Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters ring the bell
"Fight, no matter how hard you fight with others, four of them can wipe out our whole village. If it weren't for the sneak attack this time, we people are no match for them."
When the village chief said this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, "Now I will tell you who are the people who are dealing with our Fengmen Village. Bring those two people up here."
The village chief waved his hand, and several young Wa family youths escorted the two men they captured into the ancestral hall. When the two men saw the spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall, they were stunned for a moment, and then one of them came to the ancestral hall.
The village chief cursed angrily:
"So that's it. You remnants of Fengmen Village actually escaped from a golden cicada and formed another village. But don't think that you can escape like this. It's useless. You have marks on your body. Even if you run to the end of the world, you will be killed.
Find out."
"Hmph, run away, why are you running away? Sooner or later, the people of Fengmen Village will settle the debts you owe one by one with you." The village chief ignored the two people and looked at the group of people in Wadong River and continued:
"I'm telling you now, these two people come from a family in western Hunan, and this family is famous for controlling corpses, and we in Fengmen Village are the people they keep in captivity. When a certain time comes, they will kill our brothers and sisters.
Take the corpse away and refine it into a zombie under their control."
"Huh, you guys, it's a blessing for you to be able to become the zombies of my zombie-controlling family. How many people want to become zombies, but they don't have such a chance." One of the two men from the zombie-controlling family
The man snorted coldly and said disdainfully.
"Fuck you, you'll become a war corpse. I'll chop you alive first."
A companion next to Wadonghe heard the man's words, raised the knife in his hand and struck the man on the head. If the knife hit the man, the man would be cut in half on the spot.
"Dongyang, stop!" At the last moment, the village chief shouted to stop Wadonghe's companions.
"If you dare to kill me, everyone in Fengmen Village will be buried with you." The man looked at everyone present provocatively.
"You seem to have forgotten that two of your companions have been burned to death by us. Do you think we will care about killing one more? There don't seem to be many people in your corpse-controlling family. If I remember correctly, one generation
There are no more than thirty people, and if you kill each one, you will lose one."
The village chief looked at the man from the corpse-controlling family with a sneer. The village chief's words stunned the man, and then a look of panic appeared on his face. Apparently, the man had forgotten this.
"If you are willing to let the two of us go, we can guarantee that we will not cause you any trouble in the future, and you can live here safely. But if you kill us, and the family finds out that we have not returned, they will definitely investigate. When the time comes,
You can't run away either."
Another man from the corpse-controlling family spoke at this time. Obviously, this man was smarter than his companions and set out the conditions for negotiation.
"Save your words to coax the three-year-old child." The village chief waved his hand again, and several young people took the two men of the corpse-controlling family into custody.
"Now you all know the truth. If we people in Fengmen Village want to survive, we can only kill the people from the corpse-controlling family. Fortunately, there are few people in the corpse-controlling family. There are only four or five people who come out every time. This time we are
We will catch them all in one fell swoop and wait for the next batch of people to come over in a few months, so we have some time to prepare."
After listening to the village chief's words, Wadonghe pondered for a while, and finally asked the doubts in his heart, although he knew that if he asked this question, he would definitely be despised by his companions.
"Village chief, since the corpse-controlling family is so powerful, why don't we run away and run out of here? Can't we just go to other places? If it doesn't work, just leave Xiangxi."
"Wadonghe, what are you talking about? This corpse-controlling family has killed so many of our clansmen. How can we escape? The clansmen's revenge must be avenged."
"Yes, we must take revenge."
Young people are all passionate. After hearing the secrets told by the village chief, they wanted to kill the corpse-controlling family with their swords.
"Okay, stop arguing."
The village chief stopped the argument, with a bitter smile on his face, and replied: "Our ancestors also thought about escaping, but the people from the corpse-controlling family also said before that we have their marks on us, and there is no point in escaping anywhere.
, our ancestors once arranged for a group of people to escape, but in the end they found that as long as they escaped from Gutang County, they would be discovered by the accused family members and captured, and the end would be very miserable."
"This is why our Wajia Village exists. Our ancestors knew that we couldn't escape, so they had no choice but to build another village to transfer the blood of Fengmen Village. We just hope that one day, we can find the marks on our bodies and eliminate them.
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The village chief's words cast a thick shadow over all the Wa family members in the clan temple. Their ancestors had sacrificed their lives for several generations but could not change their destiny. In their generation, they can really
Can it be done?
