Chapter 126 Chapter 126 Believers

"Help!" Jiang Cheng shouted without hesitation.

The originally peaceful atmosphere was broken, and several footsteps approached here immediately.

The dark-skinned man arrived first because he had just walked a short distance.

He stared at the man and woman in front of the pond with his black and white eyes wide open, with a puzzled look on his face.

At this time, Jiang Cheng slowly turned his head and met Chen Xiaomeng's unwilling eyes. She had retracted her legs at this moment, and had no intention of kicking Jiang Cheng into the pond.

"What's going on?" The village chief and his group finally rushed over panting, and asked with a horrified expression when they saw the two people by the pond.

He began to regret bringing everyone here. It looked gloomy here, and it would be better if nothing happened.

"Nothing," Jiang Cheng replied calmly, "I just saw a woman's face in the middle of the pool. Now that I think about it, I might have seen it wrong."

Although he said it easily, the village chief obviously didn't think so. He became nervous and his lips trembled. "A face"

"Yes, a woman's face," Jiang Cheng turned his head to look at Chen Xiaomeng after he finished speaking, but gradually, as if he had discovered something, his pupils shrank and his face twisted.

Everyone noticed the strangeness in Jiang Cheng's expression, and all followed his example, staring at Chen Xiaomeng.

But of course they couldn't see anything unusual.

Just when the latter was stunned, Jiang Cheng screamed in a shrill voice: "Oh my God! Her face is exactly the same as the face in the water!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd was silent for a few seconds, and then it was like a pot of boiling water.

The dark man closest to Chen Xiaomeng, Jiang Zhongyi, and the other man jumped back at the same time as a conditioned reflex. The village chief reacted faster than them. He threw away his crutches and turned around and ran away.

It was not until he ran behind Pei Gan that he regained some sense of security.

He took the cane handed over by the man, leaned on it with one hand, and turned his other hand behind his back, leaning forward slightly, with a calm and peaceful expression.

In a moment, he turned back into the appearance of the head of the village.

"Little master!" The village chief's pupils jumped, and suddenly reacted, and then lowered his voice and asked: "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? The face in the pool is indeed this girl"

"Heh," Chen Xiaomeng sneered, "You can believe what this lunatic says, where is the stone tablet with the curse? I want to see the stone tablet."

The prudent Pei Gan seemed to have seen the subtle relationship between Jiang Cheng and Chen Xiaomeng, and did not hold on to this matter at the moment, but turned around and let the village chief lead the way to find the stone tablet.

Stepping on the mossy stones under their feet, everyone walked very carefully, and just like that, in a few minutes, the group came under a giant tree.

The giant tree was extremely majestic, as thick as four or five people hugging together.

Looking up, the tree canopy blocked out the sun, and everything covered under the tree canopy was blurred with only a faint black outline.

The dense vines wrapped around the tree trunk, like a huge net.

The village chief swallowed his saliva, walked forward, and used the crutches he carried to dig at a certain position under the tree. After a while, several dead plants were moved away, revealing a corner of the stone tablet.

Although the stone tablet was in the dark, it exuded a strange green light. As soon as everyone approached, they felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to everyone. In the previous mission, some important clues would also give people a similar feeling.

It seems to be right.

Zhou Rong's eyes became hot.

After cleaning the plants attached to the stone tablet, the bloody words behind the stone tablet were shocking.

The handwriting was sloppy, and some of them overlapped, indicating that the person who wrote it at the time had no extra energy to proofread. According to the village chief, Zhao Xiangmei was almost blind at that time.

The bloody words on the stone tablet are timeless and bright as if they were just written with a brush dipped in blood. Just by staring at these bloody words, you can feel Zhao Xiangmei's despair and resentment at that time.

After looking at them for a long time, I felt dizzy.

"In the end, Zhao Xiangmei's body was found in front of the stone tablet. When she was dying, her hands were still on the stone tablet." The village chief stood on one side, and it was hard to tell what kind of expression he had on his face.

Jiang Zhongyi stood alone at a distance from the stone tablet. The feeling of palpitations had not subsided. He put one hand into his clothes and kept making the sign of the cross on his chest.

He is a devout believer.

But he was not devout a long time ago, but recently, to be more precise, half a month ago, after he survived the last mission, he became so devout.

He clearly remembered that his last mission was in a Catholic church.

On the way to being chased by the ghost, it was the huge cross on his head that fell, slightly delaying the ghost's action, which made him survive.

It was also from then on that he felt that his heart, lost in the nightmare, had finally found its home. He entered the temple of the Lord and was protected by the Holy Light.

The power of mortals is insignificant. Only by relying on the power of light can we fight against the devil.

Chen Xiaomeng knelt on one knee in front of the stone tablet, touching it with one hand from top to bottom. Her face was cold and it was hard to tell what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaomeng's face changed.

"Village chief," she turned around and asked, "Did anyone in the village ever plan to destroy the stone tablet?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he spoke: "Yes, after the curse spread, the men who were still breathing in the village were in danger. Later, 7 or 8 strong men were selected, and they found a sunny day, brought tools, black dog blood, big roosters, etc., and went up the mountain to destroy the stone tablet."

"They thought that if the stone tablet was destroyed, the curse would be broken." At this point, the village chief choked up. Slowly, he raised his head, his eyes red, "The person who took the lead is my brother."

"What happened to them?" Li Lu asked softly.

"They disappeared." The village chief rubbed his red eyes, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen. "The bodies were later found near the town. The scene was particularly tragic."

"Where are their bodies buried?" Jiang Cheng suddenly asked.

Zhou Rong's slightly opened mouth closed again quietly. He also thought about this problem. After all these years, the number of people killed by Zhao Xiangmei in the village was probably not a small number.

But they found no cemetery near the village.

Hearing this, the village chief's expression turned even worse.

At this time, the man who followed the messenger suddenly spoke. He had a grimace on his face, like an angry little daughter-in-law, "Wherever you dare to create a cemetery, it will be the end of it if it is burned down by a fire."

"If any family dares to gather the bones for burial, not only will the cemetery be opened up the next day, but the bones will be thrown everywhere, and then," he said with a cold look on his face, "the living members of this family will also be in bad luck. "