Chapter 71: The Cycle of Life and Death

  I really did live in this house for a long time, and many things happened here, leaving countless memories.

  When I saw this house, these memories suddenly emerged from my mind. Those sad, heart-wrenching, and desperate memories.

  Then I felt all my strength being drained away, and I had a feeling of instability, my body swayed twice.

  This house is Wang Dajie's house. The faces of the hanged old man, Xiao Liang and those villagers appeared in my mind. I was caught by the hanged old man because of this village. On that night, the people in this village sold me out, and on that night, I witnessed the Water Ghost Granny taking action against the village without stopping her.

  As soon as I saw my body sway twice, the coffin old man hurriedly supported me: "What's wrong with you? Did you recognize this house?"

  I took a glance at the old coffin, shook my head and said: "No, let's go in and take a look."

  After finishing speaking, I led the way forward and came straight to the door of Wang's house. In my heart, I was very nervous. I was afraid that I would see a terrible scene inside the room.

  But I clenched my fist and slammed it heavily on the door. With a loud bang, the door opened, and everything in the room was revealed before my eyes.

  The room I pushed open was the one I lived in. After pushing open the door, I saw that everything inside was still the same, only now it was all messy and disorganized. My bed had been overturned onto the floor, which was littered with a pile of miscellaneous items.

  I suddenly thought of Wang Dajie, and hurriedly walked towards the other rooms. As a result, I pushed open one room after another, only to find that all the rooms were the same, with everything in disarray, but not a single person was seen. After searching around the house for a while, I still couldn't find any trace of Wang Dajie and her son.

  I turned around and walked out of the house, feeling a sense of loss.

  When I see Aunt Wang and them, I feel lost; at this moment when I don't see them, I also feel lost.

  But anyway, Wang's family has already left, this isn't the worst news, maybe they've successfully escaped. On the side, Coffin Old was nervously looking at me, I stood up and said: "It's fine, let's continue on our way."

  The coffin maker hesitated for a moment, then nodded. We turned around and walked towards the village. Along the way, I saw that the village was filled with white bones everywhere.

  I remember that when I left the village that day, many people had already died in the village. Although there were still some survivors in the village, the number of dead was really too high. At this moment, I saw that the bodies of those who had died were still lying where they had fallen.

  This shows that after they died, no one came to collect their bodies. The village is still the same village, but it's shrouded in white fog, the corpses are still these corpses, only these corpses have rotted beyond recognition, almost turning into white bones.

  As we walked through the village, we didn't meet a single living soul. On the contrary, halfway through, we kept hearing someone hiding in the thick fog talking to me and the coffin old man.

  He just said a few words, repeatedly saying: "You came? Why did you come? Why did you leave in the first place?"

  I and Coffin Old heard the sound turned our heads to look, only to see in the white fog there were about a few people. However, those were obviously not living people, so we two didn't pay attention and continued walking forward. Unexpectedly, as we walked, Coffin Old suddenly stopped.

  I looked at Coffin Old in confusion, only to see his face suddenly turn extremely ugly. I was even more confused: "What's going on?"

  "The old man in the coffin suddenly said: 'We have arrived at our destination.'"

  I stared blankly: "So soon?"

  The old man in the coffin suddenly pointed behind us with his wooden finger and said to me: "We just came out of the peephole."

  The old man's fingers were stiff, pointing forward, and I saw his fingers trembling non-stop. I couldn't help but look up, in front of us was the village where Wang Dabai was, and we had just walked out of it at this moment.

  I looked at this village and then looked at the old man's fingers on the coffin, and I was stunned as if hit by a stick.

  Then, the two of us stood still, staring at the village shrouded in white fog. The white fog churned, and the village appeared and disappeared. In this white fog, there seemed to be some human figures, swaying back and forth as they walked.

  Then, for some reason, a multitude of questions emerged in my mind. What's even more bizarre is that these questions didn't arise from my own thoughts, but rather seemed to be whispered by many people around me.

  "Haha, are you stupid? Didn't you understand what he said? This is a trap."

  "At first, you abandoned this village and left them to fend for themselves. You should have thought that the Water Ghost Granny was going to make a move here. She killed the people in advance and let their souls wander around the village. Now, this dead man's village is the best choice for her lair. And you, with your own hands, made all of this happen. You are an accomplice to the Water Ghost Granny."

  Is this the cycle of cause and effect?

