smuggler

Chapter 127
A fierce wind began to blow outside the ancestral hall, the doors and windows crackled, and there seemed to be countless whimpers and wailing sounds from the whistling wind.

Just like there are countless people crying in the village.

But in the whimpering and whimpering wind, the eerie laughter of the village temple shrouded the village, even if you covered your ears, it would not help, because the eerie laughter was like drilling into your ears.

The villagers in the ancestral hall were frightened crazy.

Grandma Liu and her wife huddled in a corner of the ancestral hall, hugging each other and shivering.

bang bang bang!
The knocking on the door kept ringing, and no one dared to speak. In the crowded ancestral hall, everyone huddled together, clenching their teeth tightly in trembling, to prevent themselves from screaming out of fear.

cluck cluck!

Sharp laughter came in from outside the door. This laughter was full of resentment and a hint of sarcasm, which made people feel creepy.

The villagers who were yawning one after another just now, no longer feel sleepy at this moment, staring at the gate of the ancestral hall with wide-eyed eyes in fear.

The knock on the door lasted for more than ten minutes, and when the villagers were desperate and disheartened, the knock on the door stopped suddenly.

After another half an hour or so, the villagers tentatively said, "Leave?"

No one dared to speak, and after a while, Niu Er stood up hesitantly, and boldly went to the door to have a look.

He let out a long sigh of relief, limp on the ground and said, "Let's go, I should be fine tonight."

"What was outside the door just now? Is it the Shuangsheng?" Immediately, the villagers asked anxiously.

Without the old village chief as the leader, the other villagers just lowered their heads, looking lifeless.

No one answered, and it took a long time before someone said: "Everyone, wait a while, the sky should be bright soon."

Some villagers made nonsense: "Is the double saint we worship our ancestors? Why do I feel that we are worshiping dirty things?"

This time, no one spoke, and everyone knew it in their hearts.

The twin saints who used to be revered like gods may not be a good thing.

Grandma Liu described that night as hell in hell, but they don't remember how they survived until dawn.

Her wife was blind in the early years and couldn't see. It wasn't until dawn that the black mist and the howling ghosts and wolves disappeared.

"It's dawn, everyone can go back to sleep!" Someone shouted, until the door of the ancestral hall was opened, and the dazzling white light was projected in, which made the villagers' stiff bodies slowly move.

Some people in the crowd were crying softly, and none of the villagers had a trace of blood on their faces.

Granny Liu and her wife helped her back home tremblingly.

I thought that although I experienced despair last night, fortunately, all the villagers were safe and sound, but I didn't expect that at noon, Grandma Liu heard the bad news from the village.

It turned out that the five or six villagers in the village who did not seek refuge in the ancestral hall last night had all become puppets.

They were punished because they were afraid of the Shuangsheng and the Dragon King, and they were worried about going to the theater together with other villagers.

So they didn't dare to offend, but no one thought that they would still be turned into puppets by the Shuangsheng.

At this time, the villagers were so frightened that they completely collapsed.

Some are afraid to be at home anymore, because they are afraid that at some point, they will die inexplicably, or they will see something terrible.

Fortunately, someone in the village thought of a way to ask everyone to go to the back mountain to invite the snake lady, and let her think of a surefire solution.

After knowing what had happened in the village these days, the snake lady sighed, "The Shuangsheng has achieved a fruitful cultivation, and thinking of the villagers' kindness, I originally wanted to invite everyone to watch a play. After the play is over, the Shuangsheng can be regarded as repaying the villagers. The kindness of previous years."

"But some people in the village had bad intentions and refused to invite them over and over again. They even had bad thoughts about Shuangsheng and disobeyed his old man. It's no wonder that Shuangsheng is angry."

"Shuangsheng is now the Baijia grain official under the Dragon King's command. It is actually the Dragon King's intention to invite you to the Dragon King Temple to watch a play. Originally, taking this opportunity might be able to alleviate the village's rudeness to the Dragon King back then."

"But not only do you not appreciate it, but you all want to escape from the village. The ancestors of Hualong Village have been protected by the Dragon King for generations. It is because of the protection of the Dragon King that they can live in peace from generation to generation. But what you are doing now, no wonder you will Offended the Dragon King and the Sages."

What the snake woman said made the villagers speechless and wanted to refute, but they didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long silence, some villagers finally couldn't help pleading: "The ancestors of Hualong Village have worshiped the Dragon King for hundreds of years. There is no credit but hard work. Snake woman, you must find a way to save the villagers."

"If the Dragon King hadn't thought about the old relationship, he really wanted to harm you. You would have sunk the ship on the river. What happened in the village recently was just a punishment from the Shuangsheng."

The snake mother half-opened her eyes, licked her scarlet tongue like a snake, and said hoarsely to the villagers: "Go back, I will go to the Dragon King Temple later, and ask the Dragon King for instructions, don't worry, as long as you worship devoutly, the Dragon King is I won't blame you."

Although the villagers were terrified, but the snake mother had already said so, it was not good for them to stay here.

Fortunately, the snake woman went to the Dragon King Temple, asked the Dragon King for instructions, and brought back good news.

As long as the villagers continue to sacrifice a yin girl every year as in previous years, the Dragon King will not blame the past, and also borrowed the hand of the snake woman to distribute amulets to the villagers.

At this point, Granny Liu's thoughts came back from that nightmare memory.

I exchanged glances with Chu Yuan, and I was still very confused, so I couldn't help talking: "Grandma, what happened next?"

Grandma Liu trembled twice, and looked over stiffly. There was no other brilliance in those eyes, the only thing there was fear.

She didn't directly say what happened next, her empty eyeballs rolled around twice, and she asked me: "Little girl, do you know the difference between yang play and yin play?"

I thought about it, and said with some uncertainty: "I heard that a long time ago, when the troupe went to a certain place, they would build a stage the night before, open their voices on time at twelve o'clock in the evening, and close the stage until the cock crows at five o'clock. But there is no one in the audience, it is said that this is a dirty show."

The so-called yang opera is just a conventional name, as opposed to yin opera, and the opera performed for living people is called yang opera.

There is another kind of play, which is performed for the dead, but not for the living, so it is called a dark play.

Grandma Liu shook her head, but she didn't deny my statement. She sighed and said, "The shady drama is a thousand times more terrifying than what you said. The shady drama must be a very good-looking one, so no matter the dead Living people will be fascinated when they see it, and their souls will be confused and out of their control."

"As long as those people in the village watch the show, their souls will be seduced and turned into puppets. I don't know how I survived that time."

Granny Liu had a sad expression, and her old face was filled with fear of that memory.

(End of this chapter)