The scream, neither male nor female, neither human nor animal, heard that people's scalps were numb, and the second uncle gasped, saying in his heart...... Is it the black corpse who is torturing the children in the village?

Those children, like Wang Ting, have been refined into a combination of humans and beasts, and the voices they make are so evil and weird......

After a miserable scream, there was a deathly silence again, and the second uncle felt that Xiao Wang Ting had been wet with cold sweat, and her body kept shaking, as if she was terrified to the extreme.

He wanted to open his mouth and ask, but after thinking about it for a while, forget it, everything ..... Wait until the danger has passed.

"Woooooo Woo woo woo ....... "After a while, there was a very sad cry echoing outside, and what was frightening was that the cry... It looks like it's around the entrance of the cave!

This dark cave where the Afoetum corpse fungus is hidden is located in the depression of the mountain, with the mouth facing the side, so the second uncle and Wang Ting can observe the outside world very limitedly, the second uncle is shocked and wonders, who is crying at the entrance of the cave? Don't..... Also a child of the village? Impossible? No one followed them when they came in.

And even if someone follows, they won't be unable to hear footsteps, so why would a cry suddenly appear next to the entrance of the cave? To know..... The cave walls are at least a hundred or two hundred meters away from the outskirts of the village, and the terrain is so undulating and rocky that even if the children in the house look out, they will never find out where they are hiding.

Not to mention..... Wang Ting is short, and the second uncle climbed in.

"Woooooo Woo woo woo woo ...... "The heartbroken cry came again, this time closer, as if... The cryer is about to appear in front of him, and the second uncle's hair stands up!

But... Just hear the voice, not see the person, feel ...... The weeping man was less than half a meter away from them.

The second uncle turned his head to look at Xiao Wang Ting in astonishment, although Xiao Wang Ting was trembling in horror, she also squinted and shook her head slightly, suggesting that the second uncle should not make any sound.

After a while, the crying seemed to fade away..... But it always reverberates around the mountain wall, like a ghost floating from valley to valley.

The second uncle gasped and said in his heart..... This fuck, it can't be a ghost, right?

This black corpse is like coming, controlling zombies, demons, presumably the genus of ghosts should also be able to control, I met a crying ghost when I collected treasure in my early years, mother! Could this be a routine thing?

It shouldn't be those children, Wang Ting said just now, those children are locked in the house, and only she can come out to find food.

Another terrible scream! This time it was even harsher to hear, and it felt... It's like torturing a eunuch, and the male duck has a girl's voice in his voice, which makes people want to vomit! At the same time, the second uncle caught a glimpse of a tall white shadow flashing in the rocky bushes outside, jumping and jumping, as if white impermanence!

He shuddered, what was that? What a wicked door! Subconsciously shrank back again, and when the palm of his hand moved, he felt that something was fetters, and when he touched it gently, he couldn't help but be shocked again!

But see the palm of your own hand...... The white hair came out again, and it was connected with Tingting's crippled arm!

Oh, my God! What the hell is Demon Ling going to do, Lao Xian is involved in the two of them..... Tied together, I couldn't move, and with a slight pull, Wang Ting trembled like an electric shock in pain!

The second uncle blinked in confusion, unable to predict what would happen next?

There were cries outside, and vague... Knowing Suosuo's curse, the second uncle had already determined at this time that it was the monster that jumped and jumped! Damn! Could it be... It's what Master said about crying!

Crying is a general term for a type of zombie, before attacking people, it will make a sound similar to crying, or like a woman, or like an old man, mainly because the resentment before life is too big, and there is still nowhere to vent emotions after death.

Ordinary travelers and merchants, if they find that there are no lights in an old house, and there is no one occupied, but there is a crying sound from time to time, it is light to meet ghosts, if they meet the crying murderer, it is really eight lifetimes of blood mold!

In this underground world, the black corpse Rulai has collected a group of strange zombie evils, and it is not surprising that there is a crying fierce, but it is a pity that the master is not there, otherwise he will hang his eyebrows and nails, and cry his tongue...... All the materials she had to collect were all there.

Then again, where did Master go? Still in Hades, or..... Still at Sun Zhuzi's house, or rather, waiting at the entrance of the cave where the Tiger Lady opened the temple? The second uncle is not sure, the only thing that can be determined is that he is not by his side.

Time passed little by little, and the outside world returned to calm again, and it could be heard... There was only Xiao Wang Ting's breathing, and the sound of people's heartbeat...... The second uncle noticed that the little guy was no longer shaking, and there was still a comfortable feeling between breathing and breathing......

He looked at it with a side face and found that Xiao Wang Ting was really intoxicated, squinting, like a fox who was pretending to sleep!

"Thank you, uncle," she said in a low voice.

"What's the situation?" The second uncle heard her speak and also spoke.

Wang Ting raised her left paw and said, "Uncle, look, my hand has been cured by your fairy hair, you are really a fairy!" ”

The fluffy fox claws stretched and contracted, and they could really move, and even the swelling was gone, just like before, the second uncle was stunned...... Oh, my God! This tiger lady's demon feather is really amazing, not only can she repair herself, but she can also save others!

