While I was still thinking about these things, the scene around me changed again.

The humble living room was turned into a country road.

The village should not be wealthy, with narrow roads and low houses. As far as the eye can see, except for the green hills not far away, there are yellow roads and houses.

The woman led the girl forward, and when she entered the village, she saw people.

My heart tightened, my scalp tingled, and the goosebumps on my body stood up.

This feeling of overpower is not crispy and numb, but a trembling and heart-pounding.

Those people, both men and women, had crooked necks. Some have crooked necks to the left, while others have crooked to the right. The degree of crooked neck varies, but the village is full of deformed people, which is enough to make people's hearts frighten.

Crooked Neck Village ......

This is a crooked-neck village that has not been deserted.

But even so, the atmosphere in the village is not good. Everyone was gloomy.

This is not surprising. If the people who live anywhere are deformed, they will definitely not be happy. No matter how calm a person is, he can't stand this kind of thing.

When they saw the mother and daughter, they greeted them and asked how they were doing.

Seeing the girl's strange face, they were not surprised, they did not show disgust, but some sympathy and sighing.

The girl's face was expressionless, and she was led forward by the woman. Because they keep meeting acquaintances, the speed of the two is not fast.

The more I watched, the more frightened I became.

Deformities, disability, I've seen them all. But I didn't work as a health care worker, I didn't join any volunteer team, and I never saw so many people with the same disease gathered in front of me.

The twisted necks of these people looked as if they had been broken, and they barely supported their heads, which could break directly at any time and make their heads fall to the ground.

No matter how surprising I am, after a long time, I gradually adapted to the situation in this village.

The woman came with a bag, and nothing but this one. I don't have clairvoyance, so I don't know what's inside. She carried her bag, pulled the girl, and turned into the path in the village.

This road is the same road we are walking today, and from here, we should go to that cave.

I couldn't help but look at the mother and daughter. The expressions of the two remained unchanged.

Looking around again, I didn't see the headless ghost, nor did I see any yin qi.

The mother and daughter walked through the green grass to the cave hidden by vines.

The woman did not speak, and her daughter was already on her knees. The woman took out a handful of incense from her bag, as well as a small copper stove.

The incense was given to her daughter, and she herself knelt on the ground, laid the copper stove, took matches and paper money from her bag, and burned them in the copper stove.

The girl held the incense, leaned into the copper furnace, lit it, and bowed to the cave seriously.

Women are constantly burning paper money.

The mother and daughter were silent, and seemed to have done this countless times, each doing their own thing, without intersection, and the tacit understanding was incomparable. There was no fear on their faces, let alone piety, no sorrow or joy.

I'm getting weirder and weirder. It's so weird, but it's a little scary.

The surroundings are quiet, no people and no sounds of insects and birds.

I couldn't see what the cave looked like. The vines were layered on top of each other, just like what I saw today.

I was a little hesitant to take advantage of this opportunity to enter the cave and have a look.

With that in mind, I was already close to the cave.

From the tangled vines, I could only see a little crack in the black hole.

I tried to reach out and touch the vine, and to my surprise, I actually touched it.

The vines were touched by me, and I couldn't pass through them unhindered.

I tried it a few times, but I touched the real thing.

As I was trying, I glanced at it and suddenly saw a little bit of white in the gap of the black hole.

Before I could see what it was, I heard the child's cry.

The child spoke in the Huixiang dialect, but I understood the meaning.

"There are a lot of mushrooms in the mountains! My grandfather picked mushrooms yesterday and came back, and after they were dried in the past few days, they could be sold in the city. When he returned, he promised to bring me a candy man. ”

"Are there really mushrooms?"

"Of course!"

The voices of several children chirped in mind.

The vines were still in front of me, but there was another child.

He grabbed the vines and climbed up, like a monkey, very nimble, and rubbed it up.

"Why are you going up the mountain from here?" Another child complained that it was difficult to get up.

"You're stupid! Where my grandfather walked yesterday, can there still be mushrooms? The kid who had already climbed up pouted disdainfully. He grabbed the trunk of the tree that grew over the cave, and still with his skills, jumped directly from the slanted trunk to a small flat area on the mountain.

"Hey, you pull me!"

The child below shouted.

Several children were clinging to the vines with their hands and feet.

The vines were so strong that they only shook twice for a few children.

I took a step back, and in the midst of a group of children, I saw a little girl. The little girl's dress is no different from that of a boy, except that she has an onion on her head. She also hugged the vines and climbed up, no worse than the boys.

If I'm not mistaken, this should be the girl......

As soon as the thought came to me, I saw her little hand grasp a vine and insert her fingers into the crevices of the vine.

I felt her mood at the moment, a little excited, a little excited, thinking about the delicious candy man. She ignored the cold, cold aura she felt at her fingers until a strong, powerful hand grabbed her small hand.

The girl froze.

The vines trembled, and the children screamed in panic.

The girl let go of her hand, her body hanging from the vine, only the one firmly gripped.

The girl looked up in horror.

The gap in the vine was stretched wide, and half of his face was squeezed out, and his eyes bulged out, staring at the girl.

"Ahh The girl screamed and struggled.

The boys didn't know if they saw the half of their faces, they were all startled. The one who fell to the ground looked up at the hanging girl in a daze, and the one who climbed up stood impatiently on the trunk of the tree and asked what was happening.

I rushed over to save the girl, who had fallen heavily to the ground.

Her hand had bright red handprints and a few blood marks.

In the vines, a slender hand squeezed out, grabbing the girl in the air.

The boys screamed. Some people ran away directly, and some people still wanted to pull up their little friends.

In the midst of the chaos, I saw the resentful look on that face.

Suddenly, the scene of the cave, the vines, and the female ghost became blurred.