"Village chief, why don't we call the police? I don't believe that no matter how powerful this corpse-controlling family is, they still dare to go against the government." said a young man from the Wa family.
"Call the police, don't even think about it. No one in our village has a household registration at all. To put it bluntly, even the government doesn't recognize our existence. We are kept in captivity by the corpse-controlling family. If they need it, they can kill and kill the livestock at any time."
The same existence."
The village chief looked at the young people in front of him. They didn't know the terror of the corpse-controlling family, but he did.
The corpse-controlling family has a history of nearly a thousand years in western Hunan, and its strength is very terrifying. No matter which dynasty it is, if it wants to manage this place in western Hunan, it must have a good relationship with the corpse-controlling family. To put it bluntly, the People's Liberation Army was able to go to western Hunan to suppress it.
The reason is because they got the consent of the corpse-controlling family, otherwise the People's Liberation Army might not be able to enter western Hunan.
Although as we entered modern society, the power of the Corpse Controlling Family began to weaken and gradually faded into the background, they still had a terrifying influence. In this place in western Hunan, no one would offend the Corpse Controlling Family because of their small Fengmen Village.
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"So, if we want to survive, we can only fight desperately. If we want our descendants to no longer be slaughtered, we can only kill all the members of the corpse-controlling family. Tell me if you are afraid." The village chief suddenly clenched his fists and shouted loudly
They asked towards the Wadong River.
"Don't be afraid!"
"Very good. There are no men in Fengmen Village who are afraid of death. This time is our only chance for revenge. Now, all of you stand here. Those whose names I call will enter that room."
The village chief pointed to the side room of the ancestral hall. The door was ajar. After the village chief finished speaking, an old man came out. He held a list in his hand and read: "Wa Dongyao, go in."
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Wa Dongyao is the oldest of Wa Donghe's generation in Wajia Village. He is already close to forty. When he heard the old man calling him, he responded and walked into the side room.
A few minutes later, Wa Dongyao walked out of the side room with a very depressed expression and stood by the side without saying a word. When everyone saw him like this, they all became nervous unconsciously.
After more than a dozen people went in, they all came out dejectedly. Finally it was Wadonghe's turn. Wadonghe opened the door cautiously and glanced at the side room.
In the side room, there were two old men. The two old men were so thin that they were just skin and bones. Their faces, which were already full of wrinkles, were even more entangled because of their worries. It was scary to look at them.
"Wadonghe, right? Come in, pick up the bell on the table and see if you can shake it to make a sound."
When Wa Donghe heard the old man's words, his eyes fell on the bell on the table in front of him. When he saw the bell, he was stunned for a moment. Wasn't this the same bell that they had picked up from the two men from the corpse-controlling family before?
Did you find it?
However, Wadonghe did not ask, suppressing his doubts in his heart, and following the old man's instructions, he picked up the bell on the table and started shaking it.
jingle……
When the bell made a clear sound in Wadonghe's hand, the two old men suddenly stood up from their chairs. Their faces, which were originally rolled together in disappointment, relaxed instantly, and their eyes were fixed on each other.
Staring at the Wadong River, he murmured to himself: "Finally I found someone, it's true that the sky will never stop me from Fengmen Village."
Seeing the surprised expressions of the two old people, Wa Donghe couldn't help but wonder, isn't it just ringing the bell? It's a very simple thing. Is it necessary to show such surprise?
"Wadonghe, please stand by the side first. When the test is over, we will tell you."
The old man noticed Wa Donghe's doubts, but did not explain. He shouted outside, "The test continues."
You know, when the Wadong River rang the bell, everyone outside heard the sound. The village chief and the old man both had excited expressions on their faces. No matter what, there was finally someone.
Then, with the behavior of several people of his generation who came in, Wadonghe finally understood why the expressions of these two old men changed so much when he said the bell was ringing.
Because the few people who came in, no matter how they shook the bell, the bell did not ring at all, not a single sound was made.
At the end, all the Wajia Villagers of the Eastern generation finished the test. Apart from him, there was another person who also rang the bell. Out of nearly a hundred young people from Wajia Village, only two of them did it.
"You two can ring this bell. I can tell you frankly now that the future of our Fengmen Village rests on your shoulders."
The village chief asked everyone else to go back first, walked into the side room with the old man outside, closed the door, and said to Wa Donghe and Wa Dongqiang with a serious expression.
"Do you know what this bell is?"
"I don't know." Wa Donghe and Wa Dongqiang shook their heads at the same time.
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