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There is still a distance from the entrance of the village to the Burial Soul Pool. Without the dense fog that covered the sky during the day, the beam of the flashlight illuminates the mountain path ahead straightly, and the mountain path is still easy to walk.

The night is approaching, the moon is missing and the sun is slanting to the west, and the afterglow is cold. There are occasional clearings in the forest, and stones and bricks are laid on the clearings to cover the tombstones.

Many days have passed since Qingming, and the tombstone is surrounded by wild vines, weeds and overturned.

"That water pool has always been a forbidden area in the village," the man stopped hiding, and told Qiao Jing about the village's affairs, "After that happened, we learned that many children who were difficult to deal with were thrown into the deep water pool by that beast. There is no dead body."

"Thinking about it this way, my daughter is pretty good," the man smiled wryly, "at least her bones can come back to us."

Qiao Jing carried the bag of bones and walked hurriedly. He didn't have the heart to gossip with the man, he just said: "She will stay by your side."

When the man found out that his friend was missing, he was so anxious that he stopped talking and walked quickly to lead the way.

They walked through the small cemetery in the village, and then turned forward on the narrow road, where the bushes were sparse, with dry branches and dead trees everywhere, and it was the mass grave behind the village.

Mass burial mounds have never been repaired, and a few stone slabs placed vertically and obliquely beside the road are considered decent.Perhaps the geomantic omen of this place is not very good, the weeds are sparse, and the basil is full of sickness.

The moonlight poured down, illuminating the hills in a sweeping view.

The man noticed that the woman in red on the boulder not far from them was combing her long hair sideways. She seemed to hear the sound and slowly turned her head. Her face was pale and pale, with no eyes and nose, only one There was a strange arc of smile on Yin Hong's mouth.

The man shuddered.

Qiao Jing glanced blankly and said, "Let's go."

The mountain road meanders and slopes down, reaching the edge of the pool like a long snake.

There is no noise of springs, no tumult of water.The still water flows deep, and the clear pool is so silent and hidden among the horizontal and slanting shadows.

Qiao Jing didn't stop for a moment, walked to the edge of the pool and threw the corpse into it.

Luo Youning ran away for a moment, and the evil spirit was always chasing after him not far or near.

The shadow of the whirling tree swayed towards him, surrounding him as if consciously, and he swung left and right in it like a trapped beast in a trap, trying to find a way out.

The little fat man who accompanied him disappeared, and it is unknown whether he was beheaded again.

Luo Youning didn't dare to imagine that in the dark night, he was exhausted from running away, and his running pace couldn't help but slow down.

There was silence behind him, and the evil spirit seemed to have chased him away again. He stopped and hid behind a tree to take a rest, but suddenly there was a splash of water from the sky.

Luo Youning hurriedly avoided, then subconsciously raised his head to look, the moonlight reflected faintly on the branches, on which hung quietly a broken limb belonging to a child.

A small head suddenly rolled out from the side bushes, hit his feet heavily, and immediately stopped rolling and howling.

The night birds stopped, the insects were silent, and the wandering ghosts also temporarily disappeared.

The forest seems to have been reduced to a ghostland under the shackles of that evil spirit.

But it was not in a hurry to kill him, like a hyena that had already captured its prey, leaving him with a ray of hope, making him frantically look for a place to live in the desperate situation, and wear away his last psychological defense bit by bit.

Luo Youning gritted his teeth and continued to run forward. He didn't know how far he had escaped. When he realized it, the deep pool had already come into view.

Surrounded by thick shadows covering the moon, it is dark and shaped like a ghost, but facing the floating light of the moon's shadow in the deep pool, it looks extraordinarily bright.

"Clanglanglang-clanglanglang--"

The ax dragged across the ground, and the sound of friction was getting closer and closer to him.

It wasn't until this moment that Luo Youning finally understood the purpose of the evil spirit——

It wanted him to die by the pool of burial souls, let him experience the pain of its near-death, let him break his limbs and bones, and let him die in this wilderness.

The sound of the ax dragging slowly came from behind him from the dense forest.

Luo Youning was cold all over, and the time of death was approaching. The fear suddenly disappeared without a trace at this moment, and what was left was deep-rooted hatred.

He turned around slowly.

The evil spirit was standing in front of him, facing him with a strange smile.

Death seems to have no effect on it, it remains the same as before, but the evil is even higher.

There is no longer any escape for the prey, and it is now content to open its fangs and bite.

It stepped forward in two steps, raised the ax and pointed at Luo Youning, about to chop off his head!

But at this moment, five or six children suddenly jumped out of the oblique ground, jumped on the evil spirit's body, and opened their mouths to bite.

The evil spirit was not on guard, and the raised ax suddenly slipped to the ground somehow.

Luo Youning stared at the axe.

It let out an angry howl, and tore off the child hanging from its arms.

Its palms are as wide as palm-leaf fans, and a small child is like a petite bird between its hands, and it will be scattered into ashes after being pulled by him vigorously.

In the blink of an eye, Luo Youning staggered and rushed over and quickly picked up the ax from the ground.

With the murder weapon in hand, when he really faced this evil ghost, the deep hatred immediately drowned out the slightest fear.He gripped the handle of the ax tightly, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "I can kill you for the first time, why can't I kill you for the second time?!"

The evil ghost didn't seem to expect that he would work so hard when he was about to die. Hearing this, there was a strange smile on his face, as if mocking his overthinking, but the next second...his smile suddenly froze. mouth.

Without even thinking about it, Luo Youning raised the ax and slashed at his neck.

As soon as the ax touched the evil spirit, bright red cracks burst open on his body, and between these cracks, tiny fingers protruded from them, tearing the cracks even bigger.

The evil spirit reached out angrily and tried to dig out the fingers in those gaps.However, as he moved, the cracks on his body became bigger and bigger, and a thin stream of water gradually flowed out along those open cracks.

In an instant, he was like an earthen jar stretched to the extreme, cracking the bright red meat all over the ground with a bang.

Qiao Jing stood by the pool and looked down.

The bones slipped from the clothes that wrapped them into the deep pool, and at the moment when all the bones were about to fall into the water, countless bone claws suddenly stretched out from the deep pool.

The cold moon in the west slant hastily cast the last ray of cold light before dawn, and gradually flesh and blood appeared between the white bones, slowly turning into pairs of pale little hands.

They scrambled to get out of the water, and grabbed those broken bones.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, the surface of the water suddenly boiled and bubbled, and the bubbles crackled. The originally dark pool water slowly gushed out streaks of bright red from the depths. Made hell blood pool.

A man in a black suit emerged from the center of the pool of blood. At this moment, his face was in pain, and he frantically wanted to swim to the shore.

But those hands in the deep pool naturally wouldn't let him go, they wrapped around his body, tore his torso, and dragged him back to the depths of the pool.

The pool water gradually returned to tranquility, and the blood color gradually dissipated.

The man whispered: "It's all over."

Qiao Jing stared at the surface of the water, and after a long time he gave a soft "hmm".

The waning moon gradually recedes its last gleam, and the dawn is approaching.