Out of longing and even more out of curiosity, Wang Dayong stretched out his arm and opened the lid of the pot.
As the lid of the pot was lifted, he stood in front of the stove and was extremely curious. He subconsciously stretched his neck and stretched his head directly above the iron pot. Then he lowered his head and looked at the iron pot and the high-temperature boiling water in the pot. .
Looking through the heat, the first thing that catches the eye in the iron pot is not the corn that is about to be cooked, but...
A human head! ! !
A woman's head, a woman's head grinning ferociously in scalding boiling water!
As for the woman’s face, Wang Dayong will never forget it until his death!
That face, that head...
It's Zhao Huanzhen!
Surprisingly, it was the foreign woman who had been to Jingtao Village but died unexpectedly and her body has not been found so far. She was a neurotic and crazy woman in my impression!
At this moment, Zhao Huanzhen's disheveled head was staring at him like this, staring up at him while looking up at him in the extremely hot cauldron of boiling water, with the corners of his mouth cracking and grinning ferociously!
………
"ah!"
When he saw with his own eyes that a human head was boiling in the pot, and the head was clearly that of Zhao Huanzhen, Wang Dayong's eyes suddenly widened, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face turned pale in an instant. He suddenly screamed, and his body I also subconsciously stepped back, but unfortunately...
It's too late, it's too late.
Wow!
As a ball of water sprayed out, before he could lean back and lift his feet, a pale arm suddenly stretched out from the pot, and his palm pressed firmly on Wang Dayong's face!
then……
His arm quickly retracted, and Wang Dayong also pulled his arm down and rushed straight towards the iron pot, falling headlong into the boiling water below!
Wow!
"Gululu...wu...wuwuwu!!!"
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!
You can imagine how high the temperature of boiling water is, and it is even more conceivable how the human body will react when it comes into contact with high-temperature boiling water.
At this moment, the face-grabbing Wang Dayong's whole head was submerged in the iron pot of hot water. The unimaginable high temperature made him feel like he was falling into hell. He was in so much pain that he couldn't live like this. He was struggling, struggling desperately, and his body was convulsing violently. At the same time, his hands and feet were waving wildly, and for a while, debris was flying on the stove, making jingling noises, and items falling to the ground.
But despite the severe pain and intense struggle, Wang Dayong himself was unable to break free and couldn't lift his head from the scalding boiling water.
No matter how hard he struggled, nothing worked.
The boiling water made him scream repeatedly, but when he opened his mouth, hot water poured into his mouth, which made him even more painful. He could only make a series of dull gurgling sounds and only create a few blisters in the pot.
Wang Dayong did not struggle for long, only struggled for half a minute.
After half a minute, the man stopped moving.
The arms that were dancing wildly slowly dropped down, the body that was twitching stopped shaking, and the legs that were twisting slowly knelt down to the ground, and finally knelt beside the stove in a weird posture with the head submerged in the pot, motionless. .
but……
Weird things continue.
Sand...sand...sand...
When the man stopped moving, the man's body began to slowly move upwards as if being dragged by something, moving towards the stove, and was dragged bit by bit towards the iron pot.
Until the whole body was submerged in the iron pot of boiling water.
Then...
Everything is calm.
Wang Dayong disappeared, and the kitchen was empty, as if nothing had happened earlier.
All that is left is the boiling water in the pot and the few ripe corns that are constantly rolling and rotating in the boiling water.
………
The time passed into midnight and finally into the early morning.
Inside a house in the east of the village.
when! when! when……
The bell rang twelve times in succession, representing the official arrival of midnight and early morning. Staring at the old-fashioned winding clock on the wall, Zheng Dashan and his wife Feng Qiulan did not fall asleep for a long time in bed.
Even though both of them looked haggard and their eyes were bloodshot.
"I'm afraid of the mountains." In the silence, under the flickering candlelight, Feng Qiulan couldn't help but cling to her husband's side.
