At this time, the mountain was still hazy in moonlight, and the graveyards on both sides of the rugged mountain road were clearly illuminated.

And the further I went up the hill, the more dilapidated the cemetery I saw, apparently due to disrepair.

After all, the villagers at the foot of the mountain were worried about disturbing the long sleep of their ancestors, and they were afraid of becoming dead people with the pattern of flowers on the soles of their feet, so for many years, no one dared to go up the mountain to worship, let alone repair the cemetery.

The shadows of those dilapidated tombstones in the moonlight looked like strange figures, crawling forward in the night, and it was heart-palpitating to watch.

However, I was still surprised to find that every time I walked along the mountain road, I would always see a tombstone standing there that looked like a new tomb, and the tombstone did not have the words on the ordinary tombstone indicating the identity of the deceased, but a carved lifelike flower pattern on the other side.

In this regard, I also did not dare to go around carefully, so as not to wake up the dead inside.

Since it is no longer possible for any villager to be here, where did these new cemeteries come from? Could it be that the souls of the dead buried themselves themselves?

Or is it the disgusting snail-like worm that takes on a human form on a full moon night and buries the person who was bitten to death by itself?

It is not even ruled out that the owners of this disgusting insect built these new graves as a memorial to those who were killed by it.

I always felt that if I got close to these new graves, there might be a lot of dry claws sticking out of them and dragging me into the graveyard, and I would never be able to do it again.

Walking cautiously, crankily, and fearfully on this silent mountain road, I was also extremely nervous, for fear of making too much noise and waking up a ghost that I could not fight against at all.

So as I walked, I was also numb, like a stiff corpse walking on a mountain road, and I even forgot the hour in a daze.

Since I had passed out for a while, and when I woke up, I continued to walk up the hill in great panic, so I didn't know what time it was, and how long I had been asleep.

Whether it's a quarter of an hour, or an hour or two, or maybe it's been days.

But I thought to myself that it wouldn't be too long, because I didn't feel like I was hungry at all.

If I had been asleep for several days, how could I have woken up so strong, as energetic as if I had just eaten a full meal.

Not only that, but I also had a strong intuition that my body was noticeably stronger than it was before I went up the mountain, as if I had grown a lot more overnight.

This also makes me feel inexplicably uneasy, after all, there must be demons when things go wrong, and I am in an old and terrifying grave at this moment, belonging to the place of death that the villagers dare not come to at all, even if there are really monsters, it is reasonable.

However, I soon had the creepy thought that I might have been in a coma for days.

The reason why the body has become stronger at this moment is because there are those disgusting bugs in the body, so it has become like two people, and even a little demonic.

It's not ruled out that my current body has become a monster body similar to a bug.,It's just that I'm still in control of my consciousness.,So I thought it was me.。

Maybe it won't be long before my consciousness is eroded by insects, and I'll be like the young people who used to return to the village with demented eyes.

Thinking of this, I also tried to bite my tongue to keep myself awake through the pain, so as not to let the worm in my body succeed, and finally became a puppet dead man controlled by it.

Because I still have a wish to fulfill, that is, insist on walking to the top of the snow-capped mountain at the top of the mountain, get the legendary petals of the other side of the flower, and then quickly return to the village, so that the old doctor can use the petals of the other side flower into medicine, and change the fate of my grandfather, who can only live for two or three months at most.

And if I want to change my grandfather's fate, it is my only hope to go to the top of the snow-capped mountain, since God let me keep a clear mind and a strong body in the case of a blood-colored flower pattern on the soles of my feet, then I must cherish this rare opportunity to create a miracle for my grandfather to live well again.

After having this thought, I was no longer afraid, raised my head and glanced at the Heavenly Tomb Mountain, which seemed to be straight into the sky, and rushed towards the mountain in great stride!

I fear that if I am cautious and shy away, I will waste this opportunity.

The rest of the way, like crazy, I ran as hard as I could to the top of the mountain, as if there was a large group of youkai chasing me behind me.

After running like this for about an hour, I finally saw the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the mountain road under my feet became white and slippery, and I knew that I had entered the range of the snow-capped mountain, and it should not be far from the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Maybe I saw hope again, and I was also full of motivation, gritted my teeth, looked at the top of the mountain, and continued to run to the top of the mountain step by step.

I also noticed that the cemeteries on both sides of the mountain road were covered in snow, leaving only black tombstones standing there, proving that the ancestors of the villagers were buried there.

I also saw a lot of graveyards collapse under the weight of the heavy snow.

