Hearing the screams behind him, the bald fat man panicked and hurried, and he climbed out of the 100-meter sprint in the kang hole. He climbed out of the kang hole and into the chimney, and he saw the light of day again, but because he was too fat, his head drilled out, and his body was stuck underneath. The chimney was too narrow, not as wide as the kang hole, barely enough to fit the fat man's head, and it was very difficult for him to get out of it.

The tall, thin man had crawled out of the chimney and fell to the ground with a grunt. He got up and moved his hands and feet, pulling the chimney and was about to speak, Hu Meng on the side covered his mouth and whispered: "Don't speak, you don't have spiritual protection, and if you open your mouth, you will cause disaster." ”

The tall and thin man immediately fell silent, lying on the chimney and looking down, and could vaguely see the bald fat man's head shaking constantly, as if he wanted to squeeze out of the kang hole. The bald fat man struggled for a long time, barely squeezing out half of his shoulder, he was panting heavily, and the hot sweat was streaming from his head. But he couldn't get out no matter what, which really made him anxious. Hu Meng said that there is not much time, and the time for the evil spirit to wake up again is getting closer and closer, if you can't get out before that, but get stuck in this kang hole that can't reach the world or the ground, won't there be only one way left to wait for death?

The bald fat man gasped for a while, slowed down, and was about to squeeze into the chimney when he suddenly felt that someone was slapping his ass behind him. He was already anxious, but now he found a place to vent, and immediately puffed up his voice and scolded: "Your grandmother has a mallet, what are you urging?" Lao Tzu is already working hard, and if you urge me, everyone will get stuck here together. ”

At this time, Hu Mengqian's advice not to speak and other scruples had long been forgotten by the bald fat man, and he was full of anxiety and anger and fear of evil spirits. After he finished yelling. There was silence behind him, and so was it on the chimney. With a solemn expression, Humon raised a finger and made a silent gesture at the tall and thin man. The tall and thin man nodded knowingly, and the two of them left the chimney step by step.

After the bald fat man scolded. Feeling a little more comfortable, he began to squeeze into the chimney again, but at this time, he felt another tap on the back. This is really a tiger's mouth! He was furious and scolded angrily: "Which turtle grandson doesn't want to die? Try to shoot me again? Ding Datou, are you filming me? Did you fucking eat leopard gall? ”

The bald fat man remembers very well that the person who climbed into the kang cave behind him should be Ding Datou, so who else could there be besides Ding Datou who patted his ass and slapped him on the back? But there was silence behind him. There was no movement at all, and even the "rustling" sound of people crawling in the kang cave disappeared without a trace. It was as if there was no one else behind him, only an empty kang hole.

This strange silence made the bald fat man's heart tighten, and he couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "Ding Datou, if you are in a hurry, come and push me." I don't blame you for slapping my ass, don't worry, get back to me. ”

“……”

The kang cave, including the chimney, was quiet, as if everyone was gone. The bald fat man suddenly trembled uncontrollably. Because he thought of something even more terrifying, even more terrible than the inexplicable disappearance of the people in the kang cave!

The kang hole is so wide in total, and when the bald fat man crawls in it, his body almost fills the space. The ashes of the stove naturally rubbed all over the body without effort. He had been proud of it for a while, but now he was terrified by it. His head went into the chimney, and his body blocked all the space where the kang hole and the chimney were connected. His ass and back were pressed against the hard dirt on the kang. So, who is filming him? Where did he get filmed?

His ass was slapped, and it could be said that there was someone behind him. But whose hand is it that slaps on the back? Who could reach out and slap him on the back from the airtight kang hole he squeezed? And. Only the back was photographed, and the rest of the body did not have any abnormal sensations! If Ding Datou slapped him, then after slapping his buttocks, you have to climb on him to shoot his back? Ding Datou's head is so big, otherwise he wouldn't have such a nickname, how could he be squeezed into the same position in the kang hole at the same time with the bald fat man?

Since it's not Ding Datou, then ......

The bald fat man thought of a terrifying possibility, and he slowly retracted his hands, held on to the bottom of the chimney, and pulled his head out of it. He lay motionless on the ground, looking around from the corner of his eye, and he saw that the black ash at the bottom of the kang had turned blood red, and the place where his hand was pressed was slimy, and it seemed that it was all blood. He shivered and reached out to touch his back, which he felt cold, as if something strange was there.

He touched a hand.

The hand was slippery, cool, and was gently tapping against his back, as if trying to pat the dust off his body.

The bald fat man screamed, and violently pulled away the strange hand on his back, and he slammed around like a headless fly, but the space in the kang hole was too small, and he couldn't even bend his waist, and he could only get stuck in the chimney when he crawled forward, and there was hard dirt on both sides. He had no choice but to step back with his hands on the ground.

After he had stepped back two or three meters, he could finally see the strange hand that had slapped him when he looked up. The hand had come out of the kang wall, blue-black, and its nails were long, long and bloodshot. Feeling the bald fat man retreating, the strange hand stretched out from the kang wall, and the arm with the hand seemed to be infinitely long. His hands were getting closer and closer to the bald fat man, he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't help himself in fright, he desperately pushed back on the ground, trying to get out of the kang hole.

Even if you have to face the weird Taishi chair and the bloody mad dog when you go back, it is better than being scared to death in this small space. The strange hand was getting longer and longer, the blood stains on the nails were becoming more conspicuous, and the bald fat man's heartbeat was pounding, and he almost fainted, but he persevered. He stepped back hard, and after retreating through a corner, the strange hand was stretched to the end, and slowly retracted.

The bald fat man let out a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground, not even bothering to wipe the sweat from his head. He rested for a moment, and suddenly felt sticky underneath his body, and reached out to touch some viscous liquid. He raised his hand and saw through the faint reflection that his hands were stained with dark red plasma. Taken aback, he hurriedly rubbed his hands against the wall, and after a few strokes, his movements froze.

The kang wall is obviously hard earth and masonry, why is it soft here? Just like human skin, dry and soft. The bald fat man appeared, and before he knew it, he retreated to the place where he had felt his back wet before. It's just that when I passed by here just now, only a small area was soft, why is such a large area soft now?

He turned his face sideways, hoping to do something, and he touched the soft, cold place on the wall, and suddenly touched a foot. He let go of his hand abruptly, and looked tremblingly at the place where he had touched his feet, where there were not only feet, but also hands, and a human face that had been broken into several pieces and spliced together.

The face was familiar, it was the skinny brother of the bald fat man, but he had become a lot of pieces, and he was embedded in the wall piece by piece. The bald fat man screamed and stepped back violently, he couldn't stand it anymore, he was going to collapse! He shouted as he stepped back: "Meng Shao, Wangcai, help!" Mom! Grandfather! Help me......"

A fishy smell came, and the bald fat man no longer had the majesty of his eldest brother, and he was scared of feces and urine. But his panic did not help him, and the more he panicked, the more he made mistakes. He was in a hurry to withdraw from the kang hole, but his two hands were inserted into the kang wall, and the wall was spliced together with broken corpses, bones, human faces, etc., and after his hand was inserted, it was firmly sucked in, and he couldn't pull it out.

The bald fat man raised his head in a hurry, but he didn't expect his head to break through the dirt above his head and burrow into the kang wall. The kang wall turned out to be hollow, and a human face stained with blood was sticking to the wall, looking at him curiously.

"Ahhh

After a series of terrible screams, Yiqiē calmed down. (To be continued!)

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