Probably her good deeds had been ruined again, and there were no eyeballs in her blood-red eyes, but he could still feel the sadness and anger of the female ghost as she stared at him.

Jiang Futing's heart sank, since he was discovered, he didn't hesitate, he rushed directly behind the little boy.

At the same time as his figure came out, the female ghost was snatched by someone's mouth, and let out a particularly piercing and terrible scream, "Ah!!!! ”

The sound was like an ultrasound wave that directly swept through his ears and pierced his brain, Jiang Futing was stabbed by this sound, and his consciousness was turbulent, and he was in a trance for a moment, and there were bursts of pinprick-like stinging pain from his brain.

Just after his attention was distracted and his movements were slowed down, the female ghost finished screaming, and the ghost also rushed towards this side at the same time.

Jiang Futing no longer concealed it at this moment, and the gray gas suddenly churned on his body.

The female ghost rushed to him with a hideous face, and the moment she stretched out her white hand to grab Jiang Futing, she happened to touch the turbid qi that jumped up, and her fingertips seemed to have touched an invisible and scorching flame.

The burning pain suddenly spread, and the place touched by her fingertips became faintly transparent as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid to melt, and the female ghost screamed in horror again.

She was stimulated by the sudden change in Jiang Futing's body, and her emotions became even more extreme, stretching out her miserable white hands, and rushing straight forward desperately.

Jiang Futing immediately surrounded the little boy and quickly retreated.

The little boy had not yet fully woken up from the nightmare of the female ghost, and he struggled desperately in his hands, and the whites of his round eyes were scarlet.

"Mom! Mom! He was enchanted and full of eyes full of only the female ghost, and kept shouting.

Jiang Futing felt that the strength of the child in his hand was too great, even stronger than that of an ordinary adult man, and he was almost freed from his hands several times.

Jiang Futing firmly wrapped his waist around him and didn't let him slip away, but the little boy didn't appreciate it when he went deep into the nightmare, and he opened his bloody mouth and was about to bite him on the arm.

On the one hand, he took care of the continuous crazy attacks of the female ghosts, and on the other hand, he wanted to watch the little boy in his arms, and he was a little overwhelmed.

The female ghost suddenly came straight up, with a thick bloody aura all over her body, surging towards him overwhelmingly.

Jiang Futing had just avoided the family when there was a pain on his arm as the skin was broken by a sharp weapon.

He was so angry that he almost threw away the child in his hand, but he slapped the child's face twice, "Wake up." ”

The little boy didn't seem to feel anything in his slap, and his pupils were still cloudy, until the cold blood ran down his teeth and the tip of his tongue and spread all over his mouth.

The little boy seemed to wake up and came back to his senses, the strong smell of blood made him disgusting but not so repulsive, he realized that he was biting a piece of meat in his mouth, he slowly loosened his mouth, raised his head, and looked at the dark and gloomy area around him with some blankness.

The female ghost found that her illusion had been cracked, and her momentum suddenly skyrocketed, and she looked at Jiang Futing angrily, as if she was going to eat him alive.

"My son! Give back my son! This time, the female ghost rushed straight towards them without reservation

Come.

Before the little boy could react, he felt a sudden wind blow in his ears, and his body was taken away.

And the moment they dodged, the female ghost was already standing where they had just been.

In the flash of lightning, he had completely recovered his senses, his eyes were filled with fear, his face turned pale, and he looked at the female ghost who was coming towards them in horror and fear.

Seeing the face clearly, the little boy's pupils suddenly shrank.

Jiang Futing felt that the movement in his hand was much smaller, and the strength of the struggle became normal, although he didn't know what the reason was, but the child finally came to his senses.

He subconsciously exhaled, but this breath was not finished, but his heartbeat was slamming in the next second.

I only heard the child in my arms shouting loudly to the female ghost who had attacked them not long ago, even though he was awake: "Mom! ”

This voice was different from the weird hoarse when he was bewitched just now, and it sounded transparent.

Jiang Futing almost wanted to relay what Bai Tang told him last night to this child, but now that the child's consciousness is still clear, he doesn't know what will develop in the future, but it is difficult to speak again.

When the female ghost heard the voice, the ghost figure galloping into the air suddenly stopped, and a trace of dazedness flashed in her empty eyes, as if she had misheard.

She looked around, then looked at the target in Jiang Futing's hand, wondered for a while, made sure that she had really heard it wrong, looked overwhelmed, and rushed towards them again.

Jiang Futing took advantage of the confusion in the mountains and forests to keep running in the woods, and his cold gaze turned to look at the female ghost behind him, thinking about whether to get rid of it or eliminate it directly.

If they are eliminated, I am afraid that if there are really manipulators, they will attract their attention.

All kinds of thoughts are like bamboo shoots after the rain constantly popping up in his mind and being quickly destroyed by him, but he doesn't have much time to think about it, the female ghost's offensive is obviously becoming more and more intense, and the power in her body seems to be inexhaustible.

You can't spend it here until dawn, then you have to be discovered by the villagers.

After weighing the two phases, Jiang Futing picked a slightly less risky one, and after his heart was confirmed, his other palm began to condense the ash ball.

Just as he was about to make a move, the little boy in his arms called out coldly: "Mom! Mom! ”

Except for the female ghost who was completely stunned, Jiang Futing's movements couldn't help but stagnate, and the turbidity in his hand almost slipped his hand.

