Funerary Lady - C84

It was said that quite a few villagers had seen snakes wandering around their own courtyard or at the front gate these past few days.

Snakes were already a strange existence in the village, but the appearance of a snake in the middle of winter was even stranger.

Especially since this was an exceptional period, no matter what the villagers did, they would all be on tenterhooks. That day, Tuo Zi’s and the others’ death had caused too much of an impact to the entire village, causing the villagers to sink into a deep state of fear.

Even though they didn’t talk about it much, I knew that even in their dreams they would dream about the strange scene at that time of night …

Therefore, when the villagers saw the snake, they all hid themselves and left, not even thinking of attacking.

And in the past few days, the snake had never attacked anyone.

In fact, not only snakes, but ants, mice and the like had all come out in the past few days.

When I think about the day Wang Er died, the flies that I saw …

It was as if the season had turned chaotic, and many things that should not have appeared during the season had begun to run all over the place.

Speaking of Wang Er, it is necessary to mention that Wang Er’s funeral was on the third day after I saw his corpse.

It’s not the second day, because on the day I saw it, Wang Er was not put into the coffin at all, and that corpse might have been lying at home for an entire day.

I had also been to Wang Er’s grave the day before. Based on the blood traces that had yet to be cleaned up outside, I could roughly determine that my guess was not wrong.

Because there was a red hole that covered a very wide area, Wang Er’s corpse had a tube inserted into it, which covered the entire wound.

Only when the tube was inserted did a large amount of blood flow out, and then it began to slowly flow out.

With that kind of speed, making the blood cover so much was definitely not something that could be accomplished in a short period of time.

The next day, he was placed in a coffin. It was only on the third day that he was buried. As for the corpse, he had to bury it on the ground for an entire day …

I’m curious about this, even if Wang Er’s wife has good mental fortitude, it doesn’t mean that she’s a psychopath, right? How could he sleep with these two corpses guarding him?

There was only one possibility. There might be some kind of taboo regarding the corpses. There was something to be paid attention to, and it had to be kept for a day.

I still remember when the Village Chief killed Liu Songxian, he was wearing a mask. That mask looked like it was used in some remote place when he was casting his magic.

On the surface of the mask, there was a bright red material. Angele did not know if it was cinnabar or blood, but he was not sure if it was a symbol.

I also saw this mask in the village chief’s warehouse.

However, when I saw the mask, I didn’t think too much about it. After all, I didn’t want anyone to see me killing people.

A lot of people do that.

Since he didn’t have any doubts about the mask, he naturally didn’t have any doubts about the symbols on the mask either.

Now that I think about how the corpse looked like and how much time had passed before I remembered …

Could this massacre not only be a massacre, but more like a mysterious ceremony?

If it really was a ceremony, then things were even weirder … What was the ultimate purpose of such a cruel ceremony?

Could it be that there were still people in the village who were unfathomable and giving directions to all this, indicating to the villagers what they should do?

I’ve already guessed this before, but now … This feeling was even deeper …

Who was the source of the Soul Suppressing Cone on the mountain?

Adopt a father? Liu Songxian? Grandma Daocao? Or was there someone else …

It was a question I had been thinking about countless times over the years, but I had no idea what it was.

Every day I would listen to the absurd experiences of these people in the village. Before, I really didn’t even dare to think about it.

Being trapped in the village, no one dared to try to leave. After all, this was a life threatening situation!

It was better to die than to live. Although there might be dangers in the village, he could still live for now.

However, after leaving the village, that was not necessarily the case.

At least in the village. For the time being, the chances of living were higher.

Like meat on a chopping block, the villagers naturally could no longer maintain their former calmness. The whole village gave me the feeling that it was filled with dark clouds.

These days, the villagers didn’t have any smiling faces, especially when all the rats and snakes in the village suddenly appeared as if the season was reversed. The villagers’ expressions became even more unsightly.

A strange atmosphere permeated the entire village. I have always wanted to know the identity of this mastermind.

Feeling the strange atmosphere around me made me feel uncomfortable. Actually, it wasn’t just the atmosphere.

The main reason is the feeling of being besieged from all sides. When I go out now, I have to stand at the door and take a good look to see if there’s anything lurking outside.

I felt that if this went on, my mind might collapse.

However, the weird thing is that although those snakes have appeared in public, they didn’t come looking for me.

When I was at my most nervous, I became calm again, which made me very angry.

Today was the fifteenth day of the first month, so during the night, every household would logically light up a pile of fire with pine nuts.

This should be used in place of the fireworks in the city, as a symbol of auspicious celebration.

Although the villagers said that they were not in the mood, it was best not to abandon this custom.

Especially in a situation like this where the clouds were dense, it was only right to make it more lively and drive away the haze.

At this time, the village chief was naturally going to take the lead and encourage the villagers.

However, on that night, the villagers saw flames shooting up into the sky. On the mountain, the blue flames were also happily burning, as if half of the mountain had turned blue.

He could only see the dense light of the fire, but nothing else could be seen, it was filled with a strange aura.

Just a single glance was enough to send chills down one’s spine.

These streams of blue flames seemed to possess some kind of mysterious power, as if they could connect to the gates to the underworld …

The blue flames extinguished the little bit of passion that the Village Chief had just shown …

The villagers stared at the blue flames in the middle of the mountain, staring blankly at them.

It was very quiet on the mountain, but everyone knew that it seemed like a lone soul on the mountain was celebrating as well.

In the midst of the silence, a person suddenly charged towards the flames with a bag full of paper money!