Since the village chief was covered in black dog blood, no one noticed his expression just now. When they heard him talking about the riverside, everyone looked at him secretly. "
This river basin is very weird. Many people drowned in the river after going there before. The village chief is lucky enough to come back alive! ”
"That's right, it seems that the coffins in the river have to be renovated, otherwise we won't know who was possessed next time!"
"What if a child gets misbehaving and runs to the river, and is dragged into the water by the 'thing' in the river, that's the end of it!"
"What in this life? It's all gone!"...
At this time, the village chief shook his body, then quickly looked at Aunt Liu and said: "My dear, since I'm fine now, just untie me quickly. Why are you keeping me tied up?"
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Aunt Liu suddenly remembered what Tie Zhu had said to him. After pouring the dog's blood, he still had to dry it in the sun for a day, so she thought about it. If something happened to the village chief suddenly, the villagers would have to make a trip. Then he said: "Dad, please bear with me. Mr. Da said that after pouring the black dog's blood, you have to be left in the sun for a day, so that the evil spirits can be forced out of your body! Otherwise, Your life is gone! Just because Mr. Da saved you, just listen to him!”
The village chief frowned and thought to himself that he didn't know any big gentleman?
Moreover, he knew almost all the gentlemen in the ten villages and eight stores nearby, and he didn't see any gentleman with such great ability, so he asked in confusion: "Mr. Big? Which gentleman?"
Before Aunt Liu could say anything, she heard a villager next to her say: "It was the big shopkeeper of the Yin Yang Inn you were talking about at the meeting two days ago. The big shopkeeper said that if you want to completely cure your disease, you have to He came in person, but someone had to go to his inn to place the order. By this time, Tie Zhu would have already arrived at the train station!”
"We are also talking about why this big shopkeeper is so unkind. It turns out that he is very confident and knows that you will not die!" "Village chief, the Yin Yang Inn you found this time is fine. It has two brushes!"
The village chief then remembered that he had invited Mr. Wang to the meeting two days ago, and that Mr. Wang was from Yin Yang Inn. In other words, it was Mr. Da from his Yin Yang Inn who saved him this time.
So he nodded and sighed: "Hey, okay, Mr. Da saved me, so just listen to him. Can I just be in the sun for a day and be fine?"
Aunt Liu San shook her head, looked at the village chief pitifully and said: "Tie Zhu said that this can only temporarily force the evil spirit out of your body, and it will come back to you in the future. Dad, please bear with it." , Let’s talk about it after Mr. Big comes!”
"Ah?" The village chief's face turned pale when he heard this, "Will you come back to me?!"
The thought of holding a catfish and eating it raw made the village chief's scalp numb. If this happened twice, wouldn't he be dead? So he quickly asked: "When will Mr. Big come?"
Aunt Liu San looked at the village chief and knew that the village chief was anxious now, so she said: "Tie Zhu has already gone to invite me and will be back in two or three days. Please bear with it!"
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At the same time, three white Highlander off-road vehicles had just stopped at the entrance of Sanjiashan Village.
After the car door opened, several people got out carrying small boxes with "Kyoto Archaeological Research Association" written on them.
The entrance of the village happened to be directly opposite the river. After a few people got off the car, they looked at the Yangtze River and then at the village. Then a man said: "Chen Wenjin, the place we talked about before is right here!"
Chen Wenjin nodded, then looked in the direction of the river. The village entrance is not very far from the riverside, almost a kilometer away, so standing at the village entrance you can see the turbulent Yangtze River at a glance.
After a while, Chen Wenjin asked: "Do you mean that the people in this village have seen that ancient coffin?"
The man nodded, and then said: "Yes, and I heard from people in their village that this coffin has harmed them for many years."
"The strange thing is that they only discovered this coffin a few years ago, and strange things only started to happen in the past ten years."
"If this coffin is really up to something, it should be more than these ten years."
Chen Wenjin looked at the village, shook her head, and suggested: "Let's go find the village chief!"
"Let's first understand the situation in the village. Dapeng, have you contacted the village chief? Is he at home today?" someone asked.
Dapeng put down his phone and looked at Chen Wenjin with a strange expression: "I have contacted you, but..."