  It's been a long time, and I finally came back to my senses. Looking around, I found that the coffin had already taken me out for a good distance. At this moment, the old man was wiping cold sweat in batches, with a frightened expression.

  "Just now I said let's go to that village, and suddenly the sense of direction disappeared. It turned out we had already entered the blind spot. The blind spot is indeed the most dangerous place in the entire dead end, we are lucky."

  Listening to the old man talking in the coffin, I fell silent beside him. In my heart, many "whys" emerged. Why did the village happen to be this one, and why did I encounter the Water Ghost Grandma in this very village back then? And why was it that after leaving Lao Shan Village, the first place I came to happened to be this village again?

  When I thought about the reason for this series of events, all the hairs on my body suddenly stood up, feeling like a basin of cold water had been poured over me, and my whole body was alternately hot and cold.

  I remembered that when I first came to this village, it wasn't me who came here myself, but was brought by someone else. At that time, I was on the mountain and fell asleep due to exhaustion. When I opened my eyes, I found myself being taken back to the village by Wang Dajie.

  That's right, it's her, Wang Daxiang (Wang the Great Aunt).

  At this moment, when Wang Dajie's face emerged in my mind, I felt even more confused. Because I thought of these things and suddenly found that something was not quite right with Wang Dajie.

  First, I was brought into this village by Wang Dajie. Then I met the kid who was bullied, met Xiaoliang, and encountered the hanged old man. Along the way, every single thing had Wang Dajie's involvement.

  In the end I was caught by Lao Lao's corpse and when I returned to the village, Wang Dabing's son had an accident again.

  Is it Wang Dajie again?

  And Wang Datie's son was the one who was harmed by the Water Ghost Grandma, when I went to the riverbank to help Wang Datie's son, I encountered the Water Ghost Grandma again. So I brought Wang Datie into this village once more.

  Finally, the Water Ghost Granny took action against this village, and almost everyone in the village died. However, Wang Dabao was the only one who didn't have any trouble at all.

  When I thought of this, I was already covered in cold sweat. I had been cheated by that seemingly weak middle-aged woman on the surface. And why I broke out in a cold sweat wasn't because I discovered Wang Dasa was the murderer.

  But instead, I found myself being played from the moment I left Lao Shan Village.

  Then, in a flash, I thought of Wang's aunt's face and her voice. At this moment, I suddenly felt that the voice was so familiar?

  When I think of Wang Dajie's voice, another person's voice appears in my mind, also a woman's voice. She seems to have said something to me, which I vaguely remember.

  "Don't think you can hide and escape, what's due will always come."

  This sentence was something I heard when I was in Laoshan Village. At that time, Wu Xianyi had been injured and returned to the village like a puppet. He had just woken up for a short while when a man who lit lanterns during the day came to the village.

  Later, Wu Xian asked me to follow that person and see which direction she was heading in, whether the lantern in her hand had gone out or not. I chased after her, she stopped and said this one sentence to me.

  After that, something happened again in the old mountain village. The livestock suddenly died all at once. Wu Xian asked me to go up the mountain to find that lantern, and then extinguish the fire inside the lantern before going to the ancestral temple in the village to play the human skin drum.

  My human skin drum was obtained from there.

  It suddenly dawned on me that everything made sense. This Wang auntie was the one with the lantern. I had been played around by her, but it wasn't until now that I finally came to my senses.

  I felt a wave of weakness and sat down on the ground with a thud. Beside me, the coffin bearers raised their heads to glance at me with puzzled expressions, but they didn't come over to disturb me.

  Just then, the sky had slowly darkened. Coffin Old said: "Once night falls, this place will be extremely perilous, it's a matter of life and death, looks like we'd better retreat, the farther the better."

  I nodded and immediately followed the old man away from the coffin. As we walked, I kept feeling that someone was following us in the fog. I constantly looked back, but didn't see anyone.

  As we walked, we found a hut. This hut should be temporarily built by the mountain guard when he guarded the mountain. Seeing that the sky was about to completely darken, we prepared to rest here for one night.

  Who knew that when we pushed the door open, there were already several people sitting inside. These few people dressed up and didn't look like villagers, but rather rich people. The few people looked very young, estimated to be around twenty years old.

  I and the old coffin maker stood at the door, stunned. I looked inside because I saw that these young people were very kind and were greeting us: "Are you here to stay overnight?"

  Seeing the young people's kind faces, I felt a little relieved. But at this moment, the coffin maker pinched me and whispered to me: "Master of Gu".