NOVEL NEXT Chapter 24 24 Escape!
Chapter 24 24. Escape!
Deep in the mountains, a lonely village far away from the world and sparsely populated.
Song Cheng stood in his yard and suddenly closed his eyes.
His mind was still there, and after closing his eyes, his perception would be strengthened to a certain extent.
The world of ink and white returned in an instant.
Ding.
Dingling
A light metal sound like an illusion came suddenly.
Song Cheng was like being stabbed from behind by a sharp thorn, and suddenly twisted his neck towards the direction of the metal sound.
The airflow driven by his twisting neck swirled like heavy mercury.
Both women stopped because of his action.
Most of the villagers who survived reorganized their families, and this aunt married that uncle, and barely made a living.
But Miss Nanhui really had nowhere to go, so she could only stay with Song Cheng every day, and then built a side house next to the main house to live together.
She also knew that she had a man before, and there were rumors in the village that she had "had an affair with her father-in-law". She was also robbed by bandits and humiliated day and night. Although she still had beauty, she was a broken flower, so she dared not think of "having an affair with Song Cheng".
Of course, in addition to her inferiority complex, she also had a feeling of "disgust with men". Now all she wanted was to stay alive.
And she felt that only by staying with Song Cheng would she have the greatest chance of survival, so she lowered her status and even ignored her reputation to stay here.
After watching Tong Jia practice martial arts, Nan Hui took the initiative to take on cooking, washing clothes, taking care of the herb garden, sewing clothes and embroidering.
To be honest, she did this job better than Tong Niangzi.
Song Cheng and Tong Xiao Niangzi had also discussed it, and they could probably guess what she was thinking, so they let it go.
At this time, Nan Hui looked at Song Cheng's tense face and became nervous.
The oppressive atmosphere made her want to speak.
Tong Jia made a "silence" gesture.
Nan Hui then hurriedly covered her mouth, but still looked at Song Cheng nervously.
After that hallucination, Song Cheng found nothing else, so he opened his eyes.
"What's wrong, Brother Song?" Nan Hui asked anxiously.
Song Cheng said: "Gather the villagers, bring food and water, we will stay at the foot of the mountain for two days."
After that, he added: "There may be dirty things."
When the villagers heard Song Cheng say there were dirty things, they hurriedly packed up, then carried their bags and hurried out.
A total of nearly two hundred people arrived at the foot of the mountain in the evening, and everyone was exhausted.
The bonfire was soon lit, and a group of people sat around and looked to the west. That was the foggy Tanghe Village, which was also a murder village.
Everyone huddled to the east and asked Song Cheng.
"Song Ye, what dirty things are you looking for? Can you see dirty things?"
"Sister-in-law, there is no Song Ye here. No one answered when you called him."
"Hehe, Brother Cheng is so nice. Then sister-in-law asked you, is there really a dirty thing?"
Everyone looked at Song Cheng with bated breath.
Song Cheng thought for a while and said, "Everyone, to be honest, I am not sure. But I just feel something is wrong."
A man who is quite old said, "Brother Cheng, is it the rotten smell?"
Song Cheng nodded.
The man said hesitantly, "Actually, yesterday afternoon, Xiao Erzi and I saw some animal carcasses more than ten miles south of our new village. The smell should come from there."
Song Cheng was stunned, and suddenly he also had some doubts.
He is a warrior, maybe his sense of smell is more acute, so he feels that the rotten smell is strong?
The man just opened his mouth, and someone next to him said, "Uncle Fuhai, listen to Brother Cheng. Is there anyone here who is more capable than Brother Cheng?"
Song Cheng thought about it, looked at the man and said, "Uncle Fuhai, why don't we just forget it."
The people immediately persuaded him one by one.
"Brother Cheng, spring plowing is coming soon, and everyone is preparing, but we can't leave the village."
"Brother Cheng, why don't you go and have a look first, where else can we go? This village was built with great difficulty. We can't run away before we see anything."
"Brother Cheng"
Song Cheng listened to the advice of many villagers and thought about it.
After a long time, he nodded.
He naturally didn't want to go out if he could live in the mountains and grow up safely.
Besides, the old uncle had explored it. There was no need to be so suspicious, at least he had to explore it a little.
He liked this place, and the villagers had also made a lot of efforts, so how could he give up easily without "a single stroke"?
Uncle Fuhai saw him nod and smiled, "Okay, okay."
Two days.
Nothing happened.
Song Cheng turned his head to look at Tanghe Village in the west. There was an obvious bloody question mark floating above Tanghe Village. Looking at the direction of the mountain, there was nothing.
"Let's go back." Song Cheng decided.
The next day.
Song Cheng, Uncle Fuhai, and Xiao Erzi walked for more than half an hour on the mountain road and came to the place where the animal bones were buried. Tong Niangzi and Nan Hui followed.
The black mud wrapped the white bones, and the moist water vapor floated with a pungent smell of decay.
"Brother Song, is this it?" Xiao Erzi asked.
Song Cheng looked around.
The aerial roots were hanging, the dead leaves were piled up, the old trees were towering, and even the falling sunlight was sparse, so both the light and the temperature were gloomy.
Tong Xiao Niangzi suddenly shouted, "Boss, boss, here!"
Song Cheng walked over and looked in the direction of his wife's eyes.
It was a slope.
Perhaps due to mountain torrents or melting snow, a large part of the slope collapsed downward, revealing a rusty black cage that was originally buried in the soil.
Uncle Fuhai said in surprise: "Why is there a cage here? Why are you putting a cage here in this deep mountain and forest?"
