Here Lies The Wicked

“Three, three, uncle, this... looks like a river lamp? ”

Li Dacheng hit the flashlight, looked at the water, shocked and shouted softly.

“I saw it. Shh, shh, shh.” I don't know what to think. Uncle San's divine tone suddenly became a little nervous and made a silent motion.

River lamps are used to sacrifice loved ones.

Only dead people use it.

It is a folk tradition to sacrifice river lamps to the dead. Uncle Li and Dacheng naturally recognized these little paper boats as river lamps for the first time.

“These river lights may have been recently flooded and drowned in the vicinity, with relatives mourning the death by the river. Let's just pretend we didn't see anything and step back and get the hell out of here. ”

“Remember, the river lamp is a sacrifice to the dead, don't go fishing for it when you see it. ”

“Also, if you hear our names behind you later, or if you hear any strange movement behind you, don't look back, it could be the dead shouting their souls and the water ghosts drowning in the water looking for alternates. ”

Uncle said nervously.

Uncle Li is already in his fifties, and the old generation is particularly superstitious about these, but at this time, Li Dacheng naturally won't make a foolish rebuttal. At night, in the old forest in the deep mountains, people put river lamps in the water and looked at people.

The two hurried to speed up their steps and suddenly something went wrong as they were about to walk out of the trail.

The roadbook by the river was wet, coupled with the recent rainy weather, Li Dacheng walked in a hurry, his feet didn't notice a slip. He reached out and grabbed it. Although he grabbed a little tree next to him in time, people didn't fall into the river, but his knees were heavy on the ground. In the summer, his clothes were thin. He immediately broke a large piece of skin and bled out. Li Dacheng grinned his teeth, almost breathed out painfully.

“How can your boy lose his chain at a critical time?” Uncle Li raised Dacheng and complained.

However, the third uncle is the knife-mouthed tofu heart. Otherwise, he would not have accompanied Li Dacheng out to find the lost cow in the middle of the night. He complained that he had taken off his clothes to help Li Dacheng wrap the wound, temporarily stopped the blood, and then asked if Li Dacheng could still walk.

Li Dacheng tried to stand up and walk, and as soon as his feet fell, people were hurting and sucking cold air. This means that walking was difficult, and he felt guilty at once: “Uncle, I'm sorry, I got you involved. ”

“It's all my clumsiness, I lost the cow, or Uncle San won't pay me back to find the cow together. Now I'm like this, I can't even walk the road, I'm the one who dragged Uncle San out on you. ”

Li Dacheng did not want to drag Uncle San, and said with cold sweat: "Uncle San, I can't walk this leg anymore, or Uncle San, you go back to the village and get help from the townspeople. I will wait here for Uncle San to come back. ”

I don't know, Li Dacheng's words just left, and the third uncle slapped him in the head. Some angry people said: "Your son is talking nonsense to me. Relatives say these foreign words. ”

“I am your uncle, you are my nephew, uncle 3 carry your son back to the village even today, otherwise how to go back to face your parents. All right, don't pull any more of this. Uncle, I'm walking with you. Your kid's leg is broken like this. Don't look for a cow tonight. Go back to the village and heal it. Don't leave any roots behind. ”

Listening to Uncle Li's words, Li Dacheng warmed his head and immediately the two of them continued on the road.

With Uncle Li's help, although Lee Dacheng's legs and feet are still inconvenient, he feels a severe pain like a bone sting every time he lands, but he still bites his teeth to bear the pain, and a cold sweat follows Uncle Third. Just two people didn't get out very far, suddenly a village appeared in front of them, but the village was dark, except for the blurred shadow, which could not be seen clearly.

Li Dacheng ecstatic: “Uncle, there seems to be a village ahead. ”

If there is a village, someone can call for help. But when they entered the village, they noticed something was wrong with the village.

Previously, in the distance, before entering the village, there was nothing to feel. At this time, when entering the village, it was discovered that the village in front of it was very dilapidated and very old. In particular, the village was empty and quiet, with no dog barking and no lights.

After walking out of the road, Uncle San suddenly stopped moving. At this time, his face was not in the right light, just listening to him whisper: “Li Dacheng, what is this place? ”

“Of course it's a pottery slope. What's wrong, Uncle?” Dacheng Li didn't react.

The third uncle swallowed the spit, which was extremely nervous, and the voice trembled: “Do you remember the legend about the pottery slope? ”

At first, Li Dacheng still didn't understand why Uncle San suddenly couldn't stop. When talking about this, Li Dacheng immediately realized why Uncle San suddenly couldn't stop. He just felt a blow in his head. When his scalp was numb, a little chill appeared in his head.

He heard that the pottery slope used to be a mass burial post, there was a village, the villages were all named Tao, and then the villagers were killed in the war, and the people were buried in the pit, so the plants here in the pottery slope would flourish. And that's the name of the pottery slope.

And precisely because of this unprovoked rumor of evil doors, there has been no inhabitants here, and there is no village at all.

So where did this village come from?

The first time they saw the village was too happy, they ignored these details, and now when they think back to the legend about the pottery pit slope, Li Dacheng's face immediately became pale.

“Three, three uncle, can't we be...” Lee Dacheng was dead covered in a rough palm before he finished his speech.

It's Uncle Sang's hand.

“Don't talk too much. Let's keep moving. Let's get out of the village as soon as possible.” Uncle Li Dacheng covered his mouth and said nervously.

As soon as I heard it, I still had to go to the village, instead of leaving the village immediately, Li Dacheng said urgently: "Uncle, why are we still going to the village? Shouldn't we go back the same way and leave the village as soon as possible? ”

Uncle Li Dacheng slapped him on the head and whispered: “What do you know? You forgot what I said earlier, we can't turn back. ”

“If you don't go back at night, you'll lose your head. ”

At this time, Li Dacheng regretted why he was so grumpy. He had to come out in the middle of the night to find the lost cow. Can he also look for it in different days tomorrow?

But it was too late to say anything, and the two of them could only move forward in a village with a hard scalp, a flashlight, empty and extra quiet.

“Keep your head down and focus on walking. Don't look at the village. We'll get through the village as soon as possible. ”

Li Dacheng heard Uncle Sang's voice tremble with trembling. He knew that Uncle Sang was also scared, but he was safe on the road. Li Dacheng lowered his head and listened to the empty village only himself and Uncle Sang's footsteps. Suddenly, he found that there was a river flowing from the village at his feet, and there was a small paper boat river lamp floating in the river.

Did you accidentally walk to the source of the paper boat river lamp? Li Dacheng forgot the warning of Uncle Li, his subconscious raised his head and looked in the direction of the source...