When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

There is a happy event in the village today.

There is a funeral in the village today.

The wedding team started from the new house early in the morning. Four strong men carried the sedan chair and walked in the front, picking up the bride who came from nowhere, followed by those who played the suona. .

The funeral procession also set off from the mourning hall early in the morning. Everyone wore sackcloth and filial piety, surrounded by a pitch-black coffin, followed by wreaths and elegiac couplets.

The bride in a red wedding dress was tightly wrapped, and her bright red hijab hung down to cover her entire face.She didn't know why she kept silent, sitting in the sedan chair without making a sound.

The deceased was put on a shroud and lay peacefully in the coffin. The lid of the coffin had already been nailed to death, and was lifted up unsteadily, ready to be sent to the cemetery of the ancestors of the Li family.

Red and white, lively and sad, laughter and weeping...the wedding and funeral were completely different, but they happened on the same day in the same family's house in the village.

When the two teams met on the way, they blended in without any barriers, walked side by side, and walked slowly towards the center of the village.

The colors of the villagers' clothes are more contrasting, one red and one white, which looks extremely dazzling.

Yi Qi stood outside the wedding and funeral lines, staring at everything in front of him, feeling an indescribable sense of absurdity.

And Xiao Li, who was supposed to be today's protagonist, ran over again at this time, with a smile on his face, he cheered beside Yi Qi and said, "You really are here, isn't it fun today?"

Yi Qi looked at him inexplicably: "Why are you here? Whether it's a funeral or a wedding, you should go and take care of it."

Xiao Li shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter, it's the same with me anyway... When the critical moment comes, I'll just show my face."

It is obvious that the person who died was his father, and the bride will also marry him, but listening to his tone, it seems that it has nothing to do with him.

Things got weirder and weirder.

Seeing that Yi Qi stopped talking for a long time, Xiao Li couldn't help striking up a conversation again, and began to find something to say: "I heard that the village head has decided to hold the ceremony of worshiping the gods in advance."

"So, after you have attended the wedding and funeral today, you can visit our village's worship ceremony tomorrow. Are you happy? There are so many things that can be filmed and broadcast live!"

In an almost embarrassing tone, he happily threw out a piece of heavy news.

Sure enough, Yi Qi's attention was immediately attracted: "Tomorrow? Didn't it say that the ceremony of worshiping the gods will be a few days later, why is the time suddenly brought forward to tomorrow?"

At this time, a gentle voice sounded from behind, intervening in the conversation between the two: "Of course it is to welcome you guests who have come from afar."

Yi Qi followed the prestige and saw the old village chief walking slowly with his hands behind his back and a kind smile on his face.

The village chief came in front of the two, coughed, and said in a muffled voice, "Anyway, the ceremony of worshiping the gods has been prepared for a long time, and it's not too short of a day or two. It will be held in advance...it's just a wish in advance."

While saying these words, the village head kept a kind smile on his face, like an ordinary old man lovingly looking up and down at the junior in front of him.

But Yiqi noticed that the loving smile was far from reaching his eyes.

Deep in the eyes of the village chief, there was cloudiness, suspicion, and guard.

The village chief cleared his throat again, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Speaking of which, why didn't you see the other two young people? Didn't your friend come to the live broadcast with you today?"

Early this morning, Yuan Linlin and Li Guoqiang went out to explore the village again.The two switched places, Yuan Linlin went to the cliff to the north, and Li Guoqiang went to the Li family cemetery.

But these words certainly cannot be said directly.

He remained calm: "The live webcast requires multiple angles of shots. The two of them went to other places to shoot, so naturally they can't stick with me all the time."

"Oh, so that's how it is..." The village chief said with a half-smile, not sure if he believed this statement.

Obviously, the inexplicable burning of the Li family's family cemetery last night made the old and shrewd village chief suspicious.

Although he didn't directly ask about the cemetery today, he must have doubted the identity of the three of them as the anchor again.

Maybe they were afraid that the three of them would cause obstacles, so even the ceremony of worshiping the gods in the village was moved forward to tomorrow to prevent any accidents.

The village chief had a half-smile expression on his face, and he just stood there looking at Yi Qi for a long time before he chuckled: "Look, the wedding and funeral processions have gone far away, let's hurry up and have a look!"

In addition to holding weddings and funerals at the same time, there is another peculiar custom in Xiaoli Village that is different from other places.

Whether it is a wedding for a newcomer or a burial for the deceased, the funeral procession and wedding procession must go to the center of the village first, and circle the old locust tree three times back and forth.

According to the villagers, this old locust tree is a sacred tree that shelters the village. Whether a newcomer is marrying or the deceased is leaving, it is necessary to show the old locust tree a look.

So when Yi Qi and the others rushed over, the red, white, and funeral teams had already started to walk around the thick tree.

The canopy of the old pagoda tree hung over everyone's heads, and its branches and leaves were so thick and dense that it almost blocked all the sunlight, not even a ray of light could pass through.

Being in the shade of this kind of thick green tree, there is no coolness and comfort, but it makes people feel an inexplicable feeling of suffocation and aggrievedness.

