This scene was like a stone falling into an ancient story, causing a stir.
Yu Yan felt that the incident was too strange, and it was hard to accept it in his head for a while.
It is obvious that this ghost mother is one of the most terrifying monsters in the Dead Infant Village.
The moment he opened his eyes, he seemed to see resentment pouring out of the cave like waves.
This level of weirdness far exceeded the oppressive feeling caused by the ghost baby. His legs began to tremble involuntarily just by looking at him.
Countless resentments and painful emotions spread like viruses in Yu Yan's mind.
"Keep going a little further"
It took Yi Yan a few minutes to adjust his mentality. He stared at the absurdity around him, and at the same time made up his mind to get closer.
Only when we get closer can we know the relationship between this ghost mother and Zhang Yuetian.
After decisively activating a living corpse talisman, the three of them walked forward more carefully than before.
Seeing his frozen expression, Wang Hu and Zhang Wanyu roughly guessed what was in the cave ahead, but they didn't have the ability to see so far in the dark like Ember, nor did they have the ability to feel resentment.
From the moment the two of them looked at the cave, they had the idea of ending themselves in their hearts. This idea was very strong. If the living corpse talisman had not shielded the breath of several people and avoided most of the impact, they would have been afraid.
That's what I wanted.
What kind of monster is it that has the ability to affect the emotions of others just by looking at it?
Wang Hu and Zhang Wanyu looked at each other, and a trace of fear could be seen in each other's eyes. At the same time, the limbs lying on the ground were a little weak.
How to defeat this monster?
Is this still something that normal humans can fight against?
The two of them began to feel a little regretful about the decisions taken by Yu Mo and many ghost hunters.
If they had the opportunity to feel such an aura here, I'm afraid they wouldn't make such a decision.
Even if Wang Zhenglong and Yu Mo die, they will suffer a little and die a little. As long as they can please Zhang Yun and Zhang Yuetian, they can survive, isn't it good?
But this was just the thought of the two of them. The only thing they could do now was to listen to Ember's words and continue walking forward.
One step...two steps.
The bodies of the three people were like three slugs in this wild grass, moving forward unhurriedly and very steadily.
Even in this dry pile of dry grass, there was not the slightest movement.
"Mom, did you hear that? Someone in that group of people wants to kill your son."
The three of them hid under a field ridge and covered their bodies with a lot of dead grass. After a while, they heard Zhang Yuetian's voice.
mother?!
All three of them widened their eyes slightly, as if they heard a very shocking word.
This weird thing is actually Zhang Yuetian’s mother?
Ember pushed aside the pile of grass and looked into the cave ahead. He saw the ghost mother crushing the two ghost babies crawling towards her head into a pulp with one hand, and then threw them into her mouth. There was a look of resentment on her face.
But while looking at Zhang Yuetian, he was full of love.
She took out a sweater that had not yet been knitted from her stomach. Although the sweater was full of dirt and even knitted out of shape, the ghost mother still held the sweater like a treasure and gestured to Zhang Yuetian.
"Clothes...clothes, clothes for...clothes for you"
The ghost mother's voice was sharp and cold. It was not like the voice of a normal human being at all. It sounded very permeable. At the same time, she seemed to be speaking with difficulty and dryness. It took ten breaths to say these words.
This unknitted sweater was prepared for Zhang Yuetian.
Yu Yan's heart was very complicated. He thought of the notes he saw from the old man in the charm shop, but he didn't think much about it and continued to read.
"Please help me knit it first, mother, didn't you see that these clothes are not knitted like a human being?" Zhang Yuetian showed a familiar expression of shock on his face, but the disgust in his eyes flashed away.
He didn't take the dress, he just glanced at it and then said
"Furthermore, your son is now a high-ranking official in the city, and I am now responsible for various complicated affairs in the Baiyue Sect, and I also have to meet with those big shots. Do you think it is appropriate for me to wear such clothes when I go out?"
There was a look of confusion in the ghost mother's eyes. She didn't seem to understand the meaning of Zhang Yuetian's last sentence, but she caught the key words in Zhang Yuetian's words: he became a high official in the city.
A twisted and painful smile appeared on the ghost mother's face. She slowly took back her sweater and moved her body to stand next to Zhang Yuetian. She wanted to bend down and give Zhang Yuetian a hug, but he avoided her.
"You stink, didn't I tell you? Don't touch me, not even in private. After all, I don't have a secure official position yet." Zhang Yuetian frowned and said coldly, then he seemed to notice the ghost mother's depressed expression and walked closer.
She stroked the ghost mother's thick arm with one hand beside her, and said while looking at the rotting corpse that was integrated with her and still making embarrassing movements.
"So mother, you have to help me. When my official position is secure, I will cut this bastard who raped and killed you into pieces, and I will also tell everyone in the city that my mother is a chaste woman, not what they heard.
It’s so despicable.”
The body that was making shaking movements paused, with a look of fear in his eyes. He looked at Zhang Yuetian pleadingly, and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but the lips were sewn shut with a red thread.
Can't say a word.
"Tian'er! Oh my God!"
The ghost mother's expression was touched by Zhang Yuetian, and she chanted Zhang Yuetian's name angrily. It seemed that in her eyes, only Zhang Yuetian was the reason for her to continue living.
Only Zhang Yue Genius is the only hope in her life.
She grabbed the corpse with one hand and tore it from her body.
It turned out that the two of them had been sewn together with red thread, and a lot of skin and flesh fell off when they were pulled.
The extremely cold breath followed the ghost mother and looked outside. The ghost babies struggled to escape one after another, and the ones that were a little slower turned into an ice sculpture.
"Well!!"
The corpse struggled in the palm of the hand for a while, and the ghost mother continued to chant Zhang Yuetian's name. Then her pale eyes suddenly widened, and the corpse exploded into pieces with a "bang!"
"No one will be allowed to destroy Tian'er's official career! Never allow..."
Panting heavily, the ghost mother walked out of the cave with her body like a hill. The babies connected to the big hole in her belly stood tremblingly beside them, kneeling on the ground with their heads in their hands.
"Someone over there wants to kill me, mother."
Zhang Yuetian's expression changed. He walked to the ghost mother, pointed to the location of the village, and whispered.
"die!"
The ghost mother roared, and at the same time she became extremely crazy, and a large number of ghost babies crawled out of her belly again.
One, two...hundreds.
They dragged their umbilical cords and ran towards the village like crazy, with unusually ferocious faces.
"My God, no one is allowed to harm my God!"
The ghost mother dragged her heavy footsteps, taking a thousand steps in an instant, and disappeared outside the cave in the blink of an eye.
"Kill them all! It's best to kill them all for me! You still have to gather the last bit of resentment before I can absorb you, mother."
Zhang Yuetian watched the ghost mother leave, and then he stopped pretending, his face became relaxed, and he walked closer to the inside of the cave while stroking the paper fan.
A gust of sinister wind blew past Yu Yan. He almost held his breath and buried his body in the hay as much as possible, for fear of being discovered by the ghost mother or ghost baby.