Chapter 95 Flute Sound
The little ghost frowned and asked suspiciously, "Nuwa? The one who repaired the sky and created humans?"
I nodded and said, "Remember what the old man said? Has this place been converted into a temple?" It's not surprising to have such a statue, but to be honest, in many small temples in China, Taoism and Buddhism are mixed and it's hard to tell them apart. Apart from the Three Pure Ones and some Buddhas, there are very few people who believe in gods like Nuwa.
The image of Nuwa in the legend is somewhat similar to that of a beautiful snake, with a human face and a snake body. However, some cultures worship her as a god, while others call her a demon or a monster. How to define her specifically depends on where you are willing to put her.
But I never thought I would see her statue in a place like this. After thinking about it for a while, I felt that the old woman might not have told us everything she knew.
From the attitude of the people in this village towards Mrs. Jiu, we can see that they believe that ghosts and gods exist in this world. While they are respectful, they also have extreme fear. Since they believe in Nuwa, they must also know about the beautiful snake.
People's curiosity will not be dispelled by a few words from anyone, just like the three of us. Even if we were afraid, we tried every means to find out what was outside the house. Perhaps because of curiosity, many people in this village died at the hands of the beauty snakes, but the matters about them were passed on by word of mouth. Although everyone seemed to keep it to themselves on the surface, they actually knew what was causing trouble in this village.
Although we were a little surprised to see the statue of Nuwa, it did help us understand the situation in the village.
We stood at the door and looked inside for a while. The statue of Nuwa was too lifelike, and it seemed as if the eyes were looking at us, which made me feel very uncomfortable.
I slowly walked a few steps back, and the little ghost quickly grabbed me and said, "You don't want to go in again, do you?"
I nodded and said, why don’t you and Ding Ding wait here, and the hanged ghost and I will go in to take a look. If there is anything wrong, you can remind me.
Ding Ding clapped his hands, thinking that he didn't need to take any risks, and immediately agreed, and that was the decision.
The little ghost was still somewhat hesitant. After thinking for a while, he said, "We don't know what's going on in here. If you go in rashly and something really happens, we won't be able to save you in time."
I understand what I said. It is because the current situation is unclear that I asked you to wait here. If something happens to me, it is much better than the whole group being wiped out. Although the purpose of Madam Jiu asking me to come here is unclear, she must have expected these situations. Besides, I am lucky and it is not that easy to die.
As I said that, I patted the hanged ghost and said, "Well, he is still following me. This is not the first time he has saved me."
The hanged man looked at me, was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest and grinned, as if to tell me not to worry.
My heart warmed. I am lucky after all. Although I said such high-sounding words and it would be a lie to say that I was not afraid at all, I did not want to miss this opportunity. Secondly, I did not want Tintin and Xiao Gui to take risks with me. But there will always be someone by my side who dares to follow me even into the most dangerous places. This is the most gratifying thing for me.
I waved at him twice and said, "Be careful here." Then I turned around and walked towards the yard without looking at the expressions on their faces.
This ancient building has a very spacious open space in the middle, with rooms on both sides forming a circle. There are no lights inside, so it looks pitch black, but with the moonlight, you can still see everything around clearly.
But the strange thing is that there is no sound at all in this ancient building. The beautiful snakes that had crawled in before seemed to have suddenly disappeared, and even the sound of their crawling could not be heard.
I slowly moved my steps and went deeper into the yard. In the middle of the yard, there was a big tree. I still couldn't tell what kind it was, but it was different from the man-faced tree. This tree was much taller, with branches that were indescribably thick. The tree canopy almost covered the entire yard. Only the thin moonlight came through the gaps, casting mottled shadows on the ground.
I looked up for a while, but the shadows of the trees were so deep that I couldn't make out anything.
I continued to move forward, but before I took a few steps, I heard a muffled "thump" behind me, as if something heavy had fallen from the air.
My heart skipped a beat and my steps stopped immediately. I slowly turned my head and glanced behind me from the corner of my eye, and found a black mass lying there a few steps away from me, motionless.
I was just curious about what this thing was, and when I looked at it carefully, I didn't dare to get close. This turned out to be the body of Ding Ding's relative. After falling like this, it has been deformed! It disappeared just now, and now it has fallen out of thin air.
I glanced at him and took a deep breath to calm my nervous mood.
