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Chapter 5 The Nightmare ([-])

whirring whirring

In the cold, quiet Qinghe Village.

The figure of Chen Wei fleeing in embarrassment loomed in the white mist.

Bang bang bang!

"Uncle, open the door! My elder brother wants to kill me!"

The knock on the door echoed, but no one answered.

rattling

Behind him, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and every step was like the whisper of death, bringing indescribable fear into the brain and deep into the soul.

"Xiaowei is obedient, go home with elder brother."

"No!! Go away, go away!"

Stumbling and falling, Chen Wei, whose face was covered in blood, showed madness, and his strong desire to survive brought motivation, supporting him to continue running forward.

bang bang

Squeak.

Unexpected.

This time it took only two knocks, and the door cracked open.

The slightly skinny face of the village chief seemed to be shrouded in a layer of darkness, quietly watching Chen Wei outside the door as if grasping at straws.

"Village chief, that's great, save me!" Chen Wei panted violently, crying like a child returning home after being bullied: "Brother is crazy, chasing me with a knife, I'll beat you!" I went to many houses and no one paid attention to me, woo woo”

With that said, he was about to push open the door.

Not moving.

"village head!?"

Chen Wei's heart trembled, and he looked at the figure behind the door in disbelief.

The image of being amiable, united with neighbors, and dedicated to Qinghe Village in the past seems to be going away a little bit.

"Oh"

The village chief in Mennei nodded, and then said a word in a flat and natural way: "Then why did you run away? You should stay at home."

砰

The door is closed.

Chen Wei froze in place, his expression stiff and dull in disbelief, as if frozen.

heart.

The last ray of light was completely swallowed by despair.

"Xiaowei, come home with brother, brother will make you your favorite pork head meat."

Behind him, a gentle and familiar voice sounded.

puff

Chen Wei collapsed on the ground, looking at the person standing in front of him, he seemed to return to his childhood in a trance.

He ate meat at the dinner table, while his elder brother chewed pickles and coarse grains.

He was bullied by his peers, even if his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his elder brother would immediately ask for an explanation for him.

Why?This kind of thing obviously doesn't make sense.

The wind of the knife is fierce, scarlet jumps.

"Xiaowei, Xiaowei wake up, don't scare brother!"

Seemingly unreal, Chen Wei felt that his brain was sober for a moment.

Familiar room, familiar warmth, familiar people are crying anxiously at the bedside.

"elder brother"

He wanted to shout out.

Darkness, but took away the last bit of consciousness.

"Uh uh cough cough!"

At the same time, the village head on the bed opened his eyes quickly, as if he was about to suffocate, his eyeballs were bulging and bloodshot.

On the neck, a series of strange black lines are slowly climbing up along the blood vessels, and the seven orifices are bleeding profusely.

"cough cough"

Struggling in pain, the village chief rolled off the bed, and blood began to ooze from the pores all over his body.

"Give it to me please!"

His voice was hoarse and difficult, begging to unknown existence.

"Hee hee hee"

In the dark room, an immature child's voice sounded.

grumble

The size of four thumbs, crystal clear, scarlet like blood beads rolled down to the hand, exuding a faint heat.

Click click

Like a hungry dog, chewing and swallowing frantically.

After a few minutes, sweating profusely.The village chief who had returned to normal was lying on the ground, his chest heaving and unsteady, his eyes filled with the joy of remaining alive after the catastrophe, as well as imperceptible guilt.

"coming soon"

In the darkness, he whispered, as if comforting himself.

"Hee hee hee"

boom boom boom

In the peach orchard, Jiang Wuye grabbed the ankle of a blood gourd with his big hand, with a frenzied expression, he swung it round and smashed it on the ground repeatedly.

This blood gourd is no longer in human form.

His whole body was peeled and scarlet.

Its head is like a snake, its upper body is at least twice as long, flat and wide, densely packed with short and strong arthropods like centipedes on its belly and chest cavity, and its legs are covered by smooth scales, completely different.

It can walk upright and crawl silently. If Jiang Wuye hadn't noticed the abnormality of the soil on the ground, it would have taken some effort to catch it.

boom!