Listening to his wife's words, he saw the unconcealable fear on his face. Zheng Dashan, who was also scared, was actually no better. He didn't know how to comfort his wife. After a long silence, Zheng Dashan suddenly thought of something. He braced himself up and comforted himself: "Don't be afraid. I heard from Village Chief Yang that Po Chen is going to take action recently. Who is Po Chen? She is the most capable person in our Jingtao Village. Since she wants to take action, she must... It can definitely be solved.”
For some reason, the first half of what he said was full of promise, but at the end, Zheng Dashan felt a little less confident and his tone became much weaker.
The man was there to comfort his wife and comfort himself. However, Feng Qiulan, who also heard that Mrs. Chen was going to do something recently, did not accept her husband's kindness. She shook her head first, and then responded with disdain: "Don't mention Mrs. Chen. Oh, have you forgotten that she can't figure it out at all? Let alone looking for the body of the mad woman, she can't even deal with the living corpses outside the village."
Unexpectedly, in exchange for his kind words of comfort, his wife poured cold water on him. Seeing this, Zheng Dashan, who was already nervous and nervous, became furious. Perhaps he was too depressed due to the recent fear or he was very worried about who would disappear next. On his own, Zheng Dashan, who was getting angry, pushed his wife away and reprimanded: "You old ladies, can you do anything else besides saying depressing words? Is it good for you and me that Granny Chen can't solve the problem?"
At this point, the man who felt uneasy added casually: "You'd better pray for Mrs. Chen's success, otherwise we will be dead. Either the whole family disappears in the middle of the night like Zhou Tianbin's family next door, or we escape from the village like we did in the first two days." Wei San turned into a living corpse like that!"
After that, put on your coat, put on your shoes and get out of bed.
"Ah, Dashan, what are you going to do?" Seeing that her husband seemed to be leaving, Feng Qiulan was startled and quickly raised her head and asked nervously.
"What else can we do? Go to the latrine!" Zheng Dashan, who seemed to be still a little angry, replied angrily.
"You leave me alone, I, I'm afraid, and... aren't you afraid of being alone?"
Sure enough, as soon as Feng Qiulan said this, Zheng Dashan, who was about to walk out of the bedroom with a candle in hand, couldn't help but hesitate. When he stopped, an inexplicable fear enveloped the man's body.
"Well, then, since you are scared to be alone in the bedroom, then you can go with me."
Feng Qiulan, who really didn't dare to be alone, ignored her husband and hurriedly got out of bed to follow her husband out of the bedroom.
Despite the candles they were holding, the candlelight was still swaying due to movement as they passed through the main room, causing the surroundings to flicker. This also made the couple, who were already nervous and frightened, swallow their saliva.
Of course, nervousness is nervousness, and fear is fear, but if you are afraid of a living person, you can't hold in your urine to death, right?
He bravely walked out of the main room and came to the courtyard. Feeling the cool breeze outside, he first glanced at the big yellow dog tied to the north, and saw that his own big yellow dog was lying on the ground sleeping soundly. Zheng Dashan, who felt a little relieved, then walked towards The latrine said to his wife: "Wait for me outside. I will come out immediately. If you need anything, just call each other."
Feng Qiulan didn't want to go into the toilet and smell the smell. What's more, she and her husband had been taking turns to relieve themselves in this way in recent days. One went in and the other waited outside. After a few days, she was fine. Seeing her husband's instructions, the woman nodded. A sound.
As Zheng Dashan walked into the thatched room, Feng Qiulan was the only one left in the courtyard.
I don't know if it was the middle of the night that caused people to panic. At this moment, with the help of the moonlight, Feng Qiulan shuddered as she looked around the courtyard of her house, which was usually too familiar to be familiar with.
It's so cold, huh? No, even if it's windy outside, it's not too windy, right?
"Dashan, are you there?"
Immediately in the hut, the husband replied: "What's wrong?"
"No, it's okay."
"It's okay, why did you call me? Don't rush me, I'm almost done."
