Chapter 281: Triple Danger

In the room.

Smoke filled the air.

Old Tang puffed on his wooden pipe, his eyes hollow as he puffed out smoke.

He told Wen Chao that he was the village guardian.

But in fact, he himself was just an old man driven out of the town.

It was just that his body was unexpectedly sturdy, and in the Village Without Burials, he had outlived batch after batch of old people, so he called himself the village guardian.

But in the last few days.

Old Tang felt that his body was a bit overwhelmed.

So his mood became very bad.

The group of people who appeared just now made Old Tang feel irritable from the bottom of his heart. These people had no taboos in their hearts and lacked awe for ghosts and gods. That stupid look made Old Tang nauseous.

"Maybe tomorrow morning, I'll have to get up to collect their corpses..."

Knock knock knock...

Just as he was thinking.

Old Tang's door was knocked.

Wen Chao brought Jiang Chun, and the two walked into the dim room. Smoke drifted out from the doorway, and the smell of meat soup surged into Old Tang's nostrils...

It was seen that Jiang Chun was holding a tray, and on the tray were two clay bowls filled with meat soup! For Wu Xian and the others, this meat soup was fishy and difficult to swallow, but for these elderly indigenous people, a mouthful of hot water was nectar, let alone hot pork and wild vegetable soup.

Jiang Chun carried one bowl of meat soup, walked to another old man in the room, squatted down, and fed the meat soup into his mouth.

Wen Chao nodded with satisfaction, then carried the other bowl of meat soup and handed it to Old Tang, who was trembling.

"Old brother, let's chat."

Old Tang sniffed the smell of the meat soup intoxicatedly, carefully took a sip, as if a warm current passed through his whole body, making him shake comfortably.

The wild boar meat in the meat soup was cut into small pieces. Although the old man's teeth were difficult to chew, it was not difficult to swallow.

Old Tang drank a bowl of meat soup dry and licked his lips.

He still hated these outsiders, but now he didn't want to see the corpses of these outsiders.

"It's getting dark."

"Let me give you a piece of advice..."

When Wen Chao came out of the room.

The sky was already dim, almost at the boundary between dusk and night. He stood in place and waited anxiously for a while, and then saw Wu Xian and the others, dusty and dirty, rushing back from outside the village.

In order to bury the old woman Wang, everyone's bodies were more or less stained with some filth.

The expressions of the five were not very good.

When they left the burial mound, they happened to see all the corpses nearby, whether they were dried corpses or white bones, all the heads were looking in the direction of the burial mound!

Even the corpses a hundred meters away were looking straight at it!

The hollow eye sockets, the rotting eyeballs, the sight of the dead corpses made the five of them feel a chill down their spines.

This made Wu Xian realize that all the corpses outside, even if they looked dead, were still alive in some sense! Perhaps last night, the walking corpses under the moonlight were these corpses thrown away in the wilderness!

They had just returned to the village when they saw Wen Chao beckoning to him.

"Those old people have loosened their mouths, and Old Tang gave me three pieces of advice."

"First, you cannot leave the village after dark."

"Second, you cannot go out or open doors and windows when there is moonlight... no matter what happens outside."

"Third, those who have violated taboos are not allowed to live in the same room as others at night... all of us have violated taboos. No matter for what reason, as long as a living person has entered a coffin, they will be found by disaster."

After Wen Chao finished speaking, Wu Xian also quickly finished his findings, and then the two quickly separated, and the thirteen people returned to their rooms.

... The old woman Wang, who had already died, was lying in a dilapidated coffin, mud pouring in from the seams of the coffin, falling on her body, and the faint sound echoed in her ears.

"Come out... come out..."

Click! The old woman Wang opened her eyes, the entire eyeball pitch-black, and she let out a shrill scream.

"Not enough!"

"Still not enough!"

Center of the village.

The bonfire used by Wu Xian and the others to cook was still burning.

Before Miao the middle-aged woman and the others entered the room, water had been burning here. The water brought back from the wild had to be boiled before it could be drunk, so a large amount of firewood was left in the bonfire, enough to burn for at least another hour.

But Wu Xian and the others had only been in the room for two minutes.

Whoosh! A cold wind blew, and the bonfire went out abruptly.

The first night in the true sense for the Lotus Juanren and newcomers who came to this Fudi began.

The entire village.

Except for the largest main room, the others were all adobe houses.

The one the old woman Wang lived in before was no exception.

The entire building had no bricks or tiles, the beams and doors and windows were wooden, the walls were mud walls mixed with dry grass and yellow mud, and the roof was thick dry grass arranged in an orderly manner.

Su Xuan found an oil lamp from somewhere and lit it. The dim yellow firelight illuminated the entire room, leaving shadows on everyone's faces, looking a bit eerie.

Before the two factions separated.

Wen Chao and Wu Xian discussed privately, so the two quickly exchanged information before dark.

In the initial argument.

Wen Chao actually belonged to the burial faction, and his joining the bystander faction actually surprised Wu Xian a bit.

But later Wu Xian thought about it slightly and understood why Wen Chao did this.

If Wen Chao also joined the burial faction, then these thirteen people would completely become two groups. If the conflict increased, it would be of no benefit to anyone, so Wen Chao took the initiative to join the bystander faction.

With him and Wu Xian circling between the two factions, the Lotus Juanren team wouldn't really split up.

After dark.

Temporarily nothing happened.

Wu Xian settled down and began to think about the three pieces of advice Wen Chao mentioned.

These three pieces of advice should come from the old people. Although not explicitly stated, they basically pointed out the dangers that Lotus Juanren and newcomers might encounter tonight.

There are at least three things in the night of this Fudi that can harm people's lives, and the abilities and habits of these three things are different.

The first type only operates outside the Village Without Burials at night and usually doesn't take the initiative to enter the village, so if there is no moonlight, it is safe to operate in the village at night.

The second type can operate under the moonlight and can enter the village, but cannot enter the room. This type of danger may have higher intelligence and the ability to disguise, attracting people in the room out.

Those who haven't violated taboos only need to deal with these two types of dangers to survive in the Village Without Burials.

As for the third type of danger.

It has no range of activity and may appear anywhere. As long as it is a person who has violated taboos, they will be attacked by the third type of danger!

And it is very likely that the more taboos violated, the higher the intensity of the crisis.

The bystander faction is better off, having only violated the taboo of entering a coffin, while Wu Xian and the other five of the burial faction have not only entered a coffin but also just buried the old woman Wang. How many taboos they have violated is only known to heaven...

Wu Xian licked his lips.

He was very curious about how this third type of danger would appear.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 282 =====