Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Jiang Xiaochuan was mercilessly thrown into the back compartment that was converted into a cage, and the cold and hard metal walls immediately surrounded him.

As soon as he entered this small space, he heard the driver talking on the phone, and a string of chirping birds came out of his mouth, speaking very fast.

Although he didn't understand, Jiang Xiaochuan had already guessed a lot when he saw the enthusiastic look he cast in the rearview mirror.

With a roar, the car sped away.

Lying in the cage, Jiang Xiaochuan did not fall into despair.

Instead, he used this brief quiet moment to adjust his breathing and condense the spiritual energy in his body.

The car drove through the night, like a giant beast wandering in the darkness, twisting and turning, and finally drove into a deserted land on the outskirts of the city.

The air here seems to have a cold air, which is incompatible with the bustling and bustling city.

As the car went deeper, a simple and mysterious village gradually appeared.

The village is built against the mountain, with layers of wooden houses scattered in an orderly manner on the hillside.

The roof was covered with thick thatch, glowing faintly in the moonlight.

Sitting up, Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes flashed with surprise.

The scene in front of him reminded him of the architectural style in southern Xinjiang, which was simple and mysterious, as if isolated from the world.

He looked through the window into the depths of the village and saw that every house had its doors and windows closed. The heavy wooden doors swayed slightly in the night wind, making a low creaking sound, as if something terrible was lingering outside the door.

The moonlight shines on every corner of the village, covering this quiet land with a layer of silver gauze.

However, in this tranquility, there is a strange atmosphere hidden.

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes fell on the doors of several houses, where strange charms were hung.

These charms shimmered faintly under the moonlight, seeming to contain some mysterious power that made people afraid to look directly at them.

His eyes turned to the pots and jars in the yard. These seemingly ordinary utensils had a strange aura at the moment.

After careful observation, he found some creepy worms crawling inside.

These Gu insects have different shapes, some are as slender as snakes, and some have many legs like spiders. They crawl around in the jar, and sometimes poke their heads out, as if they are peeping at the outside world.

The car stopped in front of a clearing, and the sound of the wheels rubbing against the ground echoed in the silent night, like an ominous elegy.

Suddenly, the fire became brighter, like the dawn of dawn on the horizon, instantly illuminating the entire open space.

The blazing flames jumped, devouring the surrounding darkness crazily.

As the firelight lit up, the crowd quickly gathered like a tide.

The crowd erupted into cheers, and the sound echoed in the night sky, making Jiang Xiaochuan's eardrums buzz.

Two strong men as tall as iron towers got into the car. With a fierce light in their eyes, they grabbed Jiang Xiaochuan's arm and threw him to the ground.

His body hit the sharp rocks, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body. Jiang Xiaochuan gritted his teeth and scanned the surrounding crowd with cold eyes.

Reflecting the firelight, he saw an indescribable enthusiasm and expectation in the eyes of these people.

His eyes searched anxiously among the crowd. Although he looked extremely carefully, he still could not find the familiar figure.

At this moment, an old woman dressed strangely walked in slowly.

She was wearing a shabby robe, with strange paint on her face, like a walking garbage dump, exuding a disgusting stench.

What made Jiang Xiaochuan feel most uncomfortable was the weird smile on her face.

That smile seemed like a flower of evil blooming from the depths of hell, twisted and ferocious.

The corners of her mouth were raised upward, revealing jagged yellow teeth, as if they could swallow all life.

The narrowed eyes flashed with a fanatical light, staring closely at Jiang Xiaochuan like a hungry wolf staring at its prey.

Then, the old woman couldn't wait to squat down, her face was almost close to Jiang Xiaochuan's face, and she took a deep breath greedily.

At that moment, it seemed that even the surrounding air had frozen, leaving only the sound of her rapid breathing echoing in the air.

"Knew it......"

Her body trembled with excitement, and the fervent desire almost overflowed from her eyes, turning into substantial flames and engulfing Jiang Xiaochuan.

Standing up, the old woman bowed respectfully, "Holy girl, now that the pure Yang body is in our hands, it's time for Yin and Yang intercourse."

The old woman's voice was like a whisper from the abyss.

As her voice fell, a tickling feeling of joy quietly spread, making the already fanatical crowd even more excited.

Cheers and screams came and went, intertwined with the light of the swaying torches, forming a strange and chilling picture.