testify that they all saw the torrential rain coming from Father Huang's ghost."

The corners of Jiang Yu's lips were cold: "Father Huang is a kind of mountain spirit. Rainfall in a small area is not difficult for him, but it is a supernatural power for the villagers. This small skill is enough for ordinary people to respect him. For God."

Chen Ling doubted: "The village chief, did he really set fire to the village because of his daughter's death? Did he really commit suicide?"

On the other side, Wu Weiwei suddenly spat.

He pressed his phone frantically, with a gloomy expression on his face: "Why is there no signal in this crappy place! I also said to check it online."

"Our situation here...the signal is very poor." Jinyu said in a low voice.

Chen Ling glanced at the carpet under his feet, and suddenly said: "You said, if the village chief really turned into a ghost, would he be detained by Father Huang as well?"

Jiang Yu saw through his thoughts: "Want to go down and have a look?"

Chen Ling said: "Father Huang will definitely not let his hoarders run too far. Maybe the other end of the chain is in his hand? Just walk along the corridor, maybe you can find his old lair. "

No matter how well you can hide, there must be time to return to the nest.When the time comes, take advantage of his surprise and beat him to death.

"But Brother Chen, this is so dangerous. Did you forget that the talisman paper in your backpack hasn't had time to draw yet?"

"It doesn't matter, I still have the curse whip and the magic seal. By the way, the slingshot you gave me last time is also in the bag." Chen Ling looked serious and frowned, "And I'm afraid Father Huang will continue to kill people."

What happened to the corpse in the Fengling Guild Hall and Wu Weiwei is enough to show that Father Huang's ghost has had enough of hiding in this underground passage.

He needs to forage, he needs to "reproduce", and maybe there are other things that force him to show up.

Otherwise, she wouldn't run to the hot spring club at the risk of exposing herself.

Jiang Yu was worried, even if he didn't need to do it himself, he had to keep people under his nose: "I'm with you."