Chapter 152 Anchor Mao Mao (4): A silent funeral in the middle of the night
Not long after Gu Wei and I walked forward, we saw a group of people.
This group of people wore white mourning clothes and white mourning belts, and each person held a white mourning stick in their hand. They seemed to be a funeral procession, but for some reason they did not make any sound, and there was no sound.
We were cautious about our voices and even our breathing. Gu Wei and I stood aside and watched them pass by us. It was as if those people didn't see us at all and didn't say a word. If someone among them hadn't gasped, I really doubted it was
A group of corpses crawling out of hell.
Gu Wei and I looked at each other, both of us looking confused.
The group of people quickly passed by us and walked forward.
If I couldn't vaguely see the people behind the group of mourners, I would really doubt whether the scene I just saw was real.
"What are these people doing? Why are they so weird?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Night burial is a custom in some remote places in the southwest. It seems that their funerals can only be held at night, and the mourners are not allowed to make any noise, otherwise they will disturb the soul of the deceased. I have heard it said by the older generation before
I didn’t expect this kind of custom to really exist, and I saw it here,” Gu Wei said.
"These are the people that the old man didn't talk about just now, right?" I suddenly remembered what the old man said just now.
"I don't know. You and Maomao call again to find out where she is?" Gu Wei said.
I called Maomao, but she didn't answer the phone, so I had to send her a WeChat message.
"Maomao said just now that she was at No. 46, but there is no No. 46 here." I looked at the scene in front of me. There was flat land further ahead with no buildings.
"Is this Maomao playing tricks on you?" Gu Wei asked.
"No, it shouldn't be." Gu Wei's words reminded me that I have been played by Maomao before. Will it be her prank again this time? However, I don't feel like it, as if Maomao is indeed
Something happened.
"Then let's look forward. If there's nothing there, let's go back." Gu Wei said and walked forward.
We walked forward and soon saw the sign No. 46, but it was a house that had been demolished, and the doors and windows were in dilapidated condition. Gu Wei and I walked in, picked up the flashlight of our mobile phones and shone in, only to see what was inside
It was empty, there was nothing, the wind blew in through the windows and door frames, making a strange sound.
I picked up my phone and called Maomao, but there was still no response.
"There's no one here at all!" Gu Wei looked around the house and said.
"But she said it was at No. 46. Could it be that this is not No. 46?" I don't know what's going on.
Gu Wei didn't speak. He took his cell phone and looked in the room again. Soon, he found a place that was different. I followed him and walked over. It was the left corner of the house. It seemed that the ground was a little uneven. Gu Wei tried his best to
After pulling it, he found something pressing underneath, so he asked me to take a photo with my phone. He pulled it up with both hands, and saw a wide entrance appeared in front of him.
"Go down and take a look." Gu Wei turned around and said to me.
I followed Gu Wei, and the two of us used mobile phone flashlights to illuminate. There was a staircase below the entrance. It was not long, only four sections, but each section of the staircase was wider and longer. When we walked down, we found a door in front of us.
The door was unlocked, so Gu Wei pushed the door open, then opened a gap, and we walked in.
This is a basement. It looks like it was built privately by someone. The basement is empty, but there are five or six entrance doors on the four walls. We only entered through one of them.
"What kind of place is this? Why are there so many doors?" I looked at the entrances and exits in front of me and was stunned.
"It seems that Maomao is really here, but it's hard to tell which entrance it is. So, let's go in separately and have a look. If we don't find anything, come back here and make a mark on the wall." Gu Wei thought.
He thought about it and said.
"Okay." I nodded.
"There are six in total. The one we came in is fine. I'll go in the second one and you go in the third one." Gu Wei pointed to the entrance in front, "Remember, be careful. If you encounter danger or an emergency, go in.
Don't be anxious yet, withdraw and let's discuss it together." Gu Wei said to me.
"I understand." I knew what Gu Wei meant.
"Here you go, defend yourself." Gu Wei said, pulling out a dagger from his waist and handing it to me.
"This?" I was stunned.
"Okay, be careful and let's go." Gu Wei said and walked into the second entrance, and I walked into the third entrance.
The third entrance is similar to the one we came down from. It also has four stairs, but there is an indescribable smell in the air, like the smell of medicine or something rotten, which makes people a little breathless. Let’s go.
When I got to the top of the stairs, I fumbled around, grabbed a switch, and then pulled it. The door that was blocking my eyes suddenly opened. My vision went dark and I fell straight out.
In front of him were a group of paper men and horses, and several blood-red coffins.
Looking at this place, I felt a little familiar. Isn't this the same old man's house that Gu Wei and I came in just now? But the room was quiet at the moment, with only a yellow incandescent light on, illuminating the room.
The paper man’s eggshell face dangled from side to side.
This old man's house is actually connected to the basement of No. 46. What's the secret here? I wanted to go out and take a look, but suddenly I heard a low footsteps coming from outside, as if someone was coming. So.
, I looked around, and in panic, I hid directly behind the paper man and horse next to me, and then my eyes fell on the door in front.
I saw the old man walking in slowly, holding a paper figurine that had just been made in his hand. After putting it aside, he walked to one of the coffins, then pushed the lid of the coffin open, and followed him to put the paper figurine in his hand.
The good paper man was put in. Then, the old man didn't know what he did in the coffin, and soon a shrill scream came from inside, which sounded like a girl's voice.
"Two and three people are traveling together, and the king of hell is worried when he sees it. Don't scream, it will be fine soon." The old man said while pressing something in the coffin. Soon, he slowly stopped and then put the coffin
The lid was closed, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
I didn't speak or move. After the old man went out, I slowly walked out and came to the coffin...