Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 100 Weird Village

"Baby, why are you sleeping here?"

Yu Zhile opened his eyes and looked blankly at the person who pushed him.

He was an old man who looked to be about 60 or [-] years old, with gray hair, sallow skin, and a ragged beard.

The old man was wearing very simple, old short-sleeved shirts and trousers with a red waistband.

It's just a rope.

The old man looks very kind.

"I am..."

Yu Zhile frowned and looked around. There were many graves and countless tombstones standing there.

Tombstones may be made of stone or wood, but most are made of wood.

He is now lying on a small grave.

"No wonder my back feels wet..."

"Baby, where are you from? Why do you come here to sleep? Are you feeling wronged?" The old man reached out and pulled up the young man in front of him.

The young man is tall and handsome. He is wearing clothes similar to those of the kids in the city and looks very energetic.

The old man patted the dirt on Yu Zhile's clothes, then clasped his hands and bowed three times to the small grave where he was sleeping, muttering to himself.

"Don't be surprised. I'm still young and ignorant. I'm here to apologize to you!"

Yu Zhile looked at all this, the perspective in front of him was a little different, and he was slightly uncomfortable.

He seemed to have discovered something and touched his eyes.

"No shortage?"

Blinking, I could actually feel the other eye.

"The ghost in me..."

Yu Zhile suddenly felt horrified in his heart, and the ghost on his body disappeared.

He could feel his heartbeat, the feeling of his blood flowing, even the feeling of air entering his lungs and then exhaling.

The emotions became intense, and an inexplicable feeling of panic appeared in my heart.

"Is this uneasiness?"

"correct……"

"Without the ghost, I am just an ordinary person, and it is right to be uneasy."

"Baby, kneel down quickly."

The old man pulled Yu Zhile, who was distracted.

Yu Zhile subconsciously listened to the old man's words, and by the time he reacted, it was already too late.

"Don't be surprised. The child is still young. It's not intentional. Please be patient and don't argue with the child!" The old man no longer muttered this time, but said it loudly.

Yu Zhile looked at the small grave. It was not big. The tombstone was made of wood. The soil on the grave had been pressed down a little. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was in the shape of a person.

"Baby, kowtow." The old man said solemnly.

Yu Zhile looked at the name on the tombstone and did not move.

Seeing that the child was indifferent, the old man suddenly became anxious.

"Son, listen to me and kowtow, otherwise you will attract evil spirits when you go back at night!"

It seemed that these words made the young man afraid.

The name on the tombstone is actually quite nice.

From the dialogue between Zhuangzi and Huizi in [Zhuangzi. Qiu Shui Chapter].

It's an allusion.

Yu Zhile still kowtowed.

Seeing the young man kowtow, the old man breathed a sigh of relief.

After the young man finished kowtowing, the old man knelt down and kowtowed again, still repeating the same thoughts from before.

Yu Zhile looked at all this and thought about what was going on.

The uneasiness was suppressed, and panic was of no use.

"Son, next time you are wronged, you can't sleep on someone else's head. If they are unhappy, it doesn't matter whether you were wronged or not." The old man stood up and patted the soil on his knees.

Yu Zhile didn't know if others would be unhappy, but the owner of this tomb certainly wouldn't be unhappy.

"understood……"

Yu Zhile was silent for a while and said.

There is nothing missing in the memory, but you have to be careful. This may be a place where someone imprisons evil ghosts. That old guy is not a good person, especially to him.

He came here to steal the house this time.

"Let's go, it's getting dark. We can wait until tomorrow to talk about anything. Let's go to my house and stay one night today."

The old man puts a hoe on the ground in advance.

"hoe?"

Yu Zhile became wary, as he didn't seem to have seen this hoe before.

"The ghost on my body has disappeared, and my concentration and observation skills have become worse?"

He was sure that the hoe had existed before, because when the old man picked up the hoe, the weeds did not stand up immediately.

"Baby, which family are you from?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile and pulled him towards the outside of the cemetery.

This cemetery is similar to the one he entered before, except that it is cleaner than the previous one.

Someone must be taking care of it, someone is filling the grave, and the unburned paper money is still fresh.

The weeds have only just begun to sprout and are not lush.