Like a dead dog, he threw the four elephants in his hand and smashed them onto a rooting stone in the garden.

Ka Ka Ka

Under the force of three thousand catties, the bones shattered like firecrackers, and the four parts slid to the ground like mud.

rustling

But what was surprising was that its vitality was frighteningly strong, and the moment it landed, the intact limbs grabbed the dead leaves, trying to escape.

"Xiao Ye hurts so much, it hurts so much"

The drooping snake's head was crying mechanically.

boom!

The big foot fell from the sky all the time, stomping heavily on the four-faced back, with tremendous pressure, the only remaining joints supporting the body were instantly scrapped.

"stand up!"

Jiang Wuye roared angrily, and kicked Si Xiang in the chest again, kicking him to hit the stone again.

"Continue to scare me? Didn't your mother have a great time just now?!"

Boom boom boom!

Jiang Wuye grabbed Sixiang's hair with his big hands, pressed his head and slammed it on the stone, the blood spattered his face, quite ferocious.

Although these four elephants act strangely and have extraordinary tenacious vitality, they seem to act only by instinct, not to mention low intelligence, and their real strength is less than half of what they were before they were alive.

If it is an ordinary person, they will be played around by him, and they will be driven crazy before they meet.

But, unfortunately, what he met was Jiang Wuye, whose physical fitness was comparable to that of a strong and savage bear, and whose mind was baptized by the information explosion.

"Come on, don't you like to laugh, keep laughing!"

Turning the half-dead Sixiang over, Jiang Wuye stepped on its terrifying chest and abdomen, staring at the bumpy face with scarlet eyes like little lanterns.

"Xiaoye, I hurt so much, I hurt so much"

The four are not as angry as gossamer, but they repeat what they just said like a repeater.

"I made you laugh!"

Jiang Wuye's face was as cold as iron, and he grabbed Sixiang's mouth with two big hands, pulled it to the sides, pulled out an ugly smile, and kept saying nervously: "You know? Normally at this time, I should be sitting in the air-conditioned room. In the room, eating delicious snacks, typing on the keyboard tirelessly, with hot coffee in hand

No matter how tired you are, when you see the rising sun and those warm smiles, you will feel that life is full of hope.

Instead of

Here in the world of sons of a bitch, with you bastard! "

The more he talked, the more his indescribable anger grew.

"Death is not a good end, and you have become human, ghost and ghost. You are indeed miserable, but I am also afraid of death. You should never come back to harm me. If you want to harm me, then give it to me." die!"

Bang bang bang!

The afterimage was pulled out by the fist, and it was output on Sixiang's head like a pile driver.

Jiang Wuye was like a madman, he didn't know pain, he didn't know tiredness, he just wanted to tear up the miscellaneous things in front of him, tear up this fucking world, tear up everything that wanted to harm him!

"Yin Qi transformation, positive energy 5."

After a long time, a mechanical notification sounded in my mind.

Jiang Wuye didn't care to check. He leaned against the big rock and looked up at the deep night sky where no stars could be seen. His chest heaved and he was panting violently.

The lifeless Sixiang's body began to dissolve strangely, and soon turned into a pool of blood, and then evaporated.

Staring at this strange and depressing night sky for a long time, Jiang Wuye, feeling relieved and more depressed, wanted to say a thousand words, but there was no place to confide in them, and finally turned them into one word

"Hold!!!"

Chapter 6 How many years have become lost

Does the title matter?

Dividing line

Outside Qinghe Village.

Walking along the country road for a mile, you can see that the ancient trees beside the road are deep, and the bluestone steps are winding and winding.

Papapa

On the steps, in the white mist, a clay sculpture of a fox jumps up the steps.

"twitter twitter hiss woo hoo"

In the darkness, small lanterns were lit up, greedily staring at the ugly clay sculpture, but not daring to move it.

The mountain is not high.

On the top, there is a small temple.

The fox sculpture climbed to the top, and the red cloth hanging on the branches around it fluttered without wind, making a rustling sound, as if expressing dissatisfaction.

嗒

The fox sculpture ignored it, and jumped into the temple a few times.