The little ghosts were standing outside the door. From that angle, they could see me, but they couldn't see the body falling. But when the two saw me suddenly stop, they couldn't help but get a little anxious. I saw that they were about to rush in, until they saw me wave my hand to indicate that they were fine, then they gave up.
I didn't dare to look at the body, for fear that there might be some strange things hidden on it.
I just looked up at the place where he fell, but it was too dark at night and I couldn't see anything clearly. To be on the safe side, I could only take out the small flashlight I bought when I came here. Although the brightness and range of the light are limited, it is easy to carry and I can just hang it on my waist bag.
We originally came here in the dark, because it was easier to hide our tracks that way. But now it seems that this is no longer possible. If we want to investigate further, we must first understand the other party's situation. We can't just expose ourselves.
I turned on the flashlight, took a look at the faint light, and then shone the light toward the big tree.
At first glance, there were only some messy branches and leaves, reflecting dim green shadows under the light. I slowly scanned the branches above my head, but after a circle, I didn't find anything unusual.
I scratched my head in confusion, then turned the flashlight downwards and took a look at the corpse beside me. Apart from being a little twisted from being smashed, the corpse was not much different from when it died. The expression was still very calm, but the shape was a little scary .
I breathed a sigh of relief and made an OK gesture to Ding Ding and the little ghost. I saw a smile on the little ghost's face and he raised his hand to prepare to respond to me, but at this moment, the rustling sound from before rang again. My hands paused and I hurriedly looked up at the top of the tree.
I was sure that the sound came from the tree, but I only saw the branches and leaves trembling, and I didn't find any other strange phenomena. Only that sound was endless and made my teeth chatter.
I couldn't help but tighten the flashlight in my hand, as if at this moment, no matter what was in my hand, I could use it as a weapon.
Xiao Gui and Ding Ding also looked over as the voice sounded.
We just stared at it stupidly. I don't know if it was a few minutes or ten minutes later. Apart from the rustling sound, we didn't notice anything strange. It didn't sound like the wind blowing through the treetops. I couldn't think of anything else that could make this kind of noise except a beautiful snake.
The sound seemed to last for a while and then suddenly stopped. The sudden silence made us unable to react for a moment, and we subconsciously thought that everything in the tree was silent.
But the hanged ghost pulled me and pointed upwards. I followed the direction of his finger and pointed the flashlight at that place. At first there was nothing, but after a few seconds, a woman's face suddenly turned out from behind the branches!
Under the light, the face was very pale, the eyes looked extremely empty, and he slowly turned his head to look at me.
I clenched my fists and stared at it, thinking that no matter who called my name, I would definitely keep silent.
But I still underestimated their ability. Following that face, countless faces sighed out from behind the branches, densely covering the entire treetop. They had different expressions on their faces, some were laughing, some were crying, and some were hanging down from the branches like ribbons. I couldn't see any trace just now, but now, the shadows of beautiful snakes are everywhere above my head, hanging all over the treetops!
I heard Tintin curse from afar, saying, "Damn it, you are pretending to be a human-faced tree!"
But those beautiful snakes ignored him. They all looked towards me, calling my name over and over again with sounds of joy or sorrow, saying Tan Xi… Tan Xi… Tan Xi…
I quickly covered my ears, trying to isolate myself from the sound. But in the end I found that it was useless to do so. Their voices seemed to be everywhere, as if there were thousands of them surrounding you, constantly shouting your name, just waiting for you to get impatient and yell at them to shut up. In that case, the end waiting for you is to be eaten by these beautiful snakes.
At this time, I even had the thought of giving up. I bit my lips tightly with my teeth, and could already smell the faint smell of blood. I was afraid that I would not be able to hold on and answer them.
I looked around, but still couldn't see the Yin Banner coming out. I thought about it for a moment, wondering if I should continue moving forward. But with the beautiful snake hanging above my head, I was worried and had no motivation to go on.
Then at this moment, I suddenly heard a flute sound, which sounded melodious and beautiful in the dark night. The sound of the flute was not loud, but it could penetrate all the shouting and reach my ears, as if this sound suppressed all other sounds.
The beautiful snake closed its mouth almost at the same time, and the surroundings returned to their original state of silence and depression, with only the sound of the flute continuing.
I quickly looked for the source of the sound. Just as I was about to take a step forward, I heard faint footsteps coming from a house on the left. I quickly hid behind a big tree, and then I heard a "creak" and the door of a house was pushed open.
