After returning to Kong's house, it was a busy day.

This busy work came in the evening.

It's always dark in the mountains earlier than outside.

I sat on the steps of the courtyard with a heavy heart, and I was convinced by the words of the sheep's horn!

Because I was inexplicably flustered from the first time I saw the Buddha's head.

At this time, Confucius Mu came in and out of the house: "Come into the house and say!" People cannot be resurrected after death, and you must mourn, because you are still young. ”

The people in the mountains are so simple.

After entering the house, she had a complicated expression on her face, and she stopped talking.

She had something to tell us, but she didn't dare to tell her directly, so she could only say: "Xiaoling's business has been done, you should leave early!" The mountain road is not easy to walk, so as not to take a fork in the road. ”

Even I could tell something was wrong.

The sheep's horn pulled me up: "Big sister, since this is the case, then we will go first!" ”

We had just left, and before we could get out of the yard, a thunderclap rang out.

The pouring rain instantly tilted down, as if someone had pierced a hole in the sky.

The sky was overcast and the wind was howling.

The sheep's horn squinted his eyes, and the handful of beard moved with the wind: "It seems that God doesn't want us to go, big girl, look at this ......." ”

"Then you can stay here tonight, the East Room is a guest room." Mother Kong took out two quilts: "There is a big temperature difference in the mountains at night, you cover more, don't catch a cold." ”

Thank you.

The two of us squeezed into the worn-out double bed in the East Room.

The transportation in the mountains is not developed, and there is no guarantee of electricity, and the whole village is plunged into darkness under the violent storm.

I sat on the edge of my bed and looked at the small trees in the courtyard swaying in the wind, not knowing what I was thinking.

Suddenly, the Sheep's Beard grabbed my wrist and pulled me to the bed: "Lie down and pretend to sleep, someone is coming." ”

"You can listen to such a heavy rain......"

Before I could finish speaking, the beard covered my mouth.

I lay stiffly on the cold bed, quietly waiting for the Sheep's Horn to give me a new hint.

Waiting, waiting, and I just fell asleep.

And had a strange dream.

I dreamed that I had come to the back mountain of Damoshan Village, and I was standing under the huge Buddha head, like a flat boat in the middle of the sea!

The head of the Buddha looked at me, the wind around me was angry, my nose was sour, and a sense of sadness arose.

I reached out to rub my eyes, and a slender hand was already on my wrist.

Turning his head, it was Kong Xiaoling.

She was standing beside me, looking up at the huge Buddha head above, her eyes full of unwillingness and appeal.

She said, "You're being targeted. ”

"I ......" I wanted to ask her why she sent me money to buy my life, but I didn't know what to say for a while.

She lowered her head: "The village is not for you to come, go quickly!" Otherwise you will also be left here, don't trust the person who follows you too much. ”

"What do you mean? That Uncle Sheephorn? ”

"Let's go." She nudged me: "Beware of everyone around you who says it's good for you." ”

At this moment, the huge Buddha head on the mountainside changed, and the solemn face of the Buddha became so strange at this moment, and the facial features were all crowded together and smiled at me, and the noisy chanting sound came from all directions.

I only felt a sweet throat and a mouthful of blood spurting out.

When I opened my eyes suddenly, I was lying on the edge of the bed, blood spurting red the sheets.

I grabbed my croissant's hand: "Take me away." ”

"Where?"

"Let's go, get out of here."

My unusual appearance made the Sheephorn not hesitate, and he held me in my arms without saying goodbye.

After getting into the car in the rain, I felt the oppressive feeling in my chest hit again, and another mouthful of blood sprayed on the windshield.

Only this time the blood was mixed with white worms the size of a grain of rice.

Sheep's clawed face turned pale: "What are you dreaming about?" ”

"I'll talk about it later." The feeling of congestion in my chest disappeared and I had the strength to speak.

Seeing that I had the strength to speak, the beard did not hesitate any longer and drove away.

But less than two kilometers after the car drove out, the mountain road in front of it collapsed.

The only road to the outside world in Damoshan Village is broken.

I looked at the collapsed mountain road, and leaned on the chair weakly: "Uncle, do you think we can go back alive?" ”

"You're a half-dead man." After the horn beard finished speaking, he seemed to want to go back, and added: "You were taken away so much yang shou by that woman, even if you go back, you won't have much time." ”

I groaned.

The faint light from the dashboard of the car allowed me to just make out the face of the sheep's horn.

At this moment, the sheep's horn beard has become so abnormal and gloomy in my eyes.

Thinking of what Kong Xiaoling said to me in her dream......

Before, I was sick and went to the doctor, and I didn't have the ability to think.

But now it's a dead end, and my ability to think is starting to return.

Sheep's Horn, a person of such an age, is it really just because of hundreds of thousands of dollars to accompany me in this troubled water?

What about the purpose? Pudu sentient beings?

This conclusion is completely untenable.

"Damn, you don't want us to leave this place alive, do you? Then none of us should think about it. ”

Sheep's Horn slapped the steering wheel, glared at me and asked: "Boy, the master who managed to take away your Yangshou is in the village, since he wants to leave us all behind, then we can't just die in his hands, we went to dig his Hehuan burial, do you dare to do it?" ”

"." I also slapped my thigh and yelled.

I thought very simply, since we can't get out now, and the purpose of the sheep's horn is eighty percent of me or something on me, then I just drive the tiger and devour the wolf and let the two of them fight, maybe I can find a chance in it.

We drove to the back mountain, one carrying a sapper shovel in one hand, and the other carrying a construction sledgehammer in the hand to greet Kong Xiaoling's grave.

In a few moments, a flash of lightning swept through the sky, illuminating the mountains behind them as if it were day.

At this time, the coffin also leaked a corner.

As soon as I saw it, I picked up the sapper shovel in my hand and threw it up.

The shovel went up, and I heard a whining sound in my ears......

"Stop!"

In the rain, an emaciated figure galloped in, carrying a shovel in his hand.

It was the village chief.

Seeing this, Sheep's Horn Beard roared: "Thief, you finally can't help it, right? Grandpa has to break your spell today. ”

With that, he pulled out a chisel more than a foot long from his waist and nailed it to the coffin board with a single click.

With this chisel, the sheep's horn went up with a hammer, and the coffin lid cracked in response, leaking out the contents of the coffin.

Inside the coffin was not Kong Xiaoling at all, but a male corpse dressed in red and green.

The male corpse had a black wooden plaque hanging from his chest.

The two blood-red words on the wooden sign made my breath almost stop.

Those two words are - Zhong Yang.