This is unexplainable, this is not the old society, this is New China, this is a village, these are hundreds of people who are constantly dying, and no one will be indifferent to the disappearance of life.
This village has touched the nerves of too many people, but there is no antidote. Wrong, it is not that there is no antidote, but that the cause of this incident cannot be explained by science, and there is no virus.
The accountant really doesn't know what to do, what can he say? As a party member and a wise person, he knows that if he says to the leaders who come to this village: This so-called plague is caused by ghosts killing people.
What consequences will he have? No need to think about it, it must be a remnant of feudal superstition. If he is severely criticized, no one will believe his words.
Even if someone believes it in their heart, they would not say they believe it.
Until that bucket-waisted woman, the mother-in-law of her own family, also developed that strange pattern on her body. The accountant was frightened and in pain, and death finally approached his relatives.
The accountant decided to go to the ancestral grave to beg Xiaocui for forgiveness and to beg her to let the villagers in this village go.
It was another dark and stormy night. The accountant had a good relationship with the soldiers who blocked the village. After a round of smoke, he left the village and came to the ancestral grave again.
Is he afraid? Afraid.
But compared to dying in a village, if you really die, what's the point?
The accountant knelt in front of the lonely grave, burning valuables while bursting into tears. If calculated, Xiao Cui was actually his junior.
What he said was nothing more than explaining how even if he forced her to death, it was an unintentional act by the villagers. Now that so many people have died in the village, you should spare everyone.
At this time, the accountant was actually anxious to see the ghost. After all, if she saw her, even if she killed herself, at least she could let the villagers go. At the same time, if she really saw her, she would be able to confirm that the so-called plague in the village was
She really brought it. But, what you want, it just doesn't come.
In the ancestral graves, there are only the chirping of insects and the rustling of wind and water. Where are the ghosts?
The accountant talked for a long time, thinking that even if she didn't come out, she should have heard what he said, right? Life or death was up to her, and his mother-in-law also had those spots on her body. He was worried, so he packed up and went home.
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I looked down and saw when the pile of paper money was extinguished!
And a gust of wind came from nowhere and just blew away all the pile of ashes in front of the grave!
What does this mean? It means that if you give a gift, others will not accept it!
The Taoist smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: Xiaocui, I know you feel aggrieved, but every wrong has its own debtor. You should find the guy who got you innocently pregnant, right? Stop killing people and commit crimes, and find a good family as soon as possible.
As soon as he finished speaking, another gust of wind blew up, causing the accountant to step back.
What else could happen?
The accountant went home.
When he returned to the village, he saw that his home was brightly lit. He was shocked. He understood exactly what was going on! Only after someone died at home would the neighbors come over to help!
He hurried home and saw that his home was indeed surrounded by people, but they were not villagers, but a group of soldiers. These soldiers all knew the accountant and did not stop him. The accountant didn't know what had happened, and he was worried.
He tied up his family and ran to the main room.
He saw several old people and a Taoist priest. Next to this Taoist priest was a black dog whose hair was almost all gone.
The accountant was surprised and said: How many leaders are this?
The old men had been discussing something in low voices and did not pay any attention to the accountant. On the contrary, the Taoist priest glanced at the accountant with interest, smiled at him, stretched out his hand and said: Hello, my surname is Wang.
The accountant stretched out his hand dully, squeezed out a smile and said: Hello, Taoist priest.
The accountant was very puzzled, in what age is this, and there are still people who dare to wear Taoist robes? Isn’t destroying the Four Olds just for destroying monsters like you?
At this time, he saw his mother-in-law, dying, lying on the bed. The old men were observing her carefully. The accountant called his mother-in-law's name twice, but he could no longer call her.
Several old people discussed with the Taoist priest for a long time, but the accountant couldn't understand what they said. Even if he did, he didn't want to listen. He only heard the last sentence.
The Taoist priest said: Yes, these are corpse spots. The reason why they are not visible at first is because they look different on living people than on dead people.
One of the old men asked: Mr. Wang, what can you do?
The Taoist priest said again: I don't know, maybe someone is asking for his life. We still need to take a look.
After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he turned to the accountant and said: Brother, give in and I will save her.
The accountant's eyes were blank, and he saw the Taoist priest bite his index finger, and a drop of blood dripped on his mother-in-law's eyebrow. This drop of blood dropped on human skin, but it was like dripping on a sponge.
Gone instantly!
The Taoist priest nodded and said to the accountant: It's okay, he will wake up naturally tomorrow.
The accountant was even more stunned. But looking at his mother-in-law, the so-called "corpse spots" in the Taoist priest's body were slowly fading away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The accountant immediately knelt down to the Taoist priest and shouted: God, save the people in the village.
The Taoist priest helped him up and said: Don't worry, since I'm here, no more people will die. (To be continued)