Chunyang wiped the red and white things that accidentally stained the corners of his mouth, and replied slowly: "This is not enough for me to stuff my teeth......

Li Jingliu now not only believes it from a theoretical point of view, but also admits from the bottom of his heart that the goods in front of him are indeed hungry ghosts, and with such a good deal, it seems that there is no need to worry about anything coming out of this ghost place. Who knew that Chunyang's next sentence interrupted Li Jingliu's imagination.

"My lord, you know that hungry ghosts will never be able to eat, right? If you want a hungry ghost to climb up, you must have something to eat, if you don't have something to eat...... Chunyang said that Chunyang glanced at Li Jingliu with an unkind gaze, and his eyes were full of ghosts, as if they were full of karma struggling in the Infernal Hell. He continued: "Of course, I won't beat you up this time, so let's do it as a gift." As soon as he finished speaking, the boy disappeared as transparent smoke as he appeared.

Li Jingliu wiped the white hair and sweat on his forehead, and went back to the hall to pick up his yang blood branches. Who knew that this time I went back, I made new discoveries. The place where the old woman once sat is now recessed into a large hole, and the stone steps extend inward along the opening.

Li Jingliu pulled a big red candle on the candlestick, pinched the branch and walked down, the hole was deep but very clean, without the slightest dust, and occasionally the wind blew up from the ground, cold and cold. I walked for about half an hour, almost to the end. At the bottom is a large oval platform, with half-human-high jar-like things placed in all directions, and from the bottom of the jar extend blood vessels, vaguely as if there is a pulse. In the middle of the platform is a large stone platform, on which lies a huge clay doll, the reason why he is a clay doll, you should really see it with your own eyes, that kind of creature that does not look like a human at first glance, there is no need to describe it.

The clay doll curled up in fetal posture with her hands curled up in front of her chest and her feet curled up. The veins that extend from those jars are connected to the navel of the clay doll, feeding him like a mother's body.

Li Jingliu didn't dare to go forward to check it directly, for fear that this giant fetus would come back to life. He walked around the jars, which smelled of stale blood and a strong smell of corpses, and he carefully opened a jar, and inside was the corpse of an adult, the corpse was head down, and the blood vessels were filled with the rotten flesh of the corpse, and the corpse clumped itself together in the fetal position, his legs facing up, but no feet. A few more jars were uncovered, and the situation was exactly the same.

Li Jingliu suddenly thought that in the swaddling clothes that the old woman was holding tightly, there was a pair of feet wrapped around it, a pair of baby's small feet.

Paying attention to the huge baby again, Li Jingliu tried to poke it lightly with a branch, but the doll was actually poked out! Then the baby let out a cry and woke up! He slumped to his feet, and his huge body staggered towards the mouth of the cave, and the wound of the branch was dripping with yellow water, leaving a series of yellow footprints behind the doll.

Li Jingliu endured the stench and followed the doll, he really couldn't figure out what he would encounter next, and his intuition told him that the safest way was to follow the doll.

The doll stumbled up, Li Jingliu followed quietly, and suddenly, he heard the doll crying loudly, not loudly, the same as the babbling and crying sound of ordinary children.

Li Jingliu listened to him crying, and was startled at first, but when he heard the child cry for a while, a sense of sympathy surged inexplicably in his heart, how to say that he is also a child, although he is not like a person, but young creatures are always innocent and innocent. Thinking about it like this, I'm not so scared. He walked steadily upward, and in a short time he was behind the doll.

The doll sat on the ground, with the swaddling clothes of the old woman wrapping the baby in front of her, crying hoarsely, Li Jingliu thought, if this was a living child, it should be crimson and tired. In his heart, he couldn't help but muster up some courage, he stepped forward and stood in front of the baby, Rao is Li Jingliu's height of six feet was only up to the baby's waist.

The baby raised his head with difficulty, and under the long strange eyelashes were a pair of New Year's painting-like eyes, which were quite joyful at first glance, but the more he looked at it, the more chilling it became. When the baby saw someone in front of him, he sobbed and cried even harder, as if waiting for someone to comfort him.

"Don't cry?" asked Li Jingliu tentatively.

The baby's cry was quieter, and there was still a cry in his tone.

"The mother is gone, the baby's feet have fallen to the ground, and the baby is going to die......"

Li Jingliu had no choice but to coax patiently: "Aren't your feet on the ground when you walk, how can you die?"

"No...... You're not from our town, you don't understand...... The babies in our town, if their feet hit the ground, they will die......"

