Chen Zhi and others quietly sneaked down from the mountain together. Instead of rushing into the village, they hid in the darkness near the village and watched the villagers walking around.
There were not many people in the village. Everyone was holding a torch, and the expressions on their faces were stiff and numb. They did not speak to each other, and walked towards the middle of the village like a group of zombies. No one noticed that Chen was hiding in the darkness.
Zhi's team. Chen Zhi and his team just followed the villagers in silence.
After walking not far, Chen Zhi saw the ancestral hall from a distance. He couldn't see clearly in the dark. It looked like a very ancient building. The villagers from Fox Village gathered at the door, all holding torches.
If he wanted to see clearly, he had to go a little further, which was more dangerous. Chen Zhi decided to let Xiao Guer and Qin Yueyang stay in an abandoned cowshed near the woods. It was remote and no one noticed. Their luggage and equipment were also thrown here.
, he, Fat Wei, and Guidao traveled lightly, went to the fox sacrificial ceremony together, and then came back to join them.
Although Xiao Gu'er was unwilling, but Chen Zhi's attitude was resolute, he had no choice but to agree and wait for news about them in the bullpen with Qin Yueyang.
Qin Yueyang seemed to have become very weak during this period. After she entered the bullpen, she gave Chen Zhi a look and called Chen Zhi aside.
At this time, Chen Zhi discovered that Qin Yueyang's face was as white as a piece of paper. Qin Yueyang took Chen Zhi's hand and gave him a folded talisman. The talisman was very thick, and it was estimated that when opened, it would be a large piece of paper.
"This is the biggest illusion-breaking talisman. Put it away. It may save your life." Qin Yueyang gasped and said with difficulty. "Actually, I have felt very uncomfortable since I entered this village. Now I have determined that this
There are witchcraft formations throughout the mountain village."
"What?" Chen Zhigang was about to ask, but Qin Yueyang made a shushing gesture with his finger.
She continued to say with difficulty: "I have reached my limit here. The person who set up the formation should also be a demigod. His ability is much higher than mine, and it is exactly incompatible with my ability. I used blood to paint the changes on my body.
Formation, I took your place. You go up the mountain quickly, I will confuse your position if I stay here. Even if I die, your position will be far away, and I will be worthy of Master Bao."
Chen Zhi's eyes were fixed on Qin Yueyang and he said nothing.
Qin Yueyang continued: "There must be something on the mountain. Once you go up the mountain, it's up to you. Don't trust anyone. Remember, even if you enter the illusion of God, as long as your mind is strong, ghosts and gods can't do anything to you."
Qin Yueyang grabbed Chen Zhi's hand and squeezed it with his last strength. He fell to the corner with a thud, his breathing became very weak and he stopped moving.
Chen Zhi did not help her or speak. Fat Wei and Gui Dao behind saw all this and did not speak, and their expressions became serious.
Chen Zhi left his cell phone with Xiao Guer. Although there was no signal, he asked him to insist on sending text messages to report their location and ask the army to come to support. Afterwards, Chen Zhi gave the others a starting signal and took the lead from the bullpen.
Jumped out.
In this way, Chen Zhi and others used the night to protect themselves, walked through the village, and quickly ran to the vicinity of the ancestral hall. There was an abandoned earthen house there, the roof had long been gone, and there was nothing inside except a collapsed earthen bed.
No, but the window was facing the ancestral hall, and Chen Zhi and others were hiding here.
From this position, Chen Zhi had a clear view ahead. The ancestral hall was really old and very large, no less than the Wangfu Ancestral Hall in Beijing. It looked like the architectural style of the Han Dynasty, with all wooden structures.
The steps are all paved with large blue bricks, and the magnificent building does not match the poor village.
What caught Chen Zhi's attention was that in front of the ancestral hall was a monster carved from stone. It was very huge and looked like a fox or a wolf. It had a ferocious expression and exposed long fangs. The carving was exquisite and lifelike.
It is definitely not the work of ordinary craftsmen. On the grand door of the ancestral hall, there is a huge plaque with three words clearly engraved on it, Hu's Ancestral Hall.
At this time, Chen Zhi glanced at the villagers standing in front of the ancestral hall.
Different from the imaginary village gathering, the villagers all stood in an orderly manner. Although there were many people, no one spoke. A group of black figures stood quietly under the night in the mountains, like a group of shadows in the mountains.
Ghostly.
Suddenly, someone lit two bonfires in front of the ancestral hall. With a "bang" sound, a huge flame burst out, and the whole ancestral hall suddenly lit up. Only then did Chen Zhi see that in the middle of the ancestral hall, stood a man wearing a bonfire.
A man with a huge mask, wearing a red and green robe, with grimaces painted on the mask, and the robe full of bells, like the shamans seen on TV. There were several masked people standing beside him
The man also wore red and green robes, but no bells were hung, indicating that he was of a lower status.
As the bonfire in the ancestral hall was lit, the faces of the villagers became clearer. After seeing the faces of these mountain people, Chen Zhi felt a trace of fear in his heart.
In fact, because he had experienced so many things before, Chen Zhi would no longer be easily frightened by anything, but looking at the faces of these villagers made Chen Zhi feel a chill in his bones.
Each of these villagers' eyes were fixed on the altar. Their eyes were very cold, as if they had no soul. A ferocious expression that did not belong to human beings appeared on the faces of these men, women, and children, and the corners of their mouths were raised one after another, revealing
He saw the ferocious smile of the stone monster in front of the ancestral hall. Chen Zhi felt that these people did not seem to be afraid of the law and gods and Buddhas. They seemed to be planning a conspiracy together. If the stinkers were removed, Chen Zhi believed that their souls were not like human beings.
It's more like a descendant of a demon fox.
At this time, the shaman-like person suddenly pointed his hands toward the sky, and his whole body began to twist violently. The copper bells on his body made a clanging sound, as if he was dancing, which looked very strange in the dark of the mountain night.
His mouth screamed like a howl, chanting incantations, and his voice was buzzing, like phlegm stuck in it, which was very special. Chen Zhi immediately heard it, and the shaman was Chun Hua'er's father.
At this time, Chun Hua'er's father shouted, his voice as harsh as a wild cat's call, "Please, please the son of the gods, the fox fairy mother-in-law!"
As his voice rang, a loud "bang" was heard, and the door of the ancestral hall was slowly opened. In the darkness, an old lady with disheveled hair walked out, limping with two girls supporting her.
Walked out.
The old lady was very short, about the waist of the girl next to her. Her face was very old, her skin was piled together like bark, and her facial features could not be seen clearly. Two eyes were exposed among the wrinkles on her face, which looked very old.
It was bright. The old lady wore her hair down, and her hair was silvery white like snow. She was wearing a fiery red robe with a tail, and her face was painted with scary heavy makeup. I don’t know if it was because of the lighting, but Chen Zhi saw that
The old lady clearly has a fox face.
Chen Zhi told himself in his heart: "This is the Fox Fairy Mother, the legendary living fox."
At this time, Fat Wei became a little excited. He put the folding telescope he brought with him to his eyes, looked at it for a long time, and said, "That's not right! It's really weird."
"What's wrong with you? Did you see a ghost?" Chen Zhi asked in a low voice.
Fat Wei still held up the binoculars and muttered: "What a devil, how come that my smartphone is in the pocket of that weird-faced old lady?"