Chapter 73 72. The God in the Ghost Coffin
Time flies by like a river.
Every living thing is just a bunch of waves in this, especially them, humble people like small water droplets, who die in an instant in the surging river.
The boy broke off the dog's tail grass in his hand and sat on the big rock beside the river.
Sometimes I would throw some grass clippings into the river and watch silently as the thrown grass clippings were swallowed up by the river water.
Just like their lives.
"I found you, hey!" the man holding the wine bottle greeted.
"Move over there. Such a big stone leaves only such a big place for me to sit on."
The boy moved away reluctantly, and the man on the other side sat down unceremoniously.
Tossing the bottle.
"What are you here for?"
"No matter how old or young you are, I am your father. Can't I come and see my kid? I guessed that you are here. You used to like to play here with Yunze the most. You two always like to stand on this stone. Pee in the river, am I right?”
"Why don't you speak? Boy." Seeing that his son was still silent, the man asked again.
The boy stood up, as if he didn't want to say a word.
"Chen He!" Behind him, his father's tone was no longer cheerful, and he called out the boy's full name in a low voice.
The boy turned back and slowly turned his eyes to stare at his father. A child of this age should be the most carefree, so it's hard to imagine why he has such a dead and terrifying look in his eyes.
Like evil spirits.
Even the man shuddered severely in his heart.
"You're angry, aren't you?" He also stared into the boy's eyes.
It was clearly a father and son looking at each other, they should be as close as brothers. But at this time, they were like the encounter between an old animal and a young animal in the jungle.
"Yeah, I'm angry," the boy said softly.
"But this is what you taught me. Anger is useless. At least the anger of a weak person is useless and can't save anyone. Isn't it? Why, you feel tired of looking at me with that face all day long, so you plan to change me back Was he full of bitterness and hatred? ”
The man shrugged.
Put the wine bottle in your hand on the big stone.
"Drink."
"After drinking, I will teach you something else. You will refuse me anything, but this is the only thing you will not refuse."
The boy came back and sat down on the stone to pry open the bottle.
The rich fragrance of white wine hit his face. He took a sip. He had never drank wine before. He only felt that the liquid was like a fire burning in his throat and stomach. The cold air of early spring in the mountains was driven out of his body, covering his whole body. Warm.
The man snatched the bottle away, and he raised his head and took a few sips.
"Boy, you are almost on fire, don't get drunk yourself, I don't want me to tell me the drunken stink boy next."
"You can't save Yunze, not just you, no one can save him. No one wants such a well-behaved and good child to die, but the fact is that the River God chose him."
"I chose it at first ... isn't it him?"
The man was startled.
"It's not Zhou Yunze, it's Chen He. Did I say something wrong? Because his father has no say in the town, but you do. Changing the list is easy for you, right? You say sacrifices to the outside world in exchange for that monster to bless the town. But the monster is just following a path that he himself doesn’t understand. He doesn’t know how to choose objects for sacrifice. He only knows that the young ones want a pair.”
"So that's why you're angry?"
"Do you think so?"
"No, you won't be angry because I exchanged other people's lives for yours, let alone because of Yunze. You should be angry about the current situation of the town, right? Are you angry about it?" The man thought for a long time and jumped out A weird idiom.
"It's a good idea. Then, let me ask you again, how can we fight against that monster without the Rising One? If it hadn't learned a new path, inexplicably named itself Hebo, and asked the town to provide a man and a woman every time Two children. Do you think our town will end up differently than other villages and towns along this route?"
"All turned into blood food." The man said every word.
"Yes, since we can't resist, it doesn't matter whether we change the list or who is going to die. There is no difference." Chen He spread his hands, "That's what you said, but the actions are different. The matter of secretly changing the list has not only happened to me. , I am probably the third person to be replaced. Most of the people of the same age who have been replaced are of low status, but I looked at the people who were replaced and it seems that I am the only one... No, you are the only one who speaks louder in this town. The parents of the other two children are very ordinary. They are obviously scapegoats, but they let others become scapegoats.”
