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Chapter 330 I’m afraid this will scare the tourists to death (3)

The three of them had just slowed down. Before Uncle Bai could finish speaking, the sound of children humming nursery rhymes could be heard behind them.

Uncle Bai looked back tremblingly. The two children wearing strange clothes and with red patterns on their faces seemed to be worried about something. They did not come over, but just stood far away and looked at them.

"Talking while walking." Uncle Bai dragged Old Wei and Chen Ge forward. He tried his best to recall the stories his father had told: "In these villages deep in the mountains and old forests, all kinds of things will appear at night.

Ghosts, in addition to the eaves ghosts, sedan ghosts, and wall spirits we saw before, the more difficult ones include pillow ghosts, cloth ghosts, human headlamps, etc."

"Human headlamp? Can you tell me specifically what the three at the back look like?" This was the first time for Chen Ge and Old Wei to hear these things.

"In our village, pillows used by dead people are burned to prevent pillow ghosts from appearing.'

"This kind of ghost is often the remnant of the deceased, attached to the pillow. At night, after sleeping on the pillow that the dead person has pillowed, you will have nightmares and hear someone talking in your ear."

"If you are lucky, you can sleep until dawn, but some people with weak Yang Qi and exhausted Qi will wake up from their dreams in the middle of the night. At this time, they will see another person lying next to their pillow. That person

People are just pillow ghosts."

The uncle had no talent for telling stories, and his descriptions were a bit dry. Chen Ge kept the pillow ghost he mentioned in his mind, and maybe he could use it in the haunted house in the future.

"Pillow ghosts won't stray too far from the pillow. As long as we don't enter those old houses, we won't encounter them. The more dangerous ones for us are cloth ghosts and human headlamps." Uncle Bai spoke very carefully, he was very worried about what he said.

Things will really appear after a while.

"The cloth ghost is more difficult to deal with than the pillow ghost. This thing is what is often called a shroud in the countryside. When buried, there are strict requirements for the cloth and clothes wrapped around the corpse. If the cloth used by the corpse is littered everywhere,

If so, it is possible to form a ghost."

"It will walk on the street when the yin energy is the strongest of the day. It looks like a person, but in fact there is nothing inside, only a layer of cloth on the outside."

"It's more troublesome when you encounter a cloth ghost. It will wrap itself around the body of a living person, make the living person wear the clothes of the dead, and then slowly control the living person."

"If you see someone with new clothes but a strange smell, stay away from him quickly, because he may have been possessed by a cloth ghost and is wearing the clothes of a dead person."

After Uncle Bai finished speaking, he looked around first. The sacrificial activities were still going on and the streets were empty. Only the two sedan ghosts were hesitant and showed signs of following.

Quickening his pace, Uncle Bai protected A Qing's child and continued: "The human head lamp is the most terrifying ghost my father ever told me."

"No one knows how that thing was formed. They only know that someone has seen it in deserted villages or some places with great resentment."

"People who were walking at night saw bright lights in the village community in front of them from a distance. After running over excitedly, they found that the bright lights were moving in a certain direction."

"While shouting, I continued to chase. When I got closer, I realized that it was actually a flying human head with a lamp in its mouth."

"It is said that the person holding the lamp in his mouth was holding the lamp in his mouth because the wronged person wanted to have his justice redressed."

After Uncle Bai finished telling the last story, he found that neither Old Wei nor Chen Ge responded: "What's wrong with you two? I still know a lot about these folklores."

"Uncle, does the cloth ghost you are talking about look similar to a living person?" Old Wei looked at the street behind Uncle Bai.

"Yes, they look like humans, and the cloth can be bent into human shapes, but they have no face or hands, and are just a piece of clothing." Uncle Bai already had a bad premonition.

"Then did your father tell you what to do if you encounter a cloth ghost?" Chen Ge held the skull-crushing hammer and looked behind Uncle Bai.

Uncle Bai did not dare to look back, his face became increasingly ugly: "My father said that when you see these things, you just need to run away."

Xu Yin was digesting the female ghost, and Chen Ge thought for a moment with the skull-crushing hammer: "It seems we have to change the path."

The three of them entered another street at the same time. Behind them, there were three or four shabby clothes that exuded a strange smell standing on the street.

The nursery rhymes in my ears have not disappeared, and new things have appeared. As the sacrificial activities progress, more and more monsters wake up from the dark night, and the number is unimaginable.

"This is a complete three-star horror scene!"

Chen Ge compared Living Coffin Village with the Third Ward in his mind. When he went to the Third Ward, the patients there had already left, such as Patient No. 10 Devil and No. 9 Wu Fei.

The craziest patients have all joined the Ghost Stories Association, leaving only a few ordinary ones guarding the Blood Gate.

The situation in the Living Coffin Village is different from that in the Third Ward. This is the first time that Chen Ge has truly stepped into a complete three-star horror scene.

In the Blood Gate and the Underworld Village, all kinds of ghosts and monsters came out of hiding corners, showing ferocious faces and malicious smiles.

"There are all sorts of monsters and monsters in this village. If we were to move into a complete haunted house, the tourists would be scared to death!"

After saying this, Chen Ge was still a little excited.

The Living Coffin Village is different from all the popular haunted house themes on the market. This style is unique and is Chen Ge's own characteristic scene.

What's more important is that the scream index of this scene is as high as three stars, which is enough for tourists to explore for a long time.

Chen Ge was leading the way. He looked at the complicated lines on the cloth. Before he had gone far, a little light appeared in front of his eyes.

The old man in the two-story building once reminded him to avoid the light when he saw it. Thinking of the story Uncle Bai told him, Chen Ge was even more reluctant to get closer.

They stayed on the street, and the nearby ghosts and monsters were slowly approaching. The lights in the distance were erratic, and human faces were vaguely reflected.

Old Wei and Uncle Bai didn't look too good. They had never seen such a scene before, and they couldn't help but focus on Chen Ge.

"what to do?"

Holding the skull-crushing hammer, Chen Ge also felt the pressure: "At this point, we can only charge forward forcefully. You two, please follow closely. I may not be able to take care of you later."

The three of them had just determined their direction when a loud noise suddenly came from the east side of the Living Coffin Village. The noise was much louder than what Chen Ge had made before.

"Is there someone taking action there? Is there a fight between the Ghost Story Association and the person hosting the sacrificial event?"

The peace of the Living Coffin Village has been completely broken, and the night has reached its darkest point. As long as we can survive it, it will be daybreak.

"Chen Ge, should we avoid the east exit and go around somewhere else?"

"It's too late! Let's rush out first and then talk!"


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