Villager of Destiny

Chapter 27 The Death of the Blind Old Man

The old drunkard's words also silenced Uncle Ghost.

After waiting for a while, he said calmly: "Let him choose."

I was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment I felt Uncle Ghost's gaze.

And the old drunkard's eyes never moved away from me from the beginning to the end.

I felt a little guilty, but after thinking about it for a while, I still said: "The Lingling Coffin is very important to me."

The old drunkard sneered.

"Is it more important than death?"

I nodded, and I didn't know where the courage came from, so I directly met the old drunkard's eyes.

The old drunk suddenly laughed.

But soon his smile subsided, and after a cold snort, he turned around and left.

I looked at his back, but for a moment I had mixed feelings and some doubts.

What was it that caused him to have such a deep fear of Zhenling Coffin.

I just mentioned it, and he thought he would die?
While I was thinking, Uncle Ghost's voice came, interrupting my thoughts.

"Let's go."

"It's time to go back."

When I came back to my senses, Uncle Ghost had continued to beat the gong and move forward.

I was full of doubts, but seeing that Uncle Ghost didn't have any ideas to tell me, I had to hide my doubts in my stomach for the time being and continue to follow Uncle Ghost.

Fortunately, Uncle Ghost did not take me around the village this time, but took me to one of the houses with candles.

I have noticed this room before, it is next to the ancestral hall of Fengling Village.

The furnishings inside are almost the same as those in the old drunkard's house.

The only difference is that the black and white coffin has changed from one to two, one big and one small.

The big coffin lid was open, and a quilt and pillows were still placed inside, while the small coffin lid was tightly closed, and there was a brazier next to it, with some paper ashes inside.

Before I could say anything, Uncle Gui pointed to the big black and white coffin and said, "You can sleep in it tonight."

I froze for a moment, and the corners of my mouth twitched slightly.

"Sleeping in a coffin?"

Uncle Ghost said indifferently: "The house is simple."

"If you mind, sleep on the floor."

"I'd better sleep on the floor." I subconsciously said that I didn't notice the faint smile on the corner of Uncle Gui's mouth when he said this.

After hearing what I said, Uncle Gui didn't talk nonsense with me, he took out the quilt from the coffin and threw it to me, and then he lay down neatly in the coffin.

I want to ask more about Zhenling Coffin, but Uncle Ghost’s snoring has already been heard from inside the coffin.

I was a little speechless and touched my stomach at the same time.

The old drunkard who came here before only ate some peanuts, and was kicked out after just a sip of wine. He was still hungry at the moment.

I thought I could find something to eat at Uncle Ghost.

But it never occurred to Uncle Ghost that he didn't mean anything in this regard.

I had no choice but to hug the bedding and find a suitable place to lie down.

It was a bit cold on the ground, so I could only wrap my whole body in the quilt, and then curled up into a ball to try not to feel so hungry and cold.

However, as soon as I lay down, I felt a sense of drowsiness swept over me, and my eyelids became inexplicably heavy. I just struggled a bit, but I couldn't open my eyes.

Faintly, I heard the voice of Uncle Ghost lying in the coffin.

He said, "Sleep."

"Sleep if you want to sleep."

His voice seemed to contain some kind of special power, which made me feel inexplicably at ease, so much so that at this moment I forgot that I was still hungry, also forgot the cold, and even forgot that I was still in Fengling Village This is an unfamiliar place.

According to what the old alcoholic said, this place seems to be a place where death may occur at any time.

And in fact.

I did careless.

When I woke up, Uncle Ghost's house was already full of people. Although I was still in the bedding, a hemp rope had been wrapped around my body at some point. It would not be an exaggeration to say that I was tied up.

Uncle Ghost was surrounded by a group of people with an ugly expression on his face.

I looked over, except for the old drunkard, no one I knew, but except for three people including the old drunkard, all the others were blind.

They were the only people left in Fengling Village.

I was just tied up by them.

My heart sank slightly, I didn't understand what happened, so I quickly shouted: "Uncle Gui, why did you tie me up?"

Hearing my voice, the more than 20 blind old people looked at me in unison.

Although they were all blind, their white eyes made me shudder at this moment.

I can clearly feel the hatred on them.

It's hatred for me.

This made me feel even more inexplicable.

Uncle Ghost said with an ugly face, "The old blind man is dead."

I froze for a moment.

"It's not all..."

Before I finished speaking, I saw the old drunkard staring at me. Although his eyes were not as if they wanted to eat me like those 20 blind old people, they were also full of disappointment.

Only then did I realize that Uncle Ghost was talking about the old man who was blind in one eye that I first saw.

"how is this possible?"

I can't believe it.

The old drunkard just walked towards me, his voice a bit cold.

"Boy."

"What did you do last night?"

I am a little confused.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I was with Uncle Ghost last night."

"I fell asleep when I came here."

"Uncle Ghost can testify to this."

The old drunkard glanced at Uncle Gui with an ugly face.

"you sure?"

Hearing this, I was even more confused.

"Could it be that you think I killed people?"

"Who else but you?" At this moment, a blind old man in sackcloth sternly shouted, "Who else would kill him except you?"

"I've said it a long time ago, the people who come to look for Zhen Ling's coffin will definitely kill us."

"Even if he didn't kill the person, he definitely has nothing to do with him."

"I……"

I looked at Uncle Ghost.

Only then did I notice that Uncle Ghost's eyes were red with an ugly face.

I just wanted Uncle Ghost to testify for me.

The old drunkard snorted again: "You did rest here last night, and the ghost boy also testified."

"But this thing..."

The old drunkard took out a piece of red paper from his body and threw it on the ground.

"City God stickers?"

I froze for a moment.

The old drunkard said coldly, "Only the village guards are eligible to own this City God sticker."

"It was found next to the remains of the old blind man."

"Besides you, who else could it be?"

"Isn't Uncle Ghost a village guard? Doesn't he have one?" I looked at Uncle Ghost.

Uncle Gui sighed slightly.

"I do have a City God sticker."

"But each village guard has a different City God sticker."

As Uncle Ghost said, he took out a stack of papers from his body.

But it is not red paper, but yellow paper.

"What else do you have to say?"

(End of this chapter)