“So sometimes I wonder, what are your criteria for retaining people?”
The man was slightly tipsy and laughed out loud when he heard his son's unfamiliar words.
"Hahaha! When did you kid know about it? Forget it, you should have known it from the beginning. It was only when this happened to you that you finally couldn't help but say it."
"Why are you always hiding it? Or if I don't choose you and replace you with Yunze, you will still remain silent?" "What do you mean?" The boy's words suddenly became cold.
"Literally." His father put the wine bottle against his head, still looking like a bastard.
"Follow me."
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During the day, this house was so dark that you couldn't see anything.
All light sources come from the translucent sarcophagus in the center of the room. There are golden words on the stone wall that swim like alive, like small fish in a glass tank. It's just that there are no such small fish in the world.
Smaller than a stroke, barely visible to the naked eye.
The boy stepped back step by step. He was shocked. The golden seal characters swimming in the sarcophagus were reflected in his eyes, like stars rising and setting.
In another room, several old people, men, and women were standing, looking at Chen He's situation in front of the sarcophagus.
They are the talk of this town.
"Is it really okay? If Xiaohe is exposed to this thing, his mind has already reached that level?" The old man was leaning on a cane.
"I think there is no one more suitable than Xiao He. Although the first two children responded, their reactions were not enough to compete with the rising creature."
"We don't have enough time. That creature has become impatient recently."
"Of course it will be impatient when it takes a path that does not belong to itself. It can only eat blood once a week as a river uncle, and it is still the youngest boy and girl. I think it is suffocated." The man shrugged.
"I'm afraid that this ghost coffin will violate some kind of taboo. Just taking a look at the characters in it, I can't help but want to worship it." The old man murmured.
"The heavy rain filled the sky, and the ghost coffin was poured out. Let's fish this coffin out of the underground river. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. If you don't have a strong mind, you will become stupid. Maybe this is the price of touching the road."
"Just think of it as a medium, old man, a medium that allows people to embark on the road..."
"Wait, there's a reaction!"
Everyone looked up in response.
The boy's eyes widened and his face became dull. He seemed to know what criteria his father and the talkative people in the town used to select the people who should be retained.
He had seen the characters on the sarcophagus. To be precise, the speakers made the characters on the sarcophagus visible to every child in a way that would not alarm anyone.
Maybe it was hidden in the painting, maybe it was hidden in the game pattern. When Chen He saw the words on the sarcophagus again, he was convinced that he must have seen it somewhere. And my mind is also confused now.
Something whispered in his ear.
Reciting mysterious words that he couldn't understand.
From the perspective of others, the boy lost consciousness and his eyes were empty. He staggered toward the sarcophagus like a puppet on strings.
A thunder rumbled across the sky and earth, and branch-shaped lightning tore through the sky. People in the house could not witness the amazing lightning, but they could hear the roar of thunder and the sound of heavy rain hitting the roof and almost destroying the house.
The boy still staggered under such commotion.
His hand touched the surface of the sarcophagus.
The golden fish and dragon swam out of the sarcophagus and swam out of thin air in the room. A huge number of living creatures instantly filled the entire room and wrapped around the boy in front of the coffin. He seemed to feel that he was missing something, and it was taken away by the fish and dragons and brought back to the sarcophagus.
Long silence.
The words in the other room held their breath.
The fish and dragons retreated, and the boy woke up, looking into a pair of golden eyes in the coffin.
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The river suddenly became turbulent under the heavy rain.
Scarlet fire lit up on the huge khaki stone, which turned out to be a pair of eyes. It looked in the direction of the town, its eyes bloodthirsty and cold.
Humans are playing tricks.
It seems that he, the "Hebo", is too comfortable, which makes this group of humans still have the heart to resist.
It jumped suddenly, its body almost blocking the heavy rain.
The sound when it landed again was as terrifying as a small earthquake, breaking trees along the way and leaving huge footprints.
Two chapters are close to 6,000 words, which is really not short (#｀-_ゝ-)
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