"Girl, what is the one who was crying outside just now?" The second uncle asked curiously.

Wang Ting blinked his fox eyes and said: "That's the Bodhisattva of Impermanence, a monster made of people and bats, when he cries and mourns, don't move, otherwise he will be determined!" ”

"I'll go!" The second uncle gasped and dared to love... Just now, this dog thing is releasing a signal, just like a bat, through the feedback band to determine the enemy's position!

"Uncle, this guy is very difficult to deal with, extremely cunning, once it finds you, the cry is no longer a cry, but a mourning requiem that makes you crazy, the eight great bodhisattvas are all afraid of it, it is the right-hand man of the black corpse," Xiao Wang Ting said in a low voice.

She paused and continued, "Let's be patient, wait here, wait for three days and three nights, and then do our thoughts." ”

The second uncle is a little confused, three days and three nights? The little guy is so patient, but this impermanent bat is really evil, and he must find a good way to deal with it.

"How many times has he been refining demons?" The second uncle asked curiously.

Wang Ting frowned and said, "At least 5 times." ”

"5 times, awesome! It's a miracle that it survived," the second uncle sighed.

Wang Ting nodded: "Indeed, the first time to refine the demon, the probability of success is one in five, the second time to refine the demon, the probability of success is one in ten, but by the third time, the probability of success has begun to increase, it can reach one-third, the fourth time is two-thirds, and in the fifth, the probability of success can be two-thirds, and after the marrow washing is completed, the probability will naturally come up." ”

The second uncle clicked his lips and counted, daring to love after five rounds, even if the probability of success is increased in the later stage, the probability of success is only 1 in 450, that is to say, there are nearly 500 children, and only one can become a "material......

He pondered blindly, and suddenly ..... Feeling that something was wrong with his body, a strong desire surged into his heart, Xiao Wang Ting was close to him, which made the second uncle gradually react, especially the slight fox on the half-demon's body, which stimulated him even more!

The second uncle felt terrible! This sense of depravity is much more terrifying than the demons and monsters, and when the master didn't come to Beijing before, the memory of wanting to eat a young lady is still fresh, and it seems that ..... Jiang Xiaoyun really left herself. Myself... I'm sick again!

He tried his best to force his thinking to dislike Wang Ting, but his body was next to each other, and he couldn't help but feel that he didn't want to grow grass! I can't leave Master for a moment! Myself... How could such a poor child have a desire for a half-demon!

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ting noticed the strangeness of the second uncle and asked worriedly.

The second uncle's face turned red, and he frowned: "No... It's nothing. ”

"Uncle, that white hair on your body seems to be the demon feather of a thousand-year-old goblin...... Where did you get it? Wang Ting continued to ask.

"Kid, don't talk to me yet, let me be quiet, okay?" The second uncle closed his eyes and said with a painful expression.

He tried to calm his mind and didn't think about anything, even... Trying to recall the life in the army, this is only slightly, suppressing that evil thought.

Like a taut string, the second uncle fell into meditation....... However, when the evil thoughts disappeared, he also became sleepy and fell asleep in a daze......

In his sleep, he saw An Rongrong again, and together with Rongrong, holding hands, he walked in the jungle.

The two of them giggled, like a couple, it seemed that the previous grievances and grievances had never happened, and the second uncle only fell in love with a little girl in his hometown.

An Rongrong said that she liked this big forest and the old woman who beat the drum......

The two of them came to a thatched hut, pushed open the door, and saw an old shaman woman skinning a woman!

The scene is so bloody, the woman's ribs are clear, the internal organs are overflowing, and the fat layer is flowing everywhere, which is very disgusting, but the second uncle doesn't think it's terrible, maybe he has seen too many cruel pictures, he is more curious, what is this old woman skinning people?

An Rongrong jumped to her mother-in-law's side with a smile and asked her mother-in-law curiously what she was peeling for? Who is this woman?

The shaman's face was full of wrinkles, just like a walnut that had become a fine walnut, and said with a smile, this is the mother and son, with the mother and son fierce skin drum, you can repel all demons, anyway, she sewed stitch by needle, the second uncle saw that the needle she used was clearly the nail of the eyebrows......

As soon as the picture switched, the old woman held a tambourine made of the skin of the mother and son murderer, standing on the big stone in the jungle and knocking constantly......

In a trance, the second uncle woke up suddenly, gasping for breath, and looked at Wang Ting beside him in surprise.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Wang Ting looked at him in horror.

Fine sweat oozed from the second uncle's forehead, and his brain was buzzing, as if he was ...... The dream just now is the real dream, the so-called dream within the dream before, but the "soul" is lost!

At this time, he strongly reflected on the difference between the two, the dream within the dream is logical, and the dream just now is illogical.......

"Oh, it's okay, I fell asleep and had a nightmare," the second uncle blinked and said blankly.

"Poof...... Uncle, you can really do it, you can sleep when you say you can, you can sleep under any circumstances," Wang Ting said with a smile.

As soon as she finished speaking, suddenly, a white shadow jumped to the entrance of the cave, and the second uncle saw it clearly..... A pair of white shirts and ancient shoes like mourning clothes, that is not impermanence..... Who else could it be?

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