Chapter 5

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Encircled Village (4)

Pei Yu: “……”

She looked down at the fallen corpse puppet. The corpse puppet’s facial features were festering, and her head looked like a withered grass draped behind her, which was terrifying.

She recognized the rotting corpse.

This corpse was named Hua Niang when she was alive, and she was able to embroider good flowers. She is Sui Nong’s wife kidnapped from another place, and she has been here for many years.

Hua Niang was always smiling, she was a bit heavy, and she used to secretly bring Pei Yu and her mother things to eat. Sometimes it is a bowl of porridge, sometimes it is a few buns. For little Pei Yu, who competes with wild dogs for food every day, this smiling fat aunt is just as good as an earthly fairy.

But Hua Niang died more than a month ago. After Sui Nong was drunk, he used to hit her with a stick, and her screams rang everywhere, loud enough that the whole village heard. Her son walked slowly past the door and waved to the group of people who pricked their ears to listen to the excitement of good things.

The violence that day was exceptionally long, from midday to sunset.

Hua Niang’s crying and wailing became lower and lower, and finally turned into a weak moan. Pei Yu rushed into the yard to stop it, but was kicked out by Hua Niang’s son. No one dared to step forward, except for the old yellow dog who was fed the leftovers several times by Hua Niang. The old dog bit on Sui Nong’s leg tightly, but it was so old that he had all his teeth lost, and Sui Nong smashed it on the head with a stick and it died.

Hua Niang is also dead.

No funeral. That day, Sui Nong’s family cooked a pot of dog meat.

Smells fragrant.

In the usual days when people boiled meat, Pei Yu would always squat at the door of that household, waiting for a few leftover bones. But even if those people feed the bones to pigs and dogs, they refuse to leave it to her. So most of the time, she just went to smell it.

Smelling the fragrance, chewing twice with her mouth, as if she had eaten meat.

But Pei Yu did not go that day.

She ran to the Houshan mass grave, trying to dig a grave for Hua Niang. She didn’t have a shovel, so she could only dig with her bare hands, until her hands were dripping with blood, and she made a small pit. But she was too weak, Hua Niang was also dead, so that she couldn’t push her body into the pit because of the strength of a child.

The sky has darkened, the mass graves are like fireflies, and the tombs are piled up one after another. Who knows what kind of insects are starting to whine, a bit like many people crying.

Hua Niang was lying on the ground with a big wound on her forehead, her face was covered with blood, and she looked terrifying.

The seven or eight-year-old child is already very tired after doing so many things, no matter what kind of frightening place, she fell asleep leaning on the thigh of Hua Niang.

When she woke up the next day, she found herself sleeping in a bullpen. Two pieces of cloth were wrapped around the injured hand. The four corners of the coarse cloth were embroidered with small flowers, which was Hua Niang’s favorite pattern during her lifetime.

It rained at night, the mud in the mass grave was wet, Hua Niang lay in the mud with her hands folded, her blood on her face was washed away by the rain, her brows were serene, her lips raised, and she seemed to be smiling.

The child stood in front of the pit blankly, not understanding why Hua Niang fell asleep by herself. She stood there for a while, until her belly groaned several times, then she bent down and took up the soil to cover Hua Niang’s body, and put the two pieces of cloth, or handkerchiefs, in Hua Niang’s hands by the way.

Hua Niang was already dead, the corpse puppet under her feet was just a corpse stirred up by blood mist resentment. She didn’t have any consciousness, she would only kill, she would never squint and laugh, and could no longer embroider with needles.

People die like a lamp extinguished, like soup pouring on snow.

In just a moment of effort, the old things of the past were raised in Pei Yu’s mind. She was neither sad nor melancholy. If she had to describe it, it would be numb. She was about to look away, but was covered by someone.

“Don’t look,” Huai Bai’s palm was soft and her voice was soft, “don’t be afraid.”

Pei Yu was stunned, blinking her eyes, and suddenly burst into tears.

