Ginseng disease, you

Loach couldn't see his eyes clearly, but felt chills in his heart.

His father died here, and he didn't come to see it.

The next moment, Qi Yu's sight suddenly soared, he became a spirit body, and came to Da Zhuang's house with the village chief and his party.

After getting out of Niach's body, Qi Yu came to his senses.

He should have seen the madman being beaten to death from the perspective of a loach just now.

However, the loach this time is very different from the loach in the last dream.

And Zhu Zi's father turned out to be the village head!

And whose body is Qi Shu in?

He didn't have time to think about it, the village chief was almost at Da Zhuang's house.He hurriedly followed, for fear of missing the message.

There is only Da Zhuang's mother in Da Zhuang's family. Her house is far away, and such a big commotion in the village did not wake her up.

She was falling asleep when she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She found that her husband was not around, and she couldn't get out of bed to open the door, so she shouted anxiously, "Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang——"

Da Zhuang trotted all the way behind the village, he rushed up to stop the village chief, and said in a low voice, "Don't tell my mother—he's dead when he dies."

His tone was full of pleading and indifference.

These two very different emotions mingled in his voice.

He begged the village chief not to tell his mother.

And indifferent to his father's death.

The village head looked at him in surprise, and pushed him away: "What can a child do?"

At this time, Da Zhuang was only 11 years old, he hadn't grown tall yet, and was thin and small. He really couldn't let the village chief listen to him.

The village chief pushed the door open, because Da Zhuang slipped out alone, so the door was not bolted.

He walked in easily.

The village chief said in a low voice: "Big Zhuang... Let me tell you one thing, don't worry..."

The village chief whispered the bad news, and Qi Yu saw that the woman's face had turned pale.She had a blank face and didn't respond to anything.

The village head put the money that Daddy Loach had lost on the table, patted Da Zhuang who was standing at the door, and said, "Take good care of your mother."

The following scenes seem to be fast forwarded.

The woman kept crying and crying until blood flowed from her eyes.

Her eyes were covered with a layer of white cloud, not to mention continuing to do needlework, she couldn't even see the teacup on the table.

Da Zhuang was at a loss, he hugged his mother tightly with his thin arms, and comforted in a low voice: "Mother, don't be afraid, there is me."

The woman could no longer see, she opened her blindfolded eyes, held Da Zhuang in her arms, and whispered: "Yes, mother and you—"

With gentleness and paranoia, it seems to be holding the last straw tightly.

However, without the supplement of chicken blood, cracks gradually appeared on the stone wall, and Qi Yu, who was floating in the air, could see a steady stream of black air coming out of it.

When he learned about this evil spirit from Qi Shu, he was very disturbed.

God's perspective let him know a lot of information.

He saw black air constantly lingering in Da Zhuang's house.

Because this is the place with the heaviest negative emotions in the whole village.

Hate, fear, pain.

This satisfies the demon.

He grows stronger.

But he needs more.

He needs to destroy this woman first.

And destroying this paralyzed and blind woman is very simple, just killing her son.

It's a pity that that piece of jade has been protecting Da Zhuang's family. After several attempts by the black air, it was bounced away by the red light emitted by the jade.

The big strong lady kept rubbing the jade.

She felt that this was the last remembrance left by the man.

However, Da Zhuang hated it to the bone.

He hated this lunatic for stealing chickens and dogs, hated this lunatic for being crazy.

As a husband and a father, he has done nothing but infamy on his wife and children.

When seeing Da Zhuang Niang rubbing the jade pendant again, Da Zhuang roared angrily: "Don't miss him! I will take good care of you!"

He slammed the door and left, but when he came back, he gave her two candies.

"Mom, I'm going to pick mushrooms! It's worth a lot of money!"

Then, it was the day when the pillar, the loach and the big strong mushroom collided.

It's just that there is no Qi Yu, but two more thin black lines.

One end of the two thin black threads is the stone wall, while the other end is attached to the pillar and the loach.

It can manipulate people's emotions and magnify evil thoughts——

This was discovered by Qi Yu after careful observation.

These thin threads are often attached to some villagers, and these villagers will fight over small things.

The development of the matter can be imagined, Da Zhuang fell down the hillside and died after struggling for several hours.

In order to protect his child, Zhu Zi's father naturally said that Da Zhuang accidentally fell down and died while picking up fungi.

How does this paralyzed and blind woman know the truth.

Big girl, she's crazy.

It was a pity that her eyes could no longer shed tears.

She no longer believed in this piece of jade that could protect them. If it wasn't for this piece of jade, Da Zhuang wouldn't have picked fungi, and if he didn't pick fungi, he wouldn't have fallen off the cliff.

She raised her hand and threw the jade to the ground——

Jade made a broken sound.

Splashes of crystal light.

At first, some kind-hearted villagers would bring porridge and rice to this woman who had lost her husband and son. Zhuziniang was such a warm-hearted woman. She pitied her for being helpless and unable to live independently. Put an egg in the porridge.

