Chapter 156: Overnight Stay in Strange Town [2]

The corpses of the living and the dead merged, and the pure white that appeared in the sky instantly turned into a brilliant demon red, and the darkness in the demon red was about to devour all the corrupt souls.

In the middle of the night, the bronze mirror, the human face projected in the mirror is weird and ghostly...... Slowly, the expression of the person in the mirror became hideous and distorted...... In the end, only the blood-red head was left hanging from the beams...... The black nails cut open the closed eyes, blood flowed from the corners of the eyes, and a desperate black appeared in the blurred vision, the black nails were stained with bloodshots, and the eyeballs were forcibly peeled off, leaving only the black hole and hole in the eye sockets, with a heartbreaking, distorted scream!!

"What the hell are you...... Who is it!! ”

"Who is it!!"

"I, Moissan, have never offended you, you devil!! Come to a sticky end!!! ”

"Oh? Why don't you just see who dies first? Well? How about today, you fools, to watch a fireworks display? "The unknown voice is low and evil, and he is murderous, and seems to be happy to see the world wailing in the wilderness.

"You devil! More than a thousand lives in Moisan Town will never let you go, even if you turn into a powerful ghost!! ”

The man sneered: "Ordinary people, it is your blessing to be able to exchange your lives for the cultivation of this seat. ”

Immediately, in the hands of the ghostly people, a cluster of ghost fire appeared, instantly igniting the entire Moisan Town, and the sea of fire was monstrous! Purgatory on Earth!!

"Ahβ€”β€”!!h

"Helpβ€”β€”!"

"Kid!! - My childβ€”β€”!! ”

"You can't die wellβ€”β€”!!"

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The villagers watched the flames burn on their bodies, and they were powerless to resist.

Puffs of black smoke rose from the villagers, ghostly burning on them, their clothes and shoes intact as if they were fine.

"Ahβ€”β€”!h The howls of pain were mixed with despair and helplessness, and waves were sent into the distance.

The body and soul being grilled by the flame at the same time is a pain that ordinary people simply can't imagine.

Burning at the stake has always been the most inhumane form of punishment. Among them, cannon branding is even more famous, burning people alive, or burning slowly. Much more cruel than the so-called Ling Chi.

"Don't die well!!" The villagers' distorted faces and screaming voices were no longer human, men, women, and children, their faces were deformed, their skin was open, and their skin was peeling off piece by piece......

The fire raged all night! Little by little, the town of Moisan was swallowed up and burned down little by little......

The ground, horizontal and vertical, has some charred black humanoid marks.

Ultimately...... The picture that the spirit saw was on a charred right hand, only the black, charred and dripping bloody hand, stubbornly, clutching an ivory tightly, as if grasping the thing that had killed the whole village......

That pattern is......

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth hooked up a playful arc, and sure enough, things began to get more and more interesting, her fingers pecked lightly, and with a single stroke, the slender bones were distinct, the snowy moonlight fell on her fingertips, and the white jade was carved beautifully.

"Elder Night might as well wait a little here, the old man will send someone to investigate the situation." Elder Mo Yi let out a low voice, his eyes thoughtful.

"I'll just go." Ye Ling curled his thin lips and smiled lazily, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he walked away with the lights in the house not far away.

Moissan, it's a good name.

On one side of the courtyard, the flowers are splendid, the warm yellow lights come out through the window, warm and calm, the ladder outside the small courtyard, a little girl who is about ten years old, with two pigtails, sits on the steps and plays with dolls, and the dress is scarred, but it seems to have been worn for some years, the immature children's voice with the loveliness of the grandmother's glutinous glutinous, and the empty town echoes with a strange ethereal.

"Ragdoll ......"

"Ragdoll ......" twenty or fifty thousand

"A ragdoll ......"

"Eyebrows, eyes, no ......blinking"

"Have a nose, have a mouth, don't speak......"

"She's a fake doll, not a real doll...... No father and mother love her......"

The little girl raised her little head, her eyes were shining, and then she stood up, her little hand wrapped around the rag doll in her arms, the bun face was white and cute, with a soft and glutinous childish voice: "Big brother, do you want to play with me with the rag doll?" ”

Ye Ling casually pinched her face, her momentum gradually became cold, and her phoenix eyes were extremely dark, like a devouring abyss: "Big brother, I'll play with you with the rag doll later, can you call your father and mother out first?" ”

The little girl's eyes widened when she heard this, and she was aggrieved: "That's ...... That...... I asked my father and mother to come out, and the eldest brother will play with me with the rag doll, if the eldest brother breaks his promise......"

