Chapter 895 Flaw
Looking at this wooden box, everyone felt an indescribable awkwardness.
Finally, Gongsun Zhiruo stepped forward and carefully opened the cover of the box.
After seeing clearly what was inside, everyone let out a long breath in unison.
It is a prayer wheel. It is far less gorgeous than the ones Jiang Cheng saw on the bus. The workmanship and material are very ordinary.
"What's the purpose of putting a prayer wheel here?" Huaiyi asked confused.
“I once heard a saying that places like intersections and lakeside can easily attract some bad things.” Jiang Cheng stared at the prayer wheel in the wooden box and said thoughtfully. .
Han Juanjuan was stunned for a moment, and asked in an uncertain tone: "What will it attract?"
Jiang Cheng turned his head and glanced at him, and answered concisely: "Ghost."< br>
“Ghost?”
"Yes, it is said that ghosts will disguise themselves as humans, or simply kill a person and control the corpse to participate in such sacrificial activities. If they are not seen through the whole activity, then it will be acquiesced that it has this opportunity, and it will be possible in the future. Continue living as this person." Jiang Cheng explained in detail.
Hearing this, Zhou Yuxuan was thoughtful, and later said: "Similar statements are somewhat similar to the Huang Pizi's request for a title that is circulated over there."
"But Mr. Jiang, what do you mean? What does this have to do with prayer wheels?" Bai Xi asked. He rarely spoke, but every word he said was on point.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng looked around and said, "If I guess correctly, this prayer wheel is placed here to prevent ghosts from sneaking in."
"Every time Before the event begins, everyone who comes to participate must go to the wooden box one by one and turn the prayer wheel under everyone’s gaze.”
"If it is a human being, there will be no problem, but if it is not, there will be flaws."
It is undeniable that in addition to being well-informed, Jiang Cheng also has a talent for telling stories. It successfully aroused the curiosity of everyone present, and even Huaiyi looked at him expectantly.
"What flaws will be exposed?" Han Juanjuan swallowed and couldn't help but urge.
Jiang Cheng looked at him and said calmly: "The prayer wheel must rotate clockwise, but those things can't do it. If they pick up the prayer wheel, the prayer wheel will turn counterclockwise."
Staring at the prayer wheel in the wooden box, the scene described by Jiang Cheng came to mind, and everyone couldn't help but feel a terrifying and weird feeling.
"Of course, these are all what I heard from hearsay. As for whether this is the case, I can't be sure." Jiang Cheng finally said.
But even if he said this, the scene in front of them still made everyone believe that this should be what this man said.
There was a moment of silence, and finally Gongsun Zhiruo spoke up, saying that this place was too evil and it was better to stay away. His suggestion was unanimously agreed upon by everyone.
They didn’t go too far, and after a short circle, they came back. When they passed by a low shack, everyone stopped. In front of the shack, a curtain like a door was built with rags. , judging from the gap on the side, it was dark inside.
“It’s so strange.” Zhou Yuxuan said: “We didn’t see a few people along the way. This is a village after all. It’s not just like this. Where did the rest of the people go? ?”
Hearing this, Han Juanjuan's face turned pale and he murmured in a low voice: "No...it's not like they were all dragged away by that starving ghost."
"Don't talk nonsense." Gongsun Zhiruo interrupted immediately. He said that he was the leader among their group. The mission had not officially started yet, and he did not want to disturb the morale of the army due to some random speculations.
“Just go and see if it’s nonsense.” Jiang Cheng looked indifferent. After all, there are some things that you have to know sooner or later. If you know earlier, you can prepare earlier.
Seeing that Jiang Cheng was planning to walk over, Gongsun Zhiruo signaled the remaining people to stay where they were while he and Jiang Cheng went over to check.
The two walked towards the shack, one on the left and the other on the right. The closer they got, the more they could feel the dilapidation and backwardness of the village.
Not all the rags used to build this shack were rags, but there were also a few pieces of animal skins. Because of the age, there were still some mottled hairs on them, which was very strange.
Standing in front of the "door" of the shack, there was no sound at all inside. Gongsun Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that no one was there. Maybe the shack had been abandoned a long time ago.
Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and slowly opened the curtain, but the scene that appeared immediately made his hand freeze in mid-air. Gongsun Zhiruo, who had just taken a breath, turned pale.
There was a man sitting in the shack, his face facing the direction of the door.
He is an old man, at least he looks so, wrapped in tattered clothes, his exposed skin is a strange gray-white color, and he is extremely thin, with only a layer of skin wrapped around the bones.
The old man closed his eyes tightly, with a haggard face and sunken eye sockets. He sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.
Gongsun Zhiruo immediately realized that the old man was dead.
This is a corpse!
A terrifying idea instantly formed in his mind. There were at least dozens of shacks nearby. Could it be that there was... a corpse in each shack?
What exactly happened here?
Jiang Cheng hesitated for a moment, but in the end he did not choose to touch the strange-looking corpse. Just when he put down the curtain and was about to leave, he accidentally stepped on a stone under his feet.
When Jiang Cheng looked down, Gongsun Zhiruo on the side suddenly shouted. When Jiang Cheng reacted, the corpse of the old man who had been sitting upright just now opened his eyes, half climbed up, and stretched out his withered body. arms, grabbing at him.
Jiang Cheng immediately stepped back, grabbed Gongsun Zhiruo and ran away.
The remaining people heard the shout and ran over. Jiang Cheng stopped when he realized that the old man had not chased him.
Looking back, I found that the old man was standing in front of the shack door, staring at them with a pair of cloudy eyes. At the same time, he was shouting something angrily in a language they didn't understand. You don't need to guess to know that you are scolding them.
Not long after, more and more locals came over, and Jiang Cheng and the others escaped first.
The good news is that the old man is not dead, he is alive.
After walking far away, Jiang Cheng secretly looked back and found the old man standing alone in front of the shack door, his head lowered, staring at the ground. Jiang Cheng suddenly had a strange feeling. I smelled fear on my body, and it was an indescribable fear.
Worried about causing any more trouble, the group of people slipped directly back to the big tent where they started.
After walking briefly for a while, they confirmed that this tent was definitely at the level of a super-luxury presidential suite in the village, and they didn’t know how Shang Mo got it.
The fat man got along very well with the three women. When Jiang Cheng and the others opened the curtain and came in, the fat man had his back to them, dancing and talking to the three women, making the three women cover their mouths and giggle. Stop, I didn’t know, I thought they were traveling in a group. (End of this chapter)