The almost transparent shadow coming out of the door of Widow Liu's house moved forward slowly and quietly, like a man possessed.
The shadow was obviously not willing to become a prisoner. After struggling several times to no avail, it had no choice but to follow the instructions and groping away step by step towards a remote and desolate place. As for whether this trip is safe or not, we still don’t know. We can only test it and pray for God’s blessing.
That is Xiao Mao's soul. He should never have entered Widow Liu's house. Otherwise, he would not have been reduced to this state at this time. Compared with before, he was almost too thin to be human. If he continued like this , there is a high probability that he will not survive, or even die.
The witch is sitting in her own territory. This place is extremely secretive and cannot be known by ordinary people. Even the witch herself does not know where this place is. However, it is very safe to stay here. Even some unclean things cannot be found. Come here, because this place can be said to not exist at all, it is so illusory.
Beside her, due to the use of some magic, a coffin appeared in an instant, placed in an open space, with a flashing figure, somewhere between being and not being, with a huge picture attached to it. On the talisman paper, a big Chinese character was written, "come".
As for who she was summoning, it was not clear for a while, but following the witch's gaze, the rest of the place was dark except for Widow Liu's house, which was brightly lit and seemed very lively. But if she looked carefully, she found that Ah, there was nothing at all, just a transparent figure that slipped out quietly and walked closer to where the witch was.
Widow Liu opened the door because she felt a little uncomfortable. For some reason, it was really cold this winter. Snowflakes kept falling and sprinkled in front of her door.
It was originally a very beautiful night, but I heard a dog barking for no reason. It was very noisy. If I didn't go out to see it and drive it away, it seemed that it was impossible to have a peaceful sleep. As a last resort, Widow Liu had no choice but to come out, but when she opened the door and looked outside, she saw nothing but nothingness, so she closed the door with a bang, lay down on the bed and went to sleep again.
She was in a bad mood because, as a beautiful lady, she had once fallen into the company of Xiao Mao and even let him sleep with her. At this time, she thought about it carefully and felt that it was not good. If she spread the word, she was afraid that it would have a greater impact on her reputation. Influenced by this, I decided to wait until tomorrow. If I don’t light a fire or cook, I’ll starve myself to death.
The people Widow Liu likes are usually heroes. As for Xiao Mao, she wouldn't even look at her, let alone sleep with her. But after last night, everything has become different. I'm afraid that she After that, all of my pride will be destroyed by this person's hands.
After Xiao Mao left the house, he was of course driven out by Widow Liu. The reason why she agreed to him was because she had been lonely for many days. At this time, in the charming night, she accidentally looked away and mistakenly thought that he was a man. A handsome man, otherwise, I wouldn't sleep in the same bed with him.
Xiaomao's body kept walking away from the deserted village, but his spirit was tempted by the witch's spell, and slowly walked step by step towards a non-existent place. When he arrived at the witch's side, he couldn't leave at this time. , when he saw the coffin in front of him, he realized that he had been deceived, but it was already too late, and he couldn't escape. He could only let others slaughter him and resign himself to his fate.
Glancing at the moon in the sky, the crimson color changes from time to time, either white or yellow, green or blue, which makes people sometimes wonder whether they have come to the wrong place or taken the wrong medicine. It shouldn't be here.
Xiao Mao's spirit wanted to struggle to escape, not daring to stay here. Facing the woman in front of him, he felt a little scared and timid for some reason. But at this point, where could he escape to?
Moreover, the witch stretched out a pair of bloody iron-like hands and grabbed his neck tightly. He had no choice but to pray and pray for God's blessing. Otherwise, how could he rely on his own ability? , can you really escape from the witch's control?
When Xiao Mao's spirit stood in front of the door of Widow Liu's house, he heard a series of sounds, as if someone was calling him, "come", "come", "come".
The voice was powerful at that time. Of course, it would be impossible not to listen, because the voice came from Widow Liu. Otherwise, she would not have taken the risk of leaving Widow Liu’s patio and coming to such a place that almost did not exist for no reason. place, but as soon as I came to this place, I felt very regretful. I really shouldn’t have come, but is there any use in regretting at this time? It is useless at all.
Xiao Mao's spirit was put in the coffin after being pressed on the head by the powerful witch. He tried to climb out several times, but every time he came out, he was beaten severely by the witch until Xiao Mao's spirit was beaten in the eyes. It fell, so I didn’t dare to struggle anymore.
