vncnus Chapter 351
Chapter 351
"Bang"
The old door of the sacrificial hall was knocked open, and a group of people ran in in a panic.
The village ancestral hall consists of two parts. There is a large terrace outside, which is where the villagers usually discuss matters. The other part is the sacrificial hall, where the tablets of ancestors from all generations are enshrined.
"Damn it! What the hell was that just now!?"
"Did you see the color of their clothes? It can't be the blood-stained clothes again!"
"The only thing that can make the blood-stained clothes afraid is the blood-stained clothes, and there are two of them. No wonder Master Zhou lost contact after entering here."
"It's over, it's all over..."
The spirits of a group of people completely collapsed, and they could not see the slightest hope of survival.
Originally, after entering the gate of the ancestral hall and getting rid of the female ghost, everyone did not plan to go deeper.
But not long ago, another accident happened.
There was a sob in the darkness, and a mute woman with her mouth sewn shut was crying. Her cry was extremely shrill, and everyone couldn't help but listen to it fascinated, and even wanted to go forward and ask her if she needed help.
At this time, a gust of cold wind blew from behind them, and a teammate screamed at the top of his lungs.
When a group of people came to their senses from the crying, they saw that the teammate's lower body was a bloody mess, and one of his legs was missing.
In the darkness, a limping old man ran fast holding something.
A group of people were shocked, and after reacting, they felt a chill in their hearts, knowing that they could not stay in this place, so they wanted to run out again.
However, a group of people holding shrouds appeared again in the darkness, staring at them.
Although their horror was definitely not as terrible as the mutilated ghosts in the ancestral hall, for a group of novice ghost messengers, the difference was not big, and both sides were death.
So Zhao Xiaodong made a prompt decision and rushed into the sacrificial hall with a group of people, making the last struggle.
At this time, some people knelt on the ground, holding their heads with their hands, sobbing in pain, some people grabbed their teammates' hands, trying to seek a little comfort, but the other party was also shaking violently, and some people opened their mobile phones to look at photos of their relatives, and kept shouting sorry.
They had gone through rigorous training, and would not show such extreme emotions until the last moment.
However, this old village was too terrifying for a group of novice Yincha who had just walked out of the training camp, far beyond their psychological endurance limit.
Even Zhao Xiaodong lost his composure.
He rushed into the memorial hall with a flashlight, looking for something anxiously, and muttered to himself like crazy.
"No, no, there shouldn't be an unsolvable situation in this world."
"I must have overlooked something, I must have overlooked something..."
"What happened here!"
He knocked over the tablets one by one.
Suddenly, he found something, a dusty booklet that recorded some major events that had happened in the village.
Zhao Xiaodong trembled and opened it.
"In the winter of Jiazi year, the widow Zhao from the 16th household in the west of the village was not a virtuous woman and gossiped about others. The village chief should sew her mouth as punishment."
"In the winter of Jiaxu year, Wang Laoer from the east of the village married his daughter to a neighboring village without approval. The village chief taught him a lesson, but he did not change his ways. He even secretly escaped from the village in the middle of the night. One of his legs was cut off and his daughter was executed as a warning."
"In the year of Dingchou..."
"In the spring of Gengshen year, the eldest daughter of Sun Laosan from the 7th household in the east of the village suddenly fell ill and was covered with red spots. The village chief went to see her and found that she was cursed and should be expelled from the village to avoid disaster."
"The next day, there was a meeting at the entrance of the village. Sun Laosan made a scene. The young and strong tried to stop him and accidentally beat him into a disability. The family was a scoundrel. The foolish woman hanged herself and the foolish girl jumped into a well. How sad."
Seeing this, Zhao Xiaodong was struck by lightning.
He understood everything. The ghost in the well was not the source of all the weird things in this village. Her blood-stained clothes were just a simple part of the countless "evil" in this village.
And these evil events.
In the nearly 100 years of history of the village, there have been seven or eight.
He couldn't imagine how terrible this old village would be if every victim became a blood-stained one!
"It turns out that I have been wrong all along."
"There are indeed unsolvable situations in the world. If you are not strong enough, no matter how smart you are, once you enter the situation, you can only be an ant that is crushed to death!"
Zhao Xiaodong felt deeply powerless at this moment.