Under the shade of the trees, people struggled to carry the sedan chairs and coffins, and walked round and round the trees.

Both the sedan chair and the coffin trembled, and the wooden chair poles and hemp coffin ropes made a "creaking" sound.

One second, two seconds, three seconds... Yi Qi looked at the two teams from a distance, counting the seconds in his heart with no expression on his face.

time up.

At the next moment, a sudden change occurred!

The thick and heavy sedan chair pole under the sedan chair suddenly broke with a crisp sound.

The young man carrying the sedan chair uttered exclamations one after another. The weight on his body was unstable. When he stepped on the wrong foot, the sedan chair on his shoulders tilted over and hit the coffin beside him hard with a "bang".

At the same time, the hemp rope used to hang the coffin broke with a bang.

The entire coffin suddenly tipped over and collided violently with the slanting sedan chair.

Amidst the exclamation of the crowd, the bride in her wedding dress fell out of the sedan chair, and the coffin lid that was supposed to be nailed to death cracked with just a bump, and the deceased wearing a shroud also rolled out of the coffin.

Yi Qi stood in the distance, watching everything with cold eyes.

It is not easy to avoid the eyes and ears of the villagers and quietly tamper with the sedan chair pole and the coffin to ensure that the two accidents happen at the same time today.

He put in a lot of work last night.

But now, the scene in front of him still exceeded his expectations.

The bride has been very quiet today, as if she is a mute.But right now she fell from the sedan chair in embarrassment, the wedding dress on her body was covered with mud, but she still didn't make a sound.

Even a dumb person can call out a few times!

And as she fell, the red hijab that had been covering her head also fell down.

The face under the red hijab has no facial features, not even human skin and flesh, only a rough bark face.

The so-called "bride" in the sedan chair turned out to be a carved wooden figure!

And the dead who rolled out of the coffin surprised Yi Qi even more.

He saw the deceased Lao Li last night. Although it was a corpse that had been dead for many years but was still well preserved, it still had human flesh and blood after all.

But today... Lao Li rolled out of the coffin, his body under the shroud became extremely stiff, his limbs were stiff and unable to bend, and his face that was originally blue and white turned yellow and rough, like a piece of bark.

On his bark face, some thin branches have even grown, and green shoots sprout from the ends of the branches.

The body of the deceased has turned into a complete wooden man!

The gene mutation of the species can't help but make Yi Qi stunned.

At the moment when he was stunned, Li Guoqiang suddenly contacted him quietly through the communicator.

Li Guoqiang, who was going to the Li family's cemetery, heard a slightly tired voice.

"Mr. Yi, just as you imagined... I entered the cemetery to investigate as a man, and I didn't encounter any danger or attack, and I didn't hear any strange sounds."

"But in order to investigate, I had to dig a tomb and try to find clues from the bones..."

Speaking of this, Li Guoqiang's voice couldn't help trembling: "Guess what I saw?"

"Bones...there are no rotting corpses or bones under the tomb in the Li family cemetery, only one... wooden man!"

"In these buried corpses, all the human tissues and muscle fibers on their bodies have all mutated and gradually changed into the structure of plants. In addition, there are countless tree roots in the soil, which spread to these wooden corpses, tearing them apart. Layer upon layer."

"It is not yet possible to determine the source of the roots."

After listening to Li Guoqiang's trembling report, before Yi Qi could say anything to comfort him, another message came over.

When Yuan Linlin's voice came, there was no hidden panic from Li Guoqiang, but there was an unconcealable shock in her tone.

"Mr. Yi." She murmured, "I... saw her..."

"No! I heard them."

……

The northernmost part of Xiaoli Village, on the edge of a bottomless cliff.

Yuan Linlin stood on the edge of the cliff, holding a communicator, and staring at everything in front of him in shock.

Below the cliff, countless black human-shaped shadows squirmed, crawled out from the bottomless depths, climbed on the steep cliff, and slowly struggled upward.

Countless scarred palms raised upwards, as if longing for the sun that would never be touched.

There was a thin woman who was sitting on the edge of the cliff, her legs were hanging down from the edge of the cliff, and her slender ankles were dangling slowly.

Yuan Linlin recognized the scar left by the circle of needlework on the edge of the woman's chapped lips.

This woman... seems to be the boatman who took them across the river?

Just when she was in doubt, the dumb woman who had been acting like a dumb woman suddenly raised her head, her bloodshot eyes were burning with fierce anger.

The woman opened her scarred mouth, her voice was hoarse, and every word was crying blood:

【The water in the wild river is cool enough for autumn,】

[There are sorrows in the ravines. 】

【Screaming during the day and crying at night without end,】

[Whether dead or alive, who can save? 】

[The poor man is in a panic and has nowhere to go,]

[Look up and down to see if you can't figure it out. 】

[This cliff is hundreds of feet deep and a mass of rotten flesh,]

[The sky is bright and the night is not yet bright, and the candlelight is difficult to gather. 】

[The dark clouds are deep and the earth is full of stench,]

[One day, I will avenge this—a sea of ​​blood! ! ! 】

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