Distorting mirror travels through the supernatural event book

Qiao Leting took the bronze mirror that Ji Yue handed over, his blurred face was reflected in the mirror, he tilted his head to look at Ji Yue strangely, where did this bronze mirror come from?

Ji Yue understood his question, but didn't answer him, just said: "Put a drop of blood on the mirror, wipe it evenly, and then point the mirror at the bones on the ground."

Qiao Leting responded, bit a small hole in his own, squeezed out two drops of bright red onto the mirror, wiped it evenly and pointed the bronze mirror at Wang Funing on the ground.

The black crayfish quickly occupied the entire bone, and Wang Funing's wailing became more and more shrill, hysterical and hoarse.

Qiao Leting couldn't bear to hear it, but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to leave Wang Village, while Chen Jianhua wanted to leave Wang Funing.

The bronze mirror suddenly split in two in his hands, and fell to the ground with a bang. Before Qiao Leting could ask Ji Yue what happened, he watched a wisp of green smoke slow down from the shattered surface of the bronze mirror. Rising slowly, in the lingering blue smoke, he saw Wang Funing's life.

Wang Village is a strange village, but the people who live here don't think so. Their ancestors were born here, grew up here, and old here, and they hardly communicate with outsiders.

They support tens of thousands of ghost crayfish here, and select the most suitable ones to embed in their flesh and blood for longevity and health. To make offerings to ghost crickets, the bodies of living creatures must be ground into powder, and human beings are all things. The spirit is naturally the best choice, but many years ago Wangcun Village did not have a medium to communicate with the outside world, and only wild beasts on the mountain and poultry raised at home could be used to make rice noodles.

And during the war in the last century, some of the victims somehow escaped to Wangcun Village, and then they all became the souls of the villagers of Wangcun Village who died under the knife, and the food in the belly of the cricket.

Due to years of natural disasters, many wild beasts on the surrounding mountains have died, and there are not many poultry left in the village, and the powder needed for the crayfish must be fresh dead bodies. After all the victims died, he fell into thought while watching the raft they left not far from Bufutan.

Soon after, Wangcun Village had a road leading to the outside world. They could contact the cities and villages outside, but they didn't want to live outside. They just wanted to attract more people to Wangcun Village as nourishment for the crayfish.

In that war-torn era, it was not difficult to attract a few people to forget the village, and because of the changes in the raw materials of the flour, the crayfish in the village grew better, and the people in the village lived longer.

So since then, the people of Wangxiang Village have tried every means to lure people from outside to come here, but a few years later, the war is over, and the whole country is trying to restore and build, and the number of people coming to Wangxiang Village has begun to decrease. .

That is to say, from that time on, Wangcun Village began to develop tourism projects, saying that it has become the ideal peach blossom garden for people. Many literary and artistic youths are fed up with the hustle and bustle of big cities. He made up his mind, went on the road regardless, and then never went back.

After 2000, the country’s tourism industry has gradually developed, and scenic spots around the country are also booming. Forgotten Village is inconspicuous among the 4A5A scenic spots in these countries, but there are also young people with eccentric personalities who like to come. This kind of isolated place, so there is no shortage of raw materials for feeding the crayfish.

When SARS broke out in [-], all the people stayed at home, the tourism industry was hit hard, and no one came to Wangcun Village.It wasn't until June of [-] that the situation began to improve, but there were still very few tourists coming to Wangcun Village.

Chen Jianhua was the only person who came to Wang Village in the first half of [-]. The village head had already sharpened his knife and wanted to feed him to the crayfish, but Chen Jianhua was a ghost. He told the village head that he would have to wait a few days When I go back, I can bring a few friends here to have a look.

Thinking of killing a few more, the village chief stopped thinking about killing Chen Jianhua for a while.

Chen Jianhua just lived in Wang Funing's home. Wang Funing was the youngest daughter in the family. When her mother went out to look for her little brother one winter, an ice skate fell from the eaves and pierced the back of her neck. She lost too much blood and died on the spot.

She also has two older brothers who live together in the same house that Qiao Leting lived in when he first arrived.Chen Jianhua was not bad looking, he was a bit more bookish than those young people in the village, and he also spoke nicely. Wang Ningfu, a little village girl, had never seen such a posture before.

Chen Jianhua wanted to seduce again, and the young couple quickly hooked up. Wang Funing knew that most people in the village would not agree to her marriage with Chen Jianhua, so after discussing with Chen Jianhua, he planned to make a deal first.

