Wu Xintong held it in her hand and said with a smile: "My fate is up to me, not to him!"

"Okay, since you don't believe it, I won't force you, but no matter what happens, you must follow me."

"Of course, you can't get rid of me."

Wang Gui looked gloomy, looked at the window warily, and took out the compass from his backpack.

Seeing the compass pointer trembling wildly, Wang Guiyi frowned and said: "Don't be poor, Erpi must be careful. The compass reminds us that there are all dirty things around here. Look behind the trees on both sides, there are eyes. What's wrong with this place?"

So much dirt."

Wang Guiyi was so frightened that so many ghosts appeared from nowhere.

Indeed, the yin energy here is frightening. According to my observation, there are countless ghosts standing behind those trees, at least thousands or hundreds.

"Erpi, isn't it a ghost king who has been born again? With so many little ghosts appearing, there must be an order from the ghost king. It seems that Yanmen is not easy to break into."

Indeed, if a single kid fights alone, he won't be able to make any waves.

But if there is a ghost king in this issue, the nature will be different.

They have cohesion and combat effectiveness, and are very aggressive.

As they were talking, the car drove to the entrance of the village. On the big stone at the entrance of the village were written three characters: Io Sheng Village!

The name is so straightforward that you can immediately tell what it is about.

The village is all made of stone houses and looks a bit backward, but with access to traffic and electricity, it is much better than the Eighteen Villages in Widow Town.

As soon as I entered the village, I was stunned by the scene in front of me.

Because the ghost spirit in this village is stronger, how could this happen? Could it be that this is hell?

There is a large playground in the center of the village. A group of villagers knelt on the playground to worship with solemn expressions.

There were about two hundred people, old and young, kneeling on the ground, praying for a good harvest this year and good health for their children and elderly people.

There were chickens, ducks and fish on the altar, as well as a statue of a goddess.

An oversized incense burner was filled with incense. It turned out that these little ghosts were attracted by the incense.

But when we saw the name on the tablet, we were not calm.

The word "Ghost Mother" is written on it, which means that these villagers are not worshiping gods, but ghosts!

Wang Gui was mumbling something. He was muttering the soul-binding spell and swinging the mahogany sword in his hand to drive away ghosts.

"Grandma, we haven't even reached Yanmen Pass yet. Why are there so many brats? Isn't Yanmen Pass a hell on earth?"

As soon as Wang Guiyi finished speaking, a man in his forties walked over from the opposite side.

"Young men, are you from other places?"

The villagers facing us said to us.

"That's right, from Binhai!"

"No matter where it comes from, go and offer incense first to worship."

I asked in confusion, what are you worshiping?

"Worship the Ghost Mother!"

The three of us were pulled to the front of the playground.

An old man in his sixties was standing in front of us, leaning on a cane.

The man said, this is the old man with a long beard in our village.

I clenched my hands into fists and said, "Hello, village chief, the three of us are from Binhai and we are passing by here to disturb you."

The village chief looks a bit older, his beard and hair are gray, and his waist is hunched.

The skin on his face was wrinkled. He nodded and said, "It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away. It's also fate that they can come to our Tiaosheng Village. Please give some incense to the ghost mother first, and wish her peace."

Wang Guiyi said curiously: "I have seen people worshiping the Lord of the Earth, Lord Guan, and various gods, but I have never seen anyone worshiping a little ghost. It's really strange."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers all stood up fiercely.

Wang Guiyi was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva.

"How can you talk like this? If you dare to disrespect our ghost mother, get out of our village."

"Yes, get out of our village and let the little devil give you some color."

It was as if these villagers had been brainwashed to protect the ghost mother.

I immediately tried to smooth things over and explained: "I'm sorry, everyone, we are new here and don't understand anything. Please understand."

"Let me tell you, the Ghost Mother is the patron saint of our village. Whoever is good to us will be worshiped by us. We don't recognize any great gods or earth gods, but we will recognize the Ghost Mother."

"Yes, you will pay the price for disrespecting the ghost mother. Get out of the village."

At this time the bearded old man waved his hand.

"Everyone, please be quiet. These young people are from other places and do not understand the rules of our village. Give them a chance."

The male villager took some sticks of incense and handed them to me, Wang Guiyi and Wu Xintong.

Wang Gui said bluntly: "Do you know that your village is haunted? It's these incense that attract countless little ghosts. Aren't you afraid of getting into trouble and making your home uneasy?"

"Haha, it's because of the blessing of the ghost mother that we won't be afraid of the little ghost."

Wang Guiyi and I were confused after hearing this, what exactly does this ghost mother have with three heads and six arms? Could it be that the ghost mother they worship is the leader of these little ghosts.

Wu Xintong looked disgusted, put the incense in my hand, and said unhappily: "These ignorant villagers, there are no ghosts in the world, they are still worshiping, they are too stupid."

"Wu Xintong, be careful if trouble comes from your mouth. If you still want to follow me, you must listen to me and don't do anything evil. Otherwise, I will send you back now."

Wu Xintong couldn't help but took the incense from my hand.

In order to find out the truth of the matter, the three of us went to the countryside to do as the Romans did and offered incense to worship the ghost mother.

This calmed the public anger.

"I said, old man, why do you worship the Ghost Mother? Is there any story behind this?"

The long-bearded old man held up his hands, faced south, and bowed respectfully.

"The ghost mother has been very kind to our village, so we have to worship her to show our loyalty."

"What great favor does he have to you?"

"Of course you outsiders don't understand. Our village used to be very peaceful. Since the ghost mother's blessing, we have had good harvests every year and there have been no casualties."

The long-bearded old man was sitting on a chair nearby, leaning on a cane.

He wiped his gray beard and said, "I will tell you about the deeds of the ghost mother and the origin of our secret life village."

It turns out that decades ago, family planning control was very strict.

In some families that favor sons over daughters, the phenomenon of superborn guerrillas will appear.

So I was always running around trying to give birth to a son.

This place is surrounded by mountains and sparsely populated, so many families who have made a living hiding here have settled down.

Unexpectedly, a place with mountains and rivers would become the home of the guerrillas. The feng shui here is good and the population is prosperous, not to mention the wealth.

Slowly, there were more and more people here, and it became known as the Iolsheng Village.

The more people live there, the more strange things happen.

Because we wanted to build a house, we dug up the foundation. As soon as we dug, we discovered that there was a mass grave under our ground.

Because of the age, the bones are rotten.

Since then, the labor force in the village has often disappeared strangely, resulting in many widows in the village.

For the sake of balance between men and women, sons-in-law can only be recruited from outside.

Over time, there are fewer and fewer men in our village.
Chapter completed!