Chapter 159 Blood Cemetery "Dongsheng!" Ranran called Dongsheng's name happily, "Your mother has agreed that you can help us. There is no use pretending not to hear." Dongsheng stopped what he was doing when he heard this. He held a large handful of dead branches in his arms. Compared with his thin body, those slightly rotten dead branches seemed extremely heavy. A pair of black eyes looked over calmly, looking at him with a smile. In a short period of time, Dongsheng has already exceeded the task assigned to him by his mother. "At first glance, he looks like a man who knows how to work. Come over here and I'll say a few words to you." Dongsheng did not move, his thin body standing in the cold night wind. Ran Ran blinked, "I know your mother's consent is not enough. After all, choosing to help us is indeed a very risky thing." "So I will also give you conditions that will make your heart beat." "How did your mother become blind?"
There was a ripple in Dongsheng's eyes as calm as lake water. "I forgot that you can't speak." Ranran smiled, "Anyway, this is the condition I offer you." "The choice is yours now." After hearing Ran Ran's words, Dong Sheng remained expressionless, but his steps moved. He walked towards the door step by step without any hesitation. Just when Shen Dinghai thought he would listen to the village chief and enter the house to guard them, Dongsheng stopped. He stopped in front of the smiling Ran Ran, with a door full of yellow talismans between them. The smile on Ran Ran's face got bigger, "Very good, thank you for your support." "What you have to do to help us couldn't be easier. Stick this white talisman of mine on any yellow talisman." Ranran took a step forward and approached the door. A layer of light yellow light flashed past, but because no one left the house, it was not fully lit after all. She put the white talisman through the yellow talisman barrier that was invisible to the naked eye without triggering it, and looked at Dongsheng steadily. "You can simply think of this white talisman as a disabling talisman. Pasting it on an offensive talisman can render it ineffective without the user noticing." "It's so invisible." "The village chief won't find out, and your mother won't be in any trouble." Ranran clearly saw a little light shining in Dongsheng's eyes. He took the talisman without any pause, bent down and pressed it on the yellow talisman on the threshold. A pale yellow halo flashed and then disappeared. Ran Ran and Shen Dinghai and Wu Pannan looked at each other and smiled, ready to go out. They carefully got out from where the barrier was broken, but when they succeeded, they found that Dongsheng had placed all the branches he picked up on the white talisman. He pressed down the white charm with a branch.
"What are you?" Ran Ran looked at Dongsheng. Dongsheng pointed at the distant mountains behind the house. Ran Ran asked uncertainly: "You want to go to the work place with us? Lead the way for us?" Dongsheng nodded. The smile in Ran Ran's eyes became real. She did not point out that Dong Sheng's behavior of pressing the white charm with branches was unnecessary, but responded happily. "That's perfect!" That night. Ran Ran and the four of them were walking on a remote and winding path. There were overgrown weeds on both sides of the road, which could drown even a tall man like Shen Dinghai. From time to time there were rustling sounds. Shen Dinghai didn't dare to take a step away from Ran Ran. He glanced at Dongsheng who was leading the way and couldn't help but lower his voice. "Why did this kid's attitude change so quickly? How stupid is the village chief to put us in the home of someone who can easily rebel?" "He and his mother aren't acting, are they?" In the desolate and terrifying scene, Shen Dinghai suffered from paranoia and couldn't help but think of some weird conspiracy theories in his mind. "They must have their reasons for being willing to help us. As for whether they are acting...anyway, the situation is in our favor now." Ran Ran patiently explained to Shen Dinghai, "We wanted to come out, and now that we have come out, that's enough." I don’t know how long I walked, but there was a faint feeling of joy in the thin mist. Shen Dinghai was surprised and said, "Is this the sound of a suona? Did I hear it correctly?" His voice startled the crows in the treetops. "Quack--" The crow flapped its black wings and flew towards the back mountain, and its exciting suona sound was suddenly filled with an ominous meaning. "Who is playing suona on the mountain at night? There are crows..." Shen Dinghai pressed close to Ran Ran. Dongsheng turned around and pointed to the side when he heard the sound. It would have been better not to point at it, but Shen Dinghai was startled by the pointing of his finger, "Damn! There's a cemetery next to it!" Previously, because of the cover of the grass, they could not see that behind the withered yellow grass that was taller than a person was a cemetery that stretched far away. The distance between the tombs is relatively far, and if you look closely, they will appear sparse. However, if you look at the cemetery as a whole, the whole scene is quite spectacular. The cold color of the stone tablet shines through the cracks in the swaying grass. "Cemetery and crows are indeed a fixed combination, and there are also freshly burned paper money..." Shen Dinghai got closer and saw the unburned paper money falling on the withered grass. Black embers scattered little by little as the grass swayed.
There was only a little dark red left, almost invisible in the completely dark sky. Shen Dinghai suddenly froze, "This...isn't this right? Paper money..." He opened his eyes wide, "Shouldn't it be white?" Ranran took a step forward and reached out to push away the weeds. The vast cemetery appeared in front of everyone, looking blurry because of the dark night without moon. But no one can ignore the dots of red among them. "What is going on?" Shen Dinghai couldn't help shouting, "Red cemetery?!" "The corpse is getting married?!" Shen Dinghai's words were not a joke, but a question from the bottom of his heart. The dark red color is not only the red paper money scattered on the ground, but also the bright red paper flowers decorated on each tombstone, and the bright red incense candles burning neatly in front of each tombstone... The entire cemetery was filled with red, but it didn't feel festive at all. Instead, it looked eerie. The most densely red place is a large tomb located in the center of the cemetery. Four wedding candles are burning quietly in front of the cold stone tablet. Also thanks to these four wedding candles, Ran Ran and the others could barely see the scene of the tomb clearly while standing on the path. It's not quite right to say it's a graveyard, because it hasn't been covered with soil yet. Now there is no high pile of earth behind the stone monument, but only a huge deep pit. It was empty, no coffin, no body. The cold wind whimpered and blew through the deep pit, as if calling the owner of this tomb to come and sleep. "I'll kill you! Empty grave! There shouldn't be any zombies or anything like that?!" Shen Dinghai crossed his hands across his chest in a defensive posture. Wu Pannan frowned and said, "No matter what, someone in the village must have died recently, but they haven't had time to bury him yet." "Then the customs in your village are quite weird. You give red money to the dead instead of white money, and you dress up the entire cemetery like this." "No..." Wu Pannan murmured softly, "Our village does not have such a custom of dying." Shen Dinghai scratched his head, "Huh? He's not dead yet, but he's about to die? That's why he arranged it like this?" Ranran's expression became serious. When people light candles and ghosts blow out lamps, four of them remain in place and three of them are broken. There are three people and four ghosts. These four wedding candles were obviously not burned for the living. The owner of this tomb is dead.
Dongsheng took a deep look at the dark red color in the cemetery, and immediately looked away. He waved to everyone, indicating that the starting point was still further ahead.