She bent down and reached out her hand, dipping her fingertips into the mist, stirring cautiously a few times.

The mist grew as her fingers swayed, like cream in coffee.

"I can't see the bottom line, I always feel quite mysterious." The girl thought it was funny, she had the courage to put her whole hand in, and then touched the ground, and then couldn't help but show a complicated expression: "The ground is really wet, slippery, like a layer of oil, disgusting." ”

I didn't move, and the uneasiness in my heart intensified.

After touching the ground a few times, the girl suddenly lost interest, and the nausea of her fingertips made her retract her hand. The time was close to seven o'clock, and she said suspiciously: "Hey, at this time, my uncles and aunts have already gone to the park next to the market to dance a group dance to exercise, why didn't anyone get up today?" ”

I turned my head and suddenly pointed to her face, my voice trembling: "Su Qin, there seems to be something in your hand!" ”

"Don't think it scares me, this beauty is not scared." Su Qin pursed her lips, thinking I was joking with her. I said in a deep voice, "I'm not kidding you, you look at your fingers for yourself." ”

The girl blinked, and reached out her fingers into the fog to look at it. Just one glance made her scream. I saw a trace of red liquid remaining on her fingertips, not only her fingers, but even her face, which had been touched by her fingers, was also dyed a strange red.

Su Qin screamed and shook her hands vigorously, she was trembling all over, and her hands were dancing in fright. Finally, he lost his balance and sat down on the ground. The fog was lifted, then closed again. Her body was buried in the mist, leaving only her head and the upper part of her elbows.

The sunlight finally came out, slanting into the courtyard walls. Half of the sky was burned red by the morning glow. The red morning sun, with a hint of early summer warmth, pierced the white mist and finally dispelled the floating fog.

The fog that clinged to the ground was as thick as the phlegm of an old man, and when the white covering dissipated, it revealed the hidden underneath. It's okay not to look at it, but my whole body and mind tremble after seeing it.

I saw that the ground was filled with dense corpses, and everyone had their necks choked off and their chests dug open. Blood flowed all over the ground, and it was completely impossible to see who the head and body belonged to.

These people are all residents living in the courtyard, in other words, they are from the Su family. Of course, there were exceptions, and two of the corpses were still wearing Taoist robes, holding mahogany swords in their hands, as if they had struggled before dying. Many people tried to escape before the upheaval, but none of them succeeded. Su Qing's father died the worst, ten thousand arrows pierced his heart, his body was shattered, and the murderer seemed to vent boundless resentment on him.

After a little counting, there were thirty-eight corpses on the ground.

Except for last night's soul call, which was used to replace Su Qing's pregnant woman, that is, one of Su Qin's cousins.

"This, what the hell is going on." It took a long time for Su Qin to regain his breath. She looked at the miserable appearance of the courtyard with a colorless face, as if the blow was too heavy, and her head was a little confused.

"Remember the story you told me?" I tried to calm the shock in my heart, and said in a hoarse and dry voice: "Your own sister killed the Taoist priest and your parents after being called into a soul, and then disappeared. ”

"You mean, the story of the year is repeating itself. After Sister Su Qing's soul-calling ritual failed, a tragedy was staged? Maybe it was the same thing, even if the relatives of the Su family died completely, Su Qin recovered: "What about Suning? ”

"Who is Suning?" I asked.

"It's the pregnant woman who was lying on the ground last night, my cousin." She said, plucking up the courage to look at the pile of corpses on the ground with her eyes. But ordinary girls, even if they have the courage to live again, they don't last long. She kept searching for it, and she couldn't help but shed tears.

"I didn't see her body. Maybe they escaped! I walked over and patted her trembling shoulder.

The girl threw herself on my shoulder with a cry of pain and pain, and it took a long time for her head to lift her head away, and she sobbed as if she remembered something, and walked quickly towards a certain room.

"What did you find?" I asked as I walked behind her.

"Let's go to Sister Su Qing's room to have a look, since it's her soul-calling ritual, maybe we can find some clues in her room." The girl explained.

After going around the side room a few times, behind Su Qing's parents' room, we found Su Qing's room. This is the only place in the entire Su family that has not changed into a mess. Su Qin ignored the old bronze lock on top and kicked hard, venting his panic and despair.

The door shook vigorously, but it was not kicked open.

"If it weren't for you sneaking away, I'm afraid we'd both be dead. Speaking of which, I would like to thank you. I patted her on the back and motioned for her to get out of the way: "Let me do this kind of head-based situation." ”

With that, I pulled out my tools and unlocked the door.

The door creaked and opened. We both poked our heads into the room and froze. Su Qin even covered her mouth, turned her gaze, and almost vomited in disgust.

I saw that the furnishings in the door were still the same, and the old room had relatively modern furniture. White dressing table, white cupboard and white single bed. The mosquito net on the bed was put down, but it looked extremely strange in this small space.

Because a pair of feet wearing slippers poked out of the mosquito net from the bed.

There were trails of blood on the floor, as if they had appeared out of nowhere. Because there is no one outside the door. The heads of Su Qing's parents and the two Taoist priests were neatly placed on the edge of the bed, their eyes widened without blinking, and their pupils were filled with the blood that had been poured into them before they died, and they looked at the two of us at the door without blinking.

Su Qin subconsciously took two steps back.

The two Taoist priests died the worst, and their necks were still connected to their spines, and their flesh and blood were blurred. My heart was pounding, and I held my composure, slowly walking towards the bed. Raising his head, it seemed to take a thousand pounds of weight to pick up the mosquito net with difficulty, and the scenery inside suddenly jumped in front of him.

I was taken aback again.

There was a woman lying on the bed, a woman who had lost her breath. In her right hand she held a pair of tattered scissors, which were already chipped, bloodstained. And her left hand actually tightly dragged a large piece of internal organs, which belonged to her own internal organs. At the lowest end of the internal organs, there is also a six-month-old fetus. The fetus has turned purple, which is extremely terrifying.

Su Qin finally vomited, buried her head, and wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

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