Terror!

Great Terror!

A strong sense of fear appeared in the hearts of the clansmen who came to pay tribute to the old patriarch.

They looked at the thick mist around them that still had a fishy smell, and for a while, their liver and gallbladder were broken, and they even crawled and brought the news back to Yaoguandu.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

For a while, the entire Yaoguandu was boiling.

People began to gather to discuss countermeasures.

As they spoke, they accused each other and scuffled.

are all accusing each other of not being good, telling the old patriarch to be good.

In particular, Guan Da Niu was thrown several rotten eggs by the angry crowd and was beaten for a while.

If he hadn't wanted to go out and find a mage, maybe things wouldn't have gotten to this point.

It's him!

It's him!

It was he who angered the old patriarch!

In such a moment of fear and fear, no one wants to take the blame on themselves.

Instead of examining yourself, you should denigrate others.

Many townspeople who have lost their minds completely ignore that they have also donated money and materials to go out and invite mages to station.

They must be not wrong, they are all deceived by the young Zhuang faction led by the official Da Niu.

"Shoot him!"

"Shoot him!"

"Guan Da Niu, are you still human, your martial arts are all taught by the old patriarch, and you also took out the secret medicine you picked to practice for you, otherwise you can have today?"

"Guan Da Niu's father is the former patriarch, and he must be angry that the patriarch's position was taken away by the old patriarch, so he made a fool of us, and everyone avenged the old patriarch!"

There was an angry roar from the crowd.

Crazy, all crazy.

Suppressed emotions need an outlet, and the official is just right.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands.

After a while, the official bull who was beaten by everyone was beaten so that he had no breath in and no breath.

After some venting, everyone dispersed in a huff, and they collectively went home to kill chickens and sheep, and sacrificed to the old patriarch, hoping that the old patriarch would be merciful and let them go.

As night fell, the smell of panic permeated the village.

There was not a single big star in sight in the dark sky, and the star dome shrouded the entire Yaoguandu like an iron curtain.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

On the fourth day, the sky was still bright.

Yaoguandu suddenly exploded the pot, and someone screamed in panic.

He's dead! All dead!

Come on!

At this time, basically no one can sleep soundly, and the nerves of the whole person are tense.

As soon as they heard the movement, the men, women, and young masters who were still alive in Yaoguandu all climbed up.

The dog baby was also in the crowd.

Gou Wazi is a ruthless medicine official who dares to fish for corpses in Wujiang, and his courage is far beyond ordinary people, but he swears that he has never seen such a tragic scene in his life.

The stumps were all over the ground, the blood was all over the ground, red, white, green, and blue were scattered all over the ground, and all the young and strong team that went out yesterday to go out to invite the mage died.

Even the oxen pulling the cart are dead!

The buttocks of the official bull who led the team were still on the beams of the house, and the rest of his body was all shattered into a mush, and there were still traces of being gnawed by some terrible creature.

There is also a kind of aquatic grass unique to the depths of the Wujiang River at the site.

Damn it!

How could this aquatic weed appear in the home of the deceased in Yaoguandu.

It's still dripping with water.

It's still fresh!

Fear! Fear! Fear!

Spread! Spread! Spread!

Everyone looked at each other, and there was a timid 'ah' and they fainted.

The rest of the brave men hastily dug a pit, buried all the corpses all over the ground, and then left.

From time to time, sobs rang out in the rooms of the Yakukandu.

When the light fell, a round of rising sun rose in the sky, but at this time, Yaoguandu was shrouded in a thick mist, and the whole town was still gloomy, filled with an indescribable clammy cold.

There was also a foul stench of silt from deep at the bottom of the river.

Day 5.

Panic continues to spread.

A new change has taken place.

There are more dead chickens and ducks.

Suddenly, there were more than a hundred and so people in the town, saying that they had dreamed of the old patriarch.

Uncanny.

More than 100 people all had the same dream, the same scene, and even the words were the same.

They dreamed that the old patriarch was sunk in the mud of the Wujiang River, his body was soaked white and swollen by the cold water, his body was gnawed and tattered by passing fish, and in some places Bai Sensen's bones were exposed.

At the bottom of the dark river, they saw a strange blood-colored token embedded in the middle of the old patriarch's chest, which was the only light source in the dark river bottom.

They saw the old patriarch being soaked, and the white bones exposed from the fish's gnawed jaw were moving, and the bones rubbed against each other, emitting strange syllables.

A resentful and eerie audio that could not be described in words suddenly sounded in their hearts.

"I'm so cold."

"I'm in so much pain."

"A lot of fish bite me."

"I saw my own bones."

"It hurts! Pain! Pain! ”

"Why are you doing this to me!"

"Why !!"

"In that case, then you all come and accompany me!"

The sound came to an abrupt end, and the colorful dream suddenly shattered, leaving only the endless sound of water and darkness enveloping the dream mind.

The feeling of suffocation, severe pain, and gnawing spread to their hearts.

Like ghosts pressing the bed, they tried hard to break free from this cruel purgatory-like dream, but they couldn't.

can only silently bear this indescribable pain.

When the crowing of the last rooster sounded, the person in the dream struggled to get up from the bed in a cold sweat, and the whole person seemed to have been fished out of the water, covered with sweat and his eyes were terrified.

By the way, the last rooster of Yaoguandu was raised by the old patriarch.

Ten years old guy.

Day 6.

The dog baby, who couldn't sleep horizontally, heard a squirming movement outside the window.

