I haven't encountered anything strange since then, and the village is quiet, but the calmer it is, the more I always feel that something will happen.

I remembered that memory, and I had also seen the appearance of the Hades King, and Mr. You, who had faded from the paper man, but at that time I was in a coma and was brought in by Yingying, and I don't know where the specific way is from.

Spit out the melon seeds in my mouth, basking in the winter sun, but since that day, Yingying has never been here, I still stand at the door with the cold wind and snow every day until the second half of the night, but they can't see their shadows.

"Strange, why can't I find you when I want to look for you?" Unconsciously knocked melon seeds on the ground.

"Ahem..."

Feng Ye came in with a bucket, she always coughs these days, it can't be a cold, I ran over to help her carry it.

"It's not that there is no water at home, what kind of well do you go to to fetch water in winter?"

I just mentioned it, the water in this bucket is really pitiful, I went to pour the water into the tank, found some old herbs, boiled some.

Feng Ye was given a hot black medicine in a bowl, and when he touched her hand, it was actually cold and had no temperature, and the skin of his whole body was excessively pale.

"Since you're so cold, don't go out, just the three of us, don't have to work so much."

"Ahem... Maybe it's just a cold. ”

"Then let's go to the city to see a doctor, but it's a long way away, and there are no cars."

This matter is really a headache, the whole village is just the three of us, far from the city, it really takes several days to walk, plus the wind and snow are also heavy, it took a day to get there by car.

"It's okay, I'm not that weak."

Maybe it's because they've lived together for a while, and they are more clear about Feng Ye's personality, what she thinks, a few old horses can't pull it back, but think about it, how can a little cold tolerate her.

After another day, I put An Xiaodou on the bed to rest, and then went downstairs to sit by the fire and roast the fire.

After roasting for a while, I continued to wrap my jacket and come out to see if that guy would come out.

As soon as the door was closed, I found that the gate in the yard was not closed, and there was still a trace of gaps, and there were footprints in the new snow, which could only be sealed.

It seems that she still goes out often after that time, and I don't wonder what she did, as long as she didn't hurt An Xiaodou and rubbed her hands, I also went out of the yard.

Maybe every time it's because I'm waiting at home, Yingying doesn't go in, so it's okay for me to brave the wind and snow to come out this time?

Because of the snow, the ground was white, and the road was still clear, but I just stood here all the time, and my snot came out immediately, so I stomped my feet and ran lightly.

I had to go somewhere before Halloween, and then I really lived a quiet day, I sniffed, it seems that I also have a cold.

I took out a tissue to wipe my nose off, and inhaled hard, why is there a strong smell of blood in the air?

It's not a smell of a little blood, it's a lot of blood to form that fishy smell.

Smelling this, I went up and found the location in the middle of the village, a little in front of the old locust tree, and I saw a little light in the house, weak, flashing back and forth, as if someone had walked in front of it.

"That's not right! There has been no one in Shengxian Village for a long time, what's going on in that house, could it be Yingying's guy?

I stepped on the snow and walked over with a ziz sound, but there were boot prints in front of me, which happened to be covered with a thin layer of fresh snow.

Thinking that if it was her, then I wouldn't need to go in, I turned around and was just about to leave, when it suddenly occurred to me, what was the matter with such a strong smell of blood inside?

Finally I quietly walked to the window, there was still a rancid smell inside, but not as strong as the smell of blood, and I just thought about going through the front door and asking what she was doing.

Something fell down from the window, and I looked at the dried corpse, and my stomach was nauseous, and I turned around and retched, waiting for my stomach to feel a little better.

I'm thinking back to the dried corpse I just saw, isn't that the goddess my grandmother invited? The same costume, the same headdress, but now the whole body is flattened, like a radish being sunburned into a dried radish.

I suppressed the fear in my heart, and looked up again inside, there were several identical corpses, all crooked, but I couldn't see them all, my face was against the wall, and I still couldn't see it.

I made up my mind and entered through the main entrance, I slowly pushed open the door, and now the smell of blood was even more serious, and the smell of winter was not too far away, all of them were in this room, accompanied by the smell of rotting corpses, and my stomach was turning over and over.

I retched several times, my mouth was full of numb saliva, and I vomited and vomited.

After finally walking in, I saw Feng Ye lying on the ground, the table was also rotten, his feet were missing, and there was a white porcelain bowl on it.

I carried the kerosene lamp on the table to see what was inside, and it looked like a fruit that had clotted with blood, very small, steaming on it, and smelling of blood, which made my stomach even more uncomfortable.

I looked away, and carried the lamp to shine on the field on the ground, and the mink collar on her shoulders could not fit her, and it was almost the same as what I saw that night, dry and thin.

I poked her face with my hand, and it was all bones.

"Feng Ye? You okay? ”

I dragged her hand, only to see that there were countless scars on her wrists, some of which had stuttered, some of which had just scabbed, and one that had passed through the old scars and turned into a new wound, and there was still a little blood on it, but it seemed that the blood in her body had been cleaned, and there was no blood to come out.

Could it be that the bowl was formed by the blood of the sealed field?

"What the hell is going on?"

Seeing that Feng Ye was unconscious, I simply carried the lamp and looked around, and all I saw were the corpses of some people in the village, and there were several coffins in this room.

It was as if it had been dug out of the earth, and I walked to the window and looked at the corpse of the goddess, which was supposed to be decomposing.

However, in the whole room, only this one was the most intact, and the others were decomposed, and there were ants and some dirt in them, but this one had no traces of being buried.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Feng Ye got up from the ground with trembling hands, as if she didn't notice my existence at all, but her first reaction was to look for the bowl, and she didn't seem to be able to see it.

I stood in front of the window and watched her make strange movements, her right index finger and middle finger together, drawing a circle along the edge of the bowl, and then I felt the smell of blood in the whole air fade a lot.

"Feng Ye, what are you doing?" I looked at all this strange and real scene in disbelief, and I wondered...