Shuqing grabbed Ma Wenhua's hand, she even shook him twice with all her strength, and Ma Wenhua's old bones were almost falling apart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Shuqing, I really can't remember. Ma Wenhua reached out and pinched her arm, he only felt that the world was spinning, "I don't remember such a thing, Zhou Zhiwen never handed over his crazy daughter to me, and did not let his daughter come to class." ”

"How is this possible? "Why are they here?"

"What?"

"Them!" Shuqing pointed to the rusty brown building, where the pair of immortals were smiling slightly. She could almost see their beautiful teeth, and they were smiling at her. "They're laughing!"

Ma Wenhua followed her gaze, "They've been laughing, Shuqing~" He reached out and touched her, "Do you think of your grandma~"

Hearing this, Shuqing suddenly turned her head to look at him and looked at him defensively, "I didn't think of anything." Like you, I'm amnesia!" she said with a thick sarcasm in her tone.

Ma Wenhua didn't know what to say for a while, "Zhou Anna's matter, I really don't remember that his father came to ask me to take care of it, but she went to school and went to school for a year, probably, she was not in the same class as Hu Sheng, Hu Sheng was in my class." But I never came into contact with that little girl, except I saw her during a Children's Day performance, where she got into a fight with a child on stage, and was later taken away by her father and never came to school again. It's a pity, that's a smart kid!

"What's going on?" Shuqing didn't seem to hear him, she suddenly stretched out her finger and pointed over, and her finger almost poked Ma Wenhua's eyes.

Ma Wenhua was quite sensitive, he leaned back at the right time, but after all, he was not young and his body was not tough, so he was about to fall down and sat in the grass with his ass. He grinned, as if he had been caught in the grip of something hard. But Shuqing didn't look at him, but walked behind him. She didn't notice Ma Wenhua's condition at all, because she was waving her hand to let Ma Wenhua pass.

"Quick, look, Wenhua, where?"

"What?"

"There's something here. ”

Shuqing took two more steps forward, but the vines in the grass made it difficult for her to move an inch, and she had to pull them up before she could continue to walk. She stooped down and looked down at the long, long vines that had burrowed into the grass in a very deformed way, and climbed up through the cracks in the grass, when a gray fluttering mouse suddenly sprang under her feet, and she shook her head, and her feet jerked away—

Do you smell it, old lady?

Hey, stay away from them!

All iniquities, sinners, were burned to death...... Crazy, what a madman, a sinner, a messenger of the devil, a sinner!

Crackling~ Just as Shuqing reached out and pulled the vine wrapped around her shoes, there was a sound not far away that seemed to be a broken dry branch, Shuqing stopped, she felt something in this place, a chill climbed up her back, she looked around in horror, and just when she turned around, she bumped into it-ahhhhhhhhhhh Then there was a burst of scolding: "You scared me to death!" Ma Wenhua stood behind her, holding a dry branch in one hand. He was shaken by Shuqing again, his glasses hung obliquely on his face, and his innocent look not only made Shuqing laugh dumbly. "Excuse me!" she smiled, helpless at her sudden nervous sensitivity. This place really has an indescribable sense of horror. At least that's how she feels.

"What did you find?" Ma Wenhua straightened his glasses. I glanced ahead.

"There, look at that pile!" Shuqing pointed to about 100 meters in front of them, there was a slightly bulging dirt bag, and strangely enough, there was a big bird standing on the dirt bag, and there were many black clumps of things. "Flies!"

"It stinks, do you smell it?" asked Ma Wenhua.

Ma Wenhua sniffed his nose, he had been concentrating on weeding before, the smell of dirt mixed with weeds occupied his entire olfactory system, at this time, there was indeed a strong smell, the smell of rotting corpses. "Could it be that some of the sheep died there? He frowned slightly. "Let's go!"

"Sheep? Are they sheep? Two more people in town are missing—"

Speaking of which, Shuqing and Ma Wenhua glanced at each other, and then the two of them walked towards the pile of things shrouded in black things at the same time.

When they walked in, they were terrified, and they saw a dark face with a face turned up to the sky, and the eyes were open, but the eyeballs were gone. The flesh on his face was rotting, crawling with flies, and white maggots were burrowing out of his nose and mouth.

"Oh oh oh ~ oh my God!" Shuqing took two steps back, she had been out of so many scenes, but she still had never seen such a terrifying corpse, "Oh my God, oh God, oh God~" She grabbed Ma Wenhua's arm tightly and kept saying Oh my God!

Ma Wenhua doesn't look much better than her! His face is pale, his face is covered with beads of sweat, and if you get closer, you can see that his stamina and the hairs on his arms are all standing up. His gaze rested on a rag on the corpse's body, which was artificially torn apart, because of that shape, that shape~ Looking at that thing, his body shook like chaff - it was a fire word, and someone used a rag to tear it into a fire word and spread it on the body of the corpse. No, no, no, that's not rags, that's the clothes of the dead, yes, the clothes of the dead. Ma Wenhua wiped the sweat from his face.

"That's Dude! It's Dude!" he glanced down at Shuqing, then reached out and rummaged through his trouser pocket for something, "Report-report-call, call the police!"

On the other side, Zhang Dada was still leaning on the laundry sink, and the woman was still sitting at the door, touting something. He stared at her, and when she looked up at him, he quickly looked away, but this time he didn't have time, and he met her gaze. He chuckled dryly.

"W-what is that?" he asked.

"Peanuts!" she looked up at him, smiling slightly, her face wrinkled in a heap. "Just dug up!"

Zhang Dada's face twitched, who planted it just dug it up?

"Have you always lived here?" he asked.

She stood up and threw the peanuts into a dustpan, "I am Hu Sheng's mother, and my name is Chen Xianhui. ”

Zhang Dada suddenly straightened up, his body stiffened like a wooden stick. He suddenly felt very hot, but it was obviously windy. He reached out and touched his forehead. I remembered that I had been guessing who she was, but I didn't think I could ask. He was so frightened, but what made him so scared?

"Oh, oh, Auntie, hello!" Zhang Da stared at Chen Xianhui with an embarrassed expression, he looked like he had just swallowed a piece of. The whole face is the color of. "Excuse me, is he coming back today?"

"Have I seen you before? Are you from this town?" Chen Xianhui walked over to him, and she put her hand on her waist and wiped it on her floral shirt. The flower shirt immediately appeared with patches of mud-colored stains.

Zhang Dada saw her walking towards him, and couldn't help but take a step back, accidentally being hit by the stone protruding from the laundry trough, he suddenly reached out to cover his waist, and looked down with a grin.

"You're afraid of me!"

When he raised his head again, Chen Xianhui stood in front of him. (To be continued.) )