After a short nap, when U Thant opened his eyes, it was already dark, there was a strong wind outside, and the broken windows made a "squeak" sound from time to time.

Through the skylight, you can see a dark moon hanging in the bleak night sky.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is the night of killing.

She dragged the table to the bed and lit a red candle with a lighter, the faint light reflecting the room. She took the shovel in her hand, ready to go, and as soon as there was a stir, she picked up the shovel and slashed it around.

The room was as quiet as ever, and without the shelter of doors and windows, her vision was broadened.

"Dash...... Da Da ...... Da ......"

There was a bouncing sound under the bed again, the sound was crisp, it was supposed to be a small ball object.

She crawled to the floor and grabbed her hand at the bottom of the bed, but it was a dusty cobweb.

The bottom of the bed was so narrow that she couldn't get into it at all, so she could only grope in it with a shovel by feeling.

"It's probably table tennis......"

After a long period of probing, the shovel finally touched two round things.

Wu Dan breathed a sigh of relief, swept out the two round things with a shovel, and held them in his hand, which were very soft but a little wet.

She placed them on the table, and by the light of the red candle she could see that the round thing was the eyes of two living people.

The blood-red eyes widened, and behind them was a blurry white pulp.

Wu Thant suppressed the fear in her heart, she covered her mouth with her hands, and there were dense beads of sweat on her forehead.

She set those eyes aside and focused all her attention on the flame of the red candle, trying to calm herself down.

"The bouncing sound under the bed is the ...... produced by these two eyes."

"But how can there be two more eyes under the bed for some reason?"

In the dead of night, a person lying on the bed, but his two eyes are "bouncing" under the bed, this strange picture alone is enough to be terrifying.

Wu Thant plucked up his courage, picked up the shovel in his right hand, held the red candle in his left hand, quietly walked to the door, observed with his probe, and cautiously walked to the toilet.

She locked the door and walked over to the mirror, staring at the mirror above the border.

Yu Guang glanced at the mirror, and accidentally saw himself in the mirror, which felt a little strange.

In the mirror, her gaze became dull, her eyes kept bulging outward, and the blood-red birthmark on the left side of her face gradually spread around.

U Thant shifted his attention to the mirror, staring intently at himself on the mirror, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"U Thant~"

Inside the mirror, she opened her mouth and began to call her name.

"U Thant~"

The voice seemed to have a magical power that made her involuntarily close to the mirror.

"U Thant...... U Thant...... Wu Dan ...... "Her eyes were blank, she looked at herself in the mirror blankly, and she opened her mouth involuntarily and repeated her name in the mirror.

In the mirror, she was a completely different person, and her empty eyes were two deep black holes, and it reached out and grabbed Wu Thant's neck.

When it touched the sachet around U Thant's neck, it suddenly withdrew its hand, as if sensing some kind of threat.

There was a burning sensation in Wu Thant's chest, and then he came back to his senses.

She picked up her shovel and smashed it in the mirror.

"Click!"

Fragments of mirrors were scattered on the ground, and some glass shards flew onto U Thant's face and dug deep into the flesh.

U Thant's face showed several bloody holes, and she placed the red candle on the sink and pulled the glass shards out of the flesh one by one with her hands.

Her face was bloodied, and suddenly it became full of holes, as if she had changed her face.

The wall behind the mirror had a thin layer of wood, and she pried it through the gap with a shovel, and the plank fell with a bang, revealing the real wall.

The walls are red like those of the people in the village, as if they had been painted.

U Thant leaned his nose against the wall and sniffed, mixed with a fishy smell.

She slammed her shovel at the wall, which was not very thick, and kept shaking, and a thick cloud of dust rose from the cracks in the bricks.

A crack cracked in the wall, and she took a few steps back, charging into the wall and slamming it hard.

"Boom!"

The wall suddenly collapsed, and a thick cloud of dust drifted out of it, and there was indeed a narrow space inside the wall.

Carrying a shovel, she cautiously stepped into the small room in the wall.

The room was tidy, with a table, four stools, and two drinking glasses on the table, and next to the drinking glasses was an old book, a pair of old-fashioned glasses, and a tattered little doll was placed on the book. In the deepest part of the wall was a large water tank, and beside it was a small bucket filled with a silvery-white shiny liquid.

The water tank in the corner of the wall caught the attention of U Thant, with a black-and-white photograph on the lid and a small incense burner next to it, with a lot of burnt incense ashes in the incense burner.

Wu Thant picked up the black-and-white photo and looked at it in amazement.

The girl in the photo looks very similar to her, with a large blood-red birthmark on her face. The difference is that her birthmark is on the left half of her face, while the girl's birthmark in the photo is on the right half of her face.

"Who is this girl?"

U Thant took off the photo and the incense burner, lifted the lid, the water in the jar emitted an unpleasant smell, the vast water could not see the bottom, she used a shovel to stir the bottom of the jar, touched a hard "thing".

She threw the shovel and reached out to the water, and she felt a hand.

"There's someone in the tank!"

She grabbed the hand tightly and pulled it up, revealing her loose upper body out of the water.

She grabbed her body with her other hand and pulled the "person" at the bottom of the tank up.

What U Thant scooped up from the bottom of the vat was a corpse with a large blood-red birthmark on the right side of its face, and it was clear that the corpse was the girl in the photo.

The girl had no eyes, and the eyes were just two large deep black holes, and there was a large hole in the top of the head of the dress, and the whole area of the head was bare, stained with silver-white liquid.

Its clothes had been corroded by water and were mutilated.

"It looks like this body has been soaked in water for some years......"

She put the corpse on the ground and thought to herself:

"Could it be the girl that Ma Mingxiang has been asking Hu Lianli for?"

"Could it be Hu Yumei...... Hu Lianli's daughter? ”

"The clothes were all corroded by water, but the bodies remained so intact......"

She glanced at the bucket next to her, which was full of silver-white liquid.

Wu Shiqing loved to watch the news before his death, and Wu Dan often sat in front of the black-and-white TV with him, listening to the host tell the strange things in the world.

They learned a lot from it, such as that large amounts of ether can cause hallucinations, sulfur-salt-mercury can be alchemized, and chloroform can make people unconscious......

So, it's good to watch some science news once in a while.

She first glanced at the bucket next to her, and then at the hole above the girl's head, and the plot of the ancient palace maid's burial in the TV series suddenly appeared in her mind.

The period when the funeral system was more prevalent was the pre-Qin period, and the human martyrdom system was cruel, the martyr would be forcibly fed with mercury, or the scalp would be cut, and then injected with mercury, after the body of the martyr was injected with mercury, the corpse would not decay for a long time, which was equivalent to a living person continuing to accompany the deceased.

The scene is simply outrageous!

"Could it be that this is how the murderer kept the girl's body intact?"

Wu Thant really couldn't imagine that there were such crazy people in Tuwen Village.

"But where did the murderer learn this way?"

Twenty years ago, it was a time when even black-and-white television was not yet widespread.

"The murderer of the girl should be between Hu Lianli and Ma Mingxiang, but neither of them can understand this method of preserving the body......"

"Could the little girl's death have anything to do with the villagers?"

Is this a madman's conspiracy? Or is it the curse of the goblins?

U Thant's mind was now in a mess, and she couldn't figure it out at all.

"Bell! Clang! Bell ......"

The bell at the entrance of the village rang, and her nightmare began again.