The door of the ancestral hall opened again, and the scissors in the woman's hands were dripping with blood, which matched the bright red coat on her body.
Seeing this scene, the first villager who brought the basket into the ancestral hall collapsed on the ground. She tried her best to control herself, but she still cried.
There was no one around to help her, no one even dared to look up.
The woman walked out of the ancestral hall, came to the coffin, and whispered softly, as if she was communicating with the things in the coffin.
After a while, she said a few more words to the villagers.
The second villager carrying a basket shook his head repeatedly, as if he did not agree to send his child out.
The woman stretched out three fingers. Before she could retract them all, the villager next to her took the man's bamboo basket and placed it in front of the woman.
The hand holding the scissors lifted the bamboo basket. Stimulated by the smell of blood, the baby cried louder, but no one dared to stop it.
The woman entered the ancestral hall again, the door was closed, and no one knew what happened inside.
The sacrifice continued, and along with the baby's piercing cry, the living coffin village became more and more terrifying, and pairs of strange eyes slowly opened in the darkness.
Chen Ge and Lao Wei who were hiding in the room also encountered trouble. The soil in the originally safe old house was loose, and something seemed to be crawling out of it.
The rags hanging on the eaves were fluttering in the wind, and they seemed to be wrapped in a twisted human face.
Shadows kept flashing around the windows, and strange noises could occasionally be heard in the house, as if someone was hiding under the bed and tapping on the bed board.
The evil spirits are awakening, and terror has enveloped the entire village, slowly gripping everyone's hearts.
The dilapidated ancestral hall door was pushed open by the woman. The baby's cry had disappeared, and blood was dripping from the scissors. Even though the woman was wearing bright red clothes, blood clots could still be seen on her body.
"The second one." Chen Ge stared at A Qing. This man with deformed arms was trembling all the time.
The woman was standing next to the coffin holding scissors and whispering. Another woman's laughter could be clearly heard in the red coffin. The sound was scary, as if it was an unbreakable curse.
Lifting the hand holding the scissors, the woman seemed to understand the meaning of the red coffin. She looked at the third villager holding a bamboo basket.
Numb, indifferent, and without any hope, the man personally placed the bamboo basket in front of the woman.
When the woman entered the ancestral hall carrying the third bamboo basket, the altar table in the ancestral hall shook, and the tablets fell to the ground one by one, as if she was unwilling to continue looking at them.
The door closed, and the baby's cry suddenly became louder and then stopped abruptly.
Blood seeped out from the door, and strange sounds came from every corner of the village, as if the land was crying.
The house where Chen Ge and the others were staying also saw new changes. The coffin in the bedroom made a thumping sound, and the portrait on the wall opened its eyes, with a ferocious look on its face.
It seems that the female ghost wants to deliberately torture the people in this village, and she will never have peace in life or death.
The woman in red walked out of the ancestral hall for the third time. Her trousers were dripping with blood. At this moment, Chen Ge finally understood why she wore a bright red coat.
Step by step, there were bloody footprints. The woman asked about the coffin, but only laughter came from inside the coffin.
Hearing this sound, Ah Qing's trembling legs finally couldn't hold on anymore. He knelt down on the ground and grabbed the bamboo basket with two arms, one long and one short.
The woman stretched out three fingers towards him, and the surrounding villagers wearing masks took action to separate A Qing and Zhu Lan.
Before the woman's fingers could all be retracted, the bamboo basket in A Qing's hand was delivered to the woman's hand.
The door of the ancestral hall was closed. No one knew what the woman did to the baby in the bamboo basket. All they knew was that all the dead souls in the village were crying.
The villagers' prayers for understanding did not come. It was not until all the babies were brought into the ancestral hall by the women that the laughter in the coffins slowly stopped.
At this time, the woman's red clothes were soaked through. She put away the blood-stained scissors and asked the villagers to open the red coffin erected next to the ancestral hall.
There was no body in the coffin, only a set of jewelry. It was probably the items the female ghost had taken with her when she was abducted to the coffin village.
The woman put on the jewelry piece by piece. With each piece she wore, the aura emanating from her body became colder and her skin became paler.
After putting on all the jewelry, the woman walked toward the crowd. All the villagers retreated to both sides, leaving only two children, a boy and a girl, in the open space in the middle.
The boy was thin, but even in such a terrifying environment, he still didn't feel any fear.
The girl's behavior was opposite to that of the boy. Her body was shaking and she looked pitiful, like a newborn kitten.
These two children are Fan Yu and Jiang Ling.
"Welcome home, no one can hurt you here." The woman touched Jiang Ling's head, took her hand and walked out of the village, while other villagers followed behind holding white paper lanterns.
The crowd quickly left the center of the village, and Fan Yu and Jiang Ling were taken away by them.
"Looking at that woman's tone, she won't hurt Jiang Ling. Fan Yu escorted Jiang Ling all the way. They have no reason to take action against Fan Yu." Chen Ge had a dark pupil. He clearly saw that Fan Yu was covered with injuries and his clothes were torn by branches.
, his arms were scratched, and his face was bitten by mosquitoes. He suffered a lot in order to escort Jiangling.
"The woman said that no one here can hurt Jiang Ling. It seems that Jiang Ling and Fan Yu did flee here to take refuge." Chen Ge then thought about it: "If Sister Jiang Ling can feel the pressure and have to escape, the entire Jiujiang will probably
The Ghost Story Association has this strength."
The changes in the village continued, and Chen Ge did not dare to delay any longer. He greeted Uncle Bai and Old Wei and walked towards the ancestral hall.
As soon as the door of the ancestral hall was pushed open, the smell of blood came out, and those who looked at the scene inside the house only frowned.
"That woman won't give away several babies..."
Chen Ge walked into the ancestral hall. The altar table was covered with dust. It must have not been cleaned for a long time.
The tablets that were supposed to be enshrined fell all over the floor, and some were broken, but no one took care of them.
"Chen Ge, this blood shouldn't come from the baby." Old Wei touched the blood on the ground: "When the woman entered the ancestral hall, she had a pair of scissors in her hand. Assuming that was the murder weapon she used, if she used scissors
If it penetrates the body, the wound will spurt out blood, and the blood stains cannot be distributed so regularly."
"That means the baby may not have been harmed?" Chen Ge searched the ancestral hall along the blood stains, and finally stopped in a corner of the ancestral hall, where some debris was piled up randomly.
He moved the debris away and found a tunnel underneath.
"You two are outside, I'll go in and take a look." Chen Ge pressed the switch on the repeater and got into the tunnel.
The tunnel is only two or three meters long, with a wooden board at the end.
Chen Ge raised his hand and pushed the wooden board away. He found that he had arrived at the two-story building next to the ancestral hall.