No one can tell how many ghosts are hidden in the Living Coffin Village. Chen Ge remembered what A Qing once said, 10% of the people in the Living Coffin Village are dead, 10% are alive, and the remaining 80% are ghosts.
"According to this ratio, what we have seen is only a small part."
The situation of Chen Ge and the three of them was not very optimistic at this time. Four pieces of dirty clothes floated towards them. Two children with grimaces jumped behind them. The door of the old house next to them was pushed open.
There seemed to be a crooked face peeking out from under the pillow.
All the roads were blocked, so we had to go forward, but there was a bright light in front of us that looked very strange.
Chen Ge had Yin Pupil and had already seen clearly in advance that there were several shaking heads.
Lifting the hammer and charging forward, Chen Ge had no intention of slowing down. He only had to face some of the ghosts when he rushed forward. If he stopped, he would be surrounded by all the ghosts.
"Chen Ge, please slow down! It was still dark before, but now there is a light suddenly appearing. There must be something wrong. It is probably the headlamp that Uncle Bai mentioned!" Old Wei has not yet been overwhelmed by fear, and wants to remind Chen Ge
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"Don't worry, I can see it clearly. It's just an ordinary lamp. Rush over! Don't be afraid!" Chen Ge had no intention of stopping.
The three of them ran with all their strength, and the child in Uncle Bai's arms also started crying. There was a lot of movement, and more and more ghosts were running towards where they were.
With the help of the light of the headlamp, the surrounding darkness was dispersed, and a black shadow could be seen approaching.
Strange footsteps sounded in the street, and when I looked up, I saw a dark coffin moving in the alley.
Dragon poles were set up around the coffin, and four people with bowed heads stood in front and behind it.
They were dressed just like ordinary villagers, but the expressions on their faces were extremely scary, with split mouths and smiles, as if they were carrying food instead of coffins.
"The coffin bearer? Xiao Chen! Stop! Chen Ge! Don't go past!" Uncle Bai held the bamboo basket with his arms still protecting the baby. He couldn't stop Chen Ge at all.
Chen Ge at the front also saw the four weirdos carrying the coffin, but he couldn't stop now.
Four coffin-carrying ghosts happened to walk out of the alley. The coffin was lying in the middle, seemingly preparing to block the path of Chen Ge and the others. It was a coincidence, and it looked like it was planned in advance.
Chen Ge never underestimates his opponents, even if they are ghosts. If the opponent is unwilling to let them go, the more he has to go. Only by destroying the opponent's plan can he be safe.
"You can't mess with the coffin bearer!"
Uncle Bai shouted at the top of his lungs, but Chen Ge didn't hear it: "Go over first and talk later!"
A hammer hit the center of the coffin, sawdust flew into the air, and all the ghosts and ghosts around him paused.
"Let's go!"
Old Wei took the child from Uncle Bai and jumped directly over the coffin. After more than 20 years as a police officer, this was the first time he had seen such a fierce person like Chen Ge.
The four coffin bearers slowly raised their lowered heads, with smiles frozen on their faces. They looked at the smashed coffin lid, and a greenish color appeared on their pale faces!
Harsh screams rang out in the narrow streets, and four coffin-carrying ghosts chased Chen Ge.
The dragon bar fell off, and a few residual thoughts in the coffin ran out from the cracks. They bowed to Chen Ge's back, and then disappeared with the wind.
Until now, Chen Ge still hasn't figured out what the coffin bearer is. After smashing the coffin bearer, he ran away without looking back at all.
The three of them ran all the way, getting closer and closer to the bright light in front of them. Old Wei held the child in his arms and slowly realized that something was wrong. There seemed to be a lantern-like spherical object following behind in the bright light.
"Chen Ge, are you sure that's just an ordinary lamp?" The child cried loudly in Old Wei's arms. There were a group of ghosts chasing behind him, and he didn't dare to stop.
"I'm sure!" Chen Ge dragged him and Uncle Bai together to catch up with Old Wei.