He had the audacity to push open a crack in the window and peer out.

This glance frightened him into losing two souls and six souls.

I saw outside the window that all the people who said they dreamed of the old patriarch yesterday lined up, put their hands on the shoulders of the people in front of them, and walked slowly and straight towards the Wujiang ferry.

They staggered, and the pupils in their eye sockets disappeared, leaving only the whites of their eyes.

At the center of their eyebrows and the corners of their eyes, there are bulging purple-black tendons.

Their faces were as white as powder, their eyes were as black as a panda's, and their lips were blue.

It seemed that he was aware of the dog's gaze, and the movements of the people who were acting on their shoulders suddenly stagnated, and suddenly glanced in the direction of the dog's baby, showing a strange smile as if carved in a mold, and then continued to walk towards the Wujiang ferry.

Such a scene makes people shudder.

However, under the quiet night sky, no one dared to speak, no one dared to stop.

Because the bold dog baby clearly saw that there was an elderly white-haired mother who was reluctant to follow her son to the death road with the team, she cried and pulled her son's arm, as if she wanted to wake up her son's consciousness.

Eventually, the old woman's eyeballs gradually turned white and joined the end of the group.

The bright moon spits light, and the townspeople line up to Wujiang!

It's the old patriarch, and he's coming to collect people!

In the dark night, the heart of the dog baby who saw this scene was pounding, and even the hair exploded.

He could even hear the sound of blood gurgling in his veins.

Day 7.

More than a hundred people in the town dreamed of the old patriarch.

"Don't sleep, don't sleep!"

"I dreamed that the old patriarch was going to die!"

The dog waved her hands excitedly and knocked on the door to tell the townspeople.

However, at this time, the townspeople who opened the door were glazed over, and their expressions were numb and lifeless.

There is a couple who are even having fun in time, and they are not shy about it, which is very atmospheric.....

Despair enveloped the entire Yaoguandu, and people were dying every day, and there were even vicious cases such as rape and murder, and some people hanged themselves.

The tragic and joyful dramas in the world are constantly staged in Yaoguandu.

It's like purgatory on earth.

However, a considerable number of people still choose to follow the advice of the dog, actively stock up on food, look for refreshing medicines, and actively save themselves.

At the juncture of life and death, even if it is a beast, it has the right to live, let alone people?

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…

Thinking about it, the dog's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, as if a thousand catties of boulders are stuck to it, even the stimulation of needles can no longer make him lift his spirits.

He struggled against the wall and smiled miserably.

After all, can't you escape the fate of death?

He's trying so hard to survive.

Old patriarch, my dog is sorry for you, and the people of Yaoguandu are sorry for you, but you have killed enough people, stop it, old patriarch.

Old patriarch, I'm sorry, I'll give you my life back.

As soon as he thought of this, the dog baby, whose mental will was stretched to the limit, couldn't hold back any longer, and his eyelids slowly closed.

He was so tired and wanted to sleep too much.

In an instant, he entered the dream realm, he heard the sound of the river flowing, he saw a terrible evil roaring and writhing at the bottom of the river, he, he saw the old patriarch who was unrecognizable, he saw a blood-colored token shining like breath at the bottom of the river.

He fell asleep.

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…

Yi Chen and Little Meow rushed on the mountain road, and it had been five days since the last time they killed the Overlord Chicken.

After killing Brother Ji, the crimson dot he gave Yi Chen was not atmospheric, only two hundred points, but Yi Chen still generously chose to forgive him and continued to embark on the journey.

In the afternoon, the sun sets.

On the edge of a mountain spring, Yi Chen used an iron skewer in his hand to insert two huge lamb hind legs on the pine charcoal fire, and the tempting aroma wafted in the air.

"Roasted lamb shank really has to be made of pine charcoal to have a soul, fragrant!"

"It's much more soulful than roasting it with internal strength."

"Meow, then, what are you doing with your cat, what are you eating, there is nothing left, the food in the storage ring is all gone, and then we don't have to eat." Yi Chen tore off half of the roast leg of lamb and threw it to Xiao Meow.

It's not that it's easy to be greedy, it's mainly that children can't eat too much and don't digest it.

Little Meow gracefully caught it with her paws, screamed in protest, didn't know who ate more, and then padded two huge leaves from nowhere, and began to feast.

After eating, a kitten looked at the roast leg of lamb in Yi Chen's hand with a straight face, and called dad frantically.

"No, no, we don't have anything to eat before we arrive at Wujiang Mansion, you can absorb the light, you can nibble on some wild fruits." Yi Chen finished the grease on his hands, ate the last bite of meat, and said with a smile.

Little Meow screamed in protest, and a cat pounced and climbed a big tree, looked into the distance, and suddenly began to scream excitedly.

"There's a town in the col in the distance? Can you buy a batch of supplies and sleep for a night to recuperate? I'll take a look. Hearing this, Yi Chen took out the map and looked at it carefully, and the three small characters of Yaoguandu appeared on the map.

"Great, you're lucky to come across a town that's not too far away."

"Okay, dad listens to you, let's go here to repair it, buy some supplies and go." Yi Chen smiled heartily.

(The pen power is limited, referring to the frame of the protagonist group in the later stage of the old corpse Aunt Mei in the mountain village who walks into the deep pool on his shoulders is more expressive and exciting, ask for a picture.)

To write a ghost, you have to be a Buddha. ）

(End of chapter)