Penitent hand, trembling slightly

She can do this question!

The name of "Mother Goose Nursery Rhymes" is very familiar to Shen Maomao, who likes supernatural, horror and reasoning works.

From "Who Killed the Mockingbird" to "Ten Little Indian Boys" and then to "London Bridge Is Falling Down", countless masters have drawn inspiration from them and written amazing works.

However, there are a lot of dark nursery rhymes included in it, and Shen Maomao has only heard some of them, and she has never heard of the songs sung by this group of shadows.

Lou Jingmo explained: "This song is about the great plague in London in the 17th century - bubonic plague, which is also a type of black death. The typical symptoms of bubonic plague are that the face will appear rose red, and the body will emit There is a rotten smell, and sick people often choose to cover it up with floral scents. So there is another translation of this nursery rhyme - a wreath around a red face, a bag of deodorant fragrant flowers, turn to ashes, turn to ashes, we all You must die."

"I'm going?!" Shen Maomao almost immediately thought of the baron's mask, "Sister Lou, tell me, that baron..."

She didn't need to say much, Lou Jingmo already understood her thoughts.The two looked at each other, everything was silent.

Time passed slowly, and the shadows of all things became longer and longer.

Shen Maomao had almost had enough rest, so he got up from the ground and moved his body.

Lou Jingmo also stood up, looking at the sun with only the tip of his head in the sky, and said unhurriedly: "There may be strange things after the sun sets, we have to run at that time, and the props are used up early. "

Yes, the props didn't work, and Shen Maomao got the "powerless" debuff. She was a little worried about whether she would be able to run for a while.

Ma Jinmao also seemed to feel that the atmosphere was wrong, he ran back with the reins of the carriage in his mouth, arched Shen Maomao with his head, and motioned her to help him put the carriage on.

While hanging the rope in its original position, Shen Maomao tied a dead knot by the way, and complained to him: "Brother, what time is it, are you still thinking about the mission?"

Ma Jin Mao raised his hoof.

Shen Maomao didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

Lou Jingmo made up the knife coolly at the side: "I guess he is saying that he can run faster than you with a carriage?"

Shen Maomao: "..." Do you want to be so real?

The two of them worked together to lift Jin Mao's body into the car bucket, and Shen Maomao cheekily asked Jin Mao: "Brother Jin, can I ride with you too?"

The golden retriever waved its hoof domineeringly, signaling Lou Jingmo and her to get on the cart.

Shen Maomao was also polite, and climbed up in threes and fives, and stood on it and stretched out his right hand to Lou Jingmo.

A smile flashed quickly in Lou Jingmo's eyes, and then he passed his hand up.

There was also the pasture that Golden Retriever picked in the morning in the cart. After an afternoon of exposure to the sun, the dew on the pasture evaporated completely. Shen Maomao moved Golden Retriever's body to the side, then sat down on the pasture, and Make room for Lou Jingmo: "Sister Lou, come and sit."

Lou Jingmo was also polite, and sat down next to her.

Shen Maomao asked, "Are we going to rush back to the castle?"

Lou Jingmo nodded: "I hope it goes well."

The sun finally got into the horizon reluctantly, but every household outside the farm did not light candles.I don't know when, there was an indescribable smell in the air, like a ditch where many dead fish were rotten—this reminded Shen Maomao of the bridge they passed by when they came here in the morning, The ditch was covered with a layer of flowers, and the rot mixed with the fragrance of the flowers, which made people sick.

The moon hangs high on the branches, spreading the light stolen from the sun to the world, and the shadow between the sky and the earth does not disappear.

The singing of the five shadows became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into whispers like mosquitoes.

They let go of each other's hands, and stood side by side, figurative from the feet, with five gray toes pointing in their direction, as if they were ready to rush up at any time.

"It's now!" Lou Jingmo roared, "Run!"

Ma Jinmao raised his legs and ran, his four hooves kicked upside down quickly, moving quickly towards the gate, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The five black shadows turned into humans little by little. No, it was no longer certain whether they were still human beings: under the moonlight, their rotting facial features looked particularly creepy.The youngest shadow's face hasn't rotted yet, it's just slightly rosy, but there is a huge wound on his neck, and blood is still oozing from the wound.

The smell of rot was more intense, and even overwhelmed the scent of flowers.

When the final parietal bone was condensed and formed, the black shadows jumped out like sharp swords, chased in the direction of the carriage, and quickly shortened the distance with it...

……

Ma Jinmao made a sharp turn, the carriage tilted more than 80 degrees, and his body almost flew out. It was Lou Jingmo and Shen Maomao who grabbed one of his hands to prevent him from killing himself.

The gate of the farm was close in front of them, but the five figures behind them were about to catch up with them.With the help of the moonlight, Shen Maomao saw their faces clearly and was almost scared to pee.

