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Chapter 51 Ichidamura (4)

The two young children at the front were holding the portrait in their arms, and their white mourning clothes were particularly eye-catching in the dark night. They were walking slowly.

A high-spirited and sad male voice shouted.

"Don't light up the lamp when it's dark——"

"Don't wear boots when it rains——"

"No meat after lunch——"

"Don't worship gods in the temple——"

White paper money was scattered on the ground, and the team walked towards the two of them.

Huo Ran turned off his phone, turned his head, pulled Fu You and hid behind the house.

The team was getting closer, and Huo Ran could see clearly.

The faces of the two young children were as pale as snow, with red cheeks, raised corners of their mouths, and a strange and strange aura.

The four men in the middle carried the coffin effortlessly, with light steps, rising and falling.

The male voice shouting "No lights until dark" turned out to be the village party secretary whom I had seen during the day.

Sad and plaintive cries could be heard endlessly, spiritual flags were floating, the team in front of them was eerie and terrifying, and the scene in front of them was blurry and absurd.

"Don't light up the lamp when it's dark——"

The village party secretary shouted again.

After the team passed by, Fu You whispered: "It's strange, they didn't seem to use any force to carry the coffin. Is there no one in the coffin?"

Huo Ran glanced at the team that had gone away, walked a few steps quickly, turned on his phone and looked at the footprints on the ground.

There was only paper money left on the ground.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Ran: "Didn't you notice? There are no footprints on all the paper money. Not a single one."

There was dirt everywhere in Ichida Village. The people at the front of the line were waving paper money, but how could the people at the back not step on any of it?

Unless they don't walk on their feet at all.

Fu You thought carefully: "Could it be that they basically..."

not human?
Huo Ran put his index finger in front of his lips and shushed, suddenly making a sound.

"They stopped."

stopped?
Fu You raised his head and looked at the team in the distance.

But it was too far away, and the night was so dark that I couldn't see it at all. I could only see blurry figures.

Fu You took out his phone and clicked on the camera to zoom in.

Huo Ran leaned over.

The camera was dark and out of focus, so Fu You clicked on the screen twice.

The camera blurred for a moment and jerked into focus.

A blaze of red.

"This is..." Fu You hesitated.

"It's the faces of young children," Huo Ran said softly, "They all turned around and were looking at us."

Fu You shook his hand and the camera zoomed in.

A paper man with a festive smile appeared on the screen.

Huo Ran silently raised the camera and clicked it at the paper man on Fu You's screen.

[Ding dong, 2/10 of the shooting mission has been completed]

Fu You slowly turned his head: "...What should we do now?"

Huo Ran's figure was no longer in front of him, only his voice remained.

"Why don't you run and wait for a meal?"

……

……

It was too dark, and the two of them were afraid that their mobile phones would be too bright and would reveal their location, so they ran around like headless chickens.

"Are those people paper figures?" Fu You asked as he ran.

"How do I know? You can't think about it with your brain?" Huo Ran looked back and saw that the paper man team was getting closer and closer.

On the way to escape, Fu You pulled at several doors, but they were all locked and could not be opened at all.

"There is a temple there," Fu You said, "Do you want to enter?"

Huo Ran made a decision immediately: "Come in. There must be a statue of a god in the temple, and the paper man may not dare to come in."

The paper-man team didn't seem to move on their feet. After running a few steps and turning around, they followed suit.

After hurriedly entering the temple, he quickly closed the door and only looked out through the paper holes.

"Stop. They really have some concerns about the temple."

Fu You said nothing. Huo Ran looked back strangely. He was looking at the statue in trance.

"What happened to the idol?"

Fu You turned on the flashlight and shined it.

Huo Ran just wanted him to turn off the flashlight, but what if it was too bright and attracted other things?
The illuminated statue in front of her made her speechless.

This is not an idol at all.

This is a pair of stone statues of a man and a woman dressed in Ming Dynasty official clothes.

The statue has a man on the left and a woman on the right, sitting majestically and dignified.

What Ichida Village enshrines is neither Buddha nor God, but two strange puppets.

"...husband and wife? Or ancestors?"

Huo Ran: "If they are ancestors, they should be enshrined in the ancestral hall with tablets instead of being placed here for the whole village to worship. Why doesn't the village enshrine gods and Buddhas, but enshrines these two people?"

Fu You turned off the flashlight and said quietly: "Do you still remember what I said to you at the entrance of the village?"

"The magnetic field of this place is very wrong. Although the village is backed by mountains and faces water, the people in the village have failed in the Feng Shui pattern, causing the village to have too much negative energy."

"So I think," Fu You said solemnly, "this pair of statues is not a human statue, but a ghost statue."

Ichitamura may be worshiping ghosts.

Compared with the apparitions of ancestors, the apparitions of ghosts are often much more reliable.

"Ghost statue?" Huo Ran repeated, "That sentence is also written on the entrance ticket."

[Humans and ghosts live together, and a dead person cannot leave the village]

"I'm going to see if the paper man is gone."

Huo Ran looked through the hole for a while, confirmed that the surroundings were safe, and called Fu You: "Let's go, we have to go back as soon as possible, we can't make them suspicious."

……

……

After the two returned, everyone was still asleep.

Huo Ran crept onto the bed, while Di Ying's eyes were covered with sleep.

"You just came back?"

"Woke you up," Huo Ran said, "Did you hear anything just now..."

Diying: "What did you hear?"

Didn’t you hear the loud suona and the village party secretary’s shout just now?
Huo Ran snorted and got into the quilt: "Nothing, just go to sleep."

Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door.

Teacher Zhang went to open the door. Outside the door was the village party secretary.

The village party secretary handed him a bag of rice expressionlessly: "Have you finished yesterday's rice? This is today's rice."

Teacher Zhang exclaimed: "I'm so sorry to bother you to bring rice so early... I also have a box of cigarettes here, take it if you don't mind!"

The village party secretary accepted it and looked him up and down.

"By the way, there is a taboo in our village. Remember to tell them."

"What's the taboo?"

The village party secretary fixedly looked at the Taishi chair on the first floor and said, "Don't sit on this chair."

"Can't you sit on this chair?" Teacher Zhang looked back at the Grand Master's chair. The two-foot-tall monk was confused, "But..."

When I turned around, the village party secretary had disappeared.

"Eh? Why did this person disappear so quickly..."

……

……

Teacher Zhang washed the rice and was making porridge.

Suddenly a piercing scream came from upstairs.

"Ah! Someone is dead——"

Teacher Zhang thought the students were teasing him again, and shouted angrily: "It's so unlucky to say this so early in the morning! Come down and have dinner!"

For a long time, no one responded to him, and there was silence upstairs.

At this moment, Teacher Zhang got excited and decided to go upstairs to take a look.

He picked up the pot lid to cover the gurgling porridge.

A drop of red blood fell into the porridge and fainted.

Teacher Zhang stepped back and raised his head in horror.

The wooden board was dripping with blood, dyeing the hot white porridge pale pink.

Really dead.

(End of this chapter)