My hand touched Zheng Da, and Zheng Da fell to the ground all at once.

However, the surrounding environment also changed in this moment.

Zheng Da was surrounded by several men, punched and kicked, and there were people around him who held wooden sticks and smashed them down.

Zheng Da screamed again and again.

I turned my head and saw a couple of strangers.

Of the crowd present, I only recognized the girl.

She was thrown to the ground in a bright red belly pocket, and her mouth was spitting blackened blood.

It looks like a middle-aged couple standing together.

The woman didn't smile, covered her mouth, and said, "Master, I said a long time ago that this woman is not innocent. You still don't believe me. Catch it this time. Gee...... She's ruthless enough. For her, I sent my sister to die. ”

The middle-aged man was silent, his face darkened, and he stared at the girl on the ground.

"Alright, just kill it, don't make a mess." The woman greeted, "Master, don't look at it." Let them be thrown out. ”

The middle-aged man snorted, flicked his sleeves and left.

Zheng Da's eyes were swollen. He struggled to stretch his neck and looked ahead.

The girl was out of breath, but she was also looking in the direction of Zheng Da.

There is no lingering affection, no affectionate paragraphs. The girl only had hatred in her eyes, and when she was dying, she was still staring at Zheng Da with hatred.

Zheng Da's brain went blank all of a sudden.

"Good aunt doesn't do it, give it to the field to eat."

"It's a cheap billet."

"I knew this earlier, and a few of our brothers also played with it......"

The men laughed and dragged the girl and Zheng Da out.

Zheng Da's body hurt so badly that his eyes turned black and his consciousness gradually blurred.

His emotions were transmitted to me, only dazed and hateful. He didn't know what to hate, he didn't know what to do.

The muddy soul remains in this state forever.

I heard laughter.

My soul returned to the hot spring lodge.

Zheng Da was grabbed by "Han Ji" on the head. His mood at the moment was no different from the past.

"Han Ji" threw him to the ground at once.

The cat let out a terrible meow.

Outside the house, I suddenly remembered a cat meow.

The man lying on the ground looked at the cat.

“…… Aisi ...... Aisi, it's me...... I ......," the man suddenly pleaded.

"Han Ji" let out a burst of laughter, and everyone around him laughed.

The man looked around in a hurry.

"Don't you know? It's because of you that it was abandoned by its owner. Just because of you, it was killed by this woman! "Han Ji" laughed. As soon as she turned her head, someone next to her handed her a newspaper.

"Han Ji" shook his hand, and the newspaper was unfolded and placed in front of the man.

"Han Ji" pointed to the words in the newspaper, "See? After Sayuri Nagasawa left you, how happy she was. She's so lucky she didn't marry you. All the people who have something to do with you and don't have a relationship with are dead. All dead...... Hahaha......"

"Han Ji" smiled, but there were tears in his eyes that smashed directly on the newspaper.

A shadow appeared in the room, as if it were covered in dark clouds.

I saw a window full of cats. The cats were all squinting at the man on the ground.

The man looked at the newspaper in distraction and shook his head frequently.

"Peel the skin! Skin! Skin! ”

The people around suddenly read these two words in unison.

Their tone did not fluctuate, and their voices were low, as if they were chanting scriptures.

I couldn't help but retreat from this scene.

I don't know who took out the knife and handed it to "Han Ji".

"Han Ji" sank his face and looked at the man.

"Peel the skin! Skin! Skin! ”

I looked around, except for Nantian, who kept his head down, everyone else seemed to be carved out of a mold.

No one paid any attention to me.

These female ghosts can see me, but now they choose to ignore me.

They have to perform their own rituals.

I just feel creepy.

They are recreating the rituals of that village......

In such shouts, "Han Ji" ...... The knife in Zheng Xiaoxi's hand cut into the man's skin.

Blood ran down his cheeks.

The man screamed, being skinned a little bit.

The whole process was slow and lasted for a disappearance. Zheng Xiaoxi seemed to be doing a delicate operation, peeling off the man's skin completely without a bit of flesh.

Her experience was even more painful. Zheng Da used a blunt knife to cut off all the flesh on her face.

Zheng Xiaoxi took the human skin in his hand, threw away the knife, and held the human skin high.

The people around cheered.

Zheng Xiaoxi tilted his head, tears welling up from the corners of his eyes.

She stared at the human skin, her eyes misty, as if she were looking through the skin to see something else.

The man was still alive and was pulled up by them.

I don't know what they're going to do, I can only follow them out.

I looked at the southern sky.

Nan Tianmu didn't squint, and still ignored me.

They went all the way out the back door and up the hill.

I saw Bian Sijun holding the cat in his arms. The wild cat just now disappeared at some point.

When they arrived at the shrine on the mountain, they continued to move forward without stopping.

The waterhole is just around the corner.

The two men who were dragging the man raised their hands and threw the man, who was now just a child, into the pool.

There was a plop bang.

The puddle splashed.

The man flapped a few times inside. The blood on his face was washed into ink in the pool, and it was completely dispersed by his struggle.

One person jumped into the pool, and the second followed.

They didn't jump in with their bodies.

When they jumped, their bodies were thrown down, and their ghosts floated out and fell into the pool.

Thump...... Thump......

One after another.

The cat stood by the waterhole, not in the water, as if it had come to see off the female ghosts.

The female ghost who possessed Bian Sijun jumped into the water, and in the end, it was Zheng Xiaoxi.

Han Ji's body fell to the ground, and Zheng Xiaoxi entered the water.

I saw that Zheng Xiaoxi had an extra face at this time. Her face was no longer naked flesh, but skin.

She sank into the water and reached out to grab the man who was still struggling in the water.

The hands of the female ghosts were like aquatic plants, wrapping around the man's legs, pulling him to sink continuously.

The waterhole is like a bottomless pit, and there is no end, and the man is constantly being pulled into the depths.

My soul was also tugged at.

"Lynch!" Nantian called me at this time.

I looked at Nantian and saw him hugging Han Ji's body, angry and anxious.

But he's already delivered it to me.

I reached out and grabbed Han Ji's hand.

The ability gushed out, and Han Ji's cold and stiff body slowly regained its temperature.

She came back to life.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I withdrew my hand, I felt my fingers touch something.

Boom –

The sound was like a taut string being plucked by me.

I didn't see what it was, and my whole soul was pulled into the water.

Qingyue's singing echoed in my ears, as well as the sound of gurgling water.

The women were singing and swimming along the river.

I saw some fleshy bodies. It's not those female ghosts, it's someone else's.

My consciousness was in a trance.

Everything in front of you is like a picture scroll, with the bright galaxy and the rolling green mountains as the background, and the sparkling stream, the women walk slowly......

No, it's the female ghosts who stepped on the corpses of some ghosts......

Bloody face, bulging eyes......

The last of those ghosts suddenly turned their heads.

I saw Zheng Xiaoxi.

In the blink of an eye, I found myself back in reality.

My phone is right at hand, and when I open the screen, I can see a black and white photo of Sayuri.

With a few clicks of my finger on the screen, Bai An's personal homepage opened.

He sent a new painting, which was the last scene I saw, the Milky Way, the stream, and the female ghosts in a row...... Zheng Xiaoxi's face is very blurry, and unlike other people's faces, her face is skin colored, not blood-red.

I suddenly remembered that there were only 28 days in February. There are two more days left before February is over.

Comrades, did you vote for the monthly ticket? o(*￣▽￣*)o

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