"Whew, don't worry about the rest of the matter yet, find a place to rest and then talk." Guan Heng touched the shriveled money bag he got from the old man, and muttered, "There are only twenty or thirty copper coins, not too many." ”

Walking into the nameless village, Guan Heng casually found a kind-looking farmer, and asked to borrow a place to rest and buy some food.

Eating the bread and broth brought by the peasant wife, Guan Heng chatted with them by the way.

"Brother farmer, how are the people in your area doing?"

"Alas, in fact, they are all about the same, in the peaceful years, everyone can barely dig in the land to eat, mix food and clothing, but now that the dragon clan in the north has invaded, our crops have also encountered natural disasters, either drought or flood, and the harvest has been poor in the past few years."

Speaking of this, the farmer shook his head a little helplessly: "Now I heard that the dragon clan will soon come here, our village is under the jurisdiction of the Someida Kingdom, the royal family has issued a compulsory conscription order, and all young and middle-aged people, without exception, must join the army to resist the invasion of the dragon clan." ”

"Alas, it is estimated that in a few days, I will also be conscripted by the army." The farmer sighed, "Seeing that this family is going to starve." ”

"It's pitiful, but unfortunately I can't help them." Hearing this, Guan Heng also sighed secretly, but at this time, there was a sudden sound of drumming outside the farmer's house, and the drum was getting denser and denser.

"What's going on?" Guan Heng couldn't help but wonder when he heard the drums, but the farmer shouted at this time: "Oh no, I just cared about chatting with you, I forgot about today's sacrificial celebration." ”

With that, the farmer hurried into the inner room, and when he came out again. He was already wearing a strange black linen robe, on which a large skull was embroidered with white thread.

Seeing the farmer's appearance, Guan Heng was really startled, and he asked in a lost voice, "Brother farmer, what are you doing here?" ”

"Guest, I'm in a hurry to go to the celebration. If you want to know what's going on, ask my wife. The farmer threw down these words in a hurry, turned and ran out of the door, not daring to delay for a second.

Guan Heng looked at his back as he ran out, just shaking his head and wondering, at this time the farmer's wife brought a glass of water and handed it to Guan Heng, she explained: "Guest, you don't know, this is the custom of our village since ancient times, once the crops fail year after year or encounter serious disasters. A ritual called the 'corpse carrying ceremony' is held to resolve natural and man-made disasters. ”

"Corpse Carrying Ceremony?!" Guan Heng asked a little inexplicably, "May I ask what does that mean?" ”

"The rear of our village, thousands of years ago, was the ancient battlefield of a kingdom, where tens of thousands of soldiers were killed, and over time this place became a cemetery." "And the earliest occupants of this village were the caretakers of the cemetery. ”

"Since then, the guards have collected seven ancient dried corpses, and they and their descendants carry seven coffins around the nearby mountains and rivers every year. Then walk to the original site of the ancient battlefield. ”

The peasant woman continued: "Then the coffin was placed in the seven corners, and seven bonfires were lit there. The requiem was sung day and night, and the people of the village believed that in this way, they could be blessed by the souls of the ancient corpses, and this sacrificial ritual became a constant custom for thousands of years. ”

"Oh, I see." Guan Heng nodded slightly, he didn't care much about this peculiar custom. However, when he heard the peasant woman say that there was an ancient battlefield behind the village, Guan Heng thought that there might be ghosts in the cemetery that he could use.

With a roll of his eyes, Guan Heng asked casually: "May I ask Madame, the corpse carrying ceremony in your village." Can outsiders observe the ceremony? Can I go check it out? ”

"This ...... Sir, I advise you to dismiss this thought. Hearing this, the peasant woman's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "The people in the village are a little wary of outsiders, especially the corpse carrying festival, and they don't want others to visit it, this festival is weird and terrifying, you better not go to see it." ”

"Okay, I'm just talking about it, I don't really want to see it." Guan Heng hurriedly said two perfunctory words, and after a while, he found an excuse and got up to leave.

Looking at the thin horse he was leading, Guan Heng suddenly muttered: "That corpse carrying ceremony, hehe, I'm afraid it's weird." ”

"Purr ......" The thin horse happened to snort at this time, and I don't know if he was agreeing with Guan Heng's statement, Guan Heng shook his head: "No matter, let's follow the people who held the celebration to the ancient battlefield first." Find out if there are any suitable ghosts, that's the right thing to do. ”

At this moment, a few people suddenly came in the distance, talking loudly, Guan Heng's heart moved, and then he led the thin horse to hide in the corner, and secretly observed.

The men, dressed in the same black linen clothes as the peasant, embroidered with white skulls, were apparently residents of the village, and at this time one of the big men was heard saying: "Last night there was a sacrifice to escape, and I killed him in a hurry, and now there is one less of the seven sacrifices, what should I do?" If I let the village chief know, I will definitely be scolded. ”

Another tall and thin man said, "It doesn't matter, yesterday a homeless man came to my house for the night, and I have beaten him unconscious and tied him up, just to prevent any sacrifice to escape, let's go to my house, wash the boy, and then send him to the altar." ”

"Is that the right thing to do?" The other two villagers said with some hesitation: "That's another life." ”

"Don't hesitate any longer." The tall and thin man roared: "This is the custom of our village since ancient times, if you don't sacrifice these seven sacrifices, the unlucky ones are the people in the village, so come with me quickly." ”

The other three villagers were terrified when they heard this, and they seemed to remember something extremely terrifying, so they immediately closed their mouths and honestly followed the tall and thin man home.

Guan Heng, who was hiding in the corner, heard something inexplicable at this time, and he thought to himself: "These villagers seem to be talking about the corpse carrying ceremony, but why do they mention any 'sacrifices', and say that they are going to tie up some homeless people to the altar, what is going on?" ”

"Knock knock - boom knock" At this moment, the deafening sound of drums sounded in the streets of the village, and Guan Heng watched as a group of villagers dressed in black linen clothes strode towards the outside of the village from a distance, including fourteen people, carrying black metal coffins in pairs.

——[2016.4.17 First update, good morning everyone, Lao Sha continues to ask for subscriptions, monthly passes~\(≧▽≦)/~] ——(To be continued.) )