A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village

Ch. 18

The screams are increasingly heard as Akbar approaches the center of the village, in another corner, Arman is also stopped because of the appearance of several ghosts and villagers who walk towards the middle of the village.

They walked while dragging a human, they pulled the hair on his head and forced him to walk to the center of the village square.

"Aaaaaaaaa—, nokk!."

"Aaaaaaaaa—!!."

The blood on Arman's face slowly disappeared. At this instant was his friend killed, tortured to death?

On Akbar's side, the same incident happened, only more cruelly. "Damn it!."

The villagers dragged them and drew sharp daggers to their necks and hands, allowing fresh blood to flood the land.

"Don't want to help?" asked Xiayu.

Akbar said with depression. “I don't like to gamble, especially betting with life,” Akbar shook his head, turned around and walked back.

Xiyu could only helplessly follow Akbar back, and finally managed to get the student saved by luck.

In the same way Akbar approached them and briefly explained the way of salvation. As per Akbar's instructions, they made it out of the village safely.

Sighing, Akbar was slightly relieved that he had found four people and one boy.

"Need a break."

Akbar still planned to take a short nap, but sleeping before was a kind of rest for him, but sleeping now was a kind of torture for him. The victim's screams and ghostly screams were uncomfortable, and there were always whispers like demons in his ears, it was like haunting him and not stopping all night.

Akbar did not find out why.

Using mind meditation was also a dead horse as a living horse doctor, but something else took him by surprise upon realizing it.

Buddhist meditation.

“Zen thoughts really come in handy?.” Even Akbar himself was somewhat surprised.

Akbar who was initially easily carried away by emotions and fell into the path of the devil, he would turn violent. This time there was no violence, and he could control his emotions.

Entering deeper into the ghost village, Akbar finds a strange statue that is very terrible. If gods such as Dharma Vajrayana would not be placed in the main hall, and the facial image of the statue was the opposite, a ghost-like face. Although there were no angry expressions, people still felt severe fear goosebumps.

The face of the statue looked at him coldly.

Akbar chose to go further and stopped when he saw, the villagers took some people and threw them into the middle of the altar, with their loud screams, Akbar just came and glanced at him. The students who had just stepped into the hall immediately exploded, turning into residual blood in one place, smiles expanding on the faces of those residents.

There is no guilt!

Akbar's hands trembled, his body trembling withstanding anger.

Akbar was startled and he broke out in a cold sweat: "The village is damned! This village is a real gate of evil, and can die at a glance. I don't know what those human predecessors used to do." Akbar closed his eyes and muttered, "How could they have achieved this moment, for fear of not knowing how many lives had been sacrificed?. "

Although Akbar had read and seen warriors sacrifice sacrifices in war, at least it was self-respect and for the sake of the country. What is in front of him right now ?

Akbar understands the other world across the street, he understands that he is different from his time at school, but this is more cruel and it is much more shocking than his own experience.

He hesitated a little, Akbar felt his body seem alive, and his entire body itched again, as if there were many small insects crawling under the skin. After a long while, Akbar only felt a trembling body, as if some sort of shackle had been cut off, and the indescribable and relaxed feeling disappeared.