Feng Qiulan, who was waiting outside, felt a little more at ease when she heard her husband's voice.
Time passes minute by minute.
After waiting for a while, the husband still didn't come out.
Feng Qiulan fell into uneasiness again. Didn't he say he would come out soon? But my man takes too long to relieve himself, right? Yes, even if there is no watch to measure time, even if it is a large size, it has been almost 10 minutes just by feeling that the other person entered the latrine!
Ding!
Thinking about this, the woman's heart trembled, and she called to the latrine in an almost trembling voice: "Dashan, are you there?"
But this time, what answered her was silence, complete silence.
Feng Qiulan felt like falling into an ice cellar.
The growing chill caused her body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Da Shan, are you there? Are you...are you still in there?"
Still silence.
Her body was shaking more and more violently, and the woman panicked. In her panic, she took action and moved her legs toward the latrine.
Just as the woman was about to enter the latrine, suddenly, a familiar voice came from the latrine that had not made any sound for a long time:
"Qiulan."
"Hoo! Scared, it scared me to death!" Feng Qiulan, who was trembling all over when she heard her husband's voice, took a long breath and then complained while patting her chest: "Zheng Dashan, is there something wrong with you? I just called you "you" Why don't you reply?"
However, the strange thing is that after being scolded by his wife, Zheng Dashan in the latrine did not give an explanation as if he had not heard it. Instead, he ordered in an extremely anxious tone: "Quickly, go get me a basin of water. I want it." Wash it! I just accidentally fell into the latrine!"
"What!?"
"Don't you have eyes? Can you fall into a pit while holding a candle!?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Go get me a basin of water!"
Feng Qiulan was stunned when she heard that her man fell into the latrine while relieving himself. He immediately scolded the man and turned around and rushed to the right as the man asked, towards the water tank in the courtyard that was usually used to store water.
"Woo... woof! woof woof woof! woof woof woof!"
Strange to say, for some unknown reason, when Feng Qiulan ran towards the water tank, the big yellow dog at home, which had been sleeping peacefully in the doghouse before, bounced up from the ground with a sound like a sudden nervous burst, and then turned to face like this. The water tank barks fiercely.
While barking, the big yellow dog kept moving forward, but unfortunately the iron chain tied around its neck tightly restricted it, making it unable to escape from the iron chain. It had no choice but to scream and bark at Feng Qiulan, who had reached the edge of the tank.
"Dahuang, don't scream! Why are you screaming in the middle of the night? If you scream again, I'll kill you!"
Hearing the yellow dog barking, Feng Qiulan didn't take it seriously. After all, it was just a beast. He kept it to guard the house and guard against thieves. In this situation, how could there be thieves in the house? Sure enough, seeing the big yellow dog waking up and barking suddenly for no reason, the woman just scolded him casually, ignored it, and then turned around and opened the cylinder cover.
It was obvious that she wanted to hold water.
But who would have thought...
As soon as she opened the lid of the tank, before Feng Qiulan could pick up the water ladle, the originally quiet and smooth water in the tank suddenly rose into a large group of violent splashes!
Wow!
The water flowed in all directions, and the water splashed up and down. Seeing this scene, Feng Qiulan was stunned in front of the water tank.
Things are not over, far from over...
Sooner or later, just when Feng Qiulan was stunned, with the water splashing, an arm as pale as paper came into view and rushed towards the door like lightning!
A human hand suddenly stretched out from the bottom of the tank and immediately grabbed the woman's hair.
It wasn't until someone grabbed her hair and severe pain came from her scalp that Feng Qiulan started to struggle out of instinct. Unfortunately, her struggle was meaningless. The arm in the water came and went quickly. It can be said that just after grabbing Feng Qiulan's hair, in the blink of an eye, Then he retracted into the water in the tank.
but……
It wasn't just the arms that were retracted, Feng Qiulan, who was being held tightly by human hands, was also submerged into the water!