She covered her nose and urged the golden retriever in a muffled voice: "Run! I'm catching up!"

The golden retriever ran with all his strength, and couldn't even roar back, but his desire to throw her down and let her run by herself was real.

The farm gates were wide open, and the ghosts didn't seem in the least worried that they would rush out.

Or—the outside world is more dangerous.

The child who was chasing at the front stepped hard and ejected directly towards the carriage, aiming directly at Lou Jingmo.His little red face was getting closer and closer to Shen Maomao's eyes, and the blood on his neck sprayed out a round arc in the air.

Lou Jingmo clamped the sickle blade in the car with both hands, and swung the handle out like a baseball.

With one hit, the child was sent flying, and fell to the ground without getting up for a long time.

Shen Maomao: "..." Damn, can you still play like this?

Lou Jingmo reminded: "Don't have physical contact with them, it's best not to ask for things they touched."

Having said that, she didn't throw away the sickle, because the current conditions are limited, and there is another hoe she left for Shen Maomao.

Shen Maomao picked up the hoe and tried to swing it, but failed.

The children seem to be much more agile than the adults. While the two were talking, another child with a rotten face tried to throw himself into the carriage. Lou Jingmo could not miss it. It was hit by a stick and flew out for a long time. landing.

Shen Maomao raised his thumb: "Sister Lou, you were in the baseball club when you were in college, right? This technique is perfect."

Lou Jingmo frowned: "Don't say so many useless things, take down that hoe, just take a stick, try not to let their blood drip on the car, there is a plague, it can be contagious."

Shen Maomao didn't dare to waste the time Lou Jingmo had won, and immediately lowered his head to study the hoe.

The current level of technology is not so developed. There are no nails on this hoe, and it is only fixed by wedges.She was sitting in the cart, holding the handle of the hoe with both hands, stepping on both sides of the hoe with both feet, kicking it down desperately.

With a sound of "Bang Dang", the hoe and the wedge fell off together, and the carriage shook violently. She didn't dare to stand up like Xiaolou for fear of being thrown down, so she could only squat on the side of the carriage to meet the enemy.

The carriage drove out of the wide-open gate, as if it had crossed the finish line, and it seemed to have broken through a bondage that could not be seen by the naked eye.

The five shadows behind flew up, and were repelled by the two of them one by one. The wheels of the cart stepped on one piece after another of ashes mixed with broken bones, and the dust was flying.

After leaving the farm, the road became wider, the carriage became a little more stable, and the speed increased by a gear.

The farm and the five shadows got farther and farther away from them until they could no longer be seen.Lou Jingmo sat down again, but he didn't breathe a sigh of relief.

"Don't throw away your weapon now, there may be a big scene later." She reminded.

Shen Maomao squatted aside, clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and nodded nervously.

The carriage drove into the main road in the dark and did not hit any obstacles. The full-screen Ma Jinmao had good eyes.There are many small two-story buildings on both sides of the road, but there is no light. They blur into a black shadow in the darkness, which makes people feel a strong sense of uneasiness.

After turning a corner, the eyes suddenly opened up.The bridge they passed by when they came suddenly appeared, and on the opposite side of the bridge was a skyrocketing flame, and Ma Jinmao suddenly stopped the car.

"What are they doing?" Shen Maomao stared forward with wide eyes.

I saw a group of people whose faces could not be seen gathered in the open space not far ahead.These people gathered around a huge fire, and the flames devoured the wood with a crackling sound.Behind the wanton jumping flames, more than a dozen figures were looming, and a few faint cries for help came into the ears of Shen Maomao and Lou Jingmo along the wind.

"People infected with the plague are being burned to death." Lou Jingmo said in a low voice.

People at this time did not know what the plague was, and they would regard people with rashes on their faces and rotten smells as demons.The most effective way to deal with the devil is to execute the fire on the cross.

The fire illuminated the surroundings, and they found Shen Maomao and the other two.A man in a red robe with a silver cross on his chest walked to the front of the crowd, carefully observed the faces of the two, and said, "By God, you don't have the mark of a demon on your body."

As he said that, he would let them go sideways.

"Wait a minute, my lord bishop!" said a civilian man in ordinary clothes beside him. "Devils are creatures accustomed to hiding. They must prove that they are not possessed by demons, otherwise we cannot let them pass!"

In response, the others raised their weapons and aimed the sharp side at Ma Jinmao.

Shen Maomao said angrily: "Since you say that, do you want to prove your identities? Maybe the devil is hiding among you and let you kill each other!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked left and right, but there was no internal strife like Shen Maomao thought.

The man who spoke first said again: "Everyone look at her! She has a flickering expression and evasive words, she must have a ghost in her heart! They should be executed immediately, and they must not be allowed to pass through and endanger our homeland!"

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