Otherworldly Merchant

Zhang Yiuwu and I looked at each other and couldn't help but look back at him.

Gao Shengcoln replied: "If there is indeed ear to ear in this world, the rumors just said are not rumours. ”

“Why?” I asked strangely.

Though a core member of the country's special department, Gao Shengcoln is far less repugnant to ghosts than others after so many years of experience in rivers and lakes. But even Zhang Yiuwu and I didn't take it seriously, how can he be sure?

“If all of this were true, I would have seen the ears and ears and knew where his gods resisted. ”

“Where?” I asked surprised.

“In Cambodia!” Kosheng Cold recalled: “Eight years ago, I was ordered on a special mission, and two other comrades followed my target all the way into the forest. Three days later, as the guy went into a small valley, there was a small village hidden in what seemed like a deserted valley. The village is small, and there are just over two dozen families. We are afraid to disturb the target, and we dare not rush in, just outside the village to observe. ”

“It turns out that the people in this village are very strange and never talk to each other, just occasionally with gestures and eyes. We thought it was a deaf-mute village at first, and then we realized it wasn't the same thing! ”

“Guided by the villagers, the guy walked into the biggest room with the code box. ”

“The guy was a secret spy placed in the country by a terrorist organization, and this time he snuck out of the country with a lot of dollars. We thought he was trying to get in touch with other people, and we were going to use it to open a breakthrough and destroy the entire spy network. But it didn't occur to me that he had traveled thousands of miles, and the ultimate destination was this remote and pristine village..."

“We couldn't figure it out for a while, so we snuck up in the mountains outside the village. For days, he wandered around with nothing to do until one day at noon, when the village suddenly burst into a state chaos. With the noise, all the villagers and children came out, gathered in front of the stone house in the middle of the village, an elderly, dry, thin old man, held a strange cane and drank loudly what was screaming, and then the whole village followed and shouted. A few minutes after the strange ceremony, a short, fat woman handed the newborn in her arms to the elderly. ”

“The old man broke the child's foot, dropped a drop of blood on the dirt in front of the stone house, and after successive beatings, rubbed the dirt that blended blood into two balls and stuffed it into the child's ear. Later, layers of cloth were entangled. ”

“Later, the child who was going to cry, immediately stopped crying, even like an adult, hands together ten, and nodded at the stone house. ”

“What the hell is going on in this strange situation, where the villagers are not deaf, they are all normal, but they don't say a word and they tend to clog their children's ears? We didn't think much of it at the time. We thought it was a strange local custom. But at this time, the target we were tracking came out of the crowd, kneeling down with devotion, even a few heads. ”

“The old man in the village broke his palm and rubbed the blood mud into a ball and stuffed it in his ear. The guy was immediately very happy to knock on his ass. ”

“It's a little strange when we see this. This guy is so vicious, he doesn't believe in ghosts, but why did he come straight here this time to make such a ridiculous move? ”

“That night, he still hadn't left. Instead, the villagers changed into bright and strange women's clothes, with wreaths all over their heads and strangely styled necklaces around their necks, and sent them into the stone house. ”

“We watched in secret with a far infrared thermography, and found that he was the only one in the stone house, but he kept twisting and squeezing, making all sorts of shameful actions, and then another groan came out. It's very much like being raped, either from the image or from this weird sound...”

“At the time, a gay man was so disgusting, he whispered ‘Shit! I didn't expect to buy this old bastard Butti or a pervert.’. He said such a sentence was not tight, but the guy seemed to have heard it, stopped moaning immediately, couldn't get dressed, ran straight out of the stone house naked, and stuck his head in the mountain forest. We were a little overwhelmed and chased right behind us. ”

“Shortly after, he found himself lying still on the ground, breaking a branch and piercing himself to death. Because he knew he couldn't escape, the consequences of being caught by us could only be worse. But the question is, how did he know? ”

“We followed him for more than a month, traveling thousands of miles, and he didn't notice a thing, even if it was convenient, he wasn't disturbed at all. Until my comrade said his name, it was like he heard it! Looks like the mystery is in that weird stone house! ”

“So we talked about it, and the soldiers split up three ways. One went to the end of the village to light the fire, and the song hit west to attract the villagers, one to catch the wind, the other to dive into the secret room to check. ”

“When I saw the fire and the villagers went to the rescue, I went into the stone house.” Gao Shengcoln said.

“There's nothing there, empty, ruined. Half the statues are situated against the walls, which look like Huaxians in terms of clothing, with several bronze sacrifices scattered around them. When the time was rushed and it wasn't too hard to take away, I took pictures of them and left in a hurry. ”

“Upon return to the country, the bronze offerings were identified by experts as being from the Ming Dynasty, while the half-dozen idols were strange and not any known gods. ”

“Until later, a wild history expert pointed out that the prototype of the statue was most likely Wei Zhongxian, the archdeacon. After his death, many castrations died, fled, some well-informed, have long gone south to hide in Southeast Asia! That strange little village, most likely with the castration party, fled to Cambodia's descendants. Long ago, and behind closed doors, these people considered themselves gods worshipped. ”

When Gao Shengcoln said this, he looked up at me and Zhang Yiuwu and said: “So it's not a rumor, it's true! The little village I broke into was the altar of the ear gods. ”

“Okay!” I yelled happily and asked, “Do you remember where that village is? ”

“Of course I remember!” Kosheng Cold replied: “This is the only mission I have not successfully completed in 28 years! I went through the file countless times afterwards, and the latitude and longitude coordinates of the village were clearly remembered. ”

“Wonderful!” I tapped the table with excitement and shouted: “Xiao Meng! ”

The door of the inner house opened, Li Xiaomeng rushed to me, some strange glances at Gao Shengcoln and Zhang Yiuwu.

Naturally, I don't have time, and it's impossible to introduce him, who are these two people, and just reach out and say, "Give me your phone. ”

When I picked up my phone, I dialed Li Damer directly.

As soon as the phone calls, without waiting for him to make a sound, he commands directly: "Daimo, take everyone to Cambodia now! I'll send you latitude and longitude coordinates later! Faster, move now. ”