When the carriage slowly walked to the gate of the village, three millstone-sized objects were seen from afar and blocked the only way to enter the village! Old Man Huang's face changed suddenly, as if he was afraid of seeing a ghost.

Lin Fengjin could see clearly at this time that the three millstone-sized things were three very exquisite bronze drums. The largest one was like a pot lid, and the small one was like a large plate. It was very beautifully maintained. It was golden in the afterglow of the sunset. The sides of the bronze drum had sharp sun texture with sharp angles, which was as slender as a needle.

The surface of the copper drum has clear embossed frog patterns. These poured frogs are huge in shape, with a blank body, protruding between the eyes, four feet stand upright, and wearing braided straps, which are very exquisite and luxurious.

In addition, there was a feathered man dancing to the sky in the center of the bronze drum, and below this man was a lit bonfire, as if he was going to burn it to death.

Lin Fengjin frowned and said:

"What does this mean?"

While trembling, Old Man Huang whipped hard and whipped the horse's butt to make him run quickly. He was originally caring for and cherishing the animals as if he were children, but he showed unprecedented rudeness and impatience!

"One drum breaks the way, two drums lock their life, three drums cut off their souls!! This is the soul-breaking drum of the Dongren!"

Seeing that the village was quickly left behind, Old Man Huang finally recovered a little, grabbed the water hyacinth beside him and poured FAW into the air. Then he coughed violently, and finally gasped:

"There must be a plague there!! And it's an extremely fierce plague of death!"

It turns out that in the customs of the Dong tribe, the bronze drum is a symbol similar to the Central Plains tripod vessel. It is ineffective and can be called the authoritative object of the lord of the village, and it is very sacred and dignified.

Once you encounter major events such as sacrifices, a bronze drum will be placed at the entrance of the village to show that something big happens in the village and no one else will enter. If you enter without authorization, it is possible to be whipped and imprisoned.

When the entrance of the village is erected on two sides, it means that there is a fatal thing in the village. Such a fatal thing may be to soak the man and woman who have affair, or it may be to have a bloody fight with the rest of the villages because of the water and field. It may also be to have a rare live sacrifice! If you enter the village in this case, you may face the intruders and will have a fate that will last forever.

When the three-sided bronze drum was standing at the entrance of the village, it means that the people here were completely desperate and dedicated all the honors, power, life, and everything in the village was completely dedicated to their frog god, Blodo, hoping that the gods could accept their dedication and forgiveness.

But the most terrifying thing is that if God refuses to forgive, then there will be no living creatures in the entire village, otherwise it will be a blasphemy to the gods!!

Old Man Huang has to run this business road three times a year, and he has been running for more than ten years. He has been in Fangkang County for more than thirty years, and has only changed his career in recent years. He has seen the road of one drum and the life of the second drum locking him more than ten times. However, this is the first time that the legendary soul-breaking of the three drums has witnessed it with his own eyes!

Although the sunset is still shining brightly at this time, what falls on people is not warmth. It seems like a burst of chill. Those mysterious talks that once were by the fire pit and the mysterious legends in the aroma of Baogu wine all jumped out of the memory of Old Man Huang.

Although he was old, he wanted to live a few more years. When he saw his grandson marrying his wife and his thatched house was turned over to a large blue brick house, he refused to show his whip to the animals and quickly threw away the village that had fallen into terror and weirdness.

***

It was already dark.

Although the sunset sank below the horizon, it still stubbornly tried to continue to resist the darkness, so there was still a red like ashes in the west.

Humans are born with the same light-tactic nature as moths. The only difference is that they know not to hurt themselves while catching light. So almost everyone in the carriage is looking at the red, and at the same time, they feel the darkness slowly coming.

But for some reason, Lin Fengjin had a strange hope that the darkness would come faster, and even he himself did not know when this transformation would take place------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This is a world without street lights and flashlights. So if you want to travel at night, you can only walk in front of you with a torch and lead the way. Even so, it is easy to cause the animal to step into a sunken hoof and then break with force. Because this situation is very common, there is an idiom to describe it, that is, the horse stumbles its hoof...

So if there was no important matter, few caravans would rush to travel overnight, even on the official road. For Lin Fengjin and his group, they would probably not be able to catch even if they wanted to travel overnight.

