C12

That night, we waited until around 12 PM, but there was still no sign of Old Village Head's return. Wang Yuanchao looked around and saw that none of the nearby families had returned either.

"Motherf * cker, don't these people need to sleep?"

Fatty asked curiously.

"The people in this village seem to have all disappeared. It can't be because we came, right?" Wang Yuanchao said in confusion.

Suddenly, I heard a scream coming from afar. When I heard the scream, goosebumps rose up all of a sudden. I didn't know why, but I had a bad feeling about this.

"Quick!" Go see what happens. " I shouted.

A few of us ran toward the source of the sound. We could still hear the strange cries along the way.

It sounded like a lot of animals, foxes, pheasants, porcupines... There were also screams of pain.

"Wait a moment."

Wang Yuanchao suddenly stopped us. He frowned as he walked in front of a pool of blood. He picked up a lump of sticky sand, put it on his nose to smell it, then said to us, "This is human blood."

Fatty turned on the flashlight. Looking at the surrounding environment, I was immediately shocked. At this moment, the ground was covered in fresh red blood. The whole place looked as sinister and terrifying as a slaughterhouse.

"What the hell is this village doing? Could all this blood be human blood?" Fatty said in fright.

"Cough!"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from not far away. Wang Yuanchao made a silent gesture towards us, then pointed to a spot in front of us, indicating that the sound most likely came from that area.

We held our breath, not daring to move. The events of the day had already cast a shadow over us.

After a full ten minutes, I was finally relieved when I didn't see any movement.

I took out the map and checked it. Suddenly, I found out that the location where the sound came from was where my grandfather had marked the location! Could it be that these villagers were digging up the tomb?

"Let's go take a look!"

I couldn't care less about anything else, so I yelled and ran back to the place.

As we neared the area, the noise began to grow louder, and we did not hear wrongly. There were the howls of animals and the moans of people.

This sound was extremely terrifying in the quiet village. Chen Tuozi's face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

I stealthily pushed aside the dense weeds in front of me. In the empty space less than ten meters in front of me, the villagers of Shaozi Village had all gathered together.

They sat in a circle on the ground. Their faces were very strange, as if they were worshipping.

Old Village Head was surrounded by the villagers. He was holding a black cat's bloody head in his hand. Sometimes he put it on his chest, and sometimes he put it on his head. The black cat's eyes were sparkling, as if it was not completely dead yet.

I glanced at the black cat.

All of a sudden, Old Village Head gave the order. One of the villagers was carried around the crowd like a sack by the other villagers.

When he walked to Old Village Head's side, Old Village Head raised a rusty machete and cut a huge wound on the villager's neck like a chicken. Blood spurted out of the wound with a "Chi" sound.

The villagers instinctively wanted to struggle, but the other villagers tightly grabbed onto their hands and feet. They could only let the blood spurt out from their necks and splatter everywhere.

At this moment, Wang Yuanchao might not feel as strongly as he did. After all, he was a veteran. However, when Fatty and I witnessed this bloody scene, we couldn't bear it any longer and felt nauseous. At this moment, I only had one thought in my mind, and that was to run far away!

"The black cat is leading the way. Why does this look more and more like the Miao Clan's Yang Reversion? But this is clearly Henan Province!" It's over, I got it. The reason these villagers became like this is because they are controlled by the Gu worms. They are using their blood to feed the things in this pit! "

Chen Tuozi was probably frightened to the point that his teeth were clattering wildly. It took me three to four times to understand what he was saying.

"What Yang Reversion Sacrifice?" "Geezer, f * cking speak clearly." Fatty grabbed Chen Tuozi's neck and whispered.

"This is a ceremony unique to the Miao Family. Every family of the Miao Family raises Gu. Every once in a while, they would use living people as sacrifices, killing people and letting out their blood to feed the Gu worms within the clan." "This thing is too strange. It gradually disappeared in the Ming and Qing dynasties. This fight probably has something to do with the Miao …"

Chen Tuozi's face turned pale.

"You old coward, who cares what kind of labor ceremony you have. When the time comes, we'll dig out the treasures from the ground and take them away. What are you afraid of?" Fatty said in disdain.

"What do you know, little Fatty? How could a group of villagers living in Henan know such a ritual? If we dig that thing out, we might lose it in the next second. "

Chen Tuozi was flustered and exasperated. He wanted to leave immediately.

At this moment, I became indecisive, and the few of us crouched in the grass, silently watching the ceremony.

In the space of an hour, I saw three people die from having their throats slit, and those animals were left with not a single drop of blood. The pungent smell of blood suffocated me.

"Dingdang, there won't be any blood drinking dumplings buried in this pit right? "Look at the buckets of blood that have been splattered on the floor. If it really is just a rice dumpling, then we won't even need to think about anything else and we'll just hurry up and run!"

Fatty whispered in my ear.

Suddenly, Fatty's voice froze. He pointed at the empty ground with his mouth agape, "Isn't that Fourth Girl? What is he doing?"

In a small forest beside the clearing, Fourth Girl walked over with a weasel in tow.

He didn't seem to be afraid at all. His face was still that of a delicate and pretty girl, expressionless.

When we were almost to the villagers, Fourth Girl bent down and hugged the weasel in his arms. He let out a very unpleasant 'quack quack' sound from his mouth. I was stunned and didn't know what kind of big play Fourth Girl was going to play.

"He's trying to sound like a weasel, is he trying to use the weasel to deceive the villagers?"

Fatty had lived in the mountains before he was ten years old, so he immediately recognized it.

"What kind of cheating method is this?" I asked.

The weasel is a very evil existence among the people. I have heard many old people say before that every time the weasel came into the yard in the middle of the night to steal chickens to eat, they would not dare to hit it.

However, he had heard that there were some experts who used the weasels to confuse the passersby and rob them of their money.

Before Fatty could reply, the weasel in his arms also began to caw and howl under the allure of Fourth Girl's shout.

Meanwhile, those villagers seemed to have received a huge provocation. They crazily pounced towards Fourth Girl. That kind of hysterical madness was as if they were being hunted down today.

"Quick, I'll lure them away and you guys dig out the things in the ground! "If we wait any longer, it will be too late."

Fourth Girl suddenly turned around and said to me. Then, he quickly ran into the forest.

The scene of ten people chasing and killing one person was like watching a film on the underworld. Furthermore, when these villagers went crazy, it was as though they had injected themselves with stimulants. With my physical fitness that was in my twenties, when I ran away today, I even managed to catch up to an old woman and hold my neck. If Fourth Girl was too slow, he would probably be torn into pieces, right?

"What should we do? Should we dig or not? "

Fatty was instantly dumbfounded. If Fourth Girl was our friend, then everything would naturally go according to the plan. However, at this moment, even if this person was an enemy or a friend, it would still be difficult to differentiate between them.