Huai Bai bent down, half-wrapped the girl, covered her eyes with the other hand, and comforted her softly: “Don’t be afraid, it’s just a dead person, there’s nothing to be afraid of. Jianyi, why don’t you know how to block it with your body, letting your junior sister see such a sight?”

Zhao Jianyi curled his mouth, his eyebrows drooped more severely, and he looked even more worried, “This blood mist is too weird, I didn’t notice the corpse puppet approaching. Blame me, the first time Yingzi saw the corpse puppet, she was so scared that she didn’t sleep for several nights. I feel that the little junior sister is also…well, I would have brought a Zhougong apparatus if I knew I was going out at this time.”

(T/N: -zi is added to the end of names for children sometimes, so it means Ying when she was a child; Zhougong means “God of Dreams” so whatever this apparatus is should help with nightmares)

Huai Bai also sighed, “Forget it, I don’t blame you. Blame me for not discovering it earlier, just blame me.”

They are all anxious to take the wrong on themselves, and between their words, they are more like peers than masters and disciples.

Zhao Jianyi sighed again, “This blood mist seems to be conscious, and I don’t know what it is.”

Huai Bai led Pei Yu, and Zhao Jianyi followed behind, walking along the village road together. This time they didn’t need to lead the way with Pei Yu, instead they carefully guarded her one after another.

Suddenly, Huai Bai stopped and said softly: “Someone is coming.”

Because of the blood mist’s induction, Pei Yu’s mind clearly showed the familiar figure of the three people who walked——Yang Ba and Song Wu were pale, looking around vigilantly, but Sui Nong was reluctant to walk in the middle. They were also lucky enough to get here unscathed.

After a few breaths, Zhao Jianyi also heard footsteps.

The three of them didn’t know anyone was standing quietly in the blood mist waiting for themselves. Suddenly they ran into three black shadows in front of them. They were so scared that they yelled, and Sui Nong fell on the ground with his legs soft.

Zhao Jianyi frowned, the sour expression on his face dragged longer, “Don’t yell, it will be troublesome if you call another corpse puppet.”

After a short period of time, the three from Yan Village calmed down. When they met Pei Yu, who was calm, they felt embarrassed. Sui Nong even opened his mouth and shouted, “Little bastard, are you not dead?”

It seems that the village head thought she was dead, so he sent someone out again, and Sui Nong also walked into the blood mist, which meant that he had compromised with the foreign surnames. Pei Yu didn’t care about them, but the other two were already dissatisfied.

Huai Bai’s brows lightly frowned, and she held the girl’s hand tighter.

Zhao Jianyi directly replied louder: “What do you call my junior sister?”

“…Ah, immortal chief.” Yang Ba saw Zhao Jianyi’s chest blazing, and immediately fell to his knees, begging: “Immortal chief, help us!”

Song Wu also followed and fell to the ground, begging.

Zhao Jianyi pointed to Sui Nong and asked, “You just now, what did you call my junior sister?”

Sui Nong glanced at the expressionless Pei Yu, and then at the angry young Immortal chief. He shook his fat head and big ears, and said with a shy smile: “I don’t know which one is the immortal chief’s junior sister?”

The corners of Pei Yu’s lips gradually evoked a very slight range.

The screaming of these people has attracted the corpse puppet, and the corpse of the flower lady not far away. Maybe Hua Niang’s obsession was not cleared before she died, and her resentment was too deep. When Sui Nong’s voice sounded, she was suppressed by the spell yet stood up swayingly and came here.

The man seemed to see something, his eyes widened, staring straight ahead without blinking, his face pale as paper, and his legs trembling.

The dark color on the crotch trousers fainted, dripping water sounded.

“Hua, Hua Niang…”

Zhao Jianyi pinched his nose, “It smells so bad!”

Huai Bai put the handkerchief in front of the child’s nose, and nodded in agreement, “It’s not just urine, but the whole body smells bad.”

Sui Nong had been frightened by the Hua Niang who was dripping with carrion, he burst into tears, and yelled, “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

But the two immortals generally stood not far away watching the show, and they didn’t mean to save people at all. Zhao Jianyi stroked his palms and laughed: “Hahahahaha!”

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