There are actually many dangers in the rainforest where night falls, because all kinds of wildlife should appear at this time. If you are alone in this environment, it will be almost no different from being with beasts.

However, it is quite quiet near the Madula tribe, and the animals are not stupid. They know where to go and where they are dangerous to them. They probably were caught and roasted in this area, and they have been a large number of them over the years.

Wang Zan was like a night owl in the dark. At about nine o'clock after dark, he touched the place where the Madula people lived.

This is a village in the rainforest. It is quite large in area. At least there must be nearly a hundred wooden houses, which are arranged in a scattered manner. These wooden houses look basically old, and you can smell the strong smell of decay when you get closer.

Since there is no electricity here, it is almost pitch black at night. There are only a few houses where oil lamps seem to be lit, and people can still hear the movements of people talking.

This is the living habit in ancient villages. They rest at sunrise and sunset. There is no entertainment or entertainment, but the isolated life is absolutely quiet enough. At least the people here should not consider stress or anything else, and life is definitely unbearable.

Wang Zan watched in the woods for more than half an hour, but he had not seen anyone come out so much that he felt much more relieved. It was probably because almost all people fell asleep and didn't go out easily, so he started to move generously.

Starting from the outer area of ​​Madula, he first took a distance and encountered some black jars containing corpses along the way, but they all looked quite ordinary and there was nothing unusual.

According to Lan Jiayi's description, the place they lived when they came that day should be close to the left and right areas in the middle of the village. Then in the middle of the night, Xiaonan and Cao Nannan went to when they heard the movement, so she couldn't tell where it was. After all, most people in this place have no sense of direction.

If this happens, Wang Zan has to find that, he has to explore it bit by bit. This must be quite time-consuming. He has to find a place and beware of the environment under his feet and around him. His vision is not good, and he cannot use a flashlight, so from the past nine o'clock to half past ten, he didn't find the right place either.

Wang Zan was already a little quarrel. The environment in the woods was definitely very uncomfortable. Not to mention the scratches on his clothes, he would not know what vines or branches would cut the bloody mouths of his skin after walking for a while. Then, if he stepped on it, he would fall into the pit.

Wang Zan wanted to scold people, but this environment is really a life-threatening person.

Another hour later, Wang Zan was wondering if he could just stop tonight, and he would look for him again when the sun was about to dawn and he would not get up.

However, at this moment, Wang Zan suddenly discovered that a little swaying light appeared on his left, which was outside the village. He immediately did not dare to move anymore, and quickly squatted down and hid his body.

The door of one of the wooden houses opened, and three people walked out with oil lamps in their hands, then greeted several nearby houses. After a while, someone came out from several places one after another.

There were about a dozen people. They first gathered together to talk, and Wang Zan naturally couldn't understand what he said. However, Wang Zan later noticed that when the group of people were waiting, someone came over from a distance with a black jar, which was the kind of corpse. Judging from the posture of the other party holding it, it was obvious that the jar must be empty.

Wang Zan was stunned and muttered: "Empty? So many people stayed together and even brought this thing over. Could it be that they were going to bury the body, right?"

"Get up and have a mourning in the middle of the night?"

No matter how Wang Zan thought, he felt that the people in the Madula tribe were so weird and their behavior was extremely beyond human imagination. This was also a knowledgeable person, but it was the first time he heard such a new thing.

The person who was waiting for the can to arrive, the communication between the people was over, and then they surrounded them and walked inside.

Wang Zan frowned and looked around for a few times. He was wondering whether he should follow them, because if he followed their path, it was just in the middle of the village, and more than a dozen houses had to be interspersed. If he was not careful, he would be exposed when he went there.

But Wang Zan hesitated for a moment, and then followed decisively. He estimated that these people would be buried later. If he missed this scene, it might be difficult to see it again. After all, it is impossible for people to die in this tribe every day, right?

If you don’t see it with your own eyes, it is difficult to know what the process of the ulterior motives that Maduo pulls people to nurture.

Wang Zan followed quietly, trying to walk in the dark corner as much as possible. Fortunately, there were no lights around him, so his traces were not easily exposed.

On the way I followed the past, Wang Zan found that most of the houses were snoring sounds, and it seemed that he didn't feel anything about the funeral in the village. This was actually quite bizarre. The village was so big, and there was not much population in Madu. Not to mention a villager or a dog died, everyone in the village would probably know it, but except for the dozen people in front, other people actually thought nothing was the same.

After walking for about seven or eight minutes, these people stopped moving.

At the same time, Wang Zan, who stopped, obviously noticed that the nearby yin energy was a little heavy, giving people a feeling of gust of cold wind, and it seemed that a sound of bells could be heard.

Generally, this kind of crisp ringtone belongs to the category of soul-squeezing bells, which can ensure that the soul will not go too far or change after death, and it will be limited to a certain range.

In addition to the heavy yin energy here, there was also a particularly pungent smell in the air. It was obvious that this might be a herb, which was very irritating. After Wang Zan sniffed it a few times, he felt dizzy in his head, and almost didn't stand firm under his feet, and almost fell head-on towards the front.
Chapter completed!