A message lit up on the phone, showing that the master had sped up and would be here in a few dozen seconds, but he was not happy at all.
Such a terrifying old village, the master came, and it couldn't even make a wave!
After thinking about it, he typed to be alert.
"There may be more blood-stained clothes in the village than I thought before, six or seven is not impossible. Grandmaster, please go back and apologize to our parents on our behalf. We can only be filial in the next life!"
As soon as he sent this message, he saw the speed at which the grandmaster rushed here.The speed seemed to be...faster.
"This..."
Zhao Xiaodong had a complicated expression and was stunned for a long time: "Knowing that you will die, you are not afraid of death, just for your companions and for your faith? I have no regrets in being a member of the underworld in this life."
He murmured, and suddenly turned his head as if he had sensed something, and found that a blind man with two bloody holes in his eye sockets appeared in the sacrificial hall at some point, staring at him.
The others also found something wrong.
The crying and whispering stopped instantly, and only the heavy breathing of each other could be heard.
"Fight! No matter what kind of ghost it is!"
"Just eat it!"
"It's going to die anyway, and I'll bite off a piece of meat even if I have to fight to the death!"
There is no place to run here, and the people are completely desperate, but their ferocity is aroused.
"Hehe~~"
A strange laugh sounded.
The blind man's figure suddenly rose a little bit, and several candles on the table burst into flames, and the bright red flames illuminated the darkness.
"This...!"
"This... is... what kind of monster!?"
The people who had originally mustered up their courage were completely frightened after seeing the scene in front of them.
The blind man's body continued to rise, and behind him was a lame man, and then the female mute from before, and behind him was a middle-aged man with his ears dug out...
One after another.
Seven people with mutilated bodies were combined into a human centipede!
The shoulders were connected to the hips of the person in front, and the hands and feet were densely packed. The seven heads were full of numbness and death.
The centipede kept twisting, and its clothes were bright red, exuding an unimaginable horror.
They also held a mutilated corpse in their hands. It was the familiar Master Zhou. He was covered in blood and flesh, and was being gnawed by the faces on the human centipede...
One by one, the Yincha knelt down on the ground helplessly.
They could no longer judge what kind of terrifying existence this was. They only knew that with a glance from the other party, they lost all their strength and could not raise the slightest thought of resistance.
"Damn it!!"
"Dongzi!"
Yang Zhi suddenly shouted.
Everyone knelt on the ground, only Zhao Xiaodong walked forward. There were many cracks on his skin, and blood dripped with every step. His body was collapsing bit by bit, and he was obviously under great pressure.
"Being good at calculation is not as good as being strong."
"I, Zhao Xiaodong, swear that in my next life, I must do everything I can to become stronger, enough to protect the people around me!"
His eyes were occupied by black, and strange lines appeared on his face. The breath of life on his body was gradually fading. This was the precursor of ghost bite!
He actually understood that ghost bite was useless in front of this monster.
But this was Zhao Xiaodong's last struggle.
Even if he died, he would splash the other party with blood!
"No!!"
The desperate companions seemed like monsters walking out of a nightmare, with bright red candlelight flickering and chaotic whispers ringing in their ears.
A group of novice Yinchai kneeling on the ground let out the most desperate roar.
The human centipede in front of them kept twisting. This monster, composed of the "evil" accumulated from generations in the deep mountain old village, bent down little by little, with a numb and eerie smile on his face, watching a group of living people.
The pressure on the bodies of a group of Yinchai was getting greater and greater, their skin cracked, and blood oozed out.
It was as if an invisible hand was clenching their hearts.
There was a beating sound in the blood vessels.
The faces became more and more panicked, and they could feel that their bodies... seemed to be about to explode!
"Bang"
A sledgehammer fell from the sky, smashing the roof of the sacrificial hall, and lying in front of the human centipede and Zhao Xiaodong, who had almost completely lost his humanity.
Several figures appeared in the field.
Facing the terrifying human centipede, their faces were full of calmness.
A man was constantly putting on paper shrouds, muttering: "These clothes worn by the dead are cool to wear..."
A familiar voice.
Yang Zhi, Zhao Qian, and Zhao Xiaodong, who was being devoured by ghosts, were all stunned.