No matter how they dress, look or smell, they are all very different from the hags.
I even had a feeling that I wanted to find a place to hide immediately...
The intense heart palpitations made my mind go blank for a while. The wet river water on my back was mixed with cold sweat. It was so cold that my teeth chattered.
Although I wanted to escape, I still held back and didn't leave...
The old scalper finally arrived about two or three meters in front of me.
The wind seemed to have stopped all of a sudden.
The weather immediately became unbearably hot, and my body felt both hot and cold.
The old scalper lowered his head and chewed the grass on the roadside. The girl holding the cow looked at me curiously.
She is very beautiful, but her beauty is not as bright and moving as He Pheasant, but quiet, extraordinarily peaceful.
Looking at her, it was like all the restlessness, fear and fear in my heart disappeared in an instant.
Her long black hair was spread over her shoulders and tied with a thin rope almost at her waist.
She has a delicate oval face, apricot eyes, light but firm eyebrows, and a slightly pale thin lip under the delicate bridge of her nose.
Her face exudes a quiet childishness, and she is no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.
My breathing was no longer so rapid, and I looked at the man with the tall crown again.
When he was in his early forties, he had a series of vertical lines between his eyebrows, as if he had been frowning all year round, so that the Chinese character Sichuan was engraved between his eyebrows.
He has a square face like a knife, his cheekbones are raised and even sharp, his nose is thick and big, and his lips are slightly thin.
I looked at him and he was looking at me.
"You can't pass from here. Going further down is Hejia Village. Hejia Village is very dangerous."
I spoke in a hoarse voice.
"In broad daylight, there are dead people in charge, and no living people are allowed to enter the village. It is indeed a dangerous place." The man with the tall crown lowered his head and looked at me calmly. There was a hint of murderous intent in the powerful voice.
And he also picked up the whisk from his waist and brushed the dust threads with one hand.
My heart skipped a beat. He could tell it was a dangerous place?
But the dead man is in charge? What does it mean……
He is talking about the corpses of ghost women at the entrance of Hejia Village?
But before he arrived at Hejia Village, how did he know there were corpses there?
I frowned and continued to explain: "After all, you can't go in. Hejia Village is too dangerous now. People will die if you go in. And after passing Hejia Village, there is no way down."
The girl looked at me with interest. Suddenly, she turned to look at the man with the high crown and said, "Master, he seems to be a living person, not an evil ghost. But why is the yin energy on a living person so heavy?" , heavier than a dead man.”
When I heard this sentence, my head buzzed.
Suddenly I seemed to understand. When the man said that the dead man is in power, was he talking about me?
The old ox suddenly raised its head and mooed. It actually took a few steps forward and was almost in front of me.
The man with the tall crown looked cold and looked down at me, but the whisk in his hand hit my chest hard!
At the same time, I heard his cold and solemn voice: "Some living people are more sinister than dead people. Such people are inherently ominous."
"Wherever he is, there will be sorrow everywhere and all living beings will be in ruins. To eliminate him is to do justice for heaven!"
He didn't speak very fast, but I could hear his words clearly, and they were ringing in my ears like a bell.
The whisk seemed slow, but I wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.
With a "pop", the whisk hit my chest!
At that moment, I felt as if my chest had been hit hard by a boulder!
With a "pop" sound, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.
Red blood spilled onto the road!
My head was spinning even more, my body fell backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.
Everything in front of me became blurry, the ox was blurry, the man with the high crown was blurry, and the young woman was also blurry.
Vaguely, I seemed to hear their voices.
"Master, he is wearing a Tang suit, and there is a compass hanging on his waist. He seems to be a Feng Shui master." This was the woman's low voice.
"Haha, where is the Feng Shui master who looks like an evil ghost, the ancestor of the clan, have you forgotten?" The middle-aged man's voice was calm, without any emotion at all.
The wind started to pick up again, and the wind blew into my eyes, which was full of sand, and I no longer had the energy to rub the sand.
My chest was so swollen and painful that it became increasingly difficult to breathe.
Their blurry figures moved away from me and continued walking in the direction of Hejiacun.
But their speed was very slow, extremely slow.
A dazzling bolt of lightning pierced the sky shrouded in dark clouds.
This is the last white light I saw clearly...
Consciousness gradually blurs and sinks...
I am very unwilling, am I going to die like this?
But why? I don’t understand why these two people I met on the road wanted to kill me without any reason!
Is my life full of negative energy? Am I an ominous person? How could they tell? !
Strong unwillingness filled my heart. I struggled to breathe and to have clear consciousness.
But the more this happened, the more I felt that struggling was useless, as if something in my body had been suddenly cut off by the whisk.
A cold breath suddenly enveloped me.
Suddenly, it seemed like someone came to me and knelt vaguely in front of me.
It seemed like there were two hands pressing my chest!
A shrill cry suddenly appeared, ringing in my ears!
It was so miserable that it felt like the pain was so severe that the liver and intestines were broken!
Sadness, regret, fierceness, resentment...
There are too many mixed emotions in the crying...
This is no longer an emotion that can be described as scary, but terrifying!
Thunder rumbled and lightning flashed continuously.
The rain finally came...
