Chapter 42: The White-Haired Girl in the Red Mist
"Not only our village, but all of our villagers are cursed! But we have no regrets. ”
As soon as I heard this, I was a little flustered, Master Mingyue said that everyone else in the village had problems except for me and Wang Qianmo, and Uncle Wang actually admitted it, which shows that this is the truth. Curse? What curse? Why don't you include me and Wang Qianmo!
"Xiao Wang, who are you?"
Uncle Wang's face instantly lengthened: "We...... We are actually all dead people, and it was Zhang Qiling who used witchcraft to give us a second life, and then ...... And then he became his grave keeper......"
As he was talking, suddenly there was a strange sound from the big pit below, which sounded like crying and laughing, very harsh.
After hearing the sound, everyone looked into the pit again.
"This ...... What is this sound? A policeman asked in horror.
Uncle Wang smiled slightly: "Another life has been born in our village!" ”
My head was hot: "Uncle Wang, you ...... How do you know? ”
"Because there was one less person in this pit just now, if there was no one less person here, there would be one more life in the village, and vice versa, whenever someone dies in the village, there will be one more person here."
After listening to Uncle Wang's words, I was thrilled and quickly looked again, wanting to see if there was my grandmother inside.
Master Mingyue seemed to see through my thoughts, and said slowly, "Little evil! Senior sister doesn't belong here, so don't waste your efforts. As soon as she finished saying this, she was suddenly stunned, picked up the compass in her hand and looked at it a few times, and her face changed instantly.
"Senior brother, that thing is also here, and the demonic energy on his body is getting bigger and bigger!"
That thing? Could it be that it refers to the fake Han Fusheng, that is, the demon?
"I should know where he is!" Saying that, Uncle Wang led us back to the tunnel, and after walking a few hundred meters along the tunnel,
Uncle Wang, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped, and then began to retreat again and again.
Well? I chuckled in my heart, and when I turned to the side, I saw countless huge red centipedes lying in front of me, each one a meter long.
How could there be such a big centipede! I cursed and began to retreat. Although this is a mountainous area, centipede scorpions are not uncommon, and I remember that the largest centipede I have ever seen is as long as chopsticks. But the group in front of you is obviously not a number, let's put it this way, if the average centipede is a kindergarten child, then these centipedes are O'Neill and Yao Ming.
After a group of people saw the huge red centipede, they were so frightened that they hurriedly turned around and ran towards another tunnel, I was naturally afraid of centipedes, and when I saw such a big red centipede, my whole body seemed to have hair, and I ran forward desperately.
At that time, I was also in a panic, and in the dim tunnel, I rushed when I saw the road, and I only stopped when I ran out of breath.
Bending over, I took a few breaths, and when I looked up, I saw a strange cave in front of me, and the whole cave was filled with red mist. Where is this? I turned around and there was no one behind me.
Uncle Wang, what about them? I walked back a few steps in fear, but still didn't find a single figure, and shouted a few more times, "Uncle Wang?" Old Uncle Huang? No one answered.
At this time, I realized that the whole tunnel was full of fog, the visibility was less than 30 meters, and there seemed to be sounds in the dense fog, like human footsteps, and as if there was a huge thing crawling.
I panicked a little and turned back to the cave I had just had.
There are obvious traces of artificial excavation at the entrance of this cave, and strange shapes and symbols can be seen on the rock wall, probably because of too much time, or someone deliberately destroyed it, and it is impossible to recognize what is carved on it.
Walking into the cave, I faintly saw that there were more than a dozen black large boxes in the long direction in the depths of the cave, looming in the red mist, forming a "back" shape.
What is this? My curiosity sparked, and I thought: If you come, you will be safe, so I put the peachwood sword in front of me and slowly leaned over.
One step, two steps...... After walking more than a dozen steps, I seemed to be in the red mist fairyland, and as I gradually approached the dozen or so black boxes, my heart gradually hung up, and my palms were sweaty.
When I walked about twenty steps, I suddenly recognized it, and my heart was suddenly startled, where is this black box, it is clearly a huge black coffin, a total of twelve, and what is even more terrifying is that these coffins have no lids.
Some people say that human beings' fear of coffins has been written in their genes, and when I saw those dozen or so black coffins, I felt a sense of fear and coolness in my heart, and I unconsciously took several steps back.
Suddenly, I heard a shrill laugh behind me, "Hehehehe-"
Who? I hurriedly turned around, but there was nothing behind me but a billowing red mist.
Is it a hallucination? I wiped the sweat from my palms on my clothes, took a deep breath, and just wanted to turn around to look at the coffins again, when I heard the adulterous laughter of "hehehehe", like a woman's voice.
My scalp exploded, and I glanced back again, and there was still no one! I took a deep breath and the cold sweat on my back came out.
What the hell is going on? This time I heard it very clearly, and it was indeed a voice. I slung the peachwood sword across my chest and cautiously took a few steps back, but I couldn't see anything.
I was so puzzled that I took a breath and listened with bated breath.
A faint "huhuhuhu" sound could be faintly heard, very low, but very clear. Is there a wind? Come to think of it, it's impossible! This cave is at least ten meters above the ground, and there can be no wind!
At this moment, suddenly a drop of liquid dripped onto my face, slimy and a little cold, I shivered, reached out and touched it, and raised my head at the same time.
it! As soon as I looked up, I saw a clump of black hair hanging down in front of me, almost drooping down my face. Startled, I quickly took a few steps back, and then I could see what it was.
It turned out to be a woman hanging upside down, with extremely long hair, two meters in size, and perhaps because of her body and face being upside down, this woman looked very strange. My first reaction was: Is this a dead body?
There was no expression on the woman's shriveled face, her eyes were closed, and she did not move.
How can there be a woman here? My mind spun rapidly, and I thought of several possibilities, all of which I denied. This is an ancient tomb, and it is in the wilderness, so it stands to reason that there should be no one! Could it be a dried corpse? I had the courage to take a few looks, and the man was slender, with exceptionally long arms and legs, and was dressed in a white coat.
Look closely, it! Where are the clothes on its body, it is clearly a layer of white fluff, and what is even more terrifying is the facial features of this guy, the tips of the ears are thin and long, there is no nose, and the most terrible thing is its mouth, which has no lips.