I was caught off guard by the slamming of the thing and knocked it back several steps and hit the wall straight into it.

If it weren't for the wall, I would have fallen.

I was so frightened that when I reached out and touched it, it turned out to be an iron pillar.

The iron pillar fell to the ground, but he slammed himself to his feet, still letting out a terrible howl at the room.

By the faint light of the candle, I found that the body of the iron pillar was as wet and collapsed as if it had been fished out of the water, and the hair on its body was also broken into locks.

You must know that dogs do not have sweat glands, and sweat all by the tongue.

But at this time, it was clearly sweating, otherwise there was no water in the room, how could it be wet. Could it be that the physical function of the iron pillar is different from that of an ordinary dog?

I don't have time to think about this biological problem, because the ensuing crisis is even greater.

I was impressed by the performance of the iron pillar this time, and it also made me believe that it should really not be an ordinary stray dog.

When we were cornered, it actually burst out with powerful energy, and it was obviously just engaged in a fierce battle with the things in the house, but the thing was too evil for the iron pillar to help it.

Even so, at this time, the iron pillar still maintained an offensive posture, hunched over, and yelled at the door of the room.

What the hell is in there, so powerful?

Is it a ghost? Or what?

I swallowed, judging by the performance of the iron pillar, the other party should not have come out of the room yet.

But this inexplicable sense of crisis made me breathless, and my chest felt like it was about to be suffocated. Now that the iron pillar has come out, this makes me want to run away again.

At that moment, the flames of the two candles I had lit on the ground suddenly rose a few points, and then dimmed again. This repeated several times, and it was extinguished with a pop.

As I closed the curtains, the room was plunged into darkness.

I scrambled to pull a flashlight out of my backpack and flipped the switch to light the room.

In a moment, a faint mist rose in the room.

"It's ...... Ghost Mist ......"

I've experienced this a few times, where the feminine matter gathers, there is often fog. This is caused by the accumulation of yin qi, and the third uncle told me that the soul gathers to give birth to yin, and yin becomes evil for a long time.

This means that when ghosts and other yin objects are gathered together, a large amount of yin energy can be generated. And the yin qi does not disperse, and it can turn into evil qi after a long time.

If a person is often contaminated with yin, everything will not go well, malaise, unwell, often get sick, and so on. But if you are rushed by the evil spirit, you will be seriously ill at least and your life will be gone.

And people like the third uncle and Chu Liuyan who have Taoist skills don't dare to break the trouble easily. However, it is difficult to form evil qi in ordinary places, and it takes more and more time to get there.

The reason why the third uncle dared to take me to break the murderous mansion was because of the various murderous mansions like the ones we were going to break, at most, the yin qi would be heavier, and it would basically not become evil. That's why he was so relieved and bold to take my mallet around.

Like the last time we went to Nanliu Village, the fog that appeared in the village was yin

Caused by excessive weight.

The fog in the house today should be the same.

However, with the appearance of this mist, the iron pillar reacted more violently. It lunged forward a few times, then froze again. Obviously, there are still fears.

And my flashlight shone into the mist, forming a faint pillar of light.

And I noticed that at the end of the pillar of light, something seemed to move.

That's right, something came out of that room.

The iron pillar screamed more violently, but his body kept shrinking back.

Apparently this is the thing that just fought with it.

I got goosebumps and blinked vigorously at the thing.

At this point, I had forgotten about the escape, and I was trying to figure out what it was.

Due to the fog, the thing I looked at was also vague, and the size was not very large, just a mass of white flowers, and it moved a few times on the ground.

The more mysterious this thing is, the more I want to uncover it.

All the dangers and situations were thrown aside by me, and I took two steps forward.

It was the distance of these two steps that allowed me to see that thing clearly.

What I never expected was that the soft mass of white flowers turned out to be a baby, a newborn baby.

This immediately reminded me of what Xue Quangui told me about what happened in this room, a two-headed baby was just born, and he cut off a head with a pair of scissors.

Is this the baby? Didn't Xue Quangui say that he would dispose of that baby?

Or is the baby I seeing just his ghost? At this time, the yin qi is in full bloom, and it is also possible to gather yin and form it. In other words, in this state of ghostly fog, my two naked eyes may also see the existence of ghosts.

In Nanliu Village, I saw the team of ghosts who went to prepare for the cliff burial.

My eyes were fixed on the baby, and sure enough, I saw two heads, one large and one small, resting around his neck.

The eyes on the big head are closed, as if you were asleep. But the eyes on the little head were staring at me, and the corners of their mouths turned up, revealing a sly smile.

"Ah......" Seeing this baby shook my nerves greatly. That's when the fear from the inside out comes like a mountain.

The baby stared at me for a moment, then crawled towards me.

My arms trembled, and from the light of the flashlight, I saw that the baby's belly still had a long umbilical cord hanging from it. The umbilical cord was covered in blood, dragging on the ground, leaving a long blood mark.

"it." I reacted, yelled, turned and ran.

Who knew that I couldn't make out the direction in this fog, and when I turned around and ran two steps, I realized that I didn't run to the door. Instead, he ran to the sofa, tripped over the coffee table, and fell directly to the ground.

I heard a dog bark, and the pillar rushed forward again.

I barked at the good dog, and before I could see clearly, I saw the iron pillar pounce on the baby, but it was suddenly bounced away.

The iron pillar let out a wail and lay on the ground, his body trembling incessantly, as if he was injured.

The baby was small, but the head was huge. Iron pillar this

The dog was so big that he bounced it off, and I didn't even see how the baby did it.

The baby grinned as he crawled over to me.

My legs went limp, and I tried to stand a few times, but they all failed. I could only hold on to one hand on the ground, and I kept backing up.

I didn't dare to throw the flashlight in my other hand, and at this time my last reliance, if the flashlight went out, in this darkness, I would be slaughtered. So my flashlight kept shining on the baby.

The eyes on the baby's head were always closed. But the march was not affected at all.

It's as if its actions are governed by that little head.

(End of chapter)

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