Vanilla felt that she was about to collapse. No matter where she went, she always felt that there were malicious eyes staring at her from behind.

Moreover, Vanilla also felt that not only people were ill-intentioned towards her, but even the stationary furniture in the house was spying on her.

Vanilla began to reject the tallest wooden cabinet in the house. The wooden cabinet was like a giant staring at it at night. She looked at it in her sleep. Maybe the nightmare she had recently was caused by this wooden cabinet.

Vanilla asked her father to get the wooden cabinet out. Zhang Wangcai followed his daughter's instructions one by one. He didn't ask for a reason and didn't say much. As long as he could do it, he didn't even complain. He was like an old cow surrounding his daughter.

Wander around.

Vanilla didn't dare to go out. People kept dying and accidents happened in the village. Everyone no longer trusted each other. Even his father no longer had the kind and kind eyes in his eyes, let alone those

How can someone who has nothing to do with me be kind to me?

Vanilla believed the rumors spread by the villagers that her brother Zhong Kui was indeed dead. It was very likely that Wang Ermao, who had turned into a ghost, had his blood and brain sucked out. Maybe he had turned into a dried mummy now.

When Xianghua thought of this, she felt very uncomfortable. She tried to rush out of the village several times, but was blocked violently.

Vanilla was still having that terrifying nightmare. Whoever she dreamed about would die. Each death was more horrifying than the last. The bodies of the dead were not collected and buried by their relatives, but by those who broke into the village and wore red armbands.

He was carried away.

Some villagers began to flee in the dark night. Those who survived escaped into the gloomy Purple Bamboo Forest. They were never seen again. The remaining people in the village talked about these people who escaped into the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Life or death?

‘Fake Sven’ is dead, he died in Vanilla’s dream.

Vanilla never dared to look at the man's face, but she still saw that familiar figure from his back.

Dad's words became less and less, and he could only say three sentences to Xiang Xiang at the end of the day: "Eat breakfast, lunch, dinner..." and then they went to bed with their thoughts on their minds.

People in the village were panicked, and the village security guard had lost his official pretensions. His face had lost its shiny color, and gloom had taken over his face. His whole person was listless, and his mother-in-law was crying in the house all day long.

For some reason, Vanilla suddenly wanted to go back to the past. She came to the reservoir countless times and stood there for several hours until her father's rickety back appeared.

The people in the village are a little afraid of the appearance of Vanilla. She has been silent recently, and then suddenly appears behind people. Tell you briefly that you will die tonight!!!

But after hearing what Vanilla said, everyone would be so frightened that they would run home and seal the windows tightly, even leaving the mouse holes untouched. But the next day, someone would turn into a cold corpse and be killed.

Put on a stretcher and carry him out of the house...

The number of people in the village was gradually decreasing, and the village guardian and his family suddenly became polite to Zhang Wangcai. They gave him unconditional gifts of sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn, rice, flour, etc. that had been stored for many years.

A discerning person would know at a glance that the village protector did this because he was afraid of death. He was bribing Zhang Wangcai, hoping that Huahua would not quietly appear behind him and say those words that everyone was afraid of.

Blood red continued to appear in Vanilla's dream, and the back was very close to her, so close that she could hear his breathing and feel his body temperature.

Vanilla went out. She wanted to tell the person who appeared in the dream last night. She wanted to save his life. The purpose of telling them was to remind them that you would be in trouble.

But in the current atmosphere and environment, no one thought that this was Vanilla's kind reminder.

When Vanilla appeared again in front of her aunt who usually loved petty gains and cursed people, and said: "You will die tonight."

The mother-in-law shouted, and Vanilla was besieged by many people for the first time. She numbly felt the pain from the fists and kicks, without shedding a tear. She slowly got up from the ground, with scars and dirt all over her body.

, move home step by step.

Sure enough, her aunt died that night, and her family went completely crazy. Armed with hoes and knives, they came to Zhang Wangcai's house to capture the witchcraft herbs.

Vanilla couldn't argue. She didn't understand why these people who had been seduced by the god of death would give themselves a witchcraft name. The angry people shouted and pushed aside Zhang Wangcai's obstruction. They grabbed Vanilla from the bed and dragged it outside.

Alas, Vanilla is stingy with her hair. She likes the waist-length black hair.

Vanilla tried her best to protect her hair. Even when she was scratched and kicked more seriously, she did not groan. Her fingers pulled her hair tightly, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she cried hoarsely: "Don't break me."

hair.”

Zhang Wangcai was pushed to the ground by the visitor and could not get up for a long time. He looked at his daughter in despair. After being kidnapped by the aggressive crowd, he crawled into the main room and offered sacrifices to the ancestors enshrined in the center of the main room.

Kowtow, pray, and ensure that your daughter, Vanilla, is safe and sound.

The people stationed at the entrance of the village wearing red armbands saw the villagers making trouble, and the target of the trouble was a delicate, pale, but somewhat pretty girl. They immediately stepped forward and shouted loudly to stop the farce of burning witches.

Vanilla was rescued by a man wearing a red armband, and the village seemed particularly quiet that night.

Under the leadership of the man wearing a red armband, Dad took away Vanilla, which had been hungry for a day.

She had just returned home from Vanilla, and with her keen sense of smell, she smelled the scent of meat that she had not seen for a long time.

Sure enough, my father brought a large bowl of bone-in meat from the pot. After a long time, he devoured it and said, "Dad, what kind of meat is this?"

"Eat! Filling your stomach is more important than anything else." Dad seemed not to want to tell Vanilla what kind of meat this was, and deliberately changed the subject.

Vanilla knows that her father is a kind-hearted person who never kills. He is as kind-hearted as Lu Lu, so when they see ants lining up on the road, they would rather take a detour than step on them directly.

But where did this meat come from? Xianghua put this question aside in her mind, washed her feet, and went to sleep. Lying on the bed, she applied some medicinal wine brewed by her father and rubbed it on the painful wound. It was so stained that her beautiful eyebrows kept twitching, but she didn't

Come out with a hum.

Vanilla did not dream of that kind of bloodthirsty nightmare tonight, but she dreamed that her father was chewing bones. She saw her father holding a piece of human skull and chewing on it, and suddenly thought that the meat she ate in her stomach at night was human meat. The esophagus was

There was a violent squirming, as if there were millions of maggots crawling in the throat, causing the throat to convulse.

Vanilla woke up from vomiting in the dream. She felt that she had not eaten meat for a long time, and her stomach felt uncomfortable. So she wanted to vomit. When she got up, the scene in the dream came to mind. She was shocked, and a slight chill penetrated her body...

Vanilla ran out of home in the middle of the night. She wanted to tell people that her father was crazy and could eat human flesh.

Vanilla ran on the road, and there were no people in the villages she ran through. It was empty except for the cold wind blowing wantonly, and there were no hairy people. At this time, she felt something sticky under her feet and her movements were a little slow. She slowly lifted one foot,

Under the eerie pale moonlight, she looked at the soles of her feet... She almost fainted at this sight. There was a trace of blood stuck to the soles of her feet like a spider web... All the people in the village were dead, killed by the murderer in the dream.

dead...
Chapter completed!