Chapter 22: Murder at Night

Qingming took Xu Mi and walked quickly, because he had an intuition that if he didn't go, he might never be able to leave. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

But as he walked, he found that he had come to a cemetery.

The blue-white tombstones were erected on this cemetery one by one, glowing white in the moonlight, like a white skeleton.

It is impossible to say that he is not afraid, but Qingming knows that he can't show anything, because there is Xu Mi next to him, and he holds the girl and shows a calm smile at her.

"Don't be afraid." He said.

"Hmm." The girl nodded.

Turning around and around, Qingming found that he still couldn't get out of this strange village, and when he tried to speed up with time, he found that his ability to manipulate time seemed to be limited by something.

Sighing helplessly, Qingming pulled Xu Mi and said, "Let's go to the square to see how that group of people are doing?" It seems that there is no way out of this, and we need their help. ”

In the square, the group of people that Qingming had seen during the day were also there, but one person was set up on the bonfire, scorched by the flame like a cow or sheep.

The red flames burned in the square, turning the sky into blood, and with the terrible screams, it seemed to wander in purgatory on earth.

And the rest of the people were also bound, their faces were full of anger and fear, and they looked at the villagers in horror, begging and cursing.

The people around, the aborigines of those villages, were drinking wine one by one, as if they had roasted a sheep at a bonfire party held during the Chinese New Year.

A feeling of vomiting hit him, and Qingming felt a little frightened. What the hell is this village? Why did you come here?

The fire was burning, the roar in the air was echoing and then slowly fading, and the man was dead.

The appearance of Qingming and Xu Mi attracted the attention of the people in the village, but they seemed to be completely immersed in the ritual of killing, and their faces were full of intoxication and excitement, as if killing was the best appetizer and the best entertainment program.

It wasn't until the man's shouting died down that they turned their heads to look at the two Qingming.

They didn't know where they took out sickles, forks, hoes, these tools that should have been used to farm the land, and then slashed at the dozen people like crazy towards Qingming.

Qingming didn't see if those people were dead, but the blood kept flowing, his hand was cut, it was a bone razor, very sharp, Qingming was just scratched when even the blood didn't stop.

He asked the girl behind him to run, but the girl said that she didn't want to go, so Qingming could only stand in front of him.

Just when a knife slashed at Xu Mi again, there was another scar on Qingming's hand.

Seeing Qingming blocking in front of him, Xu Mi's eyes began to rain.

Seeing her crying, Qingming was a little distressed, such a beautiful pair of eyes should not shed tears. He wiped away her tears, "Don't cry, don't shed tears because of me, okay?" ”

Xu Mi's tears dripped on Qingming's hands, just a drop made the wounds on his hands heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qingming's eyes widened, and he was very shocked in his heart, but now it didn't seem to be the time to be shocked, so he pulled Xu Mi and started running out.

Strangely enough, after leaving the square, the villagers stopped chasing after them, and they seemed to regain their senses, and one by one put their sickles and hoes back in their places.

This time, the villagers let go of the people who were still alive, and one person, the person who invited Qingming to drink and say that he was married, stood up and announced loudly:

"Run,

Run away from now on,

After dawn, if you are still alive, I will spare you.

And if you get caught again, we'll kill you all.

Now, run away. ”

Meng Bin and others, who were still alive, began to flee.

Qingming looked at the villagers who had started drinking and chatting again, and suddenly felt extremely weird.

A bunch of neurotics.

Pulling Xu Mi, who was in a daze, Qingming and Xu Mi also began to flee quickly, leaving the square, the farther away the better, this is Qingming's idea.

At this moment, the innkeeper appeared, "I told you not to go out after twelve o'clock, why don't you listen to persuasion if you don't go out?" Let's hurry back and get back. ”

Qingming and the two looked at the somewhat fat boss vigilantly, for fear that he would suddenly take out a knife from somewhere, but Qingming also understood that if the boss shouted that he and the girl would definitely not be able to escape, it seemed that he was forced to live in the hotel again.

The nights were always long and terrible, this night Qingming didn't sleep, he kept staring at the door, he could feel that the boss didn't mean to harm him, but what about the group of people? What about the dozen or so travelers? What happened to them?

Was it burned to ashes?

The girl was scared, her hand was always held with Qingming, her hand was cold and shaking, Qingming put all the cabinets and beds in the room against the door, and the two of them leaned side by side.

Time seems to have passed for a long time,

"Are we going to die?" She asked.

"I'm here." He said.

"Hmm......" The girl seemed to be relieved at last, she leaned on Qingming's shoulder and began to fall asleep.