It's just that those black tombstones are crooked and diagonally inserted in different collapsed graveyards, and in such a hazy moonlight, there will be a feeling that dead people are crawling out of the graveyard, which makes people shudder.

But every other section of the mountain road, there will still be a new grave standing intact in the snow, and on the tombstone of the new grave, there is still a blood-colored flower pattern on the other side.

The snow on the tombstone looked very thin, as if it had been built just a quarter of an hour ago, and such a strange scene also made me feel very strange in my heart.

I also had a bad feeling in my heart that I was getting closer and closer to the people who built these new tombs.

But I don't care so much at the moment, I just want to rush to the top of the snowy mountain and get the petals of the flower on the other side of my dreams.

Unexpectedly, just when I almost saw the top of the snow-capped mountain, I accidentally stepped on the air, and the person involuntarily rolled down the mountain road diagonally, towards a ruined cemetery covered with snow next to me.

As I continued to roll, I crushed several more cemeteries that were already half collapsed, which also added a sense of guilt to the fact that the graveyards here were buried with the most admired ancestors in the village.

It is a sin that I have disturbed their long sleep so recklessly.

However, since the cemetery itself is a slope and covered with slippery snow, I can't stop trying to stop it, and it has become a luxury to hold on to something around me to stop rolling down.

I could only watch myself roll towards a new grave not far away, and at that moment, I felt that even if I rolled down the mountain, it was a hundred times stronger than crashing into that new grave.

Because who knows what is buried in the cemetery with the blood-colored flower pattern engraved on the tombstone, whether it is a human or a monster, people dare not imagine.

Soon, I slammed into the tombstone without resistance, and my face happened to be attached to the blood-colored flower pattern on the tombstone.

Suddenly, a thick smell of blood penetrated my nostrils, and I couldn't tell whether it was the smell of the blood-colored flower pattern on the tombstone, or the smell of blood from my own broken head.

In horror, I pushed the tombstone in front of me with my hand, so that my face could be far away from the blood-colored flower pattern, because I always felt that this bewitching and realistic blood-colored flower pattern was very evil and had a demagogic power.

Just now, when my face was pressed against the flower pattern on the other side, I seemed to see a miserable white woman's face smiling at me, and I even felt that I heard her say to me, "Are you finally here......?"

On this woman's face, I also saw many small snail-like bugs wriggling, as if her face itself was made up of many bugs.

And I suddenly had the urge to hit the tombstone with my head, and if I hadn't bitten my tongue hard in time, and a smell of blood would have filled my mouth, I'm afraid I would have really splattered blood on the spot!

What I didn't expect was that when I pushed the tombstone away, it seemed to activate some kind of mechanism, because the tombstone slowly turned and made a series of "click" sounds, and then it actually began to fall.

At the same time, the new grave began to descend slowly, so much so that my body involuntarily slid towards the tombstone again.

I knew I had to find a way to get out of this weird tombstone, or I wouldn't fall into an even bigger trap if it collapsed with it.

Because I saw that as the tombstone fell, the new grave gradually turned into blood-red muddy water, and slowly swirled, I estimated that it would not be long before the new grave formed a whirlpool.

At that time, if I am caught in the whirlpool, I will not be able to fly, and then I will really lose the only chance to climb to the top of the snow-capped mountain and get the petals of the flower on the other side.

This was unbearable, so I quickly turned around and crawled desperately out of the bloody muddy water.

In order to avoid sliding into the whirlpool of blood-colored muddy water, I used my hands to clasp the bulging stones in front of me and climbed up as little as I could, even though some of the stones were so sharp that they scratched my wrists, and I couldn't care so much.

When I finally broke free from the whirlpool of bloody muddy water and climbed onto another fallen tombstone nearby, I was also panting and breaking out in a cold sweat.

It's just that I didn't have time to rest a little before I felt the tombstone under me begin to loosen, and it even slid into the blood-colored muddy whirlpool.

I was so frightened that I turned around again and desperately crawled towards the other fallen tombstone above, and just as I had climbed the tombstone, I heard the sound of stones falling into the water behind me, and I knew that the previous tombstone had fallen into the blood-colored muddy vortex.

I instinctively turned my head to look, only to see that the hard stone tablet had melted as it fell into the blood-colored muddy whirlpool!

I was also scared for a while again, knowing that if I fell into the blood-colored muddy water vortex, I am afraid that I would soon turn into a pile of white bones.

So, turning around, he continued to go crazy and climbed up the mountain......