Chapter 53 (1/2)

The whole Sanshui village is shrouded in black fog, and only the vague black outline is left in the woods that we walk through in the daytime, which is more shadowy and gloomy.

Xue Meng followed Jiang Jiu step by step.

Jiang Shu gave him his mobile phone. The flashlight on the mobile phone didn't have a large lighting range, and it could only just light up the road under his feet. Xue Meng had to pay attention to his feet all the time to keep up with Jiang Jiu. He noticed that Jiang didn't need lighting and walked flat in the dark.

With curiosity, he was a little out of control and began to brag again: ”why do we have to walk there? Can't you fly? ”

It seems that human beings are omnipotent in their understanding of monsters, especially Xue Meng who watched Jiang GUI bite off the head of the bird. Jiang Shu is more powerful than a strange bird, so he should be able to fly, right?

Jiang Gu looked at him sideways: ”do you want to fly?”

Xue Meng said: ”think, who didn't have a dream when he was a child?”

Jiang Shu asked him politely, ”then I'll take you to fly?”

He was too slow to walk and wasted his time. If he hadn't taken care of Xue Meng's fragile heart, he would not have walked on two legs.

”Good... Ah!!”

Before Xue Meng finished a good word, he became a scream.

The black beast took him in his mouth, grabbed the tree on all fours, climbed to the top of the tree quickly, and then leaped between the tree crowns like walking on the ground. The surging black fog and fuzzy shadow of the trees were trampled under his feet, and even the sound of the wind whistling past his ears became clear.

“……”

Xue Meng couldn't move. He took a deep breath. His weak protest was dispersed by the wind: ”what I want is not this kind of flying!”

It's not like it's on TV at all.

Jiang Jiu's ears trembled, pretending not to hear his protest.

In the twinkling of an eye, they arrived at the end of the forest. Jiang Jiu stopped at the top of the tree and looked down. At the end of the forest was a continuous hillside. At the foot of the hillside, there were stone graves in a semicircular shape. Because of a long time, the cracks between the bricks and stones were filled with dust, and weeds and withered vines grew. The only trees with crooked branches in the cemetery were also entangled by the vines, leaving only the twisted dead branches extending to the sky.

The cylindrical black building seen in the daytime stands behind these stone tombs, with its back against a low hillside. After a close look, I found that it was actually a tower with three stories, about five or six meters high. The top of the tower was drum shaped. The body of the tower was made of dark gray bricks and stones, and all the sides were sealed. The only two passages were the rectangular openings on one side of the top of the tower, and several small holes distributed around the body of the tower.

Those black fog, from these stone tombs and tower constantly escape.

Xue Meng wanted to count the number of stone tombs, but he was dazzled. He murmured in a low voice: ”how can there be so many stone tombs?”

There are no tombstones in these stone tombs. The tombs protrude from the ground like cages. After a long time, they feel more gloomy and terrible.

Jiang Jiu's red vertical pupil narrowed and jumped down from the top of the tree.

Xue Meng didn't dare to scream this time. He covered his heart that was about to jump out of his throat and said to Jiang Jiu sincerely, ”next time, we'd better walk. I think it's good to walk, healthy and exercise.”

Jiang Shu blinked and arched him with the corner of his head.

Xue Meng was arched to sit on the ground by him, and his eyes were still floating: ”I don't think there is any sense of reality now.”

Then he pushed Jiang's brain bag to one side: ”don't take your mouth to me, or I always think you will bite off my head in the next second.”

The scene of the strange bird being bitten and turned around is about the biggest psychological shadow in his life.

Jiang Shu no longer deliberately scares him. He turned into a human, squatting down and staring at Xue Meng's right hand: ”what's under your hand?”

Xue Meng suddenly looked back and saw a gray hand bone scattered in the disorderly dry grass. Half of the hand bone was stuck in the crack of the brick in the stone grave, as if it was sticking out of the grave.

And his hand was just pressing on the bone of his hand.

Xue Meng:!!!

He got up again and again, bowed respectfully to the grave for three times, and said something like ”I didn't mean to, you adults don't remember villains.”.

Jiang Shu squatted down and dug a gap in the grave along the crack of the brick exposed from his hand bone to reveal the inner situation.

Xue Meng complained and looked at the dead bone in the grave in surprise: ”how can this grave be hollow...”

Then he thought of something, and his face turned white.

”This is... The living grave?”

Among the posts about Sanshui village he read before he came in, one talked about living graves.

With a low hum, Jiang Shu pointed to the dead bone in the grave and said, ”the old people over 60 years old in Sanshui village should be here.”

The tomb of the living, as the name suggests, is the tomb of the living.

Earlier, people in some places believed that the old people would die after 60 years old. If they did not die, it would damage the happiness and longevity of their descendants, which is called ”living descendants' longevity”. A healthy old man over sixty is not welcome by his descendants. The descendants will build a grave with bricks and stones to accommodate just one person, place the old man in the grave, and add a brick to the meal once a day. After 360 days, the gap in the grave will be completely closed. Even if the old man is buried.