The village chief was still waiting for Chen Jianhua to bring the stranger in, but the stranger didn't come, and the girls in their village were about to be kidnapped.

As Wang Ningfu expected, the people in the village did not want her to marry Chen Jianhua, but Wang Ningfu was already three months pregnant at this time. Don't look at the people in this village who are merciless in killing outsiders, but the neighbors They felt sorry for Wang Ningfu, who had lost his mother long ago, and after discussing it, if Chen Jianhua promised never to leave the village again, they would agree to their marriage.

Chen Jianhua finally had no choice but to agree for Wang Funing.

Chen Jianhua lived a good life in Forgotten Village, but he was not from the village after all, and he might never know the secrets of the village in his whole life.

Wang Funing thought that she would spend the rest of her life lovingly with Chen Jianhua, but who would have thought that on the day of their child's [-]th day, Chen Jianhua secretly replaced the crayfish that was only for their child to eat.Two months later, their child died of a fever, but the children of Wang Village who ate the crayfish would not get sick at all, so Wang Ningfu asked the people in the village to investigate this matter.

The village chief didn't know how to do the investigation, but in the end he actually found Chen Jianhua. Only then did Wang Funing know that Chen Jianhua already had a wife at home. After the doctor's examination, he said that he could live up to three years.Chen Jianhua loves his wife very much. He has heard from somewhere that there is a magical insect in a place called Wang Village. After eating it, people can live and die.

Chen Jianhua began to embark on the road to find Wangcun Village. He got a promotional poster of Wangcun Village by chance, and followed the people in the village into this village. He knew that the people here would not trust him, so he deliberately approached the village. Wang Ningfu, a little girl, wanted to find out about the crayfish from her mouth, but Wang Ningfu kept his mouth very tight. Even if they got married, she didn't reveal any news about the crayfish to herself.

When their son was [-] days old, he saw Wang Funing took out a black worm from the box and said it was for the child to eat, and he knew that this was what he was looking for.He dropped the bugs and started looking for opportunities to escape the village.

It's a pity that he was discovered by the village before he started to act. They can't let Chen Jianhua go, and Wang Funing loves and hates him now, and it's impossible to protect him anymore.

Chen Jianhua died like this. His body could have been buried in the ancestral grave, but Wang Funing asked to grind his body into powder, and she ate him into her body.

The next day, people in the village found that Wang Funing had died outside the locust tree.

After Chen Jianhua's death, his wife hadn't seen Chen Jianhua back for a long time, and the phone calls once a month were gone, so she guessed that he had been in an accident in Forgotten Village.She wanted to avenge her husband, so she asked several masters to go outside Wangcun Village together. She sacrificed her life and cursed this bloody and dark Wangcun Village.

Chen Jianhua's wife died in this way on the big white rock beside the Bufu Lake outside Liaowang Village.

So on a sunny afternoon, the crickets of Wangcun came out of the ground and devoured all the living things in the village.

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Qiao Leting silently looked at the shards of the bronze mirror under his feet, forgetting that the people in the village were beasts, but this Chen Jianhua was not a good person either, no one in the whole story was innocent.

The crayfish had dispersed, leaving only a puddle of white powder on the ground, which was what Chen Jianhua asked him to bring out of Wangcun Village, and Wang Funing's soul did not know where it went.

Qiao Leting took a glass jar from the room, shoveled the powder on the ground and even a little soil into the jar, looked at Ji Yue at the side, and shook the jar in his hand, "Where are we going next?"

Ji Yue smiled, "Let's go, let's climb the mountain, you should have seen where Chen Jianhua's wife died, right?"

Qiao Leting replied, "Not outside the floating pond."

Ji Yue nodded, "Just send the jar there."

Qiao Leting thought for a while about the Bufutan he saw in Wang Funing's memory, and then looked at the small pot in his hand, feeling that it seemed a bit difficult to throw it over. He pursed his lips and asked Ji Yue: "What if What happens if you can't throw it?"

"It's nothing, it's just that it will float in the pool for a while."

Qiao Leting was finally relieved, because he had already explored the way up the mountain before, so this time walking was much smoother, at least he didn't trip over the stones again.

He stood on the edge of the cliff where he had been before, and threw the glass jar in his hand under the cliff. As for when Chen Jianhua would reach his wife's side, it was not his concern.

The silvery white moonlight scattered through the dense branches to the ground, Qiao Leting closed his eyes, held Ji Yue's hand, "We are going back."

When they opened their eyes again, they really returned to the hotel they had booked before.

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