We waited until after twelve o'clock that night, but still did not wait for the old village chief to come back. Wang Yuanchao went to look around and found that several nearby families had not returned either.

"Don't these fucking people need to sleep?"

The fat man was a bit strange.

"Everyone in this village seems to have disappeared all of a sudden. Could it be because of our arrival?" Wang Yuanchao said with some confusion.

Suddenly, I heard a miserable howl coming from afar. I heard the sound clearly, and instantly goosebumps rose up. I don’t know why, but I suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Quick! Go over and see what's going on." I shouted loudly.

A few of us ran wildly along the place where the sound came from, and we could still hear that strange cry along the way.

There seemed to be sounds made by many animals, including foxes, pheasants, porcupines... and screams from people.

"You guys wait."

Wang Yuanchao suddenly stopped a few of us. He frowned and walked to a stain of blood. He picked up a ball of sticky sand with his hand, put it to his nose, smelled it and said to us: "This is human blood."

The fat man turned on the flashlight, and I looked at the surrounding environment and was instantly shocked. The ground was covered with bright red blood, and the whole place looked as eerie as a slaughterhouse.

"What the hell is going on in this village? Isn't this blood all human blood?" the fat man said in a panic.

"cough!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded not far from us. Wang Yuanchao made a silent gesture towards us, and then pointed to a place in front of us, indicating that the sound was probably coming from that place.

of.

We held our breath and didn't dare to move. What happened during the day has already left us a little shadowed.

After about ten minutes, I didn't see any movement, so I breathed a sigh of relief.

I took out the map and compared it, and suddenly found that the place where the noise came from was the place marked by my grandfather! Could it be that these villagers were digging graves?

"Come on, come and take a look!"

I couldn't care about anything else at the moment, so I yelled and ran towards that place.

As we approached that area, the sound started to become noisy, and we heard it correctly. There were roars from various animals and groans from people.

This kind of cry was especially terrifying in a quiet village. Chen Tuozi's face was so frightened that he looked like a blank sheet of paper.

I quietly pushed aside the dense weeds in front of me, and in the open space less than ten meters in front of me, the villagers of Shaozi Village gathered together.

They sat in a circle on the ground, with extremely strange faces, as if they were worshiping.

The old village chief was surrounded by the villagers. He held up a bloody black cat's head in his hand, sometimes placing it on his chest, sometimes holding it on his head. The black cat's eyes were bony, and it seemed that he was still alive.

Not completely dead.

I glanced at the black cat and felt like my whole heart was filled with panic!

Suddenly the old village chief gave an order, and a villager was immediately carried like a sack by other villagers and walked around the crowd like a parade.

When he walked to the old village chief, he raised a rusty hatchet and cut a big gash on the villager's neck like a chicken, and the blood spurted out with a 'chi' sound.

The villager instinctively wanted to struggle, but his hands and feet were tightly held by other villagers, and he could only let the blood on his neck spurt everywhere.

At this moment, Wang Yuanchao may not feel that strongly, after all, he is a veteran. But Fatty and I couldn't stand seeing this bloody scene. We felt nauseated. At this moment, I only had one thought, which was to run away!

"The black cat opens the way. This looks more and more like the Huiyang Festival of the Miao people, but this is clearly Henan. It's over, I understand. The reason why these villagers are like this is because they are controlled by poisonous insects. They are using

Blood to feed the things in this pit!"

Chen Tuozi was probably very frightened, and his teeth were chattering wildly. It took him three or four sentences to understand what he was saying.

"What is the Huiyang Festival? You old man, please tell me more clearly." The fat man grabbed Chen Tuozi's neck and whispered.

"This is a unique ritual of the Miao people. Every household of the Miao people raises poisonous insects. Every once in a while, they will use living people as sacrifices, kill people and bleed them to raise the poisonous insects in the tribe. This thing is too evil. In the Ming Dynasty,

It gradually disappeared during the Qing Dynasty. This fight is probably inseparable from the Miao people..."

Chen Tuozi's face turned pale.

"You old coward, don't care about this ritual. When the time comes, we will dig out the treasures in the soil and take the goods away. You are afraid of a bird." The fat man said disdainfully.

"What do you know, you little fat guy? How could a group of villagers living in Henan do such a ritual? They are obviously controlled by something in the soil. If we dig that thing out, we may stop eating in the next second."

Chen Tuozi was so angry that he wanted to leave here immediately.

At this moment, I also became a little hesitant, and a few of us squatted in the grass and watched the ceremony silently.

Within an hour, I saw three people having their throats cut and bled to death, and the old village chief drained the animals one by one without even a drop of blood remaining. The pungent smell of blood simply made me suffocate.

"Dingdang, there won't be any big blood-drinking rice dumplings buried in this pit, right? You see, there are at least a few buckets of blood from the blood just drained. If they are really just sperm-filled rice dumplings, we don't have to think about anything else.

Run away quickly!"

The fat man whispered in my ear.

Suddenly, the fat man's voice froze. He pointed to the open space with his mouth open: "Isn't that the fourth girl? What is he doing?"

In a small forest next to the clearing, the fourth girl walked over leading a weasel.

He didn't seem to be afraid at all, he still had that delicate girlish face, expressionless.

When we were getting close to the villagers, the fourth girl bent down and held the weasel in her arms, making a very unpleasant sound like "quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!"

"He's imitating the huangpizi call. Is this guy trying to use huangpizi to deceive these villagers?"

Fatty had lived in the mountains before he was ten years old, and he heard it right away.

"What kind of trick?" I asked quickly.

Weasels are a very evil existence among the people. I have heard many old people say that every time a weasel comes into the yard in the middle of the night and steals chickens, they don't dare to fight it because if they hit it, they will be retaliated and be possessed by the weasel.

However, I heard that there are also some masters who use weasels to confuse passers-by in places with strong yin energy and steal their money.

Before the fat man could answer, the weasel in his arms began to howl under the temptation of the fourth girl's cry.

The villagers seemed to have been greatly provoked. They rushed towards the fourth girl crazily, with such hysterical madness, it was as if we were being hunted down today.

"Quick, I'll lure them away, and you dig out the things in the soil! If it's later, it'll be too late."

The fourth girl turned around suddenly, said to me, and then quickly ran into the woods.

The scene of a dozen people chasing one person to chop him down was like watching a gangster movie. Moreover, these villagers went crazy, as if they had been given a shot of stimulants. With my physical fitness in my twenties, I was running wild today.

At that time, an old woman actually caught up with her and hugged her neck. If the fourth girl had run too slowly, she would have been torn into pieces, right?

"What should we do? Should we dig or not."
Chapter completed!