Chapter 116: The Mark of the Underworld, Devouring, Yaoguandu, the Old Patriarch, the Land of Despair, I Come In (Part 2)
Terror!
Great terror!
A strong feeling of fear appeared in the hearts of the tribesmen who came to pay tribute to the old patriarch.
When they saw the thick and smelly fog around them, they were terrified and crawled back to Yaoguandu with the news.
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
For a moment, the entire Yaoguandu was in an uproar.
People began to gather together to discuss countermeasures.
As they talked, they began to accuse each other and started fighting.
They were all blaming each other and praising the good things about the old patriarch.
Guan Daniu, in particular, was pelted with several rotten eggs by the angry crowd and was beaten for a long time.
If he hadn't wanted to go out and look for a wizard, perhaps things wouldn't have developed to this point.
It's him!
It's him!
It was he who angered the old patriarch! In this moment of panic and fear, no one wanted to take the blame on themselves.
Instead of criticizing yourself, you should denigrate others.
Many townspeople who had lost their minds completely ignored the fact that they had also donated money and supplies to invite a wizard to move in.
They must be right. They are just deceived by the young generation headed by Guan Daniu.
"Beat him to death!"
"Beat him to death!"
"Guan Daniu, are you still human? Your martial arts were all taught by the old clan leader, who even gave you the secret medicine he collected to help you refine it. Otherwise, how could you be where you are today?"
"Guan Daniu's father is the former clan leader. He must be angry that the position of clan leader was taken away by the old clan leader. That's why he deceived us. Let's avenge the old clan leader!"
There were angry roars from the crowd.
Crazy, all crazy.
Repressed emotions need an outlet, and Guan Daniu is just the right person.
Two fists are no match for four hands.
In a short while, Guan Daniu, who was surrounded and beaten by the crowd, was beaten to the point of being unable to breathe.
After venting their anger, everyone dispersed in disappointment. They went home together to kill chickens and sheep to offer sacrifices to the old patriarch, hoping that the old patriarch would show mercy and let them go.
As night fell, an atmosphere of panic filled the entire village.
There was not a single big star to be seen in the dark sky, and the starry sky covered the entire Yaoguandu like an iron curtain.
Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.
On the fourth day, it was still dawn.
Yaoguandu suddenly exploded and someone screamed in panic.
Dead! All dead!
Someone come quickly!
At this time of year, basically no one can sleep well, and everyone's nerves are tense.
As soon as they heard the noise, all the surviving men, women, young and old in Yaoguandu climbed up.
Gouwazi was also among the crowd.
Gouwazi was a ruthless man from Yaoguandu who dared to fish out corpses from the Wujiang River. His courage was far beyond that of ordinary people, but he swore that he had never seen such a tragic scene in his life.
The ground was covered with body parts and blood, red, white, green and blue. All the young and strong team who went out to ask for help from a magician yesterday were dead.
Even the ox that pulled the cart was dead! The leader, Guan Da Niu, had his butt on the beam, and the rest of his body had been shredded into a pulp, with signs of being gnawed by some terrifying creature.
A kind of aquatic plant unique to the depths of the Wujiang River still remains at the scene.
Damn it!
How could this kind of aquatic plant appear in the home of the deceased in Yaoguandu?
Water was still dripping.
Still fresh! Fear! Fear! Fear!
Spread! Spread! Spread!
Everyone looked at each other, and one of the timid ones let out an "ah" and fainted.
The remaining few brave men hastily dug a hole, buried all the corpses on the ground, and then left.
From time to time, sobbing sounds could be heard in various rooms in Yaoguandu.
Daylight fell and a sun rose in the sky, but at this time Yaoguandu was shrouded in thick fog. The whole town was still gloomy and filled with an indescribable damp coldness.
There was also a foul stench coming from the mud deep at the bottom of the river.
Day 5.
Panic continues to spread.
New changes have taken place again.
More chickens and ducks died.
Suddenly, hundreds of people in the town said they had dreamed of the old patriarch.
Weird.
Hundreds of people had the same dream, the same scene, and even the words were exactly the same.
They dreamed that the old patriarch was sinking deep in the mud of the Wujiang River, his body turning white and swollen from being soaked in the cold river water, his body was gnawed by passing fish, and his white bones were exposed in some places.
At the bottom of the dark river, they saw a strange blood-red token embedded in the middle of the old patriarch’s chest. This was the only source of light in the dark river.
They saw the old patriarch's hair was soaked, and the white bones exposed in his jaw that was gnawed by fish were moving, and the bone frame was rubbing against each other, making strange sounds.
A sinister and spooky sound that could not be described in words suddenly rang in their hearts.
"I'm so cold."
"I'm in so much pain."
“A lot of fish are biting me.”
“I saw my bones.”
“It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!”
"Why do you do this to me!"
"Why!!!"
"In that case, then all of you come and accompany me!"
The sound stopped abruptly, and the colorful dream suddenly shattered, leaving only the endless sound of water and darkness covering the dreaming soul.
Waves of suffocation, severe pain, and gnawing feelings spread into their hearts.
As if they were sleep paralyzed, they tried hard to break free from this cruel, purgatory-like dream, but they couldn't.
I can only silently endure this pain that cannot be described in words.
When the last rooster crowed at Yaoguandu, the person in the dream struggled to get up from the bed in a cold sweat. His whole body looked like he was fished out of the water, covered in sweat and with a look of horror in his eyes.
By the way, the last rooster in Yaoguandu was raised by the old patriarch.
Ten years old buddy.
Day 6.
