The white mist that had been filling my field of vision suddenly disappeared, and looking down at the hill where I was standing, there was not only a dilapidated wooden house, but also eight wooden wheels, large and small, standing in the stream not far from the wooden house. In addition, around the wooden house, there is a large area of man-made ridges, on which are planted with green cabbage and green onions, and many melons and fruits and trees surround the wooden house, interspersed with some withered yellow straw stacks.

In the meadow not far away, there are a few cattle leisurely gnawing grass, looking at it from afar, showing the beauty of the countryside.

I was very surprised by such a scene. I didn't expect that there would be such a place in this black bamboo ditch.

I walked through the woods and drove the monkey boy forward, but he stopped and refused to go any way, and I put the knife on his neck, and he closed his eyes, and would rather die than go. The monkey boy was not a timid person as he roamed through the mountains and forests, but he was now afraid of being like this, and he thought that there must be something in the wooden house that could make him fear, or something terrible.

I wandered around in this mountain forest for a long time, and I was already very bored, and when I saw this wooden house appear, it was obvious that there was something strange inside, waiting for my inquiry. Unable to suppress the curiosity in my heart, I gagged his mouth and used a climbing rope to hang the monkey boy who refused to move forward on the branch of the big tree behind him, three meters above the ground, so that he could neither escape with force nor be strangled to death.

This can't help me carelessly, the monkey boy looks weak now, but he is the murderer who killed his adoptive father, and the sharp knife in his hand doesn't know how many people's lives have been taken, he is a cold-blooded and ruthless anomaly, a little relaxed, I will definitely suffer a big loss.

With this scourge in order, I began to push aside the grass in front of me and approach slowly from the slope forest to the west.

Before that, I had been observing the house and everything around it for a long time. After all, a place that makes monkey children with excellent agility and explosiveness so frightened is naturally powerful. I held the machete tightly in my right hand, my waist was bent, my steps were light, and my left hand was on my chest, ready to take out the vibrating mirror to relieve the siege.

As I walked diagonally to the hut and down the slope of the forest, passing a vegetable garden, my attention was drawn to the weeds beside it.

I'll it! What do I see?

Among the clumps of yellow weeds at the edge of the ridges, I saw several broad-leaved grasses densely covered with black-brown, lanceolate edged cuticles, which I had been haunted by for the past two days.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them - dragon fern grass!

This is the real dragon fern grass, and it is as ordinary as a roadside weed here. I even saw a lot of yellowing dragon fern grass thrown into the drainage canal next to the ridge. In my ecstasy, I couldn't care about being tired, so I quickly squatted down, grabbed several handfuls, and then trembled and stuffed them into my tattered hiking bag.

When I stood up again, I was in a very happy mood, like a villager who had found gold.

Many years ago, was Wang Baosong in the same good mood as me?

With brisk steps, I walked over the vegetable patch and the fruit grove to the door of this wooden house. This wooden house looks like the one in the mountainous areas of Hunan, Guizhou, Hubei and other places, with black walls and pine bark on the roof.

Stepping on the rotten wooden house ladder, I came to the door of this house, knocked on the door, and I greeted anyone.

When I shouted, I tensed and prepared for battle, but there was no sound. After waiting for more than ten seconds, I gently pushed open the wooden door, which was unlocked and opened as soon as I pushed it. The inside is very simple, wooden tables and bamboo chairs, and an old bed, the bedding on it is an old style from decades ago, it looks very old, maybe the air here is too humid, exuding a musty smell.

Soon, my attention was drawn to the statue on the shrine across the bed.

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In the nearly 23 years of my life, I have rarely been so tired and physically and mentally exhausted as these two years.

Sometimes I wonder if it's because I have the Golden Silkworm Gu, the so-called "Heaven will descend on the people, and it will definitely ......" This set of theories should be dealt with me? In short, since July last year, I have hardly been idle, all kinds of strange things have come one after another, and I have escaped death many times, basically insulated from the ordinary life of the past.

I thought they were all individuals, but I found out that they weren't.

I saw such a statue of a god sitting on the lotus platform with three heads and six arms, teeth and claws, I saw it for the first time in Agen's new home, and it was enshrined by Agen's ex-girlfriend Wang Shanqing, and since then I have seen it everywhere: in the home of the old crooked descendant of the scorpion Gu in Zhenning, in the house of the cultist who is refining the little ghosts in Peng City, in the Sakurang base in foreign Myanmar, on the murals of the cave in the Qingshan Realm, and even the pattern when Luo Deaf committed suicide and died, there is also a great connection with this statue.