At this time, some snow began to fall from the sky. The cold snowflakes were fluttering, sprinkled on the witch's body, and floated in the empty sky, like a gust of wind, and there was nothing again. The places that did not exist were just piles of rocks. Just, a huge poisonous snake was entrenched in it, swallowing snake messages from time to time, and looking at the surrounding air.
Widow Liu stayed in her room and didn't want to come out to see anyone for several days.
After Xiaomao returned to his house, for some reason, he started to vomit blood and his stomach hurt very much. He went to the toilet and what came out was just some stones, glass and other things. He knew that he Perhaps there was not much time left, so he had no choice but to lie in bed and wait for death.
At this time, I heard someone calling me.
"Come!"
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Xiaomao listened for a while, but didn't want to listen anymore, because it started to snow and rustle outside gradually. The sound should be quite good at this time, but he felt uncomfortable in his stomach and vomited blood. It's different. Listening to such a voice can only increase one's desolation.
That voice lingered in my ears for a long time, but in such a deep night, who else was calling me. After listening carefully, I found that the voice was somewhat similar to that of Widow Liu, so I opened the door and wanted to go out and take a look. So, could it be that Widow Liu has taken a liking to me and taken the initiative to come to her door to have an intimate contact with her?
"I don't believe there is such a good thing in the world." Xiao Mao muttered as he opened the door of the house. When the dilapidated door opened, a huge gust of wind came in. When he looked outside, he saw that it was pitch black. If you can't see anything, where is Widow Liu?
"Did I hear wrongly, or maybe I had an auditory hallucination? I clearly heard a voice just now, so why can't I see anything at this time?" Xiao Mao thought to himself.
"Come!"
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Xiaomao didn't dare to listen anymore, because it was in vain. Although it was read by Widow Liu, there was nothing in front of the door. Instead of standing in the cold wind, it would be better to close the door and lie down in bed to feel more comfortable. some.
The night was quite dark, and large tracts of snowflakes were falling. The empty wilderness had long been cut off from human traces. The only things that appeared in it at this time were some ghosts and monsters. At this time, ordinary villagers got into their houses one after another. , there is absolutely no reason to come out.
But at this time, Xiaomao was already dying. He was vomiting blood, had difficulty breathing, and was twitching. His whole body was cold and his face was pale. He was already in a critical condition.
At this moment, in a daze, Xiao Mao heard Widow Liu's voice again. At this moment, the door of the house opened by itself. The person who came in was not Widow Liu. When he saw this woman, Xiao Mao was filled with excitement. , and even wanted to rush over and hug her.
Widow Liu refused and just stood aside quietly, speechless.
Xiao Mao was so moved that he didn't know what to say. It would be nice if someone was so kind to him on weekdays, but now that he's like this, what's the use of doing so anymore?
At this time, Widow Liu quietly climbed into Xiaomao's bed and lay quietly beside him, comforting him and patting his shoulders from time to time, hoping to talk to her and even give birth to a fat baby for her.
But Xiaomao was already dead. He was sweating all over his body and was extremely hot. His yin was extremely weak. At this time, he could not have any form of activity, and this matter between men and women was even more out of the question.
But Widow Liu was already lying next to Xiao Mao, and took the initiative to untie her clothes. All the secrets of her body were exposed in front of Xiao Mao's eyes, forcing him to take some action, and hugging Widow Liu became a matter of course. It doesn't feel strange at all.
At this moment, Xiao Mao had a thought flashing in his mind. Tomorrow, when he gets rich, he will definitely learn some skills, such as blacksmithing or haircutting. These are both good skills, and then he can find a woman to live with...
But at this time, Xiaomao was already dying. His whole body was burning hot and his yin was extremely weak. If he continued like this, he would definitely be dead. In addition, Widow Liu hugged her tightly. If she wanted to escape, she would only die. I'm afraid it's impossible.
After Widow Liu left, there was silence in front of Xiao Mao's house. Only the sound of the snow could be heard. At this moment, the witch appeared, lying quietly in front of Xiao Mao's house, looking towards her from time to time. He looked around to see if this person was still angry.
Xiao Mao was lying on the bed, already having difficulty breathing. If it continued like this, it would definitely be very dangerous. And the witch cast a spell again, sending bullets one after another from the broken window to Xiao Mao's body. Symbols, blue or white, red or green, jumped forward, and after being attached to Xiaomao's body, they turned into nothingness and could no longer be seen.
After finishing these things, the witch left. Like a gust of wind, she jumped to the top of an old tree, slapped on it, then landed on a cloud, and then stepped on the river. In a stronger gust of wind, it disappeared in an instant.
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