When he was dying, his mind was in chaos, and he felt that everything in the past was like a bubble gradually rising.

Then came the darkness, the endless darkness.

And there seemed to be a voice in the dark, and I listened curiously, it was Grandpa's voice.

What is he saying?

But I couldn't hear clearly, until the short and thin men appeared in the darkness, and they looked at me and came towards me, crying and saying, "I'm so wronged, I'm so wronged!"

smiled bitterly, and said in my heart that I was going to die.

But when I saw the two of them, all of a sudden, I seemed to remember something.

No...... Wrong......

Can...... But where?

The memory began to be magnified, and it suddenly felt like something I had missed.

What is it?

What is it?

The short and thin men were still walking towards me, getting closer, closer and closer.

Their appearance was dilated in my pupils, and they were still the same as before, their eyes wide open and their mouths wide open.

"Wait, I seem to remember."

I pressed my temple, and suddenly remembered that these guys weren't scared to death?

I don't see any visible scars on my body left and right?

Don't...... Don't?

Holding back the pain all over my body, I pushed aside the corpse that was pressed against me and tried to get up.

After several struggles, I finally stood up, I looked at my now gnawed and mutilated legs, and then at the corpses that were attached to me and biting me, the pain that pierced my heart was still there, but I did push them away and stand up from the ground.

I poked, understood, it's an illusion!

This thought suddenly jumped deep into my heart.

Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, I tried to block out the pain in my limbs, sat upright on the ground and recited the meditation mantra.

Really...... Soon the hot feeling in his body disappeared, and his hands and feet seemed to be connected again, and when he opened his eyes, he still saw the high ground between the canyons.

Everything is gone, there is no rush of corpses, no biting, this is not hell, it is still an old place.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and then I noticed that there seemed to be something lying on my back, and my neck was scratched by some fluffy hair.

Before I could turn my head, I saw a paw on my shoulder like a human hand.

It was a white paw with a sharp claw at the end of the toe and a small epiderma between the toes.

This time it was something other than an illusion, and it was real to see, and the cold hairs all over my body exploded in an instant.

But before I could settle down, I felt the backpack on my body swaying from side to side.

"Damn, that thing is pulling my zipper."

At that time, my head was also hot, thinking that Lao Tzu was almost killed by you, and you still wanted to steal the things in my bag, so I directly reached out and grabbed the claws of that thing, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and suddenly threw it out.

This time I was ruthless, and the thing obviously didn't react, just "squeaked" and was smashed on a stone not far away, and the brain opened with a snap, splashing blood all over the ground.

I gasped for breath, and hurriedly raised my flashlight to look at it, but I saw that it was nothing else, it was a weasel, it was covered with light sand-brown fur, only the tail was snow-white, and it was struggling to crawl on the stone slab with difficulty.

"Weasels? Or whitetail? Suddenly remembered that this thing is called "yellow skin" in our countryside, at that time the older generation of people about it legends are countless, one of the most talked about is that it can bewitch people's minds and see through people's hearts, after becoming a sperm, like to contact with people, be bowed by people, sometimes help people, but its revenge is particularly strong, if someone bullies it, it will definitely double the revenge, so the old people always say that if they meet the yellow tiger wolf can not beat it.

And what's even more weird is that this kind of thing can worship the moon and turn into essence, once they have a negative aura, they will start to change color from the tail, and when the whole body is white, it means that they have cultivated into essence, and then they can attach to the human body and become a human life.

Looking at the yellow skin not far away, who swallowed his last breath, he thought to himself that since this tail has turned white, it means that he has already had Taoism, no wonder he can create this almost real illusion.

But this place is far from over, so it seems that the eight achievements in my backpack are a small yellow skin, and the yellow skin that created the illusion just now was attached to me to save it.

It followed me all the way through the gate, squeezing my neck, unzipping my backpack, and hallucinating as I got the hang of it, but even then it was only a halfway out, and the person behind the real use of the walkie-talkie to lure us over should still be hiding in this place.

"Who the hell is 'who'?"

I know that the reason for the "howling" is that the horn and the speaker are at a very close distance, so that "thing" should not be too far away from this corpse field.

Swallowing my spit, I knew "it" was nearby......

Picked up the flashlight from the ground, pressed his neck, and squinted his eyes to look around.

This is on the side of the forest in the "mountain", and in front of it is a dirt slope with the thickness of a wrist, crisscrossed by branches that break through the soil, and are the roots of trees that have taken root here for thousands of years.

When I looked up, the slope was about two stories high, and it stretched out of sight from left to right, like an ancient wall that surrounded the forest.

And what is surprising is that within this "city wall", there are also stone niches one by one, and there are black shadows one after another in them.

"Corpses?" I walked over with my flashlight.

The alcove was not too big, half a story high, and it was filled with the remnants of torches, wooden branches, and some bronze utensils covered in patina, and when I got closer, I suddenly realized that these were nothing, and what actually sat in it made me gasp.

I saw that there was a statue covered with moss in it, the statue was simple and vicissitudes, I don't know how many years it had been placed here, the whole had been integrated with the rhizomes in the soil slope, but the heads of those statues seemed to have been broken by something, and instead of a yellow skin crawling on it, the thing didn't know if it was dead, but the head was high, as if it had replaced the head of the stone statue.

In this way, these stone carvings are all turned into statues of Wong Tai Sin.

The light of the flashlight shone away, looking at the yellow-skinned sculpture with a sharp mouth and hairy face, a chill came out inexplicably, and it was obvious that only the yellow-skinned person could do this.

Exiting the stone niche, I looked down one by one, and soon found that all the stone niches here were all stone carvings with yellow skins.

Damn, I hit a cold fight, and I thought to myself, could it be that I entered the yellow skin nest? The yellow skins here can't be refined, and they will set up statues for themselves.

It's simply a fucking "corporate culture"

"Looks like there's more to it than just a yellow skin." I told myself that the reincarnation of the short and the thin ended here mostly because of these things, so you have to be careful anyway.

After all, the realism of the illusion just now is definitely comparable to the movie level.

"Hey!"

Just as he was thinking about it, a voice suddenly came out.

I subconsciously turned my head and suddenly saw a yellow-skinned man with white hair standing among the corpses in the clearing at this time.

The skin of that thing is smooth and smooth, the eyes are golden, and the bearing and demeanor are like a living person, and what is even more surprising is that the front paws of that thing do not have the skin membrane that normal weasel claws should have, and the fingers are extremely long, like ...... It's like a pair of hands.

And not only that, as the light of the flashlight flickered, I quickly saw the face of the yellow-skinned man, and then let out an exclamation, and staggered down to the stone niche.

"This ...... What the fuck is this? ”

I saw that the right half of the yellow-skinned man's head had features similar to those of a human.

It just stood quietly not far from me, looking at me with that half-human, half-beast face.