Actually, Yan Jin didn't know how to describe that thing, although it was only one side, but Yan Jin felt that a live-action 3D version of the zombie mother-in-law was being staged in front of him at this time.

Ming Haoqi gently patted Yan Jin's hand that was holding him, and then Yan Jin's ear suddenly heard a gentle voice, "Xiao Yun, don't be afraid." Yan Jin stared at Ming Haoqi's mouth in surprise, slightly puzzled, he clearly knew that the person next to him did not speak just now, and Ming Haoqi's mouth had not been opened from beginning to end.

But Yan Jin didn't have the heart to delve into these things now, he looked at Liu Yihao and the old woman again, the reason why he called it so was because he felt that this person should have been an old woman before he died.

At this moment, the two men were sitting around a wooden table, on which was lit an oil lamp, which seemed to be about to burn out, and the light was very faint, barely illuminating the two people sitting at the table.

The old woman was sewing a shirt in her hand at this time, and Yan Jin was a little skeptical that she could really see the needle and thread in her hand with the light like fireflies on the table.

The old woman's sewing was stiff, and the flesh of her hand holding the needle and thread had begun to rot, and in some places you could even see the bloodshot bones under the flesh. Every time she stitched, Yan Jin felt that the rotten flesh on her hands would fall down at any time with her movements, and the clothes on her body were still very new.

Song Yuling and Yan Nian also entered the room at some point. After seeing the old woman in front of the table, Song Yuling looked at Ming Haoqi again, as if to confirm something with him, although the two did not say a word here, Yan Jin felt that the two people must have talked just now.

At this moment, the old woman suddenly stopped what she was doing, and her stiff fingers picked up a thread from the table, which was a black thread, thicker than ordinary sewing thread, like twine, and she was struggling to sew the thread to the needle in her hand.

Yan Jin realized at this time that she didn't know when, the thread on the old woman's needle had run out, but she was a dead person after all, her body was stiff, and her fingers were not as flexible as a living person, even if the needle in her hand was very thick and the needle hole was large enough, but she just couldn't pass the thread through it no matter what.

Suddenly, Liu Yihao, who had been sitting quietly beside the old woman, stretched out a hand and took the needle and thread from the old woman's hand, and then easily threaded the thread into the needle hole. But Liu Yihao didn't seem to feel it, I saw him use the pricked index finger and thumb to pinch the thread from the pinhole to the end of the thread, and finally very intimately rolled up the end of the thread with two fingers and tied a knot, after completing this series of actions, he handed over the needle and thread that had been sewn in his hand to the old woman, this process is like a son helping a dazzling mother sew a thread, everything looks reasonable and harmonious, except for the old woman.

Under the faint light of the oil lamp, Yan Jin found that the thread had just been stained with Liu Yihao's bloodstains, dotted with dots, from the end of the thread to the knot at the end of the thread.

The old woman took the needle and continued to pick up the shirt on the table and sew it.

The two people in front of them got along well and were happy, but Yan Jin's heart had turned upside down, "How long does this old woman have to sew?" What if Yihao wakes up during this period? He's really going to be scared to death that way. ”

As soon as Yan Jin's words fell, he suddenly saw that the old woman seemed to hear what he was thinking, and she raised her head and turned slowly to them, only to see that the corners of her mouth were grinning in a strange arc, revealing two rows of white Sensen's teeth in her mouth, as if she was smiling at them.

Although Yan Jin had already thought that her front would definitely be more terrifying, when he really saw it, he found that the word horror was far from enough. The face in front of him can no longer be called a face at all, the facial features are already blurred, the skin and flesh on the face are similar to those on the hands, and it is estimated that he will fall off if he moves slightly. One ear was gone, and the remaining one was rotten, with a few strands of silver hair scattered from its head pinned to it. There was a hollow hole in the eye socket, and there was nothing in it, but it was more terrifying than any terrible look. The cartilage at the tip of her nose had rotted, leaving only two black bone holes, and she would not have to breathe now, which was useless. The only thing that is still intact on the whole face is this mouth, but now her upper lip has been split in half, and most of her lower lip has left her face, leaving only a small piece still hanging at the corner of her mouth. Although the old woman in front of her was smiling hard, the moment she saw her, Yan Jin felt a chill rush from the soles of her feet to her head.

"Xiao Yun." Before Yan Jin could react, he had been blocked by Ming Haoqi all of a sudden, and the sound of a needle "ding" was blocked back by Ming Haoqi's Wuwen in his hand.

Ming Haoqi didn't know what to say again, and then rushed towards the old woman with Song Yuling.

The needle just now was the sewing needle that had been held by the old woman in her hand, and there was still a thread hanging at the end of the needle at this time, and that thread was the one that Liu Yihao had just sewn with his own hands, and there were mottled blood stains on it.

The old woman saw that the blow missed, so she stabbed the sewing needle that had returned to her hand at Ming Haoqi again. And at this time, Liu Yihao seemed to be a different person, with a low howl in his throat, like crazy, I saw him stretch out a hand, smash the table in front of him with one palm, and then rushed towards Song Yuling with teeth and claws, with the drop of the oil lamp on the table, the only remaining glimmer of light in the room was gone.

