The devil attacks me every day

The old man waited from morning to night, and asked the men who came and went in and out of the mountains if they had met a girl, whether she was lost, whether she was

I sprained my foot, why didn't I come back.

Everyone dodged and said, "I don't know."

The old man was worried about the girl, so he went up the mountain with a cane to find her, but the mountain road was too steep, and he nearly slipped and fell into a ditch after walking for a short distance.

Passers-by stopped him and sent him back to the village.

"She'll be back," said the passer-by.

So the old man began to wait.One day, two days, three days... until the seventh day.

The old man will never forget that night.

The barking of the dogs in the village suddenly became intensive, and the group of dogs barked in the same direction.The poultry were also frightened, and the whole Taoxi village chicken

Flying dogs jumping, lively.

Someone got up to see what was going on, including the old man, of course.

He walked out of the house on crutches, only to see a girl with disheveled clothes and blood stained hands and feet holding a big cock in her hand,

Nibbled towards it.

The blood of the cock flowed from her mouth, and she raised the blood-stained face, which was bruised and still beautiful.

It's the girl's face.

"She's back!" A man in the village shouted like that, with deep fear.

"Isn't she dead?"

"Shut up! Didn't you agree not to say anything?"

The old man almost went crazy, and tremblingly asked the men what happened.

No one responded.

They burned the torches to drive away the girl who had turned into a monster, and that was the last time the old man saw the girl.

"What happened later?" Zhuang Nanmu asked.

"Later..." the old man sighed, "Later... some of the men who went to the mountain couldn't come back. After seven days, they became

They come back here as zombies, hurting people and eating animals.The villagers were afraid, so they locked their doors every night.Because of a guilty conscience, I don't want to let the weirdness of this place spread around. "

The old man's cloudy eyes looked out of the dark window, "But the sky will always be bright..."

After looking at it for a while, he withdrew his gaze again, staring quietly at the exquisitely crafted, simple but beautiful aromatherapy box, "A total of fourteen men died.

People... There are woodcutters, there are hunters, and there are villagers who secretly share a share of the benefits after hearing the benefits... Once the flowers are picked, it is impossible to return to the village intact.

Go up the branch..."

His voice was cold and filled with endless grief, "But they didn't even give her a chance to live..."

Although the four of them were still young, they had heard some rumors of insanity.But what happened to the girl in the old man's mouth is the root of all the teenagers.

This is unimaginable.

It was an ordinary day for her.She went up the mountain to collect firewood as usual, thinking about going home early and not letting the old man wait

She is too long.She might still be thinking about what to have for lunch, or what to say to the old man.

But when she was thrown down and violated, her cries for help did not call for a hero to save her.Instead, she summoned an army of demons.

Anyway, these shoes are already soaked, so let's go down in the mud.

Anyway, this flower has been destroyed, so let more people lick the fragrant juice of the flower before it is crushed.

They decided their fate for her on their own, but they were afraid of bearing the name of the devil, smashed the innocent flower completely, and then threw the body in the mass grave in Qiongshan

Above.

"The girl has already got what she wants..." Meng Qi'an's eyes shone like stars under the candlelight, and he asked softly, "The old man who has been waiting for her all this time?"

What? "

The old man's hand kept rubbing the lines on the aroma box under his hand, as if he wanted to engrave every trace on his heart.But his hands are too stiff

, couldn't even bend his fingers to touch the pattern on the side of the box with his fingertips.

"Have you ever seen a cat catch a mouse?" The old man asked an irrelevant question.

"Yes." Meng Qi'an replied: "The cat will not eat the mouse prematurely when it is full. It will continue to torture and play with the mouse, and even let it go from time to time.

It made it think that it was free, and caught it back and ate it the second it was about to hide in the hole. "

The old man looked at Meng Qi'an blankly with cloudy eyes, "So, the cat will still kill the mouse."

Shu Liuming and Zhuang Nanmu hadn't realized what the old man wanted to say, only Yuan Songshu walked to Meng Qi'an's side silently, and the two young men

Stand shoulder to shoulder.

Yuan Songshu already understood why Meng Qi'an asked those questions just now, "You want people from Taoxi Village to be buried with the girl?!"

There seemed to be footsteps outside the window.

But the sound of footsteps was different from ordinary walking. They dragged and dragged on the ground, as if they were stiff and unable to walk quickly.

The old man's face under the candlelight was still so kind, and he looked at the young people present expressionlessly, "Then why did you barge in...

... "

His outstretched hand was dry and rough, and his neatly trimmed nails suddenly became black and long, shining brightly under the firelight.

The mellow, mellow, sweet and rich sandalwood fragrance pervades.

The censer placed on the table is rising wisps of green smoke, enveloping the passing young people who accidentally broke in with dense aroma.

After Zhuang Nanmu and Shu Liuming saw the old man's weird long black nails, they suddenly broke free from the soothing fragrance.After careful identification, Na Nong

Beneath the strong sandalwood fragrance, there was a faint scent of corpse.It was a dull, stinky, deathly smell.