"The person who answered the phone was not the village chief. I heard that the village chief seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit and was about to go to the Yin Yang Inn to ask the gentleman to exorcise the evil spirit!" Dapeng explained.
"Yin Yang Inn? Exorcism?" Chen Wenjin looked at Dapeng in surprise, "Could they have been deceived?"
Dapeng shook his head and looked at everyone. Everyone knows in their hearts that in this era, if you are sick, you don't go to the hospital, but you look for a Yin Yang Inn. Isn't this a typical ancient thought?
Although they didn't know what the Yin Yang Inn was, they generally understood that it was a place where gods and ghosts played tricks.
"Forget it, let's go over and take a look." Chen Wenjin sighed.
A few days ago, they just completed an inspection mission and took the bus back to Kyoto. She also met two strange people on the road, one of whom she almost mistaken for an old acquaintance.
Just after returning to Kyoto, the Institute of Archeology received news: a very ancient coffin appeared in Sanjiashan Village in the Yangtze River Basin. They guessed that there might be a large ancient tomb nearby, so their superiors sent a mission again. Chen Wenjin didn't even have time to rest, so he immediately brought a small team to investigate.
I just didn’t expect the people in this village to be so superstitious. It's already the 21st century, and in an era when people have to queue up to see a doctor, there are still people who don't go to the hospital when they're sick, but instead go to see a gentleman.
Chen Wenjin couldn't help but think to herself that this Yin Yang Inn sounded like the kind of place that only a great dancer would appear. Eighty percent of the time, the village chief was deceived.
As soon as the group entered the village, they saw many villagers coming from the same direction. They stopped a villager and asked: "Brother, do you know where the village chief's home is?"
The stopped villagers looked at the archaeological team members with suspicion, looked up and down before asking: "What do you do?"
Chen Wenjin stepped forward, took out his ID and showed it to the villagers: "Hello, brother, we are from the National Archaeological Research Association. We heard that a very ancient coffin was unearthed here, so we wanted to come and inspect it. Can you tell us where the village chief is? We have something to ask him." The villager pointed in the direction of the village chief's house: "If you go along this road, there is a big locust tree at the door, which is the village. Chief. But it’s a bit unlucky for you to come here today. Something strange just happened at the village chief’s house. It’s a mess right now, so I probably won’t have time to entertain you.”
Chen Wenjin exchanged glances with the members of the archaeological team behind him, and continued to ask: "What happened to the village chief?"
The villagers looked secretive, shook their heads and said nothing. They just glanced at the archaeological team again and left in a hurry.
This scene left the archaeological team members baffled, and they couldn't help but secretly wonder: Couldn't it be that they were possessed by evil spirits? It’s not like they don’t know, why can’t they even say it now?
Chen Wenjin looked back at his archaeological team members: "Let's go and take a look first. If it's not convenient for the village chief, we will go to the riverside to investigate."
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The sky was getting dark. In the Yin Yang Inn, Hao Xie came to Zhang Hao's door and knocked: "Brother Zhang Hao?"
At this time, Zhang Hao placed four tablets on his table. The names of Zhang Hao, Zhang Qilin, Hao Xie, and Fatty Wang were written on the tablets.
Hearing Hao Xie's voice, Zhang Hao said calmly: "Come in."
Haoxie opened the door and saw that Zhang Hao had placed four tablets, and a candle was placed in front of each tablet, so he asked in confusion: "Brother Zhang Hao, what does this mean? There are memorial tablets for living people in Yin Yang Inn. Rules? ”
Seeing that Hao Xie didn't understand, Zhang Hao pointed to the four tablets: "You don't understand this, right? Setting up tablets for strangers is called the Immortality Tablet, also called the Fulu Tablet. Enshrining the Immortality Tablet is also considered as giving one to oneself. Although the effect of accumulating more luck is not great, it is better than nothing. And the candlelight in front of the longevity card can determine whether the person will be in danger in the recent period."
"Ah? What do you think of this?" Hao Xie asked in confusion.
Zhang Hao picked up the lighter and lit the four candles one by one: "If the candle is brighter and larger, it means that this person is fine recently, and even has good luck. If the candle is dim and small, then you should pay attention. , it means that this person is going to be in trouble recently, and may even lose his life.”
