Chapter 94 Corpse Transport
The old woman stood up and said, "The bell has come. Hurry up and carry the body out of the door. Then fix the door and don't come out!"
We didn't expect her reaction to be so big. The three of us were stunned for a moment and didn't move.
The old woman looked at us and said anxiously, "Hurry up, do you still want an old woman like me to do it?"
When we realized this, Ding Ding and Xiao Gui both looked reluctant, but we had no choice but to move the body out of the house and put it in the middle of the road.
In other places, this behavior would probably be considered disrespectful, but here it was surprisingly natural.
The old woman took a look and said, "Okay, that's all. I have to go home quickly too."
Finally, she looked at Ding Ding and said, "You are Xiaoyu's son, and I don't want anything to happen to you. Remember what I said just now. Stay in the house at night and endure any noise you hear. Don't lose your life because of curiosity."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and left in a hurry. She seemed very scared and wanted to go home quickly.
I looked at the streets around me and found that there were not many people on the streets. Now, one by one, when they heard the bell, they all rushed home, as if it was the end of the world. In just a moment, every household closed their doors and no one could be seen. When the bell stopped, the whole village suddenly became dead silent. This sudden silence gave me an indescribable sense of terror.
I looked at the corpse on the ground, and a feeling of sadness welled up in my heart. If I died like this, without even a friend to mourn me, then I would live my whole life and still be alone when I die. Wouldn't that make me feel pitiful?
I was lost in thought when I heard the little ghost cry. I turned around to look at him and found him standing at the door. He was reaching out to lift the door up and called me to come over to help.
I took a look and saw that the door was really too old and it was getting late. The best we could do was put it in front of the house to block people outside from seeing what was happening, but it would definitely fall down if someone pushed it.
I sighed and while helping the little ghost to open the door, I asked them, saying that this local custom has probably been around for more than a few decades, and is there really a god in this world who collects corpses?
The little ghost said, this is either nonsense or it is true. We all deal with ghosts and don’t know much about gods.
Ding Ding didn't say anything. He squatted on the side, motionlessly looking at the body in the road. After a long time, he stood up and said earnestly, "Looking at him like this, I feel quite pathetic. I also think that it's right for my mother to leave here. This kind of place is not for people to stay. They are so scared that they can even ignore the basic family affection."
I thought about it for a while, and I didn't think it was right to say that. After all, there are only a few people who can get out of this poor mountain valley. Some are used to this kind of life, and they can't accept anything else for a while. Your mother is lucky. The environment forced her to leave, but in the end she relied on herself and made a name for herself.
Ding Ding shook his head and sighed again, then went into the house and sat down without saying anything.
The little ghost and I fixed the door so that it wouldn't fall down easily, and then we followed him into the house.
But sitting inside, it felt dark and I couldn't see anything clearly. The house didn't let in any light, but fortunately it didn't feel stuffy. There was no electricity in the village, so at night, we could only rely on natural light. Fortunately, we didn't expect to find the way smoothly when we came here, and Ding Ding bought a lot of candles, which could barely provide lighting.
We stayed in the house without going out for a few hours and were almost bored to death. Fortunately, the little boy had a lot of ghost stories and told me a lot of strange things he and the ghost car had encountered in the past, which was enough to kill time.
But after sitting like this for a long time, I also felt uncomfortable. I looked at the time and it was almost twelve o'clock. I didn't know when the "thing" the old woman talked about would come.
I stood up and prepared to stretch my body, but before I moved a few times, I heard a rustling sound coming slowly from the street far away outside the house.
Tintin became alert, blew out the candle on the table and said, "Here it comes!"
We lost our light and couldn't see anything clearly for a short time, but it was so quiet around me that I could clearly hear the noise coming from outside the house. I didn't know what it was, but it made me feel a little creepy, as if it was the sound of something sharp rubbing against the stone wall.
The three of us listened patiently inside. After a while, the sound came outside the door. It became louder and louder and seemed very chaotic, as if there were a lot of people gathered outside the door.
Tintin pushed the hanged ghost, motioning him to go out and take a look. We had discussed this before and decided that because we didn't know what was coming, we didn't dare to rush out rashly. But the hanged ghost was different. He was already dead and it was impossible for him to die again. He could help us go out and take a look at the situation.
Even if an accident happens, I still have Onitsuka here, and it just needs to go back in time.
Encouraged by Tintin, the hanged ghost tiptoed over, crouched behind the door, and peered out through the crack in the door wall. When I saw him like this, I felt that although he was a ghost, he was also a little scared, otherwise he could have teleported out directly and come back after seeing clearly.
