The woman in mourning clothes held her five or six-year-old daughter tightly in her arms, and sat on her knees on the ground, staring with red eyes at the "relatives and folks" in front of her who were busy at home.
"Daughter-in-law of Zonghan, my cow is sick, so I will take your cow away."
A simple and honest man walked in outside the door and said hello.
The woman recognized him, he was her husband's fourth uncle, and her husband had borrowed money to buy the 'sick cow' in his family.
The bloated middle-aged peasant woman walked out of her home carrying a bag of flour, spat, and muttered with her big yellow teeth: "Now this little daughter-in-law is not a housewife, she doesn't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, and she only eats white flour and polished rice.
He is so prodigal, no wonder he killed his husband."
She also recognized this peasant woman. She was her husband's distant cousin who had fled to Lijia Village.
Although she was a relative who could not be reached with eight poles, her husband still gave her one stone of brown rice to survive the winter and settle down in Lijia Village.
Other neighbors in the house were walking around, and when they saw something they liked, they picked it up and left, scrambling for it, and some even got into fights over disputes.
The daughter in her arms stared at these aunts and uncles with red eyes, wondering why they wanted to take things from her family.
An old man wearing a brocade robe and holding a cane walked up to her and said slowly: "Zong Han's wife, now that Zong Han is dead, your family's dozen acres of land are no longer cultivated.
How can you farm as a woman with a child?
The village has discussed it, and the fertilizer and water will not go to other people's fields. This is our Lijia Village's land, and we cannot let it go to waste, right?
You take out the land deed, and everyone will help you plant it, and when the autumn harvest comes, you will have something to eat, what do you think?"
The woman said nothing, but stared at the old man in front of her with red eyes.
He is the head of Lijia Village, the oldest one in the Li family, and he is "highly respected". Her husband even calls him uncle and grandpa.
I remember that every year when the Li family repaired the ancestral hall, he would come to ask for money, but the Li family's ancestral hall still leaked from wind in winter and rain in summer.
The old man felt uncomfortable being stared at by the woman. He twisted his neck and hummed softly: "If you don't want to give it, just forget it, I will still plant the land.
The name of Zong Han is written on the land deed, and it belongs to my Li family. Even if you file a lawsuit with the county government, it will be useless."
The old man left slowly and took a vase.
It had only been half a day since her husband's funeral, but the house had already been emptied out.
A man in his forties with a slovenly appearance, crooked eyes, slanted mouth, and yellow teeth walked in casually. He took a look at the bare-walled house. He spat and cursed: "Damn it! Those grandsons moved it.
It’s really neat, not even a hair is left.”
She also recognized this man. His name was Lai San. He was a well-known idle man in the village. He was very lazy and had not yet married a wife in his forties.
Lai San got up late today and wanted to move something, but he didn't even get a hair.
He rolled his eyes and suddenly looked at the mother and daughter sitting on their knees on the ground. He laughed lewdly, his eyes full of lust.
Even wearing loose mourning clothes, this woman couldn't hide her curvy body. She gave birth to a child in her thirties, and her figure was so plump that it looked like she could squeeze water out of her mouth.
And unlike those dark and thick old ladies in the village, this woman is well-maintained and has fair and tender skin, just like those in the city.
In the past, Laizan had imagined more than once in the middle of the night that he wanted to press the other person under him, rub her plump body, impact and release her, but now, it was possible to realize this.
While walking towards the woman, Lai San smiled lewdly: "Brothers and sisters, people cannot be resurrected after death. Zong Han is dead, how can you, an orphan and a widowed mother, survive?
These days, it's hard for a family to live without a man, so why not just follow me? Don't worry, I don't mind you being a widow."
The woman who had been silent all this time took out a pair of scissors from somewhere and waved them around, shouting crazily: "Get out! Get away!"
Lai San was frightened by the crazy look of the other party and did not dare to be presumptuous, but before he left, he still snorted: "Why is a widow with an oil bottle so pretentious?
It would be great if Grandpa wants you. There is no man in the family. How can you live in this village?
I’ve been forced to the point where I can’t live any longer, and the day will come when you come and beg me, grandpa!”
After Laizan left, the woman sat helplessly on the ground and cried silently.
She didn't understand why this happened.
I haven't hurt anyone.
The daughter in her arms stared and said, "Mom, where is daddy? They bullied us and asked daddy to come back and beat them."
The woman raised her head, her eyes filled with endless silence.
Her husband died, and there was no one to protect the mother and daughter.
Laizo is right, in this village they will be forced to death sooner or later.
They want to force themselves to death, so why don't they die?
The woman stood up, walked to a corner of the yard, and dug out a small cloth bag.
It was something passed down from her ancestors. She heard from her mother that her ancestors came from western Hunan and once worked as witches.
But that was something from a long time ago, and there are only some fragments of the scroll left at home, and I told future generations not to look at it, as it is unknown who will look at it.
Opening the small cloth bag, she took out a torn volume of books. The woman wrote down the contents, hugged her daughter tightly, and whispered: "My dear daughter, shall we go find daddy?"
The daughter nodded obediently, but the woman suddenly stabbed down the scissors in her hand!
