"Hehe, I didn't say anything, you're right, it's just a finger, but it's a pity that we don't have any medical conditions here, otherwise we can connect your severed finger." Da Bing'er said sweatingly.

I shook my head and said, "I'm already very grateful for helping me take care of my wounds, this is my own sin, and I will bear the consequences." ”

I gradually understood what the old man meant, and he must have known that as long as I was physically disabled, I would not become a sacrifice for the sacrifice, so he cut off my finger with a knife.

As for why he didn't tell me the real reason, it was naturally because he needed me to figure it out for myself, and if I were him, I wouldn't say why, and if the person he cooperated with didn't even have this IQ, then there was no need to cooperate anymore.

After Da Bing'er helped me bandage my wounds, she said: "You can rest on my bed, I see that you are in a very poor spirit, the mid-year festival sacrifice in the evening is the most solemn huó dòng in our village, you must also have a good mental state to participate at that time, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the gods, I will go down to set up the altar now, you remember to come on time to participate." ”

I hummed and said, "Yes, thank you, Bing'er." ”

"Well, then I'm leaving." Da Bing'er left after speaking, leaving me on her bed.

I'm very tired today, I'm tired and I want to sleep on the pillow, but fortunately, Da Bing'er's white powder is very useful, and I don't know what it is, after sprinkling it on the incision of the finger, the severed finger not only stopped the bleeding, but also couldn't feel the slightest pain, just like there was an anesthetic.

Looking at my little finger that was cut off, I remembered that I met the man on the plane, and he said that I was brutalized again, and he really said that he was right, and now he has cut off a finger.

Da Bing'er didn't close the door when he left, it was afternoon, and the sunlight spilled in obliquely, leaving a thin pale red light shadow on the wall on the right, which decorated the originally cold room a little more comfortably.

I didn't get out of bed, but I didn't fall asleep either, thinking about some things in bed, and as the sunlight slowly faded away, the room slowly began to become gloomy, especially the grave at the head of the bed, which always made me feel very awkward in my heart.

As soon as the sun went down, I got up and got out of bed, and walked out of Da Bing'er's house, at this time it was slowly darkening outside, and the chaotic burning village under the cover of night began to fog, although it was only a faint layer of fog, but the fog fell on this village and increased the strangeness of this village.

On the flat ground at the foot of the mountain, you can already see a faint fire at this time, every ten meters or so, you can see a huge brazier, the brazier has firewood on it, but it has not been lit yet, several village women are walking in the flat ground with torches, should be ready to light the fire.

I looked at my watch, it was already past six o'clock, and the sacrificial ceremony was eight o'clock, and there was still more than an hour.

Turning my head to look at Da Bing'er's room, which was already completely shrouded in darkness, I didn't go in again.

"Let's go down and have a look first." I thought to myself, and was ready to close the door of Da Bing'er's room on time.

"Smack!" Just as my hand touched the doorknob, a pale hand suddenly reached out from the dark room and slapped it on my wrist. Before I could react, the hand made a sharp blow and pulled me straight in.

There was another "bang", and the door of the room slammed shut, and at this moment, I was dragged down by the huge pull and fell directly to the floor of the room.

"Who!" I got up, and before I looked back, the pairs of red candles in the room were all extinguished, and the room was already very dark, and as these pairs of red candles were extinguished, I suddenly became out of sight.

"Who!" I yelled loudly, and when the pale hand touched my wrist, I could clearly feel that the hand was almost unwarm, and this temperature, unless he had been holding a piece of ice, or it was definitely not the temperature of a living person.

There was no response in the room, the silence was terrible, I made a little discerning the direction of the door, and then ran towards the door, and there was a faint light in the gap in the door.

But before I could take two steps, my feet tripped and I fell to the ground with a sharp pain in my chest and face.

There was the same cold in my ankles that had no temperature just now, and there was a feeling of tightness, and it was obvious that the "person" just now was holding my ankles tightly.

I rolled over and kicked my feet constantly, trying to get rid of this restraint, and I couldn't see anything in the dark, and that was what scared me the most.

My tapping didn't do anything, those cold hands kept gripping my ankles, and at first I could barely make a kicking motion, and after a while, I couldn't even lift my legs, and my strength seemed to be frantically drained.

A strange laugh came to my ears, this laughter was hoarse and low, but for some reason, I always felt a little similar to Da Bing'er's charming voice, although the timbre of the two voices was completely different.

"Bing'er?" I shouted strongly, my heart was almost broken by this time, but what I could do now was not to be scared and withdrawn, but to find a way out of this predicament.

A person's survival ** can be very big, so big that even they can't believe it, some things we usually don't dare to think about, but if it really happens, we may be able to face all this bravely, which has nothing to do with a person's mental endurance, but with the mentality, put it to death and then live, this mentality is the best weapon against extreme fear.

From the time I felt that it was wrong to burn the village, I had a feeling that I had put life and death aside, since I had this kind of heroism, then all the fears were not fears, it was a big deal, there was nothing to be afraid of, when Qin Lao cut off a finger, it was the same now.

I haven't had too many things to be afraid of since I was a child.,If there's anything I'm most afraid of.,It's the ghost in the horror movie.,But under my sister's long-term nurturing.,I'm just resistant to this kind of thing.,It's not how scared.,Before my sister told me that I'm timid.,Fake ghosts are so afraid.,I'm going to meet the real one in the future.,See what I do.。

Even if the person who grabbed my feet now is a real ghost, so what? I'm already prepared for the worst anyway. And to this day, I still don't feel that there are no ghosts in this world.

My mind gradually calmed down, and the powerlessness of the collapse was directly dispelled by me, and I lay on the ground motionless and said, "Fuck your uncle, you have the ability to kill Lao Tzu!" ”

Actually, it's not that I don't move, it's that I don't have any strength anymore.

"Okay~Then I will fulfill you~" The hoarse voice said unhurriedly, and as the voice sounded, I suddenly felt a manic cold wind blowing from all directions, instantly sweeping my whole body. Then I felt a feeling of suffocation under heavy pressure, as if a big fat man of several hundred pounds suddenly pounced on me.

My head "buzzed", and I felt like someone had hit me hard with a wooden stick, and the temperature around me was getting colder and lower, and my consciousness began to drift.

"Hiss~" When I was about to pass out, I felt a strong heat coming from the outer thigh of my right side, and as soon as this heat came out, I couldn't hold on anymore, and I lost consciousness as soon as my head was tilted.

"Bang bang bang!" A sharp knock on the door pulled me back from my coma, I opened my eyes, the room was still full of darkness, remembering the scene that happened before I fell unconscious, I still have palpitations, I don't know what happened, it stands to reason that I am dead now!

"Pop" I slapped myself in the face hard, and after feeling the pain, I was sure that I was fine, since it was okay, then it would be fine, if there was anything, I would have died a long time ago, so when I heard the knock on the door, I calmed down instead.

"Shen Wang, are you in there?" Meng Yao's voice came from outside.

"In!" I responded, felt out shǒu jī and looked at it, it was already half past seven, it seemed that I had not been in a coma for a long time, there was still a trace of warmth on the outside of my right leg, a little itchy, I reached out and picked it, the back of my hand touched a smooth and cold thing, I picked my thigh twice, and then grabbed the piece of thing, and shǒu jī illuminated it, it turned out to be the piece of jade pendant that my sister gave me.

Meng Yao shouted outside again: "Come out now, the sacrificial ceremony is about to begin, and the patriarch wants me to call you." ”

I took a little bit of a look at my joints, but I didn't get too badly traumatized, at least I had no problem walking.

"Okay, right away!" I said unhurriedly.

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