"I'm not from here. I got lost when I went up the mountain. I was very sleepy, so I just found a place to sleep and didn't pay attention to where this place was." Yu Zhile scratched his head and said with some embarrassment. , while showing a disappointed look.

The old man sighed, "You young people..."

He looked at Yu Zhile and seemed to have thought of something. He shook his head and said nothing more.

Yu Zhile couldn't guess what he was going to say next. His brain was so swollen and painful right now.

It's like there are a lot of things inside.

He had no intention of guessing what the old man had not finished saying.

"After losing Li Gui, the things I forced to remember caused my brain to become full?"

"No, it shouldn't be..."

Yu Zhile rejected this idea.

The human brain is weird, it tells people that it is the most important organ.

Once it can't bear it anymore, it will take emergency measures, such as amnesia and forgetfulness.

"Old man, where are we?" Yu Zhile shook his head, as if this would make his mind feel better.

"Huai Cun, you came to the mountains to play, didn't you ask clearly?" The old man looked at Yu Zhile with some doubts. Huai Cun is the only village here and the largest village.

Yu Zhile touched his nose awkwardly.

The old man is a genius, and when he saw this scene, he probably knew what was going on.

"Hey, you said that you kid shouldn't run around even if you feel wronged." The old man shook his head, but in the end that was all he said.

The old man walked in front, heading down the mountain.

A small path, not big, a dirt road.

"Huaicun..."

"It's really not wrong..."

Yu Zhile looked at the surrounding woods. There was only a small forest. Below the woods were fields where sweet potatoes were grown.

These sweet potatoes are in season. "Son, our village will be a little different at night, you have to be mentally prepared." The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Zhile.

The old man's expression was extremely solemn, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

"What's different?" Yu Zhile was stunned and his mood fluctuated greatly.

"You will know when the time comes. When I tell you to run, just run. Don't look back. If you run out of the village, you will be safe." The old man did not say anything different.

The old man looked at the sky. It was approaching dusk, and he quickened his pace.

Soon, a large village appeared in front of them.

The village is really big, almost as big as half a town.

Dusk is approaching, smoke is everywhere, chickens are crowing and dogs are barking, which makes the village very lively.

"Remember the route out of the village, don't make a mistake when the time comes."

"After you run out of the village, you will be safe until dawn. Then return to the village and I will tell you everything."

It seemed that after seeing the village, the old man felt a lot more relaxed and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

"Old man..." Yu Zhile was uneasy and spoke with some fear, but before he finished speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"Don't ask, it's not a good thing for you."

The old man's words were unquestionable and made Yu Zhile shut his mouth.

The old man took Yu Zhile into the village. The village was quite familiar, and he had seen some places before.

The situation in the village is pretty normal, except for one thing that is weird.

In every house, almost everyone has someone sharpening their knives with a whetstone outside the house.

Some people sharpen kitchen knives, others sharpen hatchets, butcher knives, and even machetes.

The knife shone with a cold light in the dusk. No joke, if this knife were to cut into a person, it would definitely be able to cut a few centimeters in, or even break the bones.

When the two people passed by these people, these people would stop sharpening their knives and look directly at Yu Zhile.

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and this murderous intent was not concealed at all, it was revealed clearly.

Not just for him, but also for the old man.

The old man looked at these people coldly and said nothing, but hurriedly led Yu Zhile towards the village.

After the two left, they continued to sharpen their knives.

Yu Zhile observed this scene and felt a chill in his heart.

This village is scary.

The old man's residence was some distance from the entrance of the village. After twists and turns, the old man came to an adobe house.

The old man pushed open the door of the room and placed the hoe next to the wall inside the door. Then he glanced at Yu Zhile and said, "There is no food tonight, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it. You can stay in the room on the left. Although it's a bit dirty, it's better than It’s better to sleep in the cowshed. I’ll call you when it gets dark, so don’t sleep too hard.”

Following the direction pointed by the old man, Yu Zhile saw the room. It was not big, had no windows, and had only one door. It was still shabby and showed signs of breaking down at any time.

Looking at this room, which was no different from a toilet, Yu Zhile was thinking about what emotions he should show.

Is it uneasiness, fear, or fear?
The old man's face changed a lot. The old man was very kind when we first met him, but when we went down the mountain, he changed and became very cold.
When he arrived at the village, the old man had completely changed. He looked like two different people.

