Legend has it that some secluded tribes live on this mountain.
They worship mountain gods and believe that if they leave the mountains, they will lose the protection of the mountain gods.
At the same time, the less these villages that worship mountain gods interact with the outside world, the purer the power they retain, making them able to communicate with spirits and deities.
According to supernatural tales, it is not difficult to see that the so-called supernatural powers that can communicate with ghosts and spirits are actually the ability to bring people back to life.
"But all things have their cycles of growth and decay, so how could there be true resurrection? Therefore, I guess that those records of resurrection are just evil arts for creating walking corpses."
As Gu Xu spoke, he then added, "I inquired about the village's situation with Lan Jing yesterday, and I can confirm that the cremation custom has a long history. In the villagers' beliefs, it seems that only cremation can truly allow the deceased's soul to return to the earth and rest in peace."
His few words had already enlightened everyone.
No wonder the villagers were so afraid of the old man's body returning; they must be afraid of those so-called "resurrections."
It is almost certain that those reclusive groups are practicing some kind of evil art using corpses.
The villagers practiced cremation in order to eradicate those evil practices at their source, but they never expected that it would still be exploited by others.
They suspect that all the bodies that were cremated in the past have been stolen.
It was only because the old man from that family was secretly placed in the village by Huang Laopi in order to retaliate against the production team that they discovered the clues.
Li Wenhe frowned: "Is Huang Gu the one who has been stealing corpses for a long time?"
Luo Wenxin seemed to suddenly realize something: "So that's how it is! I was wondering why cremation was so popular in the surrounding area. The cremation sites are all here, right? The person who presided over the cremation ceremony in the past should have been Huang Gu, right?"
After Huang Gu died, it was clear that Huang Laopi did not take over this position.
There must be someone else hiding in the village, secretly stealing corpses.
Huang Laopi was an accident. After all, no one in the village dared to come to this cliff, for fear of disturbing the spirits of the dead; of course, they were also afraid of being taken to the underworld by their ancestors to become ghosts.
Mingzhuo walked over and kicked Huang Laopi to the ground.
"You still aren't telling the whole truth. Is it really as simple as just stealing a corpse? Don't you know what your fleet has been transporting?"
Old Huang stared at Ming Zhuo in disbelief: "You followed me?"
He immediately realized something was wrong. These outsiders had only arrived in the last two days, which was traceable, so they couldn't have been following him.
Gu Xu frowned slightly. "I smelled a strange fragrance on him... Did you transport a group of people across the river? Those people didn't eat or drink, they were like walking corpses?"
Li Wenhe and He Wangyao exchanged a quick glance. "Liu Shuang's parents!"
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Huang Laopi had no choice but to tell the whole story, trembling.
Actually, he first discovered the strangeness at the bottom of the cliff a few months ago, and he had already stolen more than one corpse.
Those people still wouldn't let him go, and later demanded that he transport a batch of goods across the river.
Old Huang usually hangs out in town and has made a bunch of shady friends.
In previous years, the area had a well-developed water system, and many people made a living by boat transportation.
Now that the water level is dropping every year, everyone is having a hard time, so they follow Huang Laopi and do some swindling, cheating, and forced buying and selling.
Because this group of people monopolized the shipping business and had a bad reputation, another group built a pontoon bridge for everyone to cross.
Upon hearing that the request was for transporting goods and that the other party was willing to pay, Huang Laopi immediately gathered about ten boats and, on a dark and windy night, went to pick up the so-called goods.
"I had no idea they were transporting people!"
Huang Laopi's cronies were immediately indignant. Transporting people and goods were priced differently; they accused the other party of being a swindler!
As was customary, the group first picked up the person and put them on the boat, but the boat stopped in the middle of the river and demanded money, otherwise they would not set sail!
Huang Laopi immediately sensed something was wrong; those people were not to be trifled with, and he was afraid of causing a backlash.
It was around that time that strange things began to happen.
The quiet passengers suddenly turned to look at them, their gazes unsettling and particularly eerie in the night.
The next second, several shadows pounced on him, pinned down his brother who was shouting, and bit him.
His brother dared to act so arrogantly because he was strong and burly, capable of taking on four people at once.
At that time, he was held down by two thin old men and could not move at all. Soon, his thighs were bitten and bleeding profusely.
Whether it was the smell of blood or not, the other passengers also looked at the others with gleaming eyes.
Huang Laopi had lived with Huang Gu for over twenty years, and he immediately realized something was wrong, so he knelt down with a thud.
The contact sitting at the stern then said, "Isn't it good to be alive? Why do you have to cause trouble?"
Then the other party lit an incense stick and had Huang Laopi take it so that each passenger could smell it, which calmed the restlessness.
Not only did the agreed-upon payment disappear on this shipment, but Huang Laopi and his brothers also had to pay compensation to the other party in order to save their lives.
As for the brother who was bitten, he was so frightened that he became erratic and acted strangely.
It was because of that heavy loss that Huang Laopi wanted to make a big profit from the production team, but he didn't expect Gu Xu to see through him and he got nothing.
He grew angrier the more he thought about it. He couldn't handle the group of people in the mountains, so how could he not handle these ordinary people?
They then devised a sinister plan: they obtained the old man's corpse and had the villagers drive the production crew away.
If he had known that this group of people were also looking for the cliff, why would he have gone to all this trouble?
Why didn't we just sit and wait to see them get into trouble? Now look what's happened, we've gotten ourselves involved, and now we probably can't escape the consequences.
Old Huang was filled with regret; he was so remorseful he could have kicked himself.
After hearing Huang Laopi's words, the shadow in everyone's hearts did not lessen, but instead became even heavier.
There were no ghosts guarding the bottom of the cliff, but the situation was even worse, as it turned out to be a group of mountain people who had secluded themselves from the world.
They were stealing corpses and smuggling people from outside into the mountains, most likely to perform some kind of evil magic.
Judging from Huang Laopi's description, the people on those boats probably weren't even alive anymore.
They encountered no obstacles on their journey, but were instead besieged by evil spirits and faced a very ominous divination sign when they descended the mountain, indicating that the other party was waiting for them to come to them.
Sometimes people are far more terrifying than ghosts and monsters; the journey ahead is sure to be fraught with peril.
"We can't leave now, are we?" someone asked fearfully.
Mingzhuo: "Wrong, they're doomed. I've already called the Xuanmen and special departments. They're involved in illegal activities; they're finished."
Everyone: "..."
Where does this blind confidence come from? We're completely trapped now!
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