The old uncle said and walked that way.
Song Cheng stared at the cage.
Suddenly, he recalled the metallic sound that sounded like an auditory hallucination three days ago in his mind, and he hurriedly reached out and grabbed the young lady's hand.
Nan Hui looked at it and subconsciously grabbed the corner of Song Cheng's clothes.
Uncle Fuhai walked forward step by step. When he reached the slope, he grabbed the homemade hardwood hiking pole and pulled it on the dirt a few times.
This time, the soil actually fell down, and more of the cage was exposed.
A pale, hollow, horrifying light filled with the aura of death jumped out of the cage and spread out silently.
Everything around him began to undergo strange and creepy changes.
However, no one could notice it at all.
They held back their breath and stared quietly.
The cage was not small, but it was obviously a cage used by hunters to capture wild animals.
In the cage, at some point, a tiger-like cat-like beast was squatting, with its fangs exposed at the outermost surface. However, the eyes had lost any vitality and ferocity, and were only numb and tame.
"How's it going? I'm a good tiger cat, isn't it?" A man with a mustache in loose Chinese clothes came over and asked with a smile.
He laughed, clapped his hands, and said to the crowd around him: "Welcome to my paradise. Everyone has traveled for a long time, and you must want to see something new."
With that said, he stepped onto the high platform.
Nan Hui looked at the man with the mustache, glanced at the many people gathered around him, and said softly: "Brother Song, it's so lively."
Song Cheng nodded.
He didn't notice any abnormalities at all, and his brain didn't even give any warning or sense of violation.
He seemed to flow seamlessly into a scene naturally.
"It seems that there is still something to say here. It's worthy of our special trip here."
The young lady next to her said: "Yes, Master, if there is no acquaintance here to vouch for it, why can't you get in? What on earth is that?"
Song Chengdao: "Just watch."
He looked carefully and saw the man walking up a step covered with thick black cloth. There was a cage hidden under the first step. It was very quiet in the cage, like a blind box with no idea what was inside.
The stacking of cages on top of each other forms a continuous hill-like ups and downs.
He had heard from acquaintances that this was the "Nirvana", and the man with the mustache was the master of this paradise. Anyone who came here could enjoy unprecedented excitement, which the earthly world could not provide.
The man in colorful clothes walked to the highest point like a hill, looked down, and said with a smile: "Guests, guests, wait a moment, there are many guests like you coming.
Good things take a long time, but it is also a kind of fun to wait a little longer for that blissful moment. "
Someone in the crowd started laughing.
But no one made a fuss. The only people who came here were rich people who were eager for curiosity, and no one was impatient.
Not long after, footsteps were heard from behind.
Song Cheng looked back and saw many familiar people.
"Miss Guanxi," he shouted.
The beautiful girl also hurried over and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Mr. Song to be so elegant."
After saying that, she stood next to Song Cheng.
Song Cheng looked at the other acquaintances and called out one by one: "Sister-in-law Caihua, Sister-in-law Baojin, Uncle Tianzi, Xiaoding."
Acquaintances also bowed one by one and shouted: "Brother Cheng is here too."
The more people gather, the more people gather.
Song Cheng looked at the black cloth hill cage with great interest and expectation.
The same goes for everyone around him.
Their eyes flashed with "desire", "indulgence", "curiosity" and "enjoyment".
Everyone knows that when the heavy black cloth is lifted, the paradise will come.
But no one knows what the paradise is.
This is curiosity!
Stimulate!
Suddenly, Song Cheng felt his eyes were itchy, so he lowered his head and rubbed them.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Tong Xiaoniang asked.
Song Chengdao: "Nothing."
After that, he looked up again.
High up, the mustachioed man saw that everyone was dead and was about to speak when suddenly there was a noise from the west.
Everyone looked sideways and saw a group of menacing country mud legs running towards them.
The leader shouted: "How many people are missing!"
After saying that, the man didn't even react to the mustached man. He pushed through the crowd and came to Song Cheng's side, saying, "You, follow me!"
Zi.
A strong stinging pain arose in Song Cheng's mind, as if his whole body was about to be torn apart.
He opened his eyes, saw the person coming clearly, and said curiously: "Muramasa."
This leading man is the village leader of Tanghe Village.
Muramasa said anxiously: "Come with me quickly! You are from our village. That bitch did not follow the rules of a woman and harmed her elders. She is like a pig cage. You have to come and see her too!"
Song Cheng suddenly held his head in his hands, feeling an unbearable headache.
Muramasa grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the crowd.
Miss Tong and Miss Nanhui, who was holding Song Cheng's clothes, were also dragged out like pieces of wood, and then they were surrounded by the group of villagers and headed west quickly.
To the west is Tanghe Village.
Song Cheng slowly turned around. Behind him, the dark thick cloth was slowly lifting up, and a dazzling red light exploded in his eyes.
It was an eye that seemed to have just woken up from a dream.
The bright red eyes stared directly at Muramasa and at him.
His heart pounded like a drum, and a cold breath climbed up his body, like a dead person's rotting pale hand brushing past, and then went into his body through his seven orifices
Illusion? !
No!
It's a reappearance!
When and what did he get hit by?
I don't know!
I don't know at all!
On the other side, Muramasa hooked his shoulder and ran with him, shouting: "Hurry up! The village should be put in a pig cage! It's too late!"
Tong Jia, who was caught by Song Cheng, and Nan Hui, who was holding the corner of Song Cheng's clothes, also ran with him, running faster and faster.