In the valley, everything is formless.
But in Balian's eyes, the bone tree shouldn't be a fantasy.
The forest of corpses under the trees is real, the piles of bones are real, and the bright red intestines are also real.
If you want to break out of the situation, you can only find flaws in this real existence.
Balian believed that since the ghostly spirit could resonate and merge with the valley, it would naturally respond to outsiders intruding into the valley.
But for some reason, this ghost fairy seems to be very cautious and has not appeared for a long time.
The boy in the coffin seemed extremely weak. When he woke up after not seeing him for a long time, Bailian took the full-moon wine gourd from his waist and shook it vigorously.
Since stepping into the valley, this full moon wine gourd has also brewed some moonshine wine, but the moonshine wine condensed by the pale green moonlight also has a hint of green.
But this does not affect the purity of the spiritual liquid in the wine.
The boy had no facial features, so Balian couldn't feed him moonshine wine, so he just poured all the condensed moonshine wine on his face.
Moonlight wine has extremely strong spiritual power and has its own soul-tonifying effect.
Sure enough, the boy lying in the coffin gradually woke up from his long sleep with his fingers trembling slightly.
The boy mistakenly entered the valley. It must have been summer time, and his clothes were quite thin, but it was already late winter. When he woke up, he couldn't help but shiver.
The face without facial features showed a bit of confusion, and he slowly propped up his body.
He hunched his shoulders because of the cold, crossed his arms and looked around in confusion.
"Where is this...how could I be in a place like this..."
It seems that although this boy has no facial features, he has not lost the basic ability to see and speak.
Just looking at his appearance, it seems that his memory is a little confused and blurred.
After some comfort and understanding from Bai Lian, he learned that the boy's name was Suiyou and he was a villager from a village near the valley.
For villagers like them who are far away from the capital and trapped in backward and impoverished mountains and wilderness, they all rely on the mountains and water to make a living.
In the summer of previous years, he would follow his uncles and elders to hunt and collect herbs in the valley, and make a good purchase. Before the year, he could take an ox cart to the town to exchange for food for winter survival.
It’s just that this year is not good, there is not much rain, and the rice seedlings in the villages are not very productive. If you want to have a good year this year, you have to spend more time wandering in the mountains, hunt more prey, collect wild vegetables and medicinal materials and return to the village. .
There are many forests in the mountains, but they were also unlucky and greedy, and unexpectedly encountered a reindeer. For people from poor backgrounds like them, this was a precious prey that they could not miss.
It's just that the wild deer are wary. As they come and go, the deer strays into this valley in order to hunt.
There was nothing wrong with entering this valley at first, but after being trapped in it for many days, it was actually difficult to find a way back.
When Ku Lei fell asleep, he was haunted by nightmares every night, and evil spirits invaded his body. Several of his uncles and uncles were exposed to repeated nightmares, and their bodies began to develop high fever and then became unconscious.
He is only twelve years old, not yet a minor. He still has a pure heart and does not have the complex worldly desires of adults. Even if he is haunted by nightmares, the impact is not as great as theirs.
Suiyou wandered around in this valley for a long time, and his mind was tortured. The mountains were all empty, and there was no food or clean spring water to eat.
Finally, due to hunger and fatigue, he fainted and woke up again, already in this coffin.
Now when he heard Bailian telling him this weird thing, Sui Yousheng broke out in a cold sweat.
When I thought that if I fainted from hunger in the forest, someone would cast a magic spell on me, and I would be placed in a coffin as if I were a dead person, and the coffin would still be placed in such an unlucky upright position.
After he couldn't touch his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, Suiyou couldn't bear the violent blow and almost fainted again.
With Balian's support, he was trembling as if he had just returned from a walk around the gate of hell.
His body was shaking violently, and before he could get over the wave of fear, he
He saw the towering huge bone tree and the forest of corpses behind him.
At this moment, Suiyou couldn't help but burst into heart-wrenching tears.
Just because he recognized the owner of the corpse that made him familiar with a few words in the forest of corpses.
He staggered over and rushed over, hugging one of the hanging corpses and crying: "Uncle! Uncle!!! Who did this! Who did this!"
Those corpses had long been weathered, and their clothes had become as brittle as dead leaves under the harsh blows of winter snow.
After his tossing, the clothes on the corpse were mottled and torn apart, revealing the blue-gray skin unique to the dead.
This corpse had already developed a large number of corpse spots and hair. The wind blew by, but there was no smell of corpse stench.
Balian's face changed slightly, as if he noticed something, and immediately said: "Leave him quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the corpse hanging upside down on the bone-white branch suddenly opened its eyes.
There were no pupils in his eyes, and they were all pale and miserable. His arms suddenly stretched out, and the nails on his ten fingers suddenly grew. His eyes were filled with an inhumane color, and the ten black nails like sharp swords pointed towards the old man. The top of You's head was scratched viciously.
Before Bai Lian could make a move, the Shu Ci in his arms turned into a white lightning and flew away.
The sharp sharp claws suddenly poked out from the furry pink flesh pads, and the invisible wind tore out several cold rays in the shape of animal claws.
Tsk tsk tsk! ! !
With Na Suiyou's dull expression before he could react, his uncle who had turned into a corpse was torn into several corpse pieces under the sharp claws of the cute little white fox.
They were scattered in pieces in the slightly wet mud in front of the tree, and then a strange scene happened.
The soil seemed to come alive. After sucking the blood on the ground, the soil became darker and darker, and then began to thrum quickly, like an active body that was convulsing, swallowing up the corpse bit by bit.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
This towering bone tree seems to have grown a bit.
Before Suiyou could get over the great sadness, he saw the picture of his uncle's dead body again, and he was speechless.
Shu Ci did a few somersaults, his limbs landed firmly on the ground, and he licked his paws lazily.
Baili Anxing came over, kicked her butt, and said with a smile: "Just now you said it was unnecessary to save such a stranger, but now that he is in trouble, you take action faster than anyone else."
Shu Ci licked his paws, rolled his eyes, and said: "Since this little thing is your food, it must be protected well. He must stay and replenish your body. Only when your body is replenished and strong can it be enough for me." It’s so full that you feel ecstasy.”
This bitch, after all, is it for himself? !
Balian said angrily and amusedly: "You are a good boy."
Shu Ci licked the hair on his paws that had been blown by the wind until it was smooth and sticky, and said in a cold voice: "Now is not the time for small talk. These ghosts are probably going to wake up when this little guy screams. "
(I still owe a small chapter, I want to make it up tomorrow, but I have to go to my aunt’s house to celebrate the New Year for dinner tomorrow. If nothing happens, I will add another small chapter for double updates the day after tomorrow. After the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there should be less things. Beibei doesn’t go out to keep healthy. If possible, try to do double updates. Beibei also promises to provide column plots with Lingjun Shu's poems.)
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