Chapter 127: The Red Spider Crawls Out of Its Mouth
Uncle Wang didn't move, but he still had a black cat face, which scared several young policemen not to approach.
"Master Huang, this old man...... It wasn't like this before! β
"I know that if I find him in a few more days, he might be more like a cat!"
Old Uncle Huang called me over and carried Uncle Wang to find a place to solve the Gu.
Uncle Wang has always been good to me, and with the relationship between Wang Qianmo, I am also very worried about his safety, so I was busy, and the two of them lifted Uncle Wang. I lifted Uncle Wang's legs, and behind me was the ancient well.
I don't know why, the ghost turned his head and glanced into the well, which frightened me and almost threw Uncle Wang down.
I saw a little girl's face peeking out of the dark well, with two pigtails on her head, and her eyes wide and slightly strange. I was startled, and hurriedly looked into the well again, but all I saw was pitch black, and there was still a child's face.
"Little evil, why don't you go quickly? What to see! β
Uncle Wang urged.
"I didn't ...... Nothing ......" There was enough mess, and at this moment, more is better than less, I hesitated, but decided not to tell them about it.
Carrying Uncle Wang just walked a few steps, suddenly a bright light crossed the sky, followed by a thunderclap.
When I looked up, I saw that there was a cloud of black gas in the originally clear sky, and this black gas was gathering with lightning speed, and I seemed to hum a dark cloud that seemed to be.
"This ...... What kind of weather is this! Let's find a place to shelter from the rain! As soon as Director Tong finished speaking, raindrops the size of soybeans fell.
This is the second time that Yang Xiaoxie has seen such a violent and rapid rain, the last time was when Captain Zhang took Wang Xiaoni's parents to Gufun Village, and it was also the same situation at that time, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and then it rained heavily.
Today's situation is very similar, and I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, it was when the police came to visit, and it rained heavily, and today the police also came to the village - doesn't God in Kofun Village welcome the police?
"Come with me!"
Uncle Huang and I carried Uncle Wang straight to my grandmother's courtyard.
The ancient well was less than a kilometer away from my grandmother's courtyard, and before I was halfway there, the whole sky was already dark, and the temperature in the air was plummeting.
Faintly I heard the child's cry again, although the sound of the rain almost drowned out all the other sounds, but now the child's cry was clearer, I listened carefully, not only could I hear the cry of a girl, but also could hear that she seemed to cry and call for her mother.
Evil deeds occur every year, and this year there are especially many of them.
I couldn't help but wonder again, this is now a deserted village, where did the little girl come from!
Not only that, but halfway through the walk, the feeling of being spied on became stronger, and I subconsciously swept around the corners as I rushed in the direction of home.
When he was more than halfway through the journey, he suddenly saw a figure flash under a big locust tree.
I was shocked again, it should be a middle-aged man, although I didn't see his face clearly, but I was sure that it was a person. At this moment, my heart was in my throat, isn't there no one in the village? Did someone stay that day?
After thinking about it, this possibility is very small, and if you change the psychology of a normal person, everyone in the village has disappeared, and even if someone else is gone, they will definitely look for other people everywhere first, and if the search is fruitless, they will definitely leave the village, go to relatives and friends, or call the police.
Even if we didn't leave the village, it must have been like grasping at a life-saving straw when we finally saw someone entering the village, so why did they avoid us?
Just thinking about it doesn't feel right.
By the time we got to my grandmother's yard and me, everyone's clothes were already soaked. I put Wang Xiaoni in my bedroom, and the others went into my grandmother's room.
I sneezed and felt a little cold, so I helped Wang Qianmo take off his wet clothes.
Stripped off her clothes, I took a towel to dry her, and when I touched my hand, I felt that her whole body was as cold as ice.
Why is it so cold? I hurriedly rummaged through the cabinets, found a dress that Wang Xiaoni was wearing before, helped her change it, and found a quilt for her to cover.
After settling Wang Qianmo, I also changed my clothes, and then rushed to the north house with a suitcase.
The rain continued for several hours without stopping, and soon everywhere we could see was a patch of white flowers.
"Now we're trapped in the village again!" Old Uncle Huang looked at the heavy rain pouring outside and muttered.
The two policemen helped clean up the grandmother's small collapse, but they still didn't dare to approach Uncle Wang, and after cleaning up, they quickly hid to the side.
"Little evil, I'm a layman with this Gu worm, and I have to rely on you!"
Of course I know that by my means is to give me some blood.
I took the dagger handed by Director Tong, and with a horizontal heart, I slashed the ring finger of my left hand, and blood suddenly gushed out. I had the courage to drip blood into Uncle Wang's "cat's mouth" and a few drops on his forehead and neck.
Less than a minute after I finished dripping, I saw Uncle Wang's neck move a few times, and then his mouth opened slightly.
Well? Is he going to talk and want to tell me what the hell is going on? The next scene proves how naΓ―ve my idea is.
A few seconds after Uncle Wang's mouth opened, a big fiery red spider crawled out of his mouth, followed by the second one, and I only felt an itch in my throat and almost vomited.
Uncle Shi seemed to have been prepared, and with a wave of his right hand, a few embroidery needles flew out of his hand, and the red spider that crawled out was inserted to death. The action is fast and the position is accurate, just like Li Xunhuan, the actor of the Hong Kong TV series "Xiao Li Feidao" that was released last year.
Next, an even more bizarre scene happened, Uncle Wang's face was wrinkled at first, then gradually deformed, and after two or three minutes, it returned to its original appearance.
"Oh my God!"
Seeing this scene, Director Tong and several little policemen were shocked, their eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.
"It is estimated that Xiao Wang will have to be in a coma for a few days, and when Momo wakes up, let her take care of her father!"
There are only three rooms in the north house of this small courtyard, one of which is the kitchen, the other is grandma's bedroom, and the other is her "studio"! Whenever someone came to the door to ask her grandmother to call her soul, she would take people to the "studio".
Looking at the heavy rain outside that still showed no signs of stopping, I pondered the strange scenes just now in my mind, and thought to myself that I still had to tell Uncle Huang about this, after all, he was experienced and might be able to see a thing or two.
"Uncle Wang...... I have something to discuss with you......"
"Oh?" Uncle Wang glanced at me and almost guessed something, "Xiao Tong!" A few of you will rest here first, don't worry! Xiao Wang is fine, and ...... And I can't wake up in a short time. β
After that, he followed me into my grandmother's studio.