Looking at the village in the col, I was silent for a while, and turned back, where there was also a mountain village, nestled in the darkness.

I now have some understanding of how those explorers disappeared in Dongmen Village.

"Interesting!"

I muttered, turned around, and walked down, I wanted to see how this Dongmen Village below was different from the one behind me.

Walking down the hill, the village shimmered like stars.

These villagers are burning incense and inviting ghosts according to the instructions of the third uncle of the village chief.

Walking to the entrance of the village, a strong smell of burning came over.

In this village, I know a total of two people, an old Dong, that is, Dong Laosan, but he is possessed by a ghost, and it is unrealistic to find him.

The other one is Lao Zhang, although he is dead, but the house is empty!

I stood at the entrance of the village to confirm the direction and walked to Lao Zhang's house.

The courtyard wall of Lao Zhang's house is a wooden fence, more than half a person high, and there is a small gap between each wooden plank, through which you can see the situation outside.

After coming to Zhang's house, I went to the house to find a small wooden bench, moved it out and put it in front of the fence, sat in front of the fence, and silently observed the situation outside.

From my angle, I can see the five families on the opposite side, and the one next to me is also almost the same.

It was getting darker and darker, and only incense flickered in the darkness.

The whole village fell into an eerie calm.

"The smell of blood!"

I don't know how long it took, but a fishy smell wafted in the wind, and there was a strange rustling sound.

I sniffled to make sure I was right, and looked through the gap between the planks in the direction where the sound was coming from.

In the dark, the incense provides a little bit of firelight, coupled with the moonlight that is still bright in the night sky, and the situation outside, although it is not particularly clear, can also be seen.

In fact, I am curious whether the moon in the sky is real or fake.

Judging by the time I entered the village, the moon shouldn't have come out.

The rustling was getting closer, and I could see how it was coming from.

On the path between the villages, a woman with a cloak crawled with difficulty, and behind her, there was a dark red trace.

Rustling!

Rustling!

The woman climbed closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of a house directly opposite Lao Zhang's house.

Seeing the incense and rice in front of the door, the woman let out a whimper of unknown meaning in her throat, stretched out her hand covered with blood, inserted it into the bowl, grabbed a handful of rice, and stuffed it into her mouth.

I sat down in front of the slats, holding my breath and looking at the woman across from me without blinking.

The woman's legs were broken.

Only the flesh skin remains, dragging on the ground, and may fall at any time.

The other, starting from the calf, bends at a strange angle.

After eating up the bowl, the woman crawled forward again and reached out and knocked on the courtyard door.

Tuk Tuk!

There was a dull knock on the door.

No one responded.

The daughter didn't give up, dragged the two broken legs, knocked twice, and made a sound: "Mom, I'm back!" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, there was still no reaction in the courtyard, and I was indeed shocked, this woman was probably one of the five people in the tomb.

There was still no response from inside.

The woman didn't give up, knocked twice more, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Mom, I'm back!" ”

With the sound of the voice, the woman's hand passed through the door, then another, and finally a leg with only a trace of flesh.

"Don't come, don't come!"

The moment the woman passed through the door, there was a scream in the courtyard.

A moment later, there was a shrill creak at the door, and someone pulled it open, and a woman of about fifty ran out in terror.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the door, a bloody hand grabbed the woman's other foot, and then dragged it, and the woman's bloated body fell to the ground with a thud.

"Help!"

The woman struggled forward, but her body was dragged into the courtyard with a whoosh, and the door slammed and closed again.

The next moment, everything returned to calm, and there was no sound of struggle in the courtyard, only the empty rice bowl and the blood on the gate, proving what had just happened!

"Help!"

As soon as the head subsided, the village heard another cry for help.

I slowly got up and stared at the door opposite.

After a half-minute bang, the door creaked open, and the woman crawled out again, much faster than before.

She crawled straight to her neighbor's house, repeated the process, ate the rice and ashes, raised her hand to lock the door, and then entered through the door.

At this rate, not counting other women, just her, can slaughter the village, and there are four such women.

What is that thing attached to the third uncle of the village chief?

This method surprised me and made me understand a lot.

The murderer was the five women who crawled out of the grave, not the thing attached to the third uncle of the village chief, nor the yellow skin attached to Dong Laosan.

In this way, the yellow skin can perfectly avoid the cause and effect this time.

But after the revenge of those five women, I am afraid that the resentment will be even deeper.

At that time, I am afraid that even the yellow skin and the things attached to the third uncle of the village chief will not be able to deal with it, and it may even be killed.

I was confused, and I didn't understand what they were up to.

At this time, the screams of the village were in a continuous film, and from time to time people jumped out of the wall, howling and running in the direction of the village committee.

I pondered for a moment, got up and went out, the most critical time has come, and the answer to everything is likely to be revealed in the village committee.