Li Jingliu suddenly remembered the tree with legs at the entrance of the village, and couldn't help but ask: "Won't you die if you hang your feet on the tree at the entrance of the village?"

"Tree?" the giant baby looked confused, and then said with enlightenment and joy, "Yes, hanging on a tree doesn't touch the ground." ”

"Yes, yes, you won't die. Li Jingliu was a little impatient, too, if someone else faced such a foul smell spreading source, he would not have any patience.

"Woo...... But they all died...... It's all dead......" the giant baby continued to cry as if he remembered something.

"Who are they?"

"The babies in the village used to ...... Their feet hit the ground...... And they died...... The whole village died...... My mother died...... Daddy is dead...... Only the baby survived......" The giant baby muttered something as if caught up in some terrible memory.

Li Jingliu was startled, for fear that this baby would think of something bad and attack him again. If you get Chunyang out again, you will be eaten half of your soul, and the ghostly eyes of the hungry ghost before don't look like they're talking and playing.

So he hurriedly interrupted: "How can you die? No, everyone is not dead, when I first entered the town, those people were there, and they were still happy to set up a feast." ”

"Is that true?" said the baby, expectantly.

"It must be true!" Li Jingliu's tone was one hundred and two percent determined. "You go back to sleep again, it's good to wake up, mother, my friends are here, it's good if you wake up." Li Jingliu had a coaxing tone, hoping to get this dangerous item back in a few words.

The baby listened to Li Jingliu's words, and really believed it: "The baby went back to sleep, uncle, can you help the baby hang his feet on the tree?"

Li Jingliu only felt a chill, "Uncle, are you more than twice as tall as me, okay?" ”

The giant baby shook its irregular head, stood up very awkwardly, and walked towards the hole by holding on to the wall, and when it reached the edge of the hole, it deliberately turned its head to look at Li Jingliu, until he saw Li Jingliu smiling at him very gently, and then continued to walk with peace of mind.

Li Jingliu couldn't help but sigh secretly: It's a pity, if this baby is not so deformed, it is really a cute doll.

sighed and sighed, Li Jingliu had to endure the nausea and stepped forward to play with the red cloth swaddling clothes, which were indeed wrapped in a pair of small feet, not as white and tender as they had seen before, but dry and shrunken like losing moisture, like a pair of crooked dried fruits stopped there crookedly.

Alas, Li Jingliu sighed, knotted the red cloth swaddling clothes, hung loosely on the branches, picked up the swaddling clothes, and swayed towards the entrance of the village. Stepping across the red, white and white courtyard, the mud dolls on the side of the road were laughing and laughing at this time, looking vibrant, compared with the appearance of the stiff and dead things before, it felt quite weird.

There were even some bold clay dolls, deliberately swaying to the middle of the road to stop Li Jingliu and asking, "Are you carrying the feet of the village chief's child? Why hasn't he become us yet?"

"Yo, I said you don't have any children, and you've turned into mud dolls for a long time?"

"Alas~" The doll pretended to be old and sighed, "Strangers, the children in Haitang Town are not growing up, and they will almost die if they live to be three or five years old, but the family is reluctant to us, so they specially hired craftsmen to make dolls with our ashes, and sell them on the street, don't you say, the villagers who bought the dolls are really good to us." ”

"You said that the children can't grow up, so this town should be destroyed?"

"It's already dead, and there is no living person you see, except for the town mayor's Huzi, since he hasn't become us, he must be really alive. ”

Li Jingliu thought about it, there was only a strange baby living on human flesh and blood in the huge town, and he couldn't help but tremble, and was about to retreat, when the doll said again: "Don't be afraid, strangers, we are all mud dolls, we can't hurt you and don't want to hurt you, it's just that I haven't seen a living person for too many years and wants to talk to you." Besides, the mayor's kid hasn't been abnormal for so long, and he must not take the initiative to attack you. ”

For the words of these clay dolls, Li Jingliu only believes the first half of the sentence, as for the second half of the sentence, the giant baby is raised by human flesh and blood, and besides, the town is all dead, presumably the doll has lived for decades, and the person who wants to raise him according to this line of thought is not a good kind.

The mud doll saw that Li Jingliu didn't answer for a long time, just stared at him, and then said: "Okay, okay, you go, pity us lonely dolls who died at such a young age, and finally met a living person who can't speak much...... Hey, it's a rough fate. Let's go, let's go. ”

Li Jingliu still didn't say a word, just looked at the clay doll in front of him, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and a three- or four-year-old child was so eloquent?