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My hand touched Zheng Da, who suddenly fell to the ground.

However, the surrounding environment also changed at this moment.

Zheng Da was surrounded by several men, who punched and kicked him. There were also people around him who were holding wooden sticks and smashing them down hard.

Zheng Da screamed repeatedly.

I turned around and saw a few strangers.

Among the group of people present, I only recognized that girl.

She was wearing a bright red bellyband and was thrown to the ground, with black blood spitting out of her mouth.

What appears to be a middle-aged couple stands together.

The woman covered her mouth with a smile on her face and said: "Master, I have told you this woman is not innocent. You still don't believe it. Let's catch her this time. Tsk tsk...she is a cruel concubine. I sent my own sister to die for her."

The middle-aged man said nothing, his face darkened, and he stared at the girl on the ground.

"Okay, just beat them to death, don't make a mess." The woman greeted, "Master, don't look at it. Have someone throw them out."

The middle-aged man snorted, tossed his sleeves and left.

Zheng Da’s eyes were swollen. He stretched his neck hard and looked ahead.

The girl had lost her breath, but she was also looking in the direction of Zheng Da.

There is no lingering affection, no deep affection. There was only hatred in the girl's eyes. Even before she died, she still stared at Zheng Da with hatred.

Zheng Da's mind went blank.

"If you don't do it as a good concubine, I'll give it to someone who digs food in the fields."

"Just a lowly idiot."

"If I had known this, we brothers would have been having fun..."

Those people laughed and dragged the girl and Zheng Da out.

Zheng Da's body was in severe pain, his eyes were black, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

His emotions were conveyed to me, only confusion and hatred. He didn't know what to hate or what to do.

The confused soul remains in this state forever.

I heard laughter.

My soul returned to the hot spring resort.

Zheng Da was scratched by "Han Ji". His emotions at the moment were no different from those in the past.

"Han Ji" immediately threw him to the ground.

The cat made a shrill cry.

I suddenly remembered the meowing of cats outside the house.

The man lying on the ground looked at the cat.

"...Aisi...Aisi, it's me...I..." The man suddenly begged.

"Han Ji" burst out laughing, and everyone around him laughed.

The man looked around hastily.

"Don't you know? Because of you, it was abandoned by its owner. Just because of you, it was killed by this woman!" "Han Ji" laughed. As soon as she turned her head, someone handed her a newspaper.

"Han Ji" shook his hand, unfolded the newspaper and placed it in front of the man.

"Han Ji" clicked on the text on the newspaper, "Did you see it? Nagasawa Sayuri lived so happily after she left you. She was so lucky not to marry you. Everything related to you has not been cleared up. All the people I related to are dead...hahaha..."

"Han Ji" smiled, but there were tears in his eyes that fell directly on the newspaper.

A shadow appeared in the room, as if it were shrouded in dark clouds.

I saw cats standing on the windows. The cats all squinted their eyes and stared at the man on the ground.

The man was looking at the newspaper in concentration, shaking his head frequently.

"Peel the skin! Peel the skin! Peel the skin!"

The people around suddenly said these two words in unison.

Their tone did not rise and fall, and their voices were low, as if they were chanting sutras.

This scene made me recoil.

I don't know who took out the knife and handed it to "Han Ji".

"Han Ji" lowered his face and stared at the man.

"Peel the skin! Peel the skin! Peel the skin!"

I looked around. Except for Nan Tian who kept his head down, everyone else seemed to be carved from the same mold.

No one paid any attention to me.

These female ghosts can see me, but now they choose to ignore me.

They have to perform their own rituals.

I just feel creepy.

They are restoring the rituals of that village...

Amidst such shouts, "Han Ji"... the knife in Zheng Xiaoxi's hand cut into the man's skin.

Blood flowed down his face.

The man screamed as his face was peeled off bit by bit.

The whole process was slow and lasted an hour. Zheng Xiaoxi seemed to be performing a delicate operation, peeling off the man's skin completely, leaving no trace of flesh.

Her original experience was even more painful. Zheng Da used a blunt knife to cut off all the flesh on her face.

Zheng Xiaoxi took the human skin in his hand, threw away the knife, and raised the human skin high.

The people around cheered.

Zheng Xiaoxi raised his head, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.

She stared at the human skin, her eyes blurred, as if she was looking at something else through the human skin.

The man was still alive and was pulled up by them.

I didn't know what they were going to do, so I could only follow them out.

I looked at Nan Tian.

Nan Tian kept his eyes straight and still ignored me.

They went all the way out the back door and up the mountain.

I saw Bian Sijun holding the cat in his arms. The wildcat just now disappeared without knowing it.

When they reached the shrine on the mountain, they kept moving forward.

The pool is close at hand.

The two people dragging the man raised their hands and threw the man, who was now just a child, into the pool.

There was a thud.

The pool splashed.

The man flopped inside a few times. The blood on his face formed an ink painting in the pool, and was completely dispersed by his struggle.

One man jumped into the pool, followed closely by the second man.

They didn't jump in with their bodies.

When they jumped up, their bodies were thrown down, and their ghosts floated out and fell into the pool.

Thump...thump...

One after another.

The cat stood by the pool without entering the water, as if it was coming to see the female ghosts off.

The female ghost possessing Bian Sijun jumped into the water, and in the end, it was Zheng Xiaoxi.

Han Ji's body fell to the ground, and Zheng Xiaoxi entered the water.

I saw that Zheng Xiaoxi had an extra face at this time. Her face was no longer naked flesh, but had skin.

She sank into the water and reached out to grab the man who was still struggling in the water.

The hands of the female ghosts were like water plants, wrapping around the man's legs and pulling him down.

The pool was like a bottomless pit with no end, and the man kept being pulled into the depths.

My soul was also shaken.

"Lin Qi!" Nantian called me at this time.

I looked at Nantian and saw him hugging Han Ji's body, feeling angry and anxious.

But he has already delivered the person to me.

I reached out and grabbed Han Ji's hand.

The ability surged out, and Han Ji's cold and stiff body slowly regained its temperature.

She came to life.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I took my hand back, I felt my fingers touch something.

Boom——

This sound was like a taut string being plucked by me.

I didn't see clearly what it was, and my whole soul was pulled into the water.

The singing voice of Qingyue echoed in my ears, and the sound of gurgling water was endless.

Women sang and swam down the river.

I saw some bloody bodies. It's not those female ghosts', it's someone else's.

My consciousness was in a trance.

Everything in front of me is like a picture scroll, with the bright stars and rolling green mountains as the background, and the women are walking slowly on the sparkling stream...

No, it was the female ghosts who stepped on the corpses of some ghosts...

The bloody face, the protruding eyes...

The last of those ghosts suddenly turned his head.

I saw Zheng Xiaoxi.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself back in reality.

The phone is in my hand. When I open the screen, I can see the black and white photo of Sayuri.

I clicked a few times with my fingers on the screen and opened Bai An's personal homepage.

He sent a new painting, which was the last scene I saw, the Milky Way, the stream, and the female ghosts lined up... Zheng Xiaoxi's face was very blurry. Unlike other people's faces, her face was skin-colored. , instead of blood red.

Suddenly I remembered that there are only 28 days in February. February ends in two days.

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