All the events are connected by this thread.

What is this idol?

I got the answer from the uncle of the miscellaneous road, and the old man who has maintained stability in the frontier all the year round told me that this is the doppelganger of the god worshiped by the evil spirit cult, called "Dahekuten" - the god they believe in, and the only god, there are three doppelgangers, which represent "creation", "destruction" and "law", and "Dahekutian" is the carrier of "destruction", because of the destruction of the office, the most powerful force, so it has been widely sought after - this kind of cult with the gimmick of "the end of the world" is the same in the whole world. In order to avoid harmony, its morality and analogies are not introduced.

It's just that what I didn't expect was that in this mysterious black bamboo ditch, in this empty wooden house, I actually saw it again.

Looking at the face of this vicious and hideous god, the dark eyes seemed to reveal an evil weirdness, I felt a little numb under my feet, and an inexplicable sense of fear arose spontaneously, and then spread in my body. All the events turned into a huge net, which strangled me and made it difficult for me to breathe.

I stood quietly in front of the idol for a long time, my mind wandering, I didn't know what I was going to do, my mind was empty, completely unconscious.

Ten minutes later, I heard a swaying sound coming from the side door to the right of the room, as if something was moving on the beams.

Is it a rat? I listened intently, and it didn't feel like it, and I began to move slowly and cautiously walked over. Next to the wooden door, there is a brown coarse porcelain rice jar, which has half a jar of rice, which looks quite fresh. I pushed open the door, and what I saw was a very ordinary kind of stove in the countryside, there was nothing unusual, the threshold was a little high, I raised my foot to enter, and suddenly smelled a very strong smell of blood. The smell was masked by the smell of fireworks in the stove, but as soon as I entered it, it went straight to my nose.

Then I saw that the side of the earthen stove was wet, dark red blood.

There was a ticking sound coming from behind the door.

I felt a visceral fear creeping through my body, slowly closing the door, then jerking my head up and looking behind it—

I saw two people hanging upside down.

One of them was long dead, his abdomen hooked by a great black iron hook, the flesh of his belly turned white, the entrails inside had been completely hollowed out, the rusty iron ropes had wrapped around him, and the remnants of blood were still running down his drooping head and hands, drop by drop, in the tub below; There was another beside him, hanging from the beams of the house, with his mouth gagged with a black cloth and tied with the same iron cable, and his head was constantly shaking.

The moment I saw these two people, my heart was pounded and my whole body trembled.

I saw Yang Jin in the miasma forest before, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, I thought it was an illusion, and when I traveled all the way, I was still thinking that the tomb robber trio might have escaped from Heizhugou and left here, but the reality in front of me shattered my imagination: this dead man was the bald man Li Tangcheng, and the weak and struggling man was Xiaojun.

I really didn't expect to see them like this here.

Xiaojun obviously saw me, his pupils were a little dilated before, and the whole person was in extreme panic, until he saw me at the door, and a glimmer of light suddenly burst out in his eyes, constantly struggling and shaking, making me very worried about whether the beam of the house would break. My first reaction was not to come forward to rescue him, but to hold the knife tightly, search the kitchen, and then walk up to Xiao Jun, who was hanging upside down, and take out the black cloth in his mouth, Xiao Jun's mouth was full of blood, but he was very excited, and said Brother Lu, let me down, ......

I saw that he was emotional and incoherent, and patted him on the chest continuously, saying don't worry, let's talk about what's going on first? Is there anyone else in the house?

Xiaojun told me that the devil is out of the woods, you should let me down quickly, or I will die.

I took a closer look and found that there was an iron hook around Jun's waist that locked him, so I held his body and unbuttoned it. As soon as the clasp was opened, the chain rattled and the man fell. I took him and laid him flat on the kitchen floor, and when I saw that his mouth was full of blood, I untied the kettle, gave him two sips, and asked him if he was better.

He said Xie Lu Xie back and forth a few times, and then looked at the dead Li Tangcheng crying, saying that they got lost on the way out of the ditch, and as a result, they were separated from Yang Jin, and when they touched it, the back of their heads was black, and they fainted. When he woke up, he found that he was hanging upside down, and Uncle Li was dead. Someone was talking to himself in the room over there, and then the floor slammed and the person went out. And then I came......

Xiaojun was about to say something, when suddenly at the door of the house, there was a sound of footsteps.