Soaked in her daughter's blood, the woman drew a huge blood array on the ground according to the records in the book, which was filled with complicated patterns of spells.
Pulling off the straw, the woman clumsily weaved an ugly scarecrow and placed it in the center of the blood array.
Holding the scissors tightly, the woman hugged her daughter's already cold body and murmured in a low voice: "My dear daughter, let's go find daddy now. We are a family of three and will never be separated."
Tears flowed down, but they were tears of bright red blood.
As the scissors pierced his chest, a large amount of blood flowed out, but strangely, it did not scatter, but gathered on the scarecrow in the center.
In an instant, a fierce wind blew, shaking the book, and it happened to turn to the page that the woman was looking at before.
People who cut grass and attract mountain ghosts.
Endless blood flowed out, which was simply not blood that a person's body could hold.
The boiling and surging blood only existed in the blood formation, submerging the bodies of the mother and daughter, as well as the scarecrow.
The next moment, a huge ghost with two horns, black-faced fangs, eight eyes, four limbs and arms crawled out of the blood array. It roared into the sky, and crystal tears of blood flowed from its eight eyes.
, the resentment soared into the sky, triggering boundless dark clouds and shrouding the entire Lijia Village!
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In the middle of the night, Lai San woke up from the cold in the drafty room. He cursed secretly: "Mom, what the hell is the weather? It's still so cold in summer?"
Cursing, he pushed away the house to put the water in, but the moment he walked out of the house, a ghost claw held him in his hand, and the sound of howling was accompanied by the sound of swallowing and chewing.
The old village chief tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep.
The looks in women's eyes during the day always made him feel a little panicked.
He didn't want to push her so hard, but someone ordered her to push her as hard as possible. He couldn't be blamed for this.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a rumbling sound outside. Before he could react, a ghost claw had opened the roof of his house and lifted him up.
The old village chief screamed in fright at the huge grimace with green face and fangs, but when he saw the eight eyes streaming with blood and tears, he suddenly felt a familiar feeling.
"Is it you!? Listen to me! Me too..."
Before he could finish speaking, the four arms of the ghost pulled his limbs hard!
In an instant, blood and severed limbs were scattered in the air.
Ghosts looked up to the sky and roared, and the ghostly wind mixed with boundless blood spread throughout Lijia Village.
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When Gu Cheng led people to Lijiacun, this was what he saw.
Gu Cheng frowned and said: "Oops, a ghost realm has been formed, and normal people cannot enter it at all.
What happened to Lijia Village that could attract such powerful ghosts and even form a ghost realm?"
All the Xuanjia guards in Jingyesi, Luo County, looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Even they have never seen such a big battle.
Luo County has been relatively peaceful these years, and big ghosts rarely appear, let alone ghost areas.
Liu Yingying said at this time: "I can let Dahei go in and take a look. He has a zombie body and is also an extremely yin ghost. As long as I hide my breath, it will not be attacked by the ghosts inside."
Gu Cheng nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble you."
"At least I've been recovering from my injuries here for a while, so I'll take it as reward."
With that said, Liu Yingying directly controlled her black body and entered the ghost realm.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Heizheng walked out of it, but Liu Yingying's expression changed slightly.
"What's wrong?"
Liu Yingying let out a long breath and said: "You seem to be in big trouble. Someone there arranged a blood sacrifice formation to attract ghosts in a large house, and directly attracted a fifth-level evil ghost!
And judging from its appearance, it should be something inherited from the ghost refining lineage, or the ghost refining technique from my side in Xiangxi, do you know the ghost refining lineage?"
Gu Cheng nodded, of course he knew.
The ghost-refining lineage is a left-right cultivation system as famous as the corpse-expelling lineage, but it has long since fallen apart.
If you use the same line of driving to refine zombies, the zombies can at least be controlled, and the consequences of losing control are rare.
But ghosts are more diverse and evil than zombies. People often refine some uncontrollable evil ghosts, causing them to backfire on themselves.
Therefore, many sects or family inheritances of the ghost refining lineage often die not in battles, but in the turmoil and backlash of their own ghosts.
Therefore, although this lineage still exists, it has not been able to form a large scale. For example, Song Chengxun and Wu Zang Taoist are actually considered to be part of the ghost refining lineage, but they are just small troubles.
This blood sacrifice formation is a taboo among the taboos in the ghost refining lineage. Because it requires the blood of a living person to be sacrificed, it was classified as a heretic and strangled by the court and most people in the world. There are very few secret methods that exist in the world.
How could Lijiacun, an ordinary village, attract such a thing?
Gu Cheng asked the Luo County magistrate who was hiding at the end with a frightened look on his face: "Is there anyone else out there in Lijia Village? Do you know any inside information?"
The magistrate of Luo County shook his head in confusion when he heard this. At this time, a policeman said: "Old man Li from Lijia Village went to the county seat yesterday and just came back now. We just happened to stop him."
"Bring people here."
After a while, an old farmer in his seventies was arrested and brought over quickly.
Gu Cheng said in a deep voice: "Old man, who owns the largest house in Lijia Village? Do you know the details?"
Old Man Li was stunned for a moment, and finally sighed and cursed: "It's all the fault of those bastards! What a crime!"