He looked at everyone with murderous intent, and his vicious eyes did not look like a native of the countryside.

Instead, he looks like a murderous executioner.

The old man no longer cared about Yu Zhile, hurried into the kitchen, and then walked out with a butcher's knife.

"At night, if anyone calls you, don't agree. Just run away. People in the village are good people during the day, but they are beasts at night."

The old man glanced at Yu Zhile and said something more, then took the butcher's knife to the place where the farm tools were stacked, took out a whetstone and some water, and then sat at the door and started sharpening the knife.

The sound of sharpening the knife was harsh, and the sound of the knife edge rubbing back and forth on the stone made Yu Zhile subconsciously want to escape from here.

Yu Zhile shook his head, as if the thoughts in his mind were ridiculous.

"What a waste. Are you so weak without Li Gui?"

He squinted at the old man, and then recalled the scene when he entered the village. Men and women were sharpening their knives, with murderous intentions for everyone.

"I don't have a knife, but you do."

Yu Zhile rubbed his eyebrows, turned and walked towards the water tank in the yard.

"You should be able to know the situation in this village tonight."

"The weirdness in this village is probably caused by that ghost. I just don't know what the specific situation is."

The weirdness in the village reminded Yu Zhile of the ghostly dream incident that Yang Jian encountered in his hometown.

"Regarding ghosts in dreams, they should all be in similar situations..."

Looking at the reflection in the water tank, it is his shadow and only his shadow.

Inside, his face was no longer pale, his expression was rosy, and his eyes were bright.

The cold and dead feeling before was gone.

No matter how you look at it, it looks comfortable like this.

The old man noticed Yu Zhile's movements. He didn't pay attention. He just glanced at it and focused on sharpening the knife.

Time passed, and soon a crescent moon appeared on the horizon.

The old man also finished sharpening his knife.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" The old man was sitting in the yard, holding a knife with an extremely indifferent expression.

Yu Zhile, who was sitting on the steps, looked up at the old man expressionlessly, "I bothered you to call me when I fell asleep, so I just stopped sleeping."

The old man looked at the current Yu Zhile with a little surprise.

Perhaps the short journey made the old man accept Yu Zhile's timid setting. Now Yu Zhile looks calm, but he is a little surprised.

"Is this good? Can you see blood?" The old man thought for a while, didn't care about this, and asked directly.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Okay."

The old man's eyes flickered slightly and he asked again, "Can you hold a knife?"

"Also."

The old man's eyes narrowed, he was silent for a while, then got up and went to the kitchen.

After a while, the old man came out, and an unsharpened machete was thrust straight into Yu Zhile's feet.

"I haven't sharpened it before. If you think it's not sharp, just sharpen it yourself. There's still time." The old man sat back on the bench and said.

Looking at the machete stuck under his feet that was still trembling slightly, Yu Zhile thought for a moment, pulled it out, stood up and went to get the whetstone the old man used before.

After getting some water, Yu Zhile began to sharpen the knife with an expressionless expression.

The sound of sharpening the knife sounded again, and the old man looked at it coldly. After watching for a while, he suddenly said, "If you lift the knife and can't take it off, you can wipe the knife across your neck. Anyway, The results will be the same."

Yu Zhile's sharpening hand paused slightly, then looked up at the old man, "How many people are left in the end?"

The old man was surprised again, and his originally indifferent expression softened a lot, "One, if you survive in the end, then your ultimate goal is the person who came down from the mountain. If you can kill him, you will be the winner of all of us." The benefactor of the village.”

"it?"

"Yes, it." The old man looked up at the direction of the mountain, "That's it..."

"Try your best." Yu Zhile nodded and continued sharpening the knife.

The old man didn't care about Yu Zhile's mediocre performance. People like this had appeared from time to time in the past, but the result was the same.

Maybe the one in front of me is a little different, but it's just a little bit different.

Here, no one is special.

"Death is not a disaster here, living is." The old man said a strange thing.

"Yeah." Yu Zhile hummed, also unconcerned. He tested the sharpness of the knife edge with his thumb, and it was not even close.

Go ahead and start sharpening your knife.

Sharpen the knife and rattle at the pigs and sheep.

(End of this chapter)