hell feng shui department

According to Zhou Huai, the person who performed the bloodletting on him would come after eight o'clock in the evening, and he would eat as well as watch the show, so in the evening, Zhuang Sui and Lu Wangzhi slipped out to eat without anyone noticing.

Zhou Huai's appearance was remembered by the villagers, so he could not follow him out in a fair manner, but could only stay in the ancestral hall and wait for Zhuang to feed them.

Come out after dinner, the fire dragons in the small square have reached the final step, and the two fire dragons are placed side by side in the open space, just waiting for the celebration to come tomorrow night.

Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui quickly found two unattended pheasants on the edge of the village, and found a kettle to kill the chickens and collect their blood. He was worried about wasting food after bleeding the chicken, so he sent the chicken to the old lady before returning to the ancestral hall.

As the time approached eight o'clock in the evening, the three listened to the faint voices coming from outside the ancestral hall, and worked together to move a large flower pot in the corner to the stone platform.Zhou Huai immediately put a trick on the flower pot, making people think that the flower pot was him, and he was still lying on the stone platform.

After finishing the preparations, there was still time. Lu Wangzhi stood in front of the huge statue of Zhuxi and looked at it for a while, then asked Zhou Huai: "This statue is made evilly, but it doesn't seem to have any evil spirit on it. Has it always been like this?" Even the statues of Lordless Gods on the road in the village have a faint evil spirit, but the biggest one is particularly clean.

After hearing this, Zhou Huai said, "No way, this thing is evil. I saw his eyes move when I came in today, but the evil spirit on it disappeared this afternoon for some reason. I don't think I have time to study it."

Lu Wangzhi stared at the statue thoughtfully: "Forget about it, it will be eight o'clock soon, let's wait until the things here are over."

Although there is blindness, but in order to avoid side effects, the three of them temporarily hid in the dark corner under the statue.

Zhuang Sui remembered another missing subordinate, so he asked Zhou Huai if he had any news about Ye Tianshuang.

"I really haven't seen her." Zhou Huai shook his head and said, "But I heard from those villagers that they seem to plan to attack tourists after midnight tonight. If Tianshuang is also in the village, there may be some Danger."

"Do it?" Lu Wangzhi frowned, "They want to kill people?"

"Not sure, they didn't go into details, but it probably won't be a good thing."

Just as Lu Wangzhi was about to ask for more details, a rattling sound suddenly sounded in the empty ancestral hall.

The three extinguished the fire talisman in their hands, glanced at each other, and tacitly found a place to hide and stopped talking.

They opened a gap before the curtain, and they looked out through the gap, only to see a door appeared in the south where there was a wall, and people came in one after another, all of them were villagers here.

Lu Wangzhi made a rough count. There were about fifty people who came in. They spread out in an orderly manner and sat cross-legged one meter apart.

During this period, no one spoke, and no one lit a lamp. Everyone sat silently in the dark, trembling slightly for some reason, and breathing heavily.

Lu Wangzhi didn't know what this meant at first, but then he suddenly realized that it might be a sign of pain.

Without the cover of sweet-scented osmanthus, the back room of the secret ancestral hall is filled with a strong smell of corruption. These villagers may all have the same moth-eaten wounds as the old lady.

At eight o'clock, a middle-aged man came in holding a torch. Behind him were three assistants. Two of them jointly carried a large ceramic vat full of water, and the other held a wooden tray. The four quickly walked through In the crowd, Lu Wang knew the village chief who heard the villagers shouting and raising the torch.

The village chief opened the curtain completely, then put the torch on the side of the stone platform, and began to look down at "Zhou Huai" lying on the stone platform.

Of course, from Lu Wangzhi's point of view, the village chief was just looking around the flowerpot.

The village head was very satisfied, and after confirming that "Zhou Huai" was completely in a coma, he turned around and led the villagers to read the sacrificial oration.It took them 10 minutes to make a big concept before they stopped. The sacrificial rhetoric was piled up heavily, and the whole process was full of urine spots. Lu Wang knew that they were about to fall asleep when they heard it, and then saw them enter the next link.

The village chief picked up a knife and walked to the edge of the stone platform, gesticulating against the air. Lu Wangzhi realized that he was cutting the wrists of "Zhou Huai" to bleed, so he immediately took the kettle containing chicken blood and sneaked behind the stone platform.

The villagers below were all prostrate on the ground, and the village chief closed his eyes and muttered something. No one looked up. Lu Wangzhi took the opportunity to open the kettle and pour the chicken blood into a large bowl beside the stone platform.

He moved very quickly, and it took him only half a minute to return to the hiding place after pouring.

"Tsk, there are still people playing tricks like this these days. It's really a disaster." Zhou Huai muttered in a low voice, and saw the village chief blowing with his eyes closed for 2 minutes, then opened his eyes and looked at the big bowl filled with blood. Nodding with satisfaction.

He motioned to an assistant who was bowing down and waiting below to come forward, and the other party cleverly presented a wooden plate. The village head held a bowl containing chicken blood in one hand, and dipped each of several small bowls on the wooden plate with the other hand, and immediately Sprinkle the ground powder into the chicken blood.

