I looked at the two cars like crazy, running south as fast as I could, and even some of them were gone. I turned around and thought about the brick-burning kiln to see what was in it that could scare the flying head away.

In this brick-fired kiln, I have said more than once, it is basically empty except for a few half-cut bricks. Last time, I didn't see a black Tai Sui in it, and it was also burned to black ashes by the ghost fire.

Is there anything else in here now? Who knows, I'll go over and take a look before I think I'll turn around and jump over to the edge of the kiln.

At this time, the sound of the movie playing in the distance was gone, and it was estimated that it was finished. And the sad suona sound has long since disappeared, only the breeze is wandering around.

Now few people come to use this brick kiln again, because as long as they build a house, they will buy bricks, and the bricks they buy are very good-looking, and the color is red and fresh, neat and porcelain, and the bricks make a very crisp sound when they touch together.

So this brick kiln has been empty, although it has been empty, I don't know why it is windy and rainy, those pigs and sheep who run out will not run here to hide from the rain, they would rather run outside in the rain.

Also, those who came from the outer village to ask for food, or those who rode or walked by here on the road, did not run here to rest or take shelter from the rain, I don't know why, are they afraid that the coal ash in here is too dark?

It must have been past 12 o'clock now, and the movie over there had ended, so I jumped on the top of the brick-burning kiln and stood on the edge of the kiln and looked down, but I didn't find anything. The moment I stared at it, I noticed the anomaly.

It was at the mouth of the smoking hole in the middle that I noticed that one foot was slowly exposed, and that foot looked very eye-catching. Because this is a human foot, it should be a woman, and she must not be very old.

On this foot, he was wearing ankle-high white socks, and on his feet were shining black leather shoes, which were a little small, but they looked very delicate, with a round toe and a heel two or three fingers high.

The leather shoe had laces and was fastened to the instep, and when I saw it, the foot was sticking out of the smoke hole. Who is this, why do you wear such a foreign style, I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't think of whose woman in our village could wear such leather shoes.

I was standing on the top of the kiln, the night breeze passing by my ears, and there was darkness and silence all around. Since it was only one foot, I couldn't see the whole picture of the man, so I turned my head sideways and looked inside the smoke hole.

I thought it was a foreign girl from the city, maybe because it was late, I went to this brick kiln to rest, but I didn't expect that I was startled when I saw it.

This is a woman, the lower body is wearing a knee-high tartan skirt, and the upper body is completely different, I don't know where it is, and a white shirt on the upper body is dirty, and the upper and lower body are compared, I feel that something is not right with this person.

I wrinkled my nose and slowly looked up, this man had a small wavy goat's tail hairstyle, this scalp to the bottom of the neck, began to curl, the hair curls looked very eye-catching, at least I don't think it was ugly, because those young women in our village are used to using rubber bands to tie their hair casually, so when I look at people's hairstyles, I think it is very novel.

Originally, this woman was facing the smoke hole, but when I looked at it, I felt that this woman slowly turned around. Obediently, this time, I can see her appearance clearly.

This person, I don't know what's going on, from the back, it's quite slim, but when she turned around, I was taken aback when I saw her appearance.

Because of her originally delicate face, a small half of her face on the left side was very fragmented as if it had been bitten by something. But there was no bloodshed, only the somewhat broken flesh was still stunned, and I saw that the flesh on my face was a little turned outward, and the flesh was tender and tender, as if it was still moving slightly.

Originally, I had seen many scenes that were even more terrifying than this woman, and I was not afraid of them, because I knew that they were not people. But this woman, I have also seen it with perspective, is a person, but why is she like this, she doesn't feel a little pain, and she doesn't even bleed?

I didn't delve into the reason for this, but I watched as she turned around slowly, and stretched out her other foot from behind, but as soon as the foot came out, my eyes widened.

Unexpectedly, this foot is very different from the foot in white socks and black leather shoes that made me feel good just now. Because now this foot is very thin, a little skinny feeling, although I also wear white socks and leather shoes, but it is particularly dazzling, because the exposed leg is no different from the firewood stick burned at home.

What's wrong with this man? Why did she suddenly run into this brick-burning kiln, she was obviously a living person, but why did the person who chased me suddenly be so frightened that he ran away? Are you afraid of her like this?

If the appearance of this woman can scare away a flying human head, then this woman is definitely not a good stubble, so what is this woman who is originally a human being?

Thinking of this, I looked at the woman with great attention, and only after she had turned around and her feet were exposed did I look at her head. Except for a few and half fragmented faces, this woman's face is still very attractive.

Her face was pale, but she couldn't hide her delicate and good-looking. The mouth is small, but very stylish, the eyes are not hurt, and they are full of charming colors, and her nose, although not big, is small and perfect, even I, a little child, after seeing a complete part of her, secretly exclaimed a beauty!

I stood on the top of the kiln, the night breeze blowing, and there was silence all around. I wanted to see if anyone was passing by on the road, but it had been a long time since the night passed, and no one was passing by, not to mention the whole road, even the village not far away, which was as quiet as death.

I shifted my body to see if there was anything else in the smoke hole, but the woman slowly raised her head and blinked at me. She blinked with both eyes at the same time, and the eyeball, which was bitten and drooped down, also moved symbolically under the pull of the flesh.