Even though I was struggling, I still couldn't hold it in and slowly closed my eyes...
The sounds in my ears became quieter.
Maybe it's not that it's getting smaller, but that I can't hear it, it's dissipated.
In the dark and hazy consciousness, I felt that my whole body was erratic and empty, like a duckweed in a piece of water, floating up and down, and might be knocked over by the waves at any time.
"Is this what it feels like to be dead?" I asked myself.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly I felt like my body was being manipulated by someone.
I couldn't help but think sarcastically, are wild dogs coming to eat me, or gray fairy mice coming to visit me?
The watchmen say that the meat of wolf mastiffs is nourishing, so do I, a child born from the yin, treat yin things the same way?
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my chest.
The pain was as if a steel needle had penetrated my body!
And it keeps stirring!
My consciousness almost collapsed due to pain.
Does it still hurt after death?
Suddenly there was another burst of pain, which seemed to come from the person under my nose.
I could vaguely hear a woman's voice speaking in my ears: "Grandma, he seems to have moved, but he can really be saved?"
This voice is also very childish, as if he is not very young.
Then there was another slightly cold voice, with a bit of vigilance: "This place is too weird. There should be many people ahead of us, who have all gone in? It's so fierce, there are green corpses causing trouble, aren't you looking for death if you go in?" ...the gentlemen all collapsed outside..."
In addition, there were more noisy sounds, and it seemed that many people were whispering among each other.
The pain in Renzhong kept lingering, and the stirring in his chest became even more intense.
Suddenly, the thing seemed to be pulled out of my chest.
Suddenly, my blocked chest and abdomen seemed to clear up!
The pain became clearer, and I opened my eyes suddenly. With a puff, I spit out a large ball of almost viscous blood, which looked more like a blood clot!
I breathed heavily, staring at the ground with my eyes wide open.
The blood clot I spat out was extremely dark, even glowing with a dark cyan color.
There was still a lot of water on the wet ground. The blood clots melted in it, and the water turned scarlet.
There is a moon in the sky.
My mind was still slow, so I raised my head with difficulty. The moon in the sky was like a ruthless eyeball, and the mist shrouding it was red and blue.
There was clearly fog, but it didn't form that hazy ghost moon.
A cold wind rushed into my neck, and I shivered from the cold.
I also heard the sound of rushing water and the noise of people around me.
At the same time, I also felt a few surprised looks...
I hissed, raised my hand to cover my temples, pressed them with great strength, and my head finally became clearer.
Finally, I saw everything around me clearly.
The waves of the hanging river in front of the road became much rougher, and the waves kept beating on the shore.
No, the water level in the Hanging River seems to be much higher, and the roadside of the road is flooded. Now I am in the wasteland at the other end of the road, and the terrain here is slightly higher.
On the right is the road to Hejiacun. You can vaguely see that the river has submerged a lot of the road. What's even weirder is that there is a lot of fog floating on the road.
The mist is dark and red, dark red and green.
The water did not completely submerge the road, but there were many clumps of hair floating on the roadside, and further away, at lower ground, there were even some corpses lying on the road.
I felt a chill in my heart. Is this because the water level in the hanging river has risen, causing the bodies to come out?
Was the heavy rain just now so severe?
And I'm not dead...
The rest of my life did not bring me much joy. I stood up with difficulty.
There were quite a few people on my left, as well as donkey carts and horse-drawn carriages.
Without exception, these people all wore dark-colored cloth, like burial clothes.
Most of them are middle-aged people in their forties or fifties, and there are some old men and women who look like they are in their sixties or seventies.
I don't think they are getting weaker as they get older. On the contrary, I feel that they seem to become more and more fierce as they get older.
There were many bonfires burning on the ground, and many people were warming themselves up while their eyes fell on me.
At a rough count, there are at least thirty or forty people.
The person closest to me was an old woman in her early seventies. She was dressed in colorful cloth, with circles of floral cloth wrapped around her head.
There were many bells and white cloth strips hanging on his waist, a rusty ghost knife, and a mourning stick.
This mourning stick is fundamentally different from Granny He's, and is thicker, like a baby's forearm. Although it is wrapped with white cloth, the black body of the stick can be vaguely seen under the white cloth.
Her feet were very small, and she wore pointed-toe cloth shoes, almost as long as a person's hand.
Beside her were two girls aged fourteen or fifteen.
A girl is short and slender, and her feet are also bound. She wears two braids and is looking at me curiously.
The other girl's eyes were much sharper, her hair was tied behind her head, and she also had a ghost sword and mourning stick on her waist.
These are all hags!
I couldn't help but feel happy. Although it seemed that there was something wrong with the Xuanhe River, blocking the way to Hejiacun, but by some strange combination of circumstances, it also blocked the way of the ghost woman!
It was a strange combination of circumstances, and I saved my life?
I could see that the old lady was holding an extremely thick and long needle with blood on it, but there was still a dull pain in my chest.
I was about to speak.
The girl with braids spoke first with some respect.
"Are you a gentleman from nearby? What happened to this place? Why did it become so fierce? There are green corpses and blood evil spirits causing trouble. Why are all the corpses in the river running out and blocking the road?"
"Further ahead, it should be Hejia Village, right?" The girl's voice was clear and sweet, like a silver bell. She asked several questions in a row, and finally said that her name was He Qiyue.
The old lady lowered her head and coughed, and the other girl quickly reached out and patted her back.
Then, the old lady took out a pipe from her waist, lit it with a fire stick, and took a puff, which made her feel much better.
My eyes only focused on He Qiyue's face for a moment, then moved to the old lady.
I bowed slightly first and sincerely thanked her for saving my life.
Then I said, my name is Li Yinyang, and I come from Hejiacun.
And I am here originally to block the road. Hejia Village is in great danger, and I want to block these witches from entering one by one.
Unexpectedly, I met two people on the road, and they beat me seriously and left me unconscious...
When I said this, I could see sweat on my forehead, because thinking of those two people, I felt a dull pain in my chest.
At this time, I suddenly remembered the sad cry before I fell into coma.
The whole person suddenly froze.
Then I was startled, turned my head sharply, and stared at the flooded river.
Looking at the corpses blocking the road and the dead hair on the river.
I trembled and whispered: "Mom..."