But I didn't want to force him, but Ding Ding was a little impatient, so he patted him on the back and asked him what he saw.
The hanged man did not answer him immediately, but just bent his body and looked outside. After a while, he turned around with a confused look on his face and gestured towards us.
I saw him pointing at his head and twisting his body up and down like a woman, cursing in my heart, "Mom, what are you trying to say?"
Fortunately, Tintin and he had a common language and he understood it immediately. He asked in surprise, "Are you saying that 'that thing' outside the door is a beautiful snake?"
The hanged man quickly gave a thumbs up, looking very pleased.
When I heard this, I frowned immediately, but I also understood immediately. According to what the old woman said, the corpse outside the door was probably eaten by the beauty snake! But the beauty snake was attracted by the Yin Banner in the ancient building. Could it be that he was the one who did all this?
But the little ghost thought about it, folded his hands in front of his chest, and said it was not that simple. When a beauty snake eats a person, it will first call out the other person's name, and only when the other person agrees will it start. This corpse obviously can't speak, and they are not interested in things that don't respond. However, those who are curious to see them are probably killed by the hands of the beauty snake!
I listened carefully to the noise outside, and the sound was still very chaotic. I didn't know how many of these ghost things were outside.
After Tintin knew the truth outside the door, he was not so afraid anymore. He ran to the place where the hanged ghost had just stood, stared outside, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "These guys have dragged the corpse up and are heading towards the ancient building!"
I cursed in my heart. These things are indeed related to the Yin Fan named Xia Ruxuan. But I thought about it and felt that it was not right. The old woman said that this had been going on since she was a child. This Yin Fan was younger than me. There must have been many people doing this before him. If someone died in this village and the bodies were collected by them, then what was their purpose?
I couldn't figure it out, but after a while, Tintin called out and said that they were all heading towards the ancient building.
As soon as he finished speaking, he pushed the door open, scaring both me and the little ghost.
Fortunately, when I looked outside, the street outside the house was empty. There was no sign of the beautiful snake, and even the corpse on the ground was gone.
Ding Ding pulled me and said let's go over and take a look, we have to find out what's going on.
He ran out after he finished speaking. I was afraid that something might happen to him, so I quickly followed him. We ran towards the ancient building at a low pace, trying not to make too much noise. In the moonlight, I looked ahead and suddenly felt my scalp tingling. On the street not far ahead, I could only see a black mass, wriggling forward in a mess.
Although I can't see clearly at night, I can imagine how terrifying the number must be.
Even if the little devil said that there would be no problem as long as they didn't respond to their shouts, who could guarantee that there weren't some of them who were so cruel that they would bite anyone they saw.
We deliberately kept a distance from them, and when we were almost at the ancient building, we looked from afar for a while and found that the door of the ancient building was closed. However, the beautiful snakes did not stop their steps. One by one, they began to crawl up the wall. There was even a large group of them that wrapped the corpse and slowly crawled up.
In the blink of an eye, the walls of the ancient building could no longer be seen. All that could be seen were densely packed snake bodies and heads. The entire house was like a nest, waiting for these monsters to return home.
We waited for a while, and only breathed a sigh of relief after they crawled into the house one after another and disappeared completely.
The little ghost asked, what should we do now? Should we go in or wait until daybreak?
I thought about it and said that there would probably be no clues after daybreak. The villagers here could also go in, but no one found anything suspicious. If we leave now, we probably won't have a chance. We can't kill someone and wait for the next time.
Ding Ding nodded and was about to say something, but I pushed him forward. He looked at me in confusion and said, "Tan Xi, what are you doing?"
I said you are more venomous than a beautiful snake, hurry up and lead the way for us!
He thought about it and felt that I was praising him, so he walked to the front happily, gestured to us, and told us to catch up quickly.
I ran with Xiaogui in small steps, fearing that we would be left alone. When we arrived at the door, Dingding was smart for once and did not use brute force to hit it, but pushed it slowly.
I originally thought that the door was locked, but I didn't expect that Ding Ding's move would cause the door to creak open.
My heart was in suspense, fearing that something would suddenly jump out. But after the door opened, it was unusually quiet inside, without any sound.
But in the corridor facing the gate, there stood a three-meter-high sculpture. If I hadn’t reacted, I would have thought there was something standing there.
In the dim light, I looked at the sculpture carefully and found that it was a lifelike image of a woman with an upper body and a long snake tail in the lower body. It was facing the gate, as if staring at us.
The little ghost cursed subconsciously, saying what is this thing! The ancestor of the beauty snake?
I thought about it for a while, and suddenly came to my senses. I was too busy. I knew this thing. It was the great god in the legend, Nuwa!