The dog, who couldn't sleep anyway, heard some rustling noises outside the window.
He plucked up the courage to open the window a little and looked out.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
This one look frightened him so much that he lost two out of six of his three souls and seven spirits.
Outside the window, I saw all the people who had dreamed about the old patriarch yesterday, standing in a line, with their hands on the shoulders of the person in front of them, walking slowly and straight towards the Wujiang ferry.
They staggered, their pupils disappeared from their eye sockets, leaving only the whites of their eyes.
Between their eyebrows and at the corners of their eyes are bulging purple-black veins.
Their faces were as pale as powder, their eye sockets were as dark as pandas, and their lips were ashen.
As if they had noticed Gouwazi's gaze, the people who were walking with their arms around each other suddenly stopped moving. They all looked in Gouwazi's direction, revealing strange smiles as if they were carved from the same mold, and then continued walking towards the Wujiang ferry.
Such a scene is chilling to watch.
However, under the quiet night sky, no one dared to speak, no one dared to stop it.
Because the brave Gouwazi clearly saw that an elderly white-haired mother was reluctant to let her son follow the team to death, and she cried and pulled her son's arm, as if trying to wake her son up.
Finally, the old woman's eyeballs gradually turned white and she joined the end of the team.
The moon is shining brightly, and the townspeople are lining up to head towards Wujiang River!
It’s the old patriarch, here to collect people!
In the dark night, the dog boy's heart started pounding and even his hairs stood on end when he saw this scene.
He could even hear the sound of blood rushing in his veins.
Day 7.
More than a hundred people in the town dreamed about the old patriarch.
"Don't sleep, everyone, please don't sleep!"
"I dreamed that the old patriarch was going to die!"
Gouwazi waved his hands excitedly and knocked on doors to tell the townspeople.
However, the townspeople who opened the door at this time all had dull eyes, numb expressions, and no life.
There was a couple who were even enjoying themselves in the moment, without any reservations, and were very generous... A mood of despair enveloped the entire Yaoguandu. People were dying every day, and there were even vicious cases such as rape and murder. Some people even hanged themselves.
The tragedies and comedies of the world are constantly being replayed in Yaoguandu.
It's like hell on earth.
However, at least a considerable number of people chose to follow Gouwazi's advice, actively storing food, looking for stimulating drugs, and actively saving themselves.
At the moment of life and death, even an animal has the right to survive, let alone humans?
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As he thought about it, Gouwazi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if a thousand-pound rock was stuck on them. Even the stimulation of a needle could not make him perk up.
He struggled to lean against the wall and smiled miserably.
After all, is there no way to escape the fate of death?
He had clearly tried very hard to survive.
Old Patriarch, it is I, Gou Wa Zi, who have let you down, and the people of Yaoguandu have let you down, but you have killed enough people, so stop it, old Patriarch.
Old patriarch, I'm sorry, I will return my life to you now.
Thinking of this, Gouwazi, whose mental will was stretched to the limit, could no longer bear it, and his eyelids slowly closed.
He was too tired and wanted to sleep too much.
In an instant he entered a dream. He heard the sound of flowing river water. He saw a group of horrible evil roaring and twisting at the bottom of the river. He saw the unrecognizable old patriarch. He saw a blood-colored token shining at the bottom of the river like breathing.
He fell asleep.
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Yi Chen and Xiao Miao were running hurriedly on the mountain road. Five days had passed since they last killed the Tyrannosaurus Rex.
After killing Brother Ji, the crimson points he gave to Yi Chen were not generous, only two hundred points, but Yi Chen still generously chose to forgive him and continued on his journey.
In the afternoon, the sun sets.
Beside a mountain spring, Yi Chen was roasting two huge lamb hind legs on iron skewers over pine charcoal, and the tempting aroma floated in the air.
"Roasting lamb legs really needs to be done with pine charcoal to make them more soulful and fragrant!"
"It has much more soul than roasting it with internal energy."
"Meow, come on. You're a cat who's bad at everything you do. You eat everything without leaving any residue. You've used up all the food in your storage ring. We have nothing to eat now." Yi Chen tore off half of the roasted lamb leg and threw it to the little cat.
It’s not that Yi Chen is greedy, it’s mainly because children can’t eat too much or they won’t be able to digest it.
The kitten caught it gracefully with its paws and cried out in protest, not knowing who ate more. Then it used two large leaves it got from somewhere as a cushion and began to devour the food.
After eating, he looked at the roasted lamb leg in Yi Chen's hand with a gloomy face and called him "Daddy" crazily.
"No more, no more. We will have nothing to eat before we reach Wujiang Prefecture. Your father can absorb the light, so you can just eat some wild fruits." Yi Chen said with a smile after sucking the grease off his hands and eating the last bite of meat.
The little cat cried out in protest, then jumped up a big tree, looked into the distance, and suddenly started shouting excitedly.
"Is there a town in the distant valley? Can I buy some supplies and rest for a night? Let me take a look." Upon hearing this, Yi Chen took out the map and looked at it carefully. The three small words "Yaoguandu" appeared on the map.
"Good boy, you are lucky to have come across a town that is not too far away."
"Okay, Dad will listen to you. Let's go here to rest and buy some supplies before we leave." Yi Chen said with a hearty smile.
(My writing skills are limited. I would like to refer to the scene in the later part of the story of the old corpse in the mountain village, Meiyi, where the protagonists put their shoulders together and walked into the deep pool. It is more vivid and exciting. I would like a picture. It is better to write about ghosts than Buddha.) (End of this chapter)