After lighting his own and Hao Xie's candles, Zhang Hao smiled and said: "Look, our candles are so bright, which shows that we have been in good luck recently."
After saying that, he lit Zhang Qilin's candle again, but just as he was about to light it, a gust of evil wind suddenly blew out Zhang Qilin's candle.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Hao suddenly sighed in his heart. This sign...is a bit bad!
The room was unusually quiet at this time, and Hao Xie also stared at Zhang Qilin's candle, feeling something bad in his heart. Could it be...
Zhang Hao immediately lit it again, but this time the candle was not blown out. But the candles in front of Zhang Qilin's tablet are pitifully small compared to the candles of Zhang Hao and Hao Xie.
"Brother Zhang Hao, Zhang Qilin...isn't something going to happen?" Haoxie asked worriedly.
Zhang Hao was silent for a moment, looking at the candlelight in front of him, it was indeed a little pitiful, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart. It was indeed a bit difficult for Zhang Qilin to drive the corpse away this time. Is something really going to happen?
But judging from the candlelight, it doesn't seem to be life-threatening. But... when he just lit the candles, that feeling was unmistakable. He didn't open the window in his room, and an evil wind blew in for no reason, blowing out Zhang Qilin's candles without hesitation. This means there is going to be a disaster!
Zhang Hao shook his head, patted Hao Xie's shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay. Judging from the candlelight, his life should not be in danger for the time being. We can't contact him now, so there's no point in worrying. We won't be at the inn for the next few days. , please pay more attention to the longevity card here.”
Hao Xie nodded, with a hint of worry in his eyes.
At the same time, on the highway a hundred kilometers away from Chengdu, a van was speeding through the night. In the passenger seat of the car, a person was immersed in a sweet dream, but was suddenly awakened by a loud slap in the face. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked around, and found that the slap came from the driver, Lao Huang, who was in the driver's seat. He asked in confusion: "Old Huang, which song are you singing in?"
Lao Huang looked horrified at this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the road ahead, his voice trembling as he said: "Wang San, we may have encountered something dirty."
Wang San was dissatisfied. His sweet dream was interrupted. He glanced ahead and responded angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? If you get sleepy, just let me drive. What the hell, I haven't driven for so many years." Saw it.”
Lao Huang nervously pointed to the road ahead on the left, "If you don't believe it, just keep staring there."
Wang San glanced at Lao Huang doubtfully, and when he saw his abnormal expression, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He looked in the direction of Old Huang's finger, but he didn't find anything unusual at first.
"I didn't see anything." He said disdainfully, but before he finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and he saw a group of figures suddenly appearing on the left side of the road in front of him.
"What the hell, what's happening?" Wang San exclaimed. When he looked just now, there was no one there.
Lao Huang slowed down the car, wanting to observe the group of people carefully. Suddenly, the sound of a bell and a gong broke through the silence of the night.
"Yin people go on the road, yang people avoid it, evil spirits retreat, borrow it, borrow it!" Along with this weird shouting, the person leading the way scattered a handful of paper money. Immediately afterwards, the team of figures behind them jumped in a neat step, with extremely weird postures.
Lao Huang was so frightened that goosebumps broke out all over his body. Although Wang San also felt palpitations, he still pretended to be calm and asked: "Isn't this a funeral team?"
Lao Huang did not answer, but stepped on the accelerator and quickly passed the group of figures, leaving them far behind. Wang San was startled by Lao Huang's actions, "Old Huang, why are you driving so fast?"
After slowing down, Lao Huang said in a deep voice: "Did we pass that group of people just now? Look at the front again."
Wang San looked at Lao Huang in confusion, then turned to look ahead. Not long after, he was horrified to find that the same group of figures as before appeared on the road ahead.
"Isn't this just a ghost beating the wall?" Wang San exclaimed, "Turn around! It's too evil!"
On the highway, a harsh brake sound broke the tranquility of the night. The van braked suddenly at the highway fork, turned around, hurriedly drove into another lane, and sped away.
In a tent on the hillside not far away, ten people wearing camouflage uniforms and nine-headed bird armbands were sitting. After hearing the sound, they all looked towards the roadside, "There was a car accident?" "Were we discovered?" (End of Chapter)