Linzi took out a box of matches, struck one, and muttered in a low voice: "It's okay, it can light the fire, it seems that the oxygen is quite sufficient, and it won't suffocate us." ” Linzi threw away the matchstick, I turned on the flashlight, and saw that there was a water urn more than four and a half people high in the cellar, and the smell of the potion came from there.
Each urn is covered with a round wooden lid, and the outer part of the urn has a layer of white water alkali, which looks a bit like an urn for pickles.
"What's in here," Yaqing asked us in a low voice as she asked us curiously, while lifting the lid of an urn.
Grandma Linzi just told us not to touch anything underneath.
The wooden lid in Yaqing's hand fell to the ground and screamed.
Linzi hurriedly covered his mouth, "You kid wants to kill us."
I saw Yaqing's face pale, and he pointed to the water urn in fear.
Linzi looked into the water urn, looked at it for two seconds, and then retreated again and again, he leaned against the earthen wall, breathing heavily, and his chest began to rise and fall violently.
He was about to vomit, but when he vomited, he made a sound, and Linzi held back stiffly with red eyes.
Wang Ying and I slowly walked to the edge of the water urn, and I held my breath and looked inside the water urn.
When I saw what was inside, fear was like a giant bird in my throat, struggling endlessly.
Wang Ying didn't look over, covered her mouth, stood far away, and tried not to look at the water urn.
In the urn was a corpse, soaked in some kind of liquid, not decomposing, the corpse curled up, half-floating in the urn.
It was the corpse of a young man, his ribcage had been opened.
"Who's that," Yaqing asked in a stammered whisper.
Wang Ying glared at him, "Shhhh Yaqing didn't dare to speak again, although his IQ is higher than ours, but sometimes he is not calm enough.
After all, he is young and has not experienced much, so he is prone to make a fuss and even forget what danger we are facing at the moment.
I looked at Linzi, his face was as white as a blank piece of paper, and he trembled, I had never seen Linzi like this.
He didn't say a word, and someone came outside, so I didn't dare to ask more.
You could hear that the people who knocked on the door had already entered the courtyard, but they were still in the front yard, and no one had come to the backyard.
I seemed to hear Grandma Linzi's voice.
"You are so bold that you dare to search me here."
Grandma Linzi's tone was full of displeasure.
None of them answered, and then I heard the gate in the backyard open.
"You're cursed like that."
Grandma Linzi is already angry.
"I just heard, there's a sound here, you just let us take a look at the cellar, and we promise not to touch what's inside."
One of the men said very respectfully.
"I heard that this sacrifice is still three people and animals, do you want to make up the numbers" Grandma Linzi's voice suddenly changed, gloomy and weird.
No one answered for a long time, probably frightened.
Then I heard someone trotting over, "Big brother, look at this." ” The person who spoke was also a man, sounding a little older.
"Look, what is this?"
the first man to speak seemed to question Grandma Linzi.
She didn't speak, but quickly left the backyard with the men.
I don't know what's going on out there or what they found.
After a while, Wang Ying couldn't help but say, "Could it be that we have been discovered?"
"Probably not yet."
I thought for a moment and said, "If you find out, you'll come down to us for anything." ” Wang Ying and Yaqing nodded, but Linzi still didn't speak, his face was extremely ugly, as if he hadn't heard what we were talking about just now, and he had been distracted.
After a while, Linzi slowly walked to the front of the urn, picked up the wooden lid that had just fallen from Yaqing's hand from the ground, and covered the urn again.
"The person in here is my brother."
His voice seemed to be very uncomfortable, and it was especially difficult to say these words.
I was very shocked, Wang Ying and Yaqing took a sharp breath.
Linzi said that his brother was sacrificed alive, and when he saw his brother's heart being gouged out, his brother cried out in pain and helplessness, but no one saved him.
It was their biological parents who killed his brother with their own hands.
The corpse in the urn had indeed its chest cavity opened.
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Unexpectedly, after so many years, the corpse's facial features only appeared slightly swollen, and did not appear to decompose.
It's just why Linzi's brother's body appeared here, and why did they take such a form to preserve the body It seems that even Linzi doesn't know the answer.
I looked at the other three black-brown urns to see whose bodies belonged to them, but I was scared because I didn't know what I would see.
And Linzi was also hesitating at the moment, he took a few deep breaths, walked to the front of another water urn, grabbed the edge of the wooden lid with his hand, and just as he was about to open the water urn, the mouth of the cellar was opened.
Grandma Linzi's voice came: "Come on, the people are gone." ” Linzi let go of his hand, hesitated for a moment, put down the wooden cover, and turned away with a gloomy face.
We climbed out of the cellar one by one, and Linzi looked at her grandmother and asked, "Why did my brother's body have to be put in that urn, and why couldn't he rest in peace when he died?"
Grandma Linzi's face also changed, and anger flowed from her majesty, "It's not that you won't be allowed to touch it."
Before she finished speaking, Linzi asked in a categorical tone: "You just need to tell me, why do our family still have any ulterior secrets, why did my parents kill my brother in the first place, and now they want to kill me" "I can't explain it to you."
Grandma Linzi's answer was very simple, "Not only our family, but there are too many secrets in the village, and they are too terrible, and it will not do you the slightest benefit to explore the truth." ” She looked at Linzi and then at the three of us firmly, "You just need to remember that at three o'clock this afternoon, when the sacrificial ceremony begins, no one will pay attention to you at that time, leave the village at that time, and never come back." ” "If we don't leave, I want to find out why my parents are doing all this, what happened to the people in our village, I don't believe that good people can accept such a bloody and horrible thing."
Linzi became very persistent, and the scene he saw just now touched him too much, which made Grandma Linzi angry and anxious.
"Why are you so stubborn, what do you know, the village is like this, what are you seeing, I've seen it all my life, and I've seen it more cruel than this."
Grandma Linzi trembled, and her tone was full of disgust and disgust, which confused me.
"What could be more cruel than boiling people, and what could be more terrible than sacrificing living people to ghosts and gods," Linzi retorted.
"Absolutely.
Because they can do anything."
Grandma Linzi's voice was hoarse, her wrinkled face began to twitch, her eyes were red, and two lines of old tears flowed down. t1706231537: