Global Escape [Unlimited Streaming]

The three of them moved immediately and ran into the woods on the side. Not long after they ran out, Uncle Amu drove the flock of sheep and passed by where they had been before.

Jiang Li hid behind the flower tree, using the trunk and the back of the flower tree to block the red light of the cow dung cake in her hand.Looking forward, by the moonlight, I saw Uncle Amu carrying a bundle of straw on his back, holding a red-glowing cow dung cake in his mouth, holding a large bucket in one hand, and waving a whip in the other, driving The sheep strode by.

The three of them waited for Uncle Amu to go far away, Huashu hit the front, Jiang Li was in the middle, and Xiaozhu was behind, keeping a safe distance, followed Uncle Amu back to the sheepfold quietly.

Still lying on the back of the pile of wood, the three of them nested carefully and watched secretly from the gaps in the trees.

The sheep were scattered by Uncle Amu in the open space outside the pen, and they were not driven into the sheepfold, but the sheep were very honest and seemed to be extremely tired, and they all nestled on the ground to rest quietly.

And when Jiang Li looked into the sheepfold, even though he was prepared, his pupils couldn't help shrinking.

The three sheep tied to the ground are gone. Instead, there are scattered pieces of meat, red blood, sheep's head, severed limbs, intestines, and wool. They are scattered everywhere, in lumps, and there are only three sheep. But the shattered corpses and blood covered four to five meters of the sheep pen.

From Jiang Li's point of view, it happened to be facing a wide-open sheep's eye, the kind of eyes after a dead animal, cloudy and scattered, like a black hole, making people feel uncomfortable when looking at it.

Uncle Amu had already put the new grass on his back outside the circle, rolled up his trouser legs, and began to clean up cursingly.Since he still had cow dung cakes in his mouth, he could hear scolding, but he couldn't hear what the scolding was because of Uli Wutu.

He took a broom and swept the broken meat and limbs together, and then washed the stone ground with a bucket of clean water.Since the stones in the sheepfold were sunken in the middle, the blood after washing did not flow out of the sheepfold, but all gathered in the middle of the sheepfold, where the lowest depression formed a small red pool.

Uncle Amu put the empty bucket on the ground, first shoveled all the shredded sheep's head meat into the bucket, and then shoveled the bloody water in the middle into the bucket.When the bucket was full, the blood on the ground was also drained.

It can be seen that Uncle Amu is a familiar hand, and a series of cleanings were done very neatly. He put the full blood bucket outside the circle door, spread the old grass piled aside evenly on the ground, and then covered it with new grass .

In this way, after covering up all the traces, all the sheep outside the pen were driven into the sheep pen, and the gate of the pen was closed.

After finishing all this, Uncle Amu only took half an hour in total.

At this time, the moonlight was shining on the ground, and the oil lamp hanging in front of the small stone house was still shining evenly. Under this dim light, Uncle Amu came to the wooden door of the small stone house with a bucket full of blood.He took out the key and opened the wooden door.

For the first time, Jiang Li and the others saw the scene inside the small stone house.

I thought it was a small warehouse for storing straw, or simply for temporary rest.However, what appeared in front of my eyes was an arc-shaped object made of stones half a meter above the ground. Judging from the shape, it looked like the mouth of a well.

The mouth of the well was so wide that it almost filled the interior of the hut.

And apart from the well, there is nothing else in the hut.

Uncle Amu thumped his back, lifted the bucket, pointed at the mouth of the well, and poured all the blood, water, meat and sheep carcasses in the bucket with a "wow".

It can be heard that there is water in the well.And the water is not shallow.The foreign object fell into it with a thumping sound.

Uncle Amu emptied the bucket, and then buckled the bucket upside down by his feet. After finishing this, he was about to leave, but he took a look into the well and turned back.Facing the mouth of the well, he took down the cow dung cake in his mouth and placed it on the bucket at his feet, put his hips on the well, lit the well with one hand, and said, "Oh, I still want to climb out, you are already dead, why don't you come out?" Is there any resentment? It is useless to tell you that you are not reconciled, death is death, you just stay here honestly."

Uncle Amu's strange behavior made Xiaozhu's eyes widen in fright.Why did Uncle Amu speak to the well?Could it be that there is someone in the well?According to Uncle Amu's words, could it be...or a dead person?

Uncle Amu finished cursing the words above, and it seemed that the things in the well were disobedient. Uncle Amu pulled out his whip and began to wave it at the mouth of the well, "crack~crack~crack~", the sound of the whip hitting the well wall was very crisp.

At the moment when Xiaozhu was puzzled, from Jiang Li's perspective, he happened to see a pale hand stretched out from the well, and with a wild wave, he grabbed Uncle Amu's whip and yanked it down violently.Uncle Amu was startled, and in the next second, Uncle Amu, who had no time to let go, staggered, was pulled by the whip force that sank into the well at a high speed, and fell head-on into the well.

Soon, there was a loud splashing sound from inside.

Following this sound was the sound of people struggling in the water.

The sound of water is flooding and surging.

Jiang Li lay quietly on the wood, not moving in thought.

Xiao Zhu looked at Jiang Li, then at the flower tree that was also focused on the mouth of the well, hesitated for a moment, pushed Jiang Li, and whispered: "Jiang Li, let's go now? There is something in the well."

"Wait for a while," Jiang Li said, "I want to see what it is."

"Do you have to watch it?" Xiaozhu said with a trembling voice.

"Actually, I probably guessed what it was." Jiang Li said quietly.

"What..." "Hush~" Huashu hissed suddenly, interrupting Xiao Zhu's words, "Listen," Huashu said, "There is no movement in the well."

Jiang Li paused, then stood up suddenly, "Want to save?" Huashu immediately understood what Jiang Li meant.

Jiang Li said, "Look."

"What?" Xiao Zhu was startled.

Jiang Li said: "I hope Uncle Amu is not dead, with him here, we will be safer."

Huashu immediately stood up, "Okay, try."

Xiaozhu had already grabbed Jiang Li, and said in horror: "Are you crazy? Can the thing in the well be a good thing? It pulled Uncle Amu down, so you are not afraid of that thing crawling out to pull you?"

Jiang Li glanced at her: "Take a look. If Uncle Amu climbs to the mouth of the well, give him a hand. If it sinks to the bottom, let's run immediately." Opening his hand, "You can stay here." Huashu said to Xiaozhu, grabbed Jiang Li, and the two moved to the well together.

Xiao Zhuyuan gritted his teeth, but still chased after him.

But before catching up to the well, the flower tree in front had already grabbed Jiang Li, and burrowed behind the bushes next to her. Xiaozhu had sensitive ears, and as soon as she shifted her energy, she immediately heard the movement reappearing in the well.There was the sound of water dripping on the surface of the water.

Xiaozhu also froze, and followed Jiang Li into the bushes.

As soon as the three of them settled down, they peeked out of the bushes and saw that a hand was stretched out from the empty mouth of the well with a "snap", which was different from the delicate hand that pulled Uncle Amu into the water a moment ago. This hand is obviously rough and old. I saw the old hand clasping the wall of the well mouth tightly, and exerted force with bulging veins. Then, the second veteran hand also clasped it up. With both hands exerting force together, a bloody figure slowly rose up. .

First Uncle Amu's head, then his shoulders, and then his upper body. He bent over with great difficulty, bent his back, and carried a large bloody object on his back. Together with this large object, he struggled out of the well, and with a thud, He fell out of the mouth of the well, fell on the ground outside the well, and fell out of the door of the small stone house.

The person and the entangled thing fell out together, exposed to the oil lamp and moonlight, and his appearance became very clear.

Holding Uncle Amu's back tightly, the thing dripping with blood was a headless corpse.

The corpse's arms tightly strangled Uncle Amu's neck, and its legs were entwined around Uncle Amu's stomach. Uncle Amu was dripping with red water, lying on the ground panting, "You fucking..." Uncle Amu roared angrily: "The bastard who has never died in peace, actually picked me up, you are courting death."

After cursing this sentence, Uncle Amu somehow got the strength to grab the corpse's hands and tear the corpse off his back with all his strength.Perhaps because of the loss of the head, the movements of the headless corpse were uncoordinated. It lost its target, and began to grope wildly, flailing its limbs with teeth and claws, moving in a disorderly manner, as if trying to grab something again.

But before it had time to grab something, Uncle Amu had already kicked fiercely at the corpse's stomach, grabbed the tin bucket on the ground, and smashed it against the corpse.

And following his violent movements, the round object hanging from the belt on his back was constantly swaying from side to side along with his movements. The wet black and messy hair covered most of his cheeks, and the angry eyes were in the swinging wet hair Keep flashing.It was the head of the female player who chose the bride to die.

Xiaozhu's eyesight improved, and he could see the whole picture clearly in an instant.She trembled in fright and almost screamed out, but Jiang Li held her mouth tightly to cover her scream.

But there was still a lingering sound coming out.It was like a half-blew whistle, and Uncle Amu, who was pushing the corpse back into the mouth of the well, stopped for a moment.

Uncle Amu listened for a moment, turned around, and pushed the headless body that was stuck at the mouth of the well and struggled wildly down the well. The whip on his arm was turned on, and he raised his hand to take off the oil lamp hanging on the eaves, squinting his eyes, and lit the road.Start looking.

Under the oil lamp, his old, blushed cheeks looked hideous.

A lock of hair was wrapped around the belt, hanging behind Uncle Amu's head, swaying quietly following Uncle Amu's footsteps.Uncle Amu didn't notice the existence of the human head. He was holding the oil lamp, holding the cow dung cake, and dragging the whip. He was vigilant and carefully checked the surroundings.

He went to the sheepfold first, took photos from left to right, then walked around behind the wood, looked around at the place where Jiang Li and the others hid just now, walked out from behind the wood, and checked behind the small stone house.

Passing by the bushes where Jiang Li and the three were hiding, Jiang Li had already stamped out the red light of the cow dung cake, and the three of them lay on the spot holding their breath, motionless, not daring to breathe.

Fortunately, Uncle Amu did not enter the forest, he only took a photo at the edge of the forest, and then walked over.

After a while, Uncle Amu checked all the corners of the field, and returned to the spot holding the oil lamp. He stood in front of the stone house and raised his hand to hang the oil lamp back. Then, he bent down and put the quilt Picked up the smashed metal bucket, which was somewhat deformed.

But this time, instead of squatting down like when he was picking up cow dung cakes, he bent over with straight legs.It was this bending, from between the front legs, he saw the hair hanging behind him.