"How can there be a bell here? I couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know if you've heard it, the evening bell generally represents ......," Wu Qian said, her tone gradually weakening.

But it piqued my curiosity: "It's just a bell, what can it mean?" ”

"I know what the girl is worried about, don't worry too much, life and death are fate." Uncle Kong said.

"Uncle, what do you mean? Why does it sound like a death knell? Other...... Don't scare me! Zhang Dali said.

Yan San patted him on the back as a sign of comfort.

"Uncle Kong, I counted the bells, and they rang a total of seventeen times, I don't know what this is?" I asked.

"Forget it, don't study this, let's find a way to get out of here first." Uncle Kong said.

"But, how do you leave?" Zhang Dali asked.

"There are many trees around here, and I think the only way to do this is to use local materials!" Jiang Yansan looked around at the lush bamboo forests and woods around him and said.

So everyone divided the labor and acted, vigorously climbed the top of the gravel pile against the mountain wall and cut a few pine trees with the thickness of an arm, Yan San and I got a few bamboos, and cut them into bamboo strips with knives, Wu Qian got some vines, under the command of Uncle Kong, we completed a raft more than one zhang long and five or six feet wide in less than an hour.

We brought our men and things into the short-lived river, and since we were sailing against the current, we were steered by great strength, while the rest of us sat on both sides to assist in paddling.

A line of crows suddenly flew in the sky, and an ominous feeling rose up.

Everyone didn't speak, probably thinking about leaving this ghost place quickly, at least returning to the town, which is the new village, first.

I sat at the back and casually looked back, it didn't matter if I didn't look at it, it scared my scalp to the point!

I clearly saw that the old man who was washing human skins in the cave actually appeared on the gravel pile where we were resting just now, and was squatting beside the fire where we were roasting, pulling away one human skin after another!

The human skin facing me is clearly so! It's clearly ...... Uncle Kong......??? No way! Don't look over my head at the guy who is paddling hard, he's clearly Uncle Kong!

Am I mistaken?! Rubbing my eyes vigorously, I looked at the human skins that were turning over and over in the man's hands, and the other human skins were like Dali and Yan San! And the one with long hair, could it be Wu Qian?

What the hell is going on!

Then I suddenly remembered the strange words that the old ghost had said to me in the cave, he said that Uncle Kong and they were taking me on the way to death......

"Celebrating the New Year? Celebrate the New Year! Zhang Dali suddenly touched me with his elbow, and when I saw his frowning face, I couldn't help but feel terrified, instinctively wanting to stay away from him, and even I realized that I was extremely unnatural: "Ah! What's wrong? ”

"Are you alright? Celebrating the New Year? Uncle Kong turned around and asked.

But I don't know what's going on!

If Uncle Kong in front of me is still Uncle Kong, Zhang Dali is still Zhang Dali, Yan San is still Yan San, Wu Qian is still Wu Qian, then what does that old ghost deliberately show me the human skins mean?

Wrong! Yan San and Dali both pointed at me to find something for them, there is no reason to harm me, Wu Qian can not even want her life for me, and she will naturally not harm me! Uncle Kong even told me in his wife's well-dressed mound that he had always treated me like a son, and he would not harm me! So how could they send me to my death?

There should be only one thing that wants me to disappear...... Uncle Kong, they shouldn't have been killed a long time ago, right? When I first met the old ghost, he was carrying a human skin in his hand, but I didn't see it clearly......

But if Uncle Kong and the others have been killed by that old ghost, who will these people who are paddling with me?

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