The footsteps outside the window stopped.

A slender figure was projected on the window paper.

It was the figure of a girl.

Everyone wanted to mobilize their spiritual energy, but suddenly they became dizzy, and then they felt weak and weak.

"It's incense!" Shu Liuming put his hands on the table, shaking uncontrollably, "This incense... has a problem..."

His voice became weaker and weaker, and then his knees softened, and he fell straight to the ground.

Zhuang Nanmu was also hit, paralyzed on the chair and temporarily lost his fighting power.

Before Yuan Songshu asked about the old man's entanglement with Taoxi Village, Meng Qi'an had a faint feeling that something was wrong, the house was too fragrant.Once doubt arises, sandalwood

The faint corpse aura that was suppressed could be vaguely discerned.

He tried his best to hold his breath, but still inhaled a lot of sandalwood.At present, the Nahai Pearl cannot be opened, and the spiritual power can only be transferred to a small part.

Yuan Song's book is a little trembling, slightly better than Zhuang Nanmu's and Shu Liuming's.He swayed slightly and took a step in the direction of the old man, but was stopped by Meng Qi'an indiscriminately

Come down.

Meng Qi'an faced the old man and said softly, "Maybe there are no passers-by in the story you told."

His eyes stayed on the old man's stiff body, "That day, the girl never came back after entering the mountain. The old man waited from morning to night,

Ask the men who are going in and out of the mountains if they have met a girl, if she has lost her way, if she has sprained her feet, and why she hasn't come back.

Everyone looked evasive and said: I don't know. "

"The old man was worried about the girl, so he went up the mountain with a cane to find her, but the mountain road was too steep, and he stumbled and fell into a ditch after walking for a short distance.

He couldn't get up again, and before he stopped breathing, he saw the messy, battered body of the girl. "

Meng Qi'an told the bloody story, his moist voice was filled with deep sadness, "The resentment is lingering, and the hatred is overwhelming. It is not easy to change from a human to a monster."

It's good, but the old man doesn't think so.He can still 'live', continue to 'raise' the girl, and live a stable and ordinary life with her;

Play with a mouse to death from time to time to scare the group of ugly mice that are 'captive'. "

Speaking of this, Meng Qi'an looked at the old man sincerely, "And we are just travelers passing through here, we just want to spend the night to rest and replenish our strength

.At dawn, we'll disappear from here, never to return. "

"Really..." The old man's face was stiff, unable to make any expression, he looked at the four people who were busy with the dust with his cloudy eyes, "Then

Why did you abandon your horses and go up the mountain at night?And why did they flee to this place, covered in the smell of corpses? "

A series of questions kept the teenagers silent.

They came here because of the zombies in Taoxi Village. If it weren't for the strong sandalwood in the house, they might not have discovered the anomaly by now, and they wouldn't have stagnated.

Stay in this weird place.

The skill of telling nonsense with eyes open has not yet been learned by several young people.

Meng Qi'an looked at the slender figure projected on the window paper outside the house, and then turned his gaze back.

"It seems that there is no way for us to leave intact." He sighed.

bang-

The door opened, and a gust of cold wind rushed into the house with the thick and stinky smell of wild chrysanthemums from all over the mountains, mixed with the mellow smell of sandalwood.

There is another 'person' coming in with the wind.Her footsteps were heavy and slow, step by step, slowly crossing the low threshold and walking towards the house

.

The candle was flickering, and the 'man' who came in had disheveled hair, unclean body and face, and an indescribable stench.her pupils

Already collapsed, lifeless, but the mouth opened slightly unconsciously, and hoarse 'ho ho' sounds came out intermittently from the throat.

Meng Qi'an tried his best to ignore the mess on her body, carefully sizing up her soft outline.

Slap a small face, high nose bridge, big eyes.If it is cleaned up, it must be a beautiful girl.

She was once beautiful, lively, hardworking and kind.But now there is only coldness, only stiffness, only killing and blood.

The girl is no longer beautiful, all she wants is revenge.

"You shouldn't come, you shouldn't ask." The old man looked so desperate, and comforted the disabled teenagers in the house, "Don't worry

Well, it won't hurt very much.They know how to kill the fastest. "

them?what them?

Meng Qi'an was startled, and when he looked outside the door again, he saw a group of stiff figures walking towards the room, all of different heights, short, fat, and thin, the only one

What they have in common is that they are all men.

Bloody, messy men.

Zhuang Nanhai looked at the seemingly calm young man whose hands were trembling behind his back. For some reason, a strong, never-before-seen agitation rose in his heart.

Previous, unfamiliar emotions.It was a kind of emotion that I didn't want to see young people so panicked.

"Don't be afraid." He said softly.Even though he knew that he was just a spectator in this dream, he still wanted to appease the

Those who cannot be appeased.

"Dreams will wake up, don't be afraid."

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Girls must take good care of themselves! ! !