However, how could the evil spirit let her go and let this village go?

He tied black energy to every villager and manipulated their emotions.

Gradually, everyone forgot about this crippled woman.

Enthusiastic Zhu Ziniang, guilty Niqian father... Everyone forgot that this woman came to this point because of them.

But she didn't want to live anymore, so she lay quietly on the bed, staring blankly at the roof with her blindfolded eyes.

Hunger was an unbearable feeling, and even though her heart was dead, her body was still alive.

The husband lost his son and died, and he was alone.

And her own paralyzed and blind body made it impossible for her to visit their graves and light a stick of incense.

After the jade shattered, the woman was on the verge of death, and the evil spirit finally had no scruples, and he found the woman.

Show her the so-called "truths"—the truths that he manipulated.

As expected, her husband was beaten to death, and his fingers clasped in the ground pierced her heart.

And her son, her big and strong-even though she has been blind for several years, a mother can still recognize her son at a glance.

She saw him being despised by the villagers and scolded by children; she saw his thin body shuttle through the woods with a big bamboo basket on his back; she saw his joy in selling fungi for money; In the bowl, I gnaw some sweet potatoes myself, and I get up hungry at night to fill my stomach with cold fruit...

This is her son.

Such a good child died at the bottom of the hillside, with sharp stones embedded in his eye sockets.

He didn't die immediately after falling, he struggled on the ground, struggled.

The two murderers escaped because of cowardice.

Leaving her son behind, on the stone-strewn hillside, he struggled for several hours before his body became cold.

Then came the village head, who came to her house in a dignified manner, pretended to be sad and told her the news of Da Zhuang's death, and gave her ten yuan as a pension from the village.

Shit pension!

He wanted to buy her son's life for ten yuan!

He wanted to use ten yuan to comfort his conscience!

Qi Yu heard the evil spirit gently ask the woman, "Do you hate?"

This is an extremely strange voice, not hoarse and gloomy, and even very gentle and pleasant.

"Do you need my power?" asked the evil spirit.

He seemed like a good hearted person, kindly reaching out to help.

But the woman was calm, and she asked, "What do you want?"

The evil ghost chuckled twice, as if mocking the woman for overestimating her own value: "What do you think you have to lose?"

Yes, she really had nothing to lose.

If a dead life can be exchanged for an enemy to be buried with him, it would not be a pity.

The evil spirit whispered, "You have to be willing."

"Willingly? I don't have a day when I am willing." The woman laughed at herself, "But I voluntarily gave my soul in exchange for the death of my enemy—"

She is a cripple, and she can't even get out of this door by herself.

But she will never let her son die in vain.

In the burning evening, the sky was smeared with residual blood.

The small house next to the cliff exploded with black air.

The black air swallowed up the remaining light, the man who returned home after finishing his farm work was swallowed up, the woman who made a fire and cooked in the house was swallowed up, the child carrying a basket of mushrooms was swallowed up, and even the village entrance was caught. The cock that the worm eats is also devoured.

In this way, the whole village fell into a long sleep.

People die in dreams day after day.

Their bodies, however, do not decompose.

During the day, they repeated their previous life, sowing seeds, picking fungi, harvesting, and feeding chickens.

When night comes, these dead souls will once again experience the fear of being swallowed up in the village, feel their bodies become stiff, and realize that they have already died.

And women are the masters of dreams.

She alone weaves the dream with the villagers.

What happened, what didn't happen.

Just as a person cannot control the direction of his dream, she cannot control the plot of the dream.

In any case, the calm day, the pleasant day, will be broken after sunset.

Her Dazhuang died in her dreams again and again.

This is the trick of the devil.

He feeds on the negativity of humans.

The nightmare came and went again and again, and the evil spirits continuously captured the hatred and fear of the whole village.

And the pain of a woman when she learns of her son's death time and time again is his favorite snack.

He quickly became stronger and left the village.

Only this half-human, half-ghost woman and a whole village of corpses remained.

The nightmare kept repeating.

The collapse of the mountain was an accident, and the mudslide rushed down the mountain carrying more than [-] corpses.

People discovered this village by accident.

Qi Yu's arrival was even more unexpected.

They broke into women's dreams and even played roles.

The direction of the dream has deviated.

Da Zhuang survived.

The woman was delighted.

In all her dreams, Da Zhuang never survived.

Qi Yu was helpless in this long dream.

The dream flashed very quickly, as if playing at double speed.

But he couldn't find Qi Shu.

The images in the dream began to flash repeatedly, the woman's cry of blood crying after her husband's death and the crystal powder splashed when the jade was broken were repeated in front of Qi Yu's eyes.

After the evil ghost left, Qi Yu was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and couldn't bear to look at this sad scene anymore. He kept rushing towards the direction where the evil ghost disappeared, but he had no way to change the situation in his soul body.

He was imprisoned in this dream.

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