Yan Jin hurriedly ran to the door, pushed the door open, and the moonlight outside the house spilled in in an instant, and the hut was instantly a little brighter than just now.

Although Liu Yihao seems to have changed people, he is still far from Song Yuling. Song Yuling didn't want to hurt him, so he just avoided his unruly kicks and fists, but seeing that Liu Yihao seemed to be tireless, his shots became more and more frequent and heavier, and he couldn't control it at all. In the end, Song Yuling saw the right time and slashed at the back of Liu Yihao's neck with a hand knife, this blow had a remarkable effect, and he saw his body stunned, and he collapsed to the ground at once, and finally fainted.

On the other side, the old woman and the needle in her hand were very annoying, and they had collided with it several times, and the tip of the needle was broken, but the needle still moved freely, and the thread hanging from the needle hole was dangling, and it seemed to be very proud.

Song Yuling walked up to Ming Haoqi and said, "This old woman has no anger on her, it stands to reason that she will not come out to harm people, I am afraid that there is something behind it." ”

Ming Haoqi didn't answer, flew to the old woman, tapped her forehead twice with her hand, and then put a spirit talisman on her forehead, the old woman first stood still, and then fell straight backwards.

With the old woman's fall, the broken needle finally fell in response.

Yan Jin hurriedly ran to Liu Yihao's side, checked it carefully, and finally found that he just fainted, and there was no big problem, so he sat down on the ground all of a sudden, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally let go of his heart.

A gust of night wind blew, and Yan Jin couldn't help but shiver. Suddenly, he jumped up from the ground, looked around, and shouted in disbelief, "Where are we?" What about the house just now? ”

Yan Nian, who had been following him all the time, said, "Childe, that house is just an illusion, in fact, we have been in this wilderness just now. ”

"What, fake?" Yan Jin couldn't figure out where the house looked like a fake anyway, just now he opened the door of the house with his hand, Yan Jin looked at his hands in disbelief, and he seemed to be able to feel the touch of the wooden doorknob now.

Yan Nian nodded and said, "Well, Childe, these are all little tricks, you don't have to worry too much." ”

On the other side, Ming Haoqi and Song Yuling disposed of the old lady's body and walked back to Yan Jin, Ming Haoqi asked, "Xiao Yun, are you okay?" ”

Yan Jin said, "I'm fine, that ...... How's it going? Yan Jin's eyes glanced slightly into the distance, but quickly retracted them.

"Don't worry, it's okay, let's go back."

Yan Jin walked a few steps, under the moonlight, he suddenly saw something in the grass flashing silver light, he squatted down and used his hands to remove the weeds, in the messy grass at this time was lying quietly a broken sewing needle, obviously the one just now.

Yan Jin carefully pinched the needle with two fingers, looked at it carefully for a while, and found that it was no different except that it was a little bigger and thicker than an ordinary needle.

"Xiao Yun, what's wrong?" Ming Haoqi saw that Yan Jin and Yan Nian hadn't kept up, so she turned around and asked.

Yan Jin raised the needle in his hand, waved it at Ming Haoqi, and said, "Ming Haoqi, look, I found the needle just now, but the thread on it is missing?" ”

After Ming Haoqi heard Yan Jin's words, her expression changed slightly in the night, but she quickly returned to normal, and only said, "Okay, let's go quickly." ”

Several people in the inn were already waiting very anxiously, and they were all looking around at the door of the inn at this time, and after Ye Xingchen saw Ming Haoqi and them coming back, he ran over from a distance and hurriedly asked, "Third Uncle, are you okay?" ”

Ming Haoqi said, "We're fine", and then explained to Ye Xingchen, "Xingchen, let's go to Zhu's house early tomorrow morning, and Mrs. Zhu's body has been found." "This old lady Zhu died more than 20 days ago, but a few days ago, when the Zhu family went to worship, they found that the old lady's grave had been dug up at some point, the coffin was wide open, and the funeral things in the coffin were the same, but the old lady's body was gone, which was one of the corpse theft cases that Ming Haoqi and they had been investigating in the past few days.

Ye Xingchen heard Ming Haoqi say that they had found Old Madam Zhu's body, and said in surprise, "Did the third senior uncle find Old Madam Zhu's body?" Uncle Shi, where did you find it? ”

Ming Haoqi said, "This matter is a long story, I will talk to you later, you should take Liu Gongzi back to rest first." ”

On the side, Qiao Shen had already picked up Liu Yihao, who was still unconscious, from Song Yuling's side, and after Ye Xingchen heard Ming Haoqi's words, he hurriedly walked over and helped Liu Yihao into the inn with Qiao Shen.

Ming Haoqi turned to Yan Jin and said, "Let's go in too." ”

Tossed for most of the night, Yan Jin lay on the bed but did not feel sleepy, tossing and turning and never falling asleep, and finally he simply got out of bed, put on his clothes and went out of the room.