"Where vanity meets truth,

A hometown without time and space,

The place where dreams began..."

As the murmur ended, the rune in the palm of Yorkham Jones's hand was completed, and then, Yorkham Jones's soul fell into darkness, and his body fell on the back of the red lotus.

"It's so heavy..."

Frowning and whispering, Red Lotus picked up Yorkham Jones with her petite body and went upstairs, and said to Mrs. Marlin:

"This lady, please come with me behind your daughter's back. ”

"Hmm!"

When Mrs. Marin saw that her daughter had regained her quietness, she hurriedly picked up her daughter and followed.

After a while, Red Lotus came to the door of Yorkham Jones's house and knocked lightly twice:

"Little angel, open the door. ”

"Mr. Reverend is not here!"

After the crisp sound came out, after a minute or so, Honglian saw a peeking little eye through the hole in the iron door.

It's so cute...

After seeing that the person who came was Red Lotus, Qin Jing was relieved to open the door completely.

"Sister Red Lotus, I'm so happy to see you again!"

The words were very sweet, but Qin Jing's steps were retracting, and it seemed that she was still very afraid of the red lotus that wanted to buy her.

"I'm also very happy to meet you. ”

With a gentle reply, Red Lotus walked in with Yorkham Jones on her back.

After seeing Yorkham Jones, Jingjing hurriedly ran to Honglian's side and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong with Jones!"

"It's fine, I'll probably sleep for a while. ”

With that, Red Lotus led Mrs. Marin into the bedroom.

After placing Yorkham Jones and the blonde girl on the bed, Red Lotus took out a small black candle and lit it between the two.

As the flame lit gently, the faint glow of the candle shrouded the two sleeping people on the bed.

"Let's go, don't bother them. ”

After saying that, Honglian directly pulled Qinqing and Mrs. Marin out of the bedroom.

Sitting on the chair and picking up the newspaper on the side, Honglian said to Qinqing:

"Little cutie, get me something to eat, I'm hungry. ”

"Is Mr. Jones really okay?"

The frowning Qin Jing saw Honglian nodding continuously before turning around and walking towards the kitchen.

...

Dark...

Darkness like an abyss.

After Jokham Jones fell unconscious, he couldn't see anything, and he felt like his body was falling all the time.

As the speed of the fall continued to increase, the fear in Yorkham Jones's heart couldn't help but rise wildly, if it weren't for the fact that he was now in a spirit state, maybe his heart would have jumped out in fright.

Then, a pale blue glow suddenly appeared in the darkness.

As the halo lit up, a sweet smell of wheat hit Yorkham Jones's mouth and nose.

"Whew..."

At this moment, a faint sound of wind came into his ears, and the darkness before Yorkham Jones's eyes formed a world.

Yorkham Jones came to a cottage with several children beside him, one of whom was Mrs. Marlin's daughter, the blonde girl.

At this time, the blonde girl suddenly turned her head and asked:

"Yorkham, what's wrong with you?"

How does she know about me...

No, this is supposed to be a dream... So who am I playing in her horrible memory? Why is my name the same?

"Feifei, I'm fine. ”

In reply, Mrs. Marin referred to her daughter as she had called her, and Yorkham Jones looked down at his body, and when he saw that it was also a child, he looked around.

It was a low, two-story building, and they were on the second floor, connected to themselves, there were a total of 7 people in the house, a thin adult man with water chestnuts, and 5 children about 12 years old.

The adult man was constantly moving the straw and tying it into a scarecrow with countless arms, and each time he finished piercing an arm, the man would smear it with unknown crimson blood.

Looking at the strange picture in front of him, coupled with the creaking sound of the breeze blowing through the window, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but swallow.

Looking at the children next to him, Yorkham Jones noticed that they seemed to be accustomed to it, even with a little excitement.

After a while, the man erected the scarecrow and went downstairs to bring a large vertical mirror and place it in front of the scarecrow.

Then the man sat down between the mirror and the scarecrow, and shouted to Yorkham Jones:

"Come here. ”

Seeing the blonde girl walking over, Yorkham Jones pondered for a few seconds and followed.

Then, six children, including Yorkham Jones, sat down hand in hand around the scarecrow.

"Start..."

With a whisper, everyone but Yorkham Jones closed their eyes.

"Hasimo... Hasimo..."

As the man whispered a strange prayer, the children around him followed suit.

Hasimo...

In the Gudawa language it means 'fear'...

What are they calling?

And who taught them this ritual?

While Yorkham Jones was thinking, a group of black crows suddenly flew outside, and kept crashing into the vertical mirror, and slowly, countless black crows surrounded everyone with blood.

"Bang... Bang..."

Suddenly, a heavy heartbeat sounded from the scarecrow.

Every time a heartbeat sounded, the unknown blood on the scarecrow would spray onto everyone.

"Bang... Bang..."

This time it was everyone's hearts that were beating, and at this moment, Yorkham Jones could clearly feel that his body was in fear, and his heart was beating out.

"Hasimo..."

Yorkham Jones tried to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he spoke the Gudawa language that the man had just spoken.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, and Yorkham Jones's heart grew with fear.

The fear of suffocation slowly spread from his heart to his whole body, and his breathing began to become difficult, and even the fluff of his body stood up.

"Bang..."

Another loud bang fell, and countless blood suddenly spilled onto Yorkham Jones's face.

When I looked up, I saw that the man sitting between the scarecrow and the vertical mirror had stood up at some point.

The man's heart had completely ruptured, and the blood sprayed on Yorkham Jones' face was the man's spurt.

But the man was not dead, his mouth was completely cracked, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

The man laughed as he slowly walked towards the scarecrow.

"Bang... Bang... Bang..."

With every step the man took, the scarecrow's heart skipped a beat.

When the man walked up to the scarecrow, his pupils widened, as if he had seen the most feared thing in the world.

Then, the man's eyeballs popped out and rolled straight to the feet of Yorkham Jones.

At the time of touch, Yorkham Jones' eyes were also super wide, but he still couldn't move half a minute.

"Bang!"

There was another loud bang, and the child closest to the man stood up, and the child's heart jumped and burst out, and then slowly walked towards the scarecrow.

At this moment, even Yorkham Jones, who has become a transcendent profession, is extremely afraid.

When the child's eyes fell out, another violent heartbeat sounded.

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