Chapter 291 The Past of the Incense Master

Some people died quietly at night; some people were scared to death because of something; others began to age rapidly, and their bodies became hunched, their hair turned gray, and their teeth fell out despite being in their prime...

The situation became more and more serious as time went on, so that the whole town gradually became a ghost town, and all the living people hid in their homes and dared not step out of the door.

During this period, it was not that no one thought about escaping or asking someone to come and solve the disaster, but unfortunately, as soon as they walked out of the town, they became confused and eventually hanged themselves facing somewhere in the south of the town.

But there was only a dilapidated temple of the God of Longevity in the south of the town, and nothing else.

Perhaps because they realized that there was something wrong with the temple, some brave people in the town began to secretly connect with each other.

They remembered a long-standing legend in the town, that is, when there was a disaster that could not be solved by manpower in the town, they would offer incense and candles and living sacrifices to the God of Longevity.

Of course, the living sacrifice should be a half-grown child, so that the God of Longevity would be satisfied.

So the townspeople finally chose several families with children, including the family where the incense was, and he was one of the living sacrifices.

Anyway, I don’t know how others persuaded the incense owner’s parents, but in the end, the incense owner had the best day in his memory.

That day, he wore new clothes sewn by his mother, ate the lard dumplings he had always missed, and got the coveted wooden horse... That day, he was sent to the sedan chair for offering to the gods by his parents in the gray morning mist.

That morning, the town seemed to be lively again. The doors that were originally closed were opened, and the townspeople who had been hiding and could not come out also gathered on the street.

The wooden houses on both sides of the street were black and moldy, and the red couplets on the door frames faded, leaving only a pale background and faint ink marks. The bluestone slabs on the street became bumpy due to raindrops from the eaves and were covered with slippery moss.

Sitting in the sedan chair for offering sacrifices to the gods, the young incense master looked at the silent and heavy-faced townspeople in front and behind him. For some reason, he always felt that they exuded a heavy death aura.

Especially those townspeople who looked a little old, occasionally looking at him with eyes as creepy as evil spirits.

But soon they came to the temple of the God of Longevity, which had been simply repaired at this time, and a brand new offering table and incense burner were replaced.

But the statue of the old god of longevity still looked very mottled with dust, because no one dared to clean the statue.

Then the incense and candles were lit, and the smoke curled up. The incense master and other children were placed in front of the statue of the God of Longevity in the long tune of the old man presiding over the sacrifice ceremony in the town.

Before coming here, they were repeatedly warned not to run around or talk nonsense. As long as they waited until the ceremony was completed, they could eat what they wanted and wear new clothes...

The short sacrifice ceremony was quickly completed, and then the townspeople quietly dispersed, but they did not go far and were all paying attention to whether the God of Longevity would enjoy the offerings.

As the townspeople left the incense master, the children who were used as living sacrifices gradually became bolder. They couldn't help whispering, or some greedy guys reached out to other offerings on the table.

Only the incense master stared at the incense sticks in the incense burner that had been completely extinguished and remained silent. Since the incense master's family was a funeral shop that made incense and candles, he was quite familiar with some taboos.

People are afraid of three longs and two shorts, and incense is afraid of two shorts and one long.

And now the incense burner is the most taboo situation, but before he could react, the greedy child began to cry while holding his stomach.

This scared the other children so much that some huddled up and cried together, some began to jump off the table and run towards the town, and some hid directly under the altar.

The incense master was the one hiding under the altar, because he seemed to have heard the elders in his family say that the place under the altar was the safest.

Soon the child who was crying while holding his stomach gradually lost his voice, and his body gradually turned into the bruise color of a dead person.

The incense master had helped other families with funerals with his father before, and had seen the dead spots that were unique to the dead.

At the same time, the children who ran out also began to have problems one after another. Some fell to the ground while running, and some seemed to be caught by something on their ankles. No matter how they struggled, they could not move at all, leaving scratches on the ground.

And this situation was still spreading inside the town. The townspeople who were watching were also horrified to find that their skin began to become old and wrinkled. Some people were fine just now, but suddenly they couldn't breathe, and then they found that they had become old and decrepit.

Some people felt that their bodies were getting heavier and heavier, and even some palm prints appeared inexplicably on their bodies. In the end, they were directly crushed to the ground alive by the huge weight, and then their bones were broken and their bodies turned into meat paste.

Only the young incense master hiding under the altar could see some vague pictures clearly in fear and fear.

The child who died holding his belly was now covered with a dead person wearing a shroud, with a pale face and cloudy eyes, lying on top, as if gnawing something.

The same thing happened to the child whose feet were grabbed and unable to escape. He was also grabbed by a dead man in a shroud, who was now grabbing the child's waist and abdomen.

At some point, a group of corpses in shrouds began to wander around the town, and all the living people became their targets.

"Pah, pah, pah"

Just when the young incense master was trembling with fear and didn't even dare to breathe, a corpse also in shrouds appeared in front of the altar.

Then, there were creepy screams and harsh scratching sounds on the altar. It was a child who was too timid to run away.

"Baby, baby, come, eat, eat, eat"

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came to the young incense master's ears, and he saw an old woman in shrouds holding an extinguished incense stick and handing it to him.

Looking at the other party's palms covered with corpse spots and blue-black bodies, the young incense master was almost scared crazy, but he didn't go crazy after all, and didn't move. No matter what the old woman did, he didn't move like a statue.

In the end, the old woman left, leaving only a few unburned incense sticks on the ground.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, no more corpses in shrouds appeared. The hungry young incense master crawled out from under the altar in a trance.

Then he saw that the dusty statue of the god of longevity had cracked, and rotten and foul-smelling corpse fluid oozed out from the cracks.

The corpse fluid flowed onto the ground, onto the altar, and onto his body, turning into corpse spots that could not be washed away...