The chicken blood immediately bubbled as if it was boiling.

Zhuang Sui frowned and said in a low voice, "Don't he want to heat up the chicken blood, it would be too strange to cook it later."

Lu Wangzhi: "..."

Fortunately, the village head did a trick and didn't really intend to cook the chicken blood. He held the bowl of chicken blood with both hands flat, twisted his hips and danced like a god to the ceramic water tank.

Lu Wangzhi saw that he turned his face into the water tank and said a few words, to the effect that he was asking the great god for instructions and asking for instructions.Then the ancestral hall fell into a dead silence for a full 2 ​​minutes. As time passed, the villagers crawling underneath raised their heads uneasy, some began to whisper, and some couldn't help but speak.

"The village chief...here, hasn't the great god given instructions yet?"

The village chief's expression was not very good. He held the chicken blood in both hands for 2 minutes, and his wrists were sore from exhaustion. For the sake of it? The Great Master has something to leave temporarily, and he asked me to do things as usual."

The commotion below stopped immediately, and the villagers returned to their respectful kneeling appearance.

The village chief's expression softened a little. He slowly poured the chicken blood into the water tank, and the assistant next to him immediately took a spoon-like thing and began to stir it well.

"It's done." After the assistant made some moves, the village head finally said, "This time there are 53 guests in the village, and the Great God is very satisfied. This is his reward for you. Come up one by one to receive it."

The villagers lying down held a bowl, one by one, stepped forward to fill the bowl with mixed chicken blood, and then returned to the position where they lay down one by one.

The next scene was more bloody. I saw some villagers directly took off their upper body clothes, and some villagers rolled up their sleeves to reveal their rotten flesh. They took out a piece of cloth, soaked it in blood, and held the cloth tremblingly. Wipe it all over your body.

Although the chicken blood was watered down, it was half red and not red dripping on those weird skins. scene -

Those worms hidden under the skin popped out like squeezing beans, the key is that they are still alive, their tails are embedded in the skin, and only their heads are twisting in the wind, floating in white lumps on every villager. On the body, from a distance, it is blood, flesh and white. There are more than 50 people, just like acting in a zombie movie, howling ghosts and wolves there.

"Fuck!" Zhou Huai didn't want to watch it at all, turned his back and thought about his life, "I'm so stupid to watch this." He saw a lot of ghosts and bloody scenes, but this kind of dense horror is very vivid. Rare, just stepped on his thunder point.

Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang Sui looked calm. Lu Wangzhi looked at everyone on the field carefully, and whispered, "These people seem to have tourists at home."

"Well, I remember a few of them. I saw them when I was soliciting customers last night." Zhuang Sui turned his gaze, "I just didn't see Ma Laosan."

While they were discussing, the villagers on the field began to pull the bugs with their bare hands. Although they cried and cried, in fact, the wounds were far worse than that of the old lady before, and even worse than that of Ma Laosan. Lu Wangzhi saw them Throwing the worms into the remaining half bowl of bloody water, it took a long time to clean up, and someone came in with several jars of clean water.

The water was for them to wash away the stains on their bodies. After a while, everyone cleaned up and poured all the worms in the bowl into the big vat where the chicken blood was diluted before, and then quietly returned to the place and kowtowed three times. Arrange your clothes and leave one by one.

The village chief stood by the entrance and looked at them, with a gloomy face and a treacherous smile, he told everyone who left: "You all know what to do in the middle of the night, do it well, after tomorrow night, everyone will have a good day again pass."

After everyone left, the assistant looked at "Zhou Huai" on the stone platform and asked the village chief, "What should we do with this person?"

"Put it in the water tank. Take it out and find a place to hide it first. After the fog clears, you can take it to the old place in the mountain and bury it."

The assistant nodded in response, and tried hard to pick up the flowerpot, but he didn't lift it all at once, his face flushed from holding back: "Why is this man so heavy..." He was as heavy as a fat man of!

Finally, after everyone had left, Lu Wangzhi came out of their hiding place. Zhuang Sui walked to the edge of the stone platform, where a little white powder fell, which was the things that the village chief sprinkled chicken blood on. Rubbing with fingertips, he said, "These are all salt."

"I guessed it. Sprinkling salt water on the wound is similar to soaking cherries in salt water." Lu Wangzhi said, "It's just fooling people to say that the gods appear."

But the villagers are ignorant and believe this, and they are not moved when they see the village chief killing and bleeding. All they do is to get rid of the bugs on their bodies and relieve their pain. It is really sad and hateful.

"Letting them smear chicken blood is a good deal for them." Zhuang Sui's voice was a little cold, "I feel a little wronged for those two chickens. If I knew this was the case, I should have poured a bottle of dog urine."

"Who is in charge of urinating the dog?" When Lu Wangzhi asked, Zhuang Sui shut up. He would definitely not let Lu Wangzhi urinate on the dog, and the job probably fell to him.

"Let's go." He sighed, and suddenly said with great enthusiasm, "Go to the old lady first, I'll roast a chicken for you to replenish your strength at night, listen to what the village chief said, there is probably work to do in the middle of the night , you can’t do it without any strength.”