He couldn't speak, so he could only break his little face and stare at him.

The little boy couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the person who had been holding him to escape for his life would be Jiang Futing, and his heart was shocked, and he even forgot his hatred and disgust for him because of the day's events: "Why are you?" ”

It's also a shame that this kid can still notice the details of his body at this moment of urgency, and suddenly reacts sensitively and asks, "Huh? Aren't you lame? ”

Jiang Futing stubbornly defended his identity as a dumb person, and could only wink at him angrily.

At this moment of their pause, the female ghost "Boom!" again "Boom!" Jump to them.

Jiang Futing ignored the little boy's gaze that was still attached to him, and stepped back vigilantly

The little boy was distracted by his action, and looked back at the female ghost who kept moving closer to them.

His expression had an indescribable excitement, two faces that were completely different from the arrogance and willfulness of the day, he grabbed the placket on Jiang Futing's chest, and couldn't wait to say: "You wait, you run slowly, she is my mother!" She's my mom! ”

Jiang Futing looked at the person in his arms suspiciously, seriously doubting whether the child was still partially stuck in the illusion and had not finished sobering up.

But in the next second, something even more unbelievable happened to him, and the female ghost would suddenly stop every time the little boy said the word mother.

She stood there, Jiang Futing didn't move again, and the blood-red liquid in the female ghost's eyes suddenly accelerated its flow.

He could feel the other's gaze staring at the person in his arms almost nostalgically, gentle enough to seem to dispel all the darkness around him.

Under her affectionate gaze, the little boy became more and more emotional, and even pulled out a hand and couldn't help but wave it at her: "Mom! I'm Li Yu, Mom! ”

The female ghost stood on one foot in the wind, and her figure swayed as soon as the wind blew, as if she could be blown down at any time, but she was already used to standing like this, and no matter how strong the wind was, she could be as stable as a rock.

The crooked feet supported the weight of the whole person, but the place where there should be something on the other side was empty, looking indescribably desolate and bleak.

As soon as she opened her mouth, more blood came out of her mouth, and her scalp was tingling.

"Mom!" The little boy's excited voice was full of painful worry, and this cry was like poking an ice pick into Jiang Futing's heart.

The prejudice against this child because of the daytime seems to have dissipated because of these two simple words.

The cold hand that wrapped around the child couldn't help but clench a little.

He frowned, seeing the mutual reaction between the two people, it didn't look like a simple illusionary bewitchment, the longing and remembrance in the woman's eyes were all genuine.

Including the little boy's voice, which can no longer be awake.

Is it really a mother and son?

But since she is the wife of the village chief, how could she be reduced to this, he suddenly recalled in his mind that bullying and mean face, it can't be because of the loss of his wife, and he has become what he is now.

It doesn't look like it, judging from the village chief's behavior and speaking habits, that kind of bullying and domineering is more like it comes out of his bones.

But he can't even poison his wife, but when he thinks about it, he feels that it's not really impossible.

What kind of virtue is the indigenous people in the village, he has only been here for a short day, but he has already seen a lot of human coldness.

These people may have been nourished by evil thoughts and fears into bloodthirsty monsters.

And what is it, it really can't be done.

The female ghost was completely stunned, probably because she hadn't heard this familiar cry for too long, which made her a little in a trance, and she thought several times that she had heard it wrong.

It was as if she had been dreaming for a long time, and the dream was a black and red world.

There was blood and carnage everywhere, and there was no one alive in that world

No, the flowers and trees around her seemed to have a spirit and often smiled at her with malice, and occasionally a walking dead with a festering and swollen face appeared.

She didn't even know where she got the strength, she just knew that she was crazy, and rushed up to kill them.

Because only if these things die, she will survive without being harmed.

She was scared, scared to the point of madness, during the long night, but the only thing she remembered was looking for her son.

But where is her son?

She went from house to house in the coffin-like houses, but there were only corpses lying next to each other in the coffin buildings, and she never saw her son.

Maybe the son was too naughty, so he slipped into these coffins to play. Her son is still so young, and she can understand that he is too playful.

So every time she changed the coffin room, she had to call it, and after a while, maybe her son had enough fun, and ran out by himself.

Until just now, she heard that familiar voice, the clear and immature voice seemed to penetrate from another world, intermittently several times, like a white light suddenly penetrated into the turbid and dark sight, and her heart was suddenly surging and was completely awakened.

She looked at her current environment with some ignorance, and the memories of the past were like a flood that wiped her out at once.

She suddenly remembered something, and looked at the tall and thin young man in front of her and the child he had been protecting in his arms.

That's her son!

It's the son she has been looking for for a long time and looking forward to it every night!

Jiang Futing only saw the female ghost stunned for a long time, and finally reluctantly moved, and when he was about to remain vigilant and continue to retreat, the placket on his chest was tugged by the little boy at this time.

He was so happy that he couldn't speak, he didn't know whether he was too excited or afraid that he would admit his mistake, and his little hand trembled slightly: "She seems to recognize me!" Mom seems to recognize me! You put me down, she's my mom, she's not a monster! ”

When the female ghost heard the word monster, her voice jumped.

Monster?

Am I the monster they all fear and avoid?

(End of chapter)