When I woke up, it was already so dark that I couldn't see my fingers. The moonlight came in through the broken window. I found that the fat man was no longer there. The moonlight could shine in. It turned out that the door was ajar. I clearly remember that at that time, I When he and the fat man came in, they obviously locked the door tightly.

Could it be that the fat man went out? I looked around me and my luggage was gone.

The fat man took the luggage and left by himself. This is impossible. The fat man didn’t think it was such a person. Then why was the luggage gone? Could it be that someone came in quietly and took our luggage. Unexpectedly, the fat man discovered it and chased us out. .

I was about to get up, but immediately stopped moving, because I discovered something was wrong. Through the moonlight that came in, I saw a strange human-shaped figure next to the pillar in the room.

Pillars are indispensable for old mud houses in rural areas. The main reason why this house is not as damaged as others is because the materials used in this house are good enough and almost luxurious. degree.

Generally speaking, in a mud house, the pillars inside the house don't need to be too thick at all. Even the pillars used for the exterior walls are pretty good if they can be as thick as an average person's waist, which is about two feet thick.

However, the pillars inside this house are as thick as a person's arms, and the back is enough to shadow a person. The first person who came in was in a hurry and didn't pay attention. Now that I look at it, it seems that this family is probably a wealthy family here.

They say they are rich, but I feel something is wrong. Even if they are a nouveau riche, there is no need to build such a good house. No matter how close it is to the mountains, they cannot use such thick wood.

When I looked more closely, I found something was wrong. What was carved on this pillar? I couldn't see clearly through the moonlight. What was wrong with my eyes? Why did they sometimes not work well at night?

I didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of disturbing the people hiding behind the pillars, but I also wanted to see clearly what was painted on the pillars. For a while, I was in a stalemate with the people hiding behind the pillars.

After a long time, time passed by little by little, but the shadow did not move at all. This was really strange. I didn't expect that the other party was so perseverant. After a while, he still remained motionless.

Okay, you don’t move, I move, I quietly got up and tiptoed over there. I walked closer and didn’t see the people behind me. The first thing I saw was the thing painted on the stone pillar. This thing made me He took a breath of cold air.

What is painted on the pillar is nothing else but a finger fairy. The finger fairy painted on the pillar has obviously been enlarged several times. It is long and painted on the pillar, as if it is flying in the clouds and mist. Could it be that the people in this village are all It’s wrong to mistake a finger fairy for a god.

Could it be that this village is the old witch's village? The people in this village have already become countless mummies in the ground. I gradually got closer and kept staring at the shadows on the ground. As long as the person hiding behind the pillar moved. , I can tell by looking at the shadow.

But he still didn't move. I walked over, ready to attack and defend at any time, and suddenly walked quickly to the other side of the pillar. I saw a living person with disheveled hair tied to the pillar, and blood was constantly pouring out of his chest. .

The blood disappeared when it flowed to the ground, and the wound kept bleeding, and kept bleeding... The other person's long hair made it difficult for me to see his face clearly. I mustered up the courage, stepped forward, and brushed his hair away. The hair and the face scared me out of my mind.

This person was none other than myself. I suddenly felt a force attracting me, just like magnets attracting each other. I was attracted to myself who was tied to the pillar. Next, I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

I suddenly woke up and realized that it was a dream. It turned out that it was my hands pressing on my chest that caused me to have such a nightmare. The fat man was snoring like thunder. I was trying to sleep, but I had to go through some troubles.

I looked around and saw that this place was not like in the dream at all. I felt a little more at ease, but I still had lingering fears and my heart was still beating. I tried to calm down my heart.

But the fat man couldn't do anything, and kept sleeping soundly, snoring like thunder. I wanted to hit him, but seeing him sleeping so soundly, I couldn't bear it. This is common sense. When dealing with a snorer, just touch him and he will be beaten. No more snoring.

I turned over and turned my back on the fat man, but at that moment, through the cracks in the door and outside the window, I saw green lights one after another, flickering like will-o'-the-wisps in the night, mysteriously.

I saw it, I shivered unconsciously, and finally I saw, outside the crack of the door, the green eyes were surrounded by white, and a huge palm was pressing on the crack of the door, looking inside.

That look, like a hound from hell, makes people feel chilly. Isn't this guy the white object that suddenly disappeared during the day? Unexpectedly, this guy followed here.

Green eyes, like green will-o'-the-wisps, were motionless outside the window and the door, as if tens of thousands of powerful attacks had been pulled full strings at this time, just waiting for the opponent to give a chance, they would pounce on and tear the opponent to pieces.

The fat man was still snoring loudly. I pushed him gently a few times. I didn’t expect him to sleep so deeply that he didn’t even react. He was still snoring and sleeping beautifully. It’s already dark like this. Don’t talk about us anymore. Both of them had to sleep for more than 10 hours.

I didn't expect to sleep for so long. Fortunately, the house can still hold up for a while. The things outside, whether they are people or anything else, are at least tangible. Since they are tangible, it is impossible for him to suddenly come in through the wall.

I hit the fat man hard, and the boy shaved his hair off. When he got up and saw it was me, he asked, "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

I didn't say anything and motioned him to look out the window. The fat man looked out and yelled: "What the hell!" Then he felt that he was losing his temper and wanted to lower his voice, but it was too late. There was no sound outside, but those green will-o'-the-wisps were... Started to be erratic.

"What the hell is this?" the fat man asked me.

"You are a distant relative. The one at the door is your cousin. The others include you, Lian Qiao, brother-in-law, uncle-in-law, third aunt, etc." I stared at the movements outside and talked nonsense with the fat man. In fact, I had already seen it. What are these things.

These things are not will-o'-the-wisps at all, but the eyes of a group of wild dogs. The white ones at the door are probably the heads of these dogs. There are really bold people in this village. No wonder the whole village is gone. , there is a lot of knowledge in raising a dog.
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