This is because although the two animals dragging the carriage were good horses selected by the Lin family, they were exhausted in the evening and were driven to life by Old Man Huang, so they were already extremely tired at this time. Even if they didn't pull the carriage, they would be exhausted on the road if they just walked a few miles.

"Can't leave anymore." Lin Fengjin frowned and jumped out of the carriage, and said to the old man Huang who was still a little scared: "If you continue, then we will be the only one who will carry the horses tomorrow."

"But..." Old Man Huang looked behind him in panic. The village was already more than ten miles away. Even if it was not dark, he would definitely not be able to see it, let alone the wilderness that would soon be out of sight?

Lin Feng first took the water bag and fed the horse water, then took out two and a half large pockets from the carriage, all of which were fried soybeans, then added a handful of salt to the pockets and handed them to the mouths of the two horses pulling the cart. The two horses immediately sniffed and started eating greedily.

“Where is the nearest village?”

Old Man Huang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and he regained his rationality and said respectfully:

"It's the one behind us."

Lin Fengjin frowned and waved:

"That ghost place is indeed evil, and I don't want to look back. I mean the village on the road ahead."

Old Man Huang said with a bitter face:

"The nearest village is also fifty-three miles..."

Lin Fengjin sighed, and the horse's warm tongue licked the palm of his palm, constantly sweeping away the fragrant fried soybeans and salt, so itchy. In this case, Lin Fengjin did not make any suggestions, but asked the professional.

"Linde, what do you think we should do now?"

Lin De jumped off the carriage very quickly, and there was no sign that he had broken his arm at all.

For Linde, the horse is an extremely important place at least at some stage of his life: it is a means of transportation, a friend, a toy, a food, a bed, a stool, or even a betrothal gift... He grew up completely on horseback, so Linde approached these two horses and said simply:

"If you bleed, it will be fine to rush to the next village before dawn. Of course, the premise is that the horse does not lose its hooves along the way. Once it rests, the horse will die."

"What if I don't bleed?" Lin Fengjin said.

"At most, go to the ** place?" Lin De said with certainty: "After all, they dragged us around 60 miles during the day."

Old Man Huang hesitated for a moment and said:

"Walking two more miles ahead, there will be a fork. At the end of the fork, it was originally a Han village, but unfortunately it was abandoned a few years ago. However, after walking along the fork, there should be a temple dedicated to the local gods. When I saw that temple last time, I hid in it for a while. There should be no problem when I stayed in for one night."

The god of jealousy is an evil god believed by local people, just like the Wong Tai Sin Temple in the north. However, Lin Fengjin heard the six words "should be no problem" clearly and said in confusion:

"should?"

Old Man Huang smiled bitterly:

"I went in to shelter from the rain two years ago, and it was daytime. There were also a group of local people who were sheltering from the rain. Seeing their appearance, they looked a little nervous and panicked, but unfortunately, they refused to say anything. They left in a hurry as soon as the rain was raining, and it seemed that they were very taboo.

Lin Fengjin glanced at Lin De, and the four servants who followed behind remained silent, with thick-shouldered and round waisted, smiled and said:

"Just go there. It will most likely rain tonight. Don't talk about people at this time, even if the animals are wet all night, they have to lie down."

The group of people walked on torches and walked for nearly an hour before they reached the temple that Old Man Huang mentioned. The reason why the mere three-mile road was so far was that the fork to the temple had been abandoned into a small path, which seemed to be stepped out by birds and beasts. If they were not carefully identified, it would be difficult to detect.

Here, Han people and Dong people live in mixed places, so their faith is very complicated. This temple is still quite solid. There are three main halls and back halls, which at least means that there are still many believers nearby. Otherwise, a shrine would be dismissed.

Lin Fengjin had to be more careful in the wilderness, so before entering the temple, he sniffed deeply, and his brows frowned. He was determined not to go in, but the vast fields were everywhere, but there was no better place than this. But if he stayed here, I was afraid he would not be calm tonight.

However, Lin Fengjin is not the boy who is powerless. At this time, the sound of wind in the distance has also become rapid. If you can look up like the daytime, you will definitely see the dark clouds in the sky pressing down. (To be continued...)
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