Before the words fell, the yin qi around the little girl became thicker and thicker, and she became more and more cold and cold, and her eyes were a little empty and dull: "If the big brother breaks his promise, it will be so painful to be burned by fire......"

There are a lot of people who don't talk and are burned by the fire, it really hurts......

The younger siblings will also be upset......

"Go ahead." Ye Ling hooked his lips and smiled, the red-clothed evil man stood so lightly.

The little girl ran in, and her immature little voice shouted, "Father, mother, there is a guest coming." ”

"Squeak-"

In the ancient courtyard house, the door opened a crack, and a woman leaned out slightly, and her voice was hoarse: "Where did the son come from......

Ye Ling, who heard the voice, raised his eyes, and the woman who came into his eyes was just a wisp of ghost, her face was pale and not like a human color, half of her body skin was hanging on her body one by one, and her hair was creepy.

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was soft and shallow: "Auntie, we are businessmen passing by to talk about business, if it is late today, it is inconvenient to hurry, I wonder if Auntie can stay overnight?" ”

The woman was silent, and two terrifying white eyes looked at Ye Ling outside the door, and a dozen or so people not far away, and hesitated slightly, Moisan Town has always not allowed outsiders to stay overnight.

"Mother, mother, is it okay to let this beautiful brother in red live with those uncles and uncles, Yin'er likes the big brother, and the big brother said that he wants to play with Yin'er with rag dolls." Mo Yue's ten-year-old little girl tugged on her mother's sleeve softly and shook it gently, her voice was sweet and indulgent, lively and cute, and her beautiful and clear eyes were full of hope and pleading, how could anyone be willing to refuse such a cute little girl.

Seeing this, the woman showed a loving expression, touched the little girl's head lovingly, and looked at Ye Ling: "In this way, come in, just leave early tomorrow, Moisan Town will not leave outsiders." ”

The woman opened the door and made a gesture of please, and because of the opening of the small courtyard gate, Ye Ling saw that a warm lamp was lit in the house, and a simple and honest middle-aged man also smiled politely at her.

"So, it's a nuisance."

Ye Ling's eyes were deep, and he motioned for Yin Heng to let them into the house, this courtyard is quite large, there are Qiankun inside, in addition to the main house, there are four guest rooms, the layout is quite warm and elegant, but compared to other places, this small courtyard is really a little weird and cold.

One side of the room.

"There are no living people in this town, and the souls of the villagers seem to be trapped in the town and cannot leave." Yin Heng sighed helplessly and said to Ye Ling.

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows: "Sure enough, those who know me, Yin Heng, there are indeed no living people in this Moisan Town, all of them are ghosts, and now every word and deed is just an impression left in the mind before death, and this little girl's voice may be the key to a breakthrough in this matter." ”

"False praise, Yin Heng knew about this because of the Stopping Pill." Yin Heng's smile was clean and cold: "Stopping Pill, the one who takes it, is like a dead corpse." Surrounded by corpse qi, and stepping into this town, the death qi is not only stronger layer by layer, as for the girl Yin'er, why did Ye Ling say that? ”

Ye Ling's eyes deepened: "Yin Heng, can you remember, what else did you see in the ghost snake except for the infant spirit that was less than ten years old?" ”

Yin Heng's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his gentle and elegant appearance on weekdays was slightly different: in the ghosts that day, in addition to the infant spirit, there were more yin trees and sycamores all over the city, and the city was full of shaky dolls!

Those rag dolls, different sizes, and that day, the ghost city drizzled, and there were several mud-stained rag dolls from the shrubs, and the rag dolls that were invaded by the drizzle were embarrassed, and the strange ones were the eyes of the rag dolls, I didn't know why I saw the eyes of the rag dolls that day, and I couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and I felt as if it was crying, attracting him, making him feel like he couldn't take his eyes off it.

That's when he was in a hallucination, surrounded by rag dolls, beside the trees, on him, on the ground...... They grinned and grinned eerily, and each ragdoll crawled slowly towards him with blood on it.

"Beautiful brother, play with me with rag dolls." Yin Heng heard a tender child's voice behind him, he looked back and saw that it was a little girl of five or six years old, wearing a little white dress, painted with bright red blood, her face had a deep hole, all of which were exposed to white bones, as if she had been cut with a knife, she was crying, but what came out of her crying was blood, and she looked at him with white eyes without pupils.