The light flickered, and after walking a few meters further, even Uncle Bai, who had poor eyesight, saw pale human heads flying in front of him.
"Chen Ge! Stop! That's the human headlamp!"
Uncle Bai held Chen Ge tightly, but Chen Ge's speed did not slow down at all, dragging him straight towards him.
"Aren't human headlamps also lamps?"
Swinging the skull-crushing hammer, the first person who approached was slapped away before he even opened his mouth!
The candle was smashed to the ground and extinguished at Chen Ge's feet: "Follow me!"
Before the three of them passed through the flying heads, the sound of blowing and beating sounded in their ears again, and they turned to look.
In the street marked with a red cross by Ah Qing on the map, a group of people appeared at some point.
They wore sackcloth and mourning, shouted mourning wails, and cried one by one, but not a single tear came out of their eyes.
Paper money was scattered and soul flags were swaying. They held high the bright paper figures in their hands and walked towards Chen Ge and the others.
"Something serious has happened!" Uncle Bai's heart was beating hard, his hands were clenched into fists, and he was too anxious to say a single word.
"These guys are different from ordinary ghosts?" Chen Ge also discovered that as soon as the mourning team came out of the alley, the headlights of the people nearby immediately dispersed, and the cloth ghosts and sedan ghosts in the distance also stopped. Only the
The four coffin bearers became even more crazy.
"Absolutely, this is called mourning! The dead are burying the dead, and the coffin bearers are just part of the mourning procession. If the coffin is not delivered, the mourning procession will keep wandering around at night." Uncle Bai shouted at the top of his voice.
"Then let's leave quickly."
The human head lamp was scared away by the mourning team, and Chen Ge and the others took this opportunity to rush out.
There are two streets ahead, the exit road is on the left, and the mourning procession is walking out on the right.
"You guys run first, I will delay for a while." Chen Ge handed the map in his hand to Uncle Bai, and he had memorized all the routes on it in his mind.
The ghosts walking at the front of the mourning procession had already joined the coffin-carrying ghosts. Their expressions were very exciting when they saw the coffin that was broken by Chen Ge's hammer.
"You two leave first, I think I might be targeted."
Chen Ge felt the gazes of the ghosts in the mourning procession. He stood in the middle of the road holding a skull-crushing hammer. It was obvious who the murderer was.
At this moment, all the hatred was focused on him, which made Chen Ge feel a little uncomfortable: "Hurry up! I'm here to delay time! You don't have to worry about me!"
Stuffing the comic book into his arms, Chen Ge simply felt that the presence of outsiders would affect him and his employees from exerting their full strength, but these words sounded completely different to Uncle Bai and Old Wei.
"Don't do anything stupid! Let's go together!" Old Wei grabbed Chen Ge's arm, his voice anxious.
"I'll catch up in a moment, you guys go first!" Chen Ge frantically shouted Xu Yin and Zhang Ya's names in his mind, vaguely seeming to get a response from Xu Yin.
"No!" Old Wei and Uncle Bai said at the same time. They did not expect Chen Ge to make such a choice. They thought it was too heavy.
"Stop talking." Chen Ge pushed away Old Wei's hand and said in a deep tone: "Just think of it as it is for that baby. He was born in darkness and has not seen the beauty of this world. You must take him away!"
After Chen Ge finished speaking, he took the initiative to rush towards the ghosts that ordinary people would avoid. He was like a moth rushing to the fire, without any hesitation.
Seeing his figure being submerged by ghosts, Uncle Bai and Lao Wei's eyes turned red. In the dark night without stars and moon, that figure seemed to be the only light.
"Chen Ge..."
At this moment, neither Old Wei nor Uncle Bai spoke. It turned out that there really are such people in the world who can risk their own lives for the lives of others.
Lao Wei hugged the baby in his arms tightly: "It turns out that I have misunderstood him all along. We were all wrong!"
Chen Ge rushed into the mourning team and ran decisively in the other direction, followed by a group of ghosts. He didn't dare to look back.
While calling Xu Yin's name, he flipped through the comic book: "Uncle! Are you there? Help!"