I was holding Sister Yun, and my mood was extremely bad.

I thought that the murder had been calmed down, the nightmare had been broken, and the villagers could live a peaceful and peaceful life.

Unexpectedly, murderous things are like a latent plague, which will always erupt when people are defenseless.

It is not in a hurry to kill the villagers, but to make people feel endless despair in the faint hope.

Death is terrible, but what is worse is that you know that death is near, but you don't know when or where it will come.

This kind of unpredictable suffering makes people's frightened hearts devastated.

Back then, Sister Yun said goodbye, and I knew that she would return to this secluded village one day. But I don't know what day it is.

I will always look forward to the day when she will return either today or tomorrow, or if not tomorrow, the day after tomorrow. Waiting, reading, suffering, and paining.

Just when the heaven and earth were calm without a ripple, the sound of "rustling" wind sounded in our ears.

The wind was not loud, the wind was weak, but the wind temperature was cold, and it came in a hurry, which was very evil.

This little wind seems to have been born out of thin air for the people by the river.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen white-skinned kites that were bright white and light, resembling human shapes, but without human heads, floated in all directions.

The broken necks of these white-skinned kites are pulled by silk threads as black as charcoal, and at the lower end of the silk threads, white Sensen's musical instruments are hung.

The flying white-skinned kites, like big hungry birds, with shriveled bellies, large bodies, and weak bodies, were wantonly driven by lifeless winds.

The sudden light wind is southwestward, that is, in the direction of the grove.

With the help of the wind, the instruments hanging from the ends of the white-skinned kites can make irregular sounds of "whining".

As the sound became louder and louder, more than a dozen white instruments of various kinds sounded the music we had just played one by one.

That strange and illusory beautiful world, like a time and space tunnel, gradually resurfaces in front of us.

The crowd involuntarily leaned forward and raised their hands, wanting to touch the edge of the world.

Su Ju covered his ears, turned his head away, and suddenly shouted: Captain Bai, quickly break those white musical instruments for me.

After a while, I saw Captain Bai's eyes obsessively motionless. Su Ju rushed up with an arrow, grabbed him by the collar, hooked his legs, and knocked him to the ground.

After sobering up, Captain Bai led several snipers from the SWAT team and set up sniper rifles in the distance.

"Bangbang," after a crisp burst of gunfire, more than a dozen white musical instruments, in the wailing and screaming, exploded into snow-white and bewitching flowers.

For a moment, I felt that my soul was being manipulated back and forth by a terrifying magic.

The Soviet Bureau whispered to the people beside him: Quickly escort the villagers home.

More than a dozen police officers followed closely behind the villagers with solemn faces, and only after sending us up the small dirt slope did they run back to the small river to reinforce us.

Standing on the dirt slope, looking from a distance, I saw more than a dozen white-skinned kites with broken falling objects, which had landed lightly on the black and bare treetops. Both are dead creatures, black and white, making them even more terrifying.

The villagers gathered under the locust tree in my house, looking at each other, and not a word popped out of their mouths.

Haohao said with a guilty face: Sister-in-law, everything just now was purely my unintentional mistake, don't be surprised. I just saw Sai Nan clearly, and she said that there was a circle of fierce gods and evil ghosts around her body, and I tried my best to beat them away.

Sister-in-law Kuan is the daughter-in-law of Brother Kuan. Yesterday, her husband had his face torn off alive and placed on the face of a vicious bloody dog, which was eventually culled, but she was also disillusioned. The whole person is loose and can't lift a little spirit.

Sister-in-law Kuan shook her head, sobbed and said with a wry smile: You should have stoned me to death just now, Da Kuan is gone, what's the point of me living?

When everyone heard this, their expressions were depressed, and they felt that living was a thing that required courage.

Second Uncle Bao held the hand of Second Brother Wang, and said with an apologetic face: Second brother, just now there was a ghost in front of my eyes that kept persecuting Uncle Bao, and I really couldn't control it, so I made a ruthless move.

Now, the second brother Wang has become a widower. His daughter-in-law is Sister Yue, and in yesterday's bloody battle between people and dogs, Sister Yue's bloody and blurred face was pressed against the face of a hideous and fierce blood dog.

Second Brother Wang, like me, was strangled by Uncle Erbao with a crimson blood mark on his neck.

He was silent, staring blankly at the ground, his eyes filled with a pool of stagnant water.

The third sister looked at me deeply guilty and wanted to apologize. I shook my head, smiled, and signaled that it was over, and that I would not say more.

She nodded, changed the conversation, and said: I will take my brother away in a while, our village can no longer live, I am afraid......

After speaking, she pouted, her eyes turned red, and tears rolled down.

"I'll also go to the city to take refuge for a few days, and if I don't leave, my life will be here."

"Yes, if you can hide, let's hide first, I think, there must be a ghost at work."

The last sentence sounded made everyone's scalp crack and their hearts cold. In normal times, this superstitious nonsense will only be regarded as nonsense by everyone. Now, even those of us with higher education are wondering if ghosts really exist.

Just now, I felt like I had walked around the cold morgue, with only a body of flesh that could only breathe.

A cold and old voice came from behind everyone: Will you never come back?

This sentence is like a dark sound falling from the sky, like a huge hailstone, which is both cold and heavy and smashes everyone off guard.

The one who spoke was Aunt Qin, who had just sent Fangfang to school and returned slowly, and she couldn't give up.

Seeing that everyone was staring at her silently for a long time, Aunt Qin said again: Have we avoided it for a while, and avoided it for a lifetime?

No one answered this question. Maybe only God knows.

I made up my mind, went home in a while, packed my bags, and immediately left with Sister Yun to take refuge at my eldest sister's house.

The crowd was thinking bitterly and worried, and their hearts were in trepidation. The atmosphere fell into a dead silence again.

Looking at the river, I saw a group of police officers find some slender bamboo poles and reach the white-skinned kites on the treetops one by one.

Suddenly, a tiny locust leaf fell from the top of our heads.

And on the treetops, there was a light grinding sound of "rustling". Everyone looked up, and a miserable white, slightly shiny white-skinned kite was stuck on the branch of the locust tree, crumbling to the ground.

At its end, a white ocarina as white as jade fell, and the part connected to the white skin of the ocarina was a silk thread as black as hair.

This white-skinned kite resembling a human shape, with no head at its neck, is not miserable and terrifying.

I suddenly felt a heart in my cavity, with a stream of hot blood, hit my throat.

Everyone under the locust tree retreated in a messy manner.

The huge locust tree, by the force of everyone's stepping, shook the body of the tree, and the white lacquered leather kite fell down lightly from the loose treetops.

A slight breeze rolled across the ground, and the snow-white leather kite without a hint of variegated color rippled a fold of waves.

After calming down for a while, Brother Da Tie took three or five strong young men and leaned slowly towards the white-skinned kite.

Seeing Brother Da Tie and others taking the lead, everyone was bold and slowly came up.

Uncle Tian, who sells poultry meat in the village, looked at it, his knees were like cotton, and he collapsed on the ground with his side straight.