"What else could it be? I have to go and release that vixen." Ma Linghua was secretly plotting something.
"But Grandma, do we know the way?" Ma Lihua asked.
This sentence is like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the air.
Ma Linghua was stunned for a moment. A look of surprise flashed across her face, which was then replaced by helplessness.
She opened her mouth, but found herself at a loss for words to answer this seemingly simple yet crucial question.
Ma Linghua sighed, her breath seemingly filled with endless loss and melancholy.
"Alright, let's go back and rest! It seems we're not meant to be in this situation." Ma Linghua's voice was tinged with regret, her words filled with helplessness.
She turned around, slowly took steps, and walked towards the room.
Ma Lihua followed silently behind, sensing the resentment in her grandmother's heart.
Ma Hehua covered her mouth, not daring to laugh. She thought to herself, "Why didn't you come back to sleep earlier? Why did you have to go and cause trouble?"
The afternoon sunset was like a magnificent painting, dyeing the sky with dreamy orange-red and purplish-red colors.
The brilliant light shone on the earth, draping everything in a warm and mysterious cloak.
Amidst the breathtaking sunset, the group prepared to set off on their journey northward.
Deputy Chen led the way, his tall figure and imposing presence on horseback exuding authority and decisiveness.
The gun at their waist loomed faintly on their horseback, gleaming with a cold metallic light in the afterglow of the setting sun, as if reminding them of the potential dangers ahead.
It was around six o'clock, and a unique atmosphere permeated the rural roads of Hunan Province.
As the last rays of the setting sun gradually disappeared, darkness began to descend, and the entire village seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious veil.
"Ding-dong... ding-dong..." One after another, the crisp yet eerie sound of bells came from ahead, echoing on the quiet country road, sounding particularly abrupt.
Ma Linghua suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze instantly filled with vigilance and unease.
Her expression changed slightly, her brows furrowed, and a bad premonition rose in her heart. "Damn it, how did I run into a corpse driver?" she muttered to herself, her voice filled with impatience.
Corpse-driving has always been a mysterious legend in the Hunan province area.
It is said that those corpse-drivers can make corpses walk, sending those who died far from home back to their hometowns for burial.
However, for most people, corpse-driving is an extremely terrifying and bizarre thing.
Ma Linghua knew all too well that encountering a corpse-driving craftsman was never a good thing.
Her thoughts raced, recalling the terrifying legends she had heard about the older generation of corpse-driving masters.
The corpse-driving masters of today are not only more skilled than those of later generations, but they also possess some knowledge of Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination and esoteric arts).
The corpses, controlled by the corpse-drivers, moved mechanically, like lifeless puppets.
The corpse-drivers themselves are shrouded in mystery and eeriness. They usually wear black robes and black hats, their faces hidden in shadows, making it impossible to see their true appearance.
Some people's hearts began to race, and they nervously looked around to see how others were reacting.
Lieutenant Chen also heard the bell ringing, and his hand unconsciously reached for the gun at his waist, his eyes revealing vigilance.
The others looked terrified, some even trembling.
Ma Linghua knew that she had to remain calm in this situation, otherwise she could easily panic.
Thinking that she could get a free carriage and food expenses, she felt she should do something.
"Don't panic, everyone. Stay calm." Ma Linghua's voice wasn't loud, but it was full of strength.
She squinted as she looked ahead, judging the location and distance of the corpse driver from the constant sound of bells.
"Although the corpse drivers are mysterious, as long as we don't provoke them, there shouldn't be too much danger."
She continued, trying to calm everyone down. However, she herself was also filled with curiosity.
After all, the practice of transporting corpses is too bizarre, and no one knows what unexpected things might happen.
As the sound of the bell grew closer, the tension among the crowd reached its peak.
Ma Linghua stared intently ahead.
Finally, in the dim light, a blurry figure appeared in their sight.
A man dressed in a long black robe, holding a bell in his hand, was slowly walking towards them. Behind him followed a row of figures, swaying precariously as if they might collapse at any moment.
Ma Linghua's heart sank. She knew that it was the corpse driver and the corpses he was driving.
Unfortunately, this time the corpse driver was an extremely wicked person.
The corpse driver's face was hidden under a black hat, making it impossible to see his expression.
The bell in his hand kept ringing, the sound particularly jarring on the quiet country road.
Ma Linghua and the others watched quietly as the corpse driver and his body walked past them, the corpse driver's lips curling up slightly.
Ma Linghua felt a sinister aura emanating from her, sending chills down her spine.
After the corpse driver and the corpse had gone far away, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Ma Hehua suddenly shouted, "Mother, be careful!"
In the blink of an eye, Ma Linghua reacted as swiftly as a nimble leopard, quickly dodging the attack.
Her movements were clean and swift, and she successfully avoided danger at the last second.
Where she had just stood, a deep pit had appeared.
The crater seemed to have been created instantly by a mysterious and powerful force; the soil around its edges was still falling away, demonstrating the astonishing power of that force.
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