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Red hat and white clothes!

Wen Xiao took a step forward and protected the two of them behind him like a chicken, with the front branch of his left leg, like an eagle guarding his nest to guard against the attack of poisonous snakes.

The man's face turned pale, and the thorns behind him closed again because of elasticity.

This person is in a red hat and white clothes, his figure is extremely thin, the facial bones on his face are protruding, the outer layer is only a thin layer of skin and flesh, his eyes are hollow, and his hair is sparse.

The three people in front of the man were like great enemies, and immediately waved his bloodless arm like a thin stick, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a bad person!" ”

Wen Xiao's body moved slightly, ready to attack at any time, "You are from the coffin?" ”

This dress, this look, the three of them all thought in their hearts that he might have crawled out of the coffin. He Min'er saw that people were like zombies on TV, and pulled her lower lip with one hand, "You guys, what are you?" ”

The people leaned closer to the cave, and the three of them immediately moved away vigilantly and kept their distance. The man seemed to have already thought of the reaction of the three of them when they saw him, and without saying much, he sat down on a large rock by the cave hole.

Then he began to tell the story as if no one was there, "Our village is called Dead Mountain Village, and I don't know why it's called that. I heard my grandfather say that in the past, this village was the same as other villages, with dozens of families and a complete population, and the village was just like the one described in the book, with men farming and women weaving. At that time, there was no such coffin forest. ”

Wen Xiao saw that he was telling the story without anyone taking care of him, and instinctively felt that there should be no danger, so he carefully pushed the two people behind him with his hand, and the three of them sat on the stone about three meters away from the person.

Wen Xiao asked tentatively, "What did your grandfather say?" How old are you now? ”

The man turned to the three of them like a moving corpse: "Thirty." ”

Huoyue looked at the man from head to toe, "You're thirty years old?" Obviously, the three of them thought in their hearts that they might be nearly 60, but he said that he was only 30 years old, is this what he looks like at the age of 30?

The man saw the surprised expressions on the faces of the three people, and his empty eyes moved, "Yes." I look like I'm probably 30 years old, but I'm really only 30 years old. My grandfather said that in 1921, there was a landlord in our village, named Sima Hezheng, he was very rich, he was doing business outside in his early years, and later returned to the village, bought a lot of land, built a big mansion, high walls and wide buildings. He formed a private army, although it was only a squad of about 10 people, but each was equipped with guns, and at that time, it was enough to control the entire village. He was cruel by nature, and after becoming the landlord of the village, he became even more violent, did not remember the feelings of the same village, seized land, bullied men and women, and many young girls in the village were defiled by him, forcing people to die. ”

When Wen Xiao heard this, he felt that it was too long-winded, what does this have to do with now, "What does that have to do with you now, it has been more than 60 years since the founding of the People's Republic of China." ”

But the man didn't seem to hear what he said, and his empty eyes seemed to be immersed in the story, "Later, his cruel behavior finally forced the whole village to be cornered, and they banded together, and on a night when it rained heavily and thunder and lightning, they stormed Sima Hezheng's mansion, and that night, many people died, and the ground of Sima's house was stained red with blood." But the villagers are like evil ghosts who have sold their souls in hell, all of them are excited to see blood, regardless of the men, women and children of the Sima family, they are all exterminated. But in this way, Sima Hezheng still escaped with serious injuries, he fled to this mountain forest, but the villagers were born and raised here, and they are very familiar with every grass and tree here, you should feel lucky that you are not found now, they quickly found Sima Hezheng, tied him up, and threw him in that clearing.

When the three of them heard this, they knew that the open space he was talking about was the coffin field.

The three of them didn't intervene at this time, knowing that he was about to get to the point, and sure enough, the man's eyes seemed to be a little bright, "Sima He is still in that open space when he is tied up by five flowers, covered in blood, and his clothes have long been tattered, so it can be said that he is already unclothed." The villagers have sold their souls, this is a group of vengeful evil ghosts, they shouted, everyone looked at Sima Hezheng with a knife, but they didn't let him die. Sima Hezheng's screams continued in the mountains and forests for a long time. But Sima He was still unrepentant at this time, still gritting his teeth, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were already the color of blood, the flesh on his face bulged with each one, and the green tendons on his head burst open. The villagers enjoyed the pleasure in every knife, the glade was above the villagers' sneering and Sima Hezheng's screams, and finally the sun shot the first ray of light in the night sky, and the tired villagers finally gave up the cruel torture of Sima Hezheng, they finally used their strength to look at Sima Hezheng's legs, chopped off his feet, unloaded his arms, gouged out his nose, shaved his ears, Sima Hezheng had already lost his pain, only the painful breath in his mouth. However, when he was being mutilated, he suddenly burst out with strength for unknown reasons, and he cried out loudly, 'I curse this village, curse you without a husband, no father, no son, curse you to be the living dead forever!' The villagers didn't expect him to be able to speak, and he dared to curse them, and his curse echoed throughout the mountains and forests. The villagers seemed to be a little scared, this was a devil, it must be a devil, they set fire to this open space, Sima Yao laughed in the sea of fire, laughed wildly, laughed cruelly! The sea of fire engulfed him, but it did not burn a single plant or tree on the edge of the clearing. The villagers saw that the fire was only burning in the clearing, and that there was a lot of hay on the border with the woods, but there was not a single grass. They suddenly ignited a wave of fear, fearing that Sima He was not dead, and they waited until the fire had subsided and they saw a black mass of charcoal in the center, and they were relieved. But then they didn't dare to come here again, and no one was allowed to come here. ”

When the three of them heard this, they were all shocked in their hearts, is this true? How does it feel like a novel, He Min'er's arm trembled, and she slowly raised it to signal, "That, is there anyone in the Sima family you said survived?" ”

The man turned his head sideways, looked at He Min'er, and then said coldly, "Yes!" One of his sons escaped, named Sima Hu. ”

What the?! He Min'er felt a thunderbolt hit her head, she couldn't say a word, her eyes were so wide, her body was motionless, Wen Xiao and Huoyue saw her like this, they guessed something in their hearts, and stabbed her with their arms.

Wen Xiao said anxiously: "What's the matter?" ”

I only heard He Min'er spit out a few words from her mouth, "That--is-I-grandpa!" ”

What the?! Wen Xiao and Huo Yue were extremely shocked, the coffin man's eyes seemed to be bright, and he had a look, staring straight at He Min'er, as if staring at a person who had died.

Who? Sima Hezheng!

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