I saw that the hands were terrifyingly long, with scattered pieces of flesh attached to the white bones, and on top of the pieces of meat, there were some pale "blisters" about the size of a thumb. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It looked like a blister, with a transparent membrane on its surface, but inside the membrane, you could vaguely see a thin red tube-like thing, and two eyes the size of a pintip!

At first glance, I can't see it clearly, but I can probably determine that this blister is not a real blister, but a flea-like creature.

The creature was clinging to the flesh on top of the white bone, and even a slight wriggling could be seen.

Fortunately, I was in contact with demons and monsters such as the White Bone Lady and the Corpse Demon Raccoon before, and my concentration was strong enough, so I didn't call out on the spot.

I remembered the words of the female ghost just now, and I must not look back, and I wondered slightly: Could it be that the half of her body under the water is covered with such bugs?

No wonder I don't look back.

I just glanced at it, and then with her thrust, I threw myself forward and threw myself to the ground.

I got up as soon as I got up, and I heard the voice of the female ghost: "Don't look back, go forward!" Remember, after dawn, go back to that room and dig up the bones of the old ghost to save your life!"

I said yes, didn't look back, and kept going.

Behind me, the sound of the song sounded again.

I feel that this word is a spell, and female ghosts can use this word to do many things.

As I walked forward, the voice of the female ghost faded behind me.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and after walking some distance, I stopped, slowly observing my surroundings.

It wasn't until then that I realized that I seemed to be coming out of a mass grave.

Around me, there are still patches of poplar trees.

It's just that these aspens have long since dried up, and only hollow trunks remain.

Looking back, there were rows of dead trees behind me, and I didn't know where I came from.

All of a sudden, my whole body relaxed, and I fell to the ground with my back to the sky.

Sleepy, tired, hungry.

That's my truest feeling right now.

Right now, I just want to find a warm place, eat a bowl of fragrant rice, and sleep well.

But at this time, if I can continue to find two mushrooms, I will burn high incense, where can I find rice?

As for sleeping, that's even more extravagant: if it goes on like this, it's hard to say that I'll have to freeze to death here tonight!

Just when I was lying on the gravel floor, pondering whether to learn from Bei Ye, digging in the hollow of the tree to see if I could take out two insects to eat, my nose moved, and suddenly, I smelled a fragrance!

The smell of rice!

That's right!

I can assure you, it's really the aroma of rice!

I jumped to my feet: this is reality, not a dream, and there are people cooking around here!

Following the scent, I struggled with the last of my strength and rushed to the place where the scent wafted from.

After walking a distance of more than three hundred steps, a wooden house appeared in front of me.

It's not an earthen house, it's a wooden house.

The smell comes from the wooden house.

I was about to get closer when I heard a dog barking from inside.

Immediately after, a large black dog jumped out of the side of the hut and appeared beside me, baring its teeth and barking at me.

I grabbed the golden silk coffin in my hand, and if this dog really wanted to do something to me, then I would not be polite.

At this time, my eyes were green with hunger, and if I hadn't smelled the rice, I would have cut this dog with a sword.

The dog barked twice, and I hugged the coffin and shouted weakly, "Is there anyone?"

After shouting twice, a "creak" was heard, and the wooden door was opened.

Then, a figure came out of it, holding a flashlight in his hand, and soon came to the front of him, shook the flashlight, and shone it on my face.

This is an old man in his sixties, hunched over, wearing a very old-looking, patched Mao suit, wearing a pair of Jiefang brand rubber shoes on his feet, holding a flashlight in one hand and a scimitar in the other.

"What...... The old man's tone was a little vague, he couldn't hear clearly, he didn't seem to have spoken for many years, and he couldn't pronounce words clearly.

Listening to it from the intonation, with a bit of northern Shaanxi accent.

Hearing the old man speak, the big black dog hurriedly ran to his side and wagged his tail at him.

"I'm from the Yellow River and I'm lost in the desert, can I beg for a drink at your house?" I explained.

The old man shone me up and down with a flashlight, and after a while, just when I thought I was basically out of action, he said, "Okay." ”

I hurriedly thanked him.

The old man quickly led me into the cabin.

As soon as the door of the wooden house opened, I was stunned: the layout of this wooden house is exactly the same as the pattern of the earthen house that I have seen before!

That is, the hall is in the middle, the bedroom is on the left and the kitchen is on the right, and the three houses are lined up and the same size.

Could it be that this architectural style is unique to this area?

I pressed the doubt in my mind and didn't say it.

The old man took me straight to the kitchen, where a small stove was made of stone in the middle and a fire was made of wood.

On the fire, a blackened pot was set on it, and the smell of rice came from inside.

The old man brought me a stool, beckoned me to sit down, then uncovered the pot, took a spoon beside it, and stirred it in the pot.

It's a pot of porridge with a little mushroom in addition to rice, as well as a few mung beans and even a bit of fungus.

The aroma just now came from here.

The old man reluctantly smiled at me: "Today is my granddaughter's...... Birthday, so, cook more porridge and eat some together. ”

At this time, I was no longer hypocritical, nodded and agreed.

Only then did I realize that there was a little girl curled up next to the fire.

The little girl has a yellow muscular face, wears a big thick cotton hat on her head, and is wrapped in a bed quilt, shrunk by the fire, shaking from time to time.

When he saw me, he just glanced at me curiously, and went on to roast the fire.

It seems that she is very afraid of the cold.

Judging from her appearance, this girl is no more than seven or eight years old, but she is too thin, even thinner than Bai Xiaowu, who was sick at the beginning!

There was a fire in the room, which wasn't too cold at all, but depending on what she meant, it was so cold all the time.

The old man stood up, brought three large bowls from the side, scooped the porridge into the bowls, and handed me a bowl.

I'm not welcome, I swallowed it in a few gulps.

After drinking two mouthfuls of hot porridge, I felt that I had strength all over my body.

At this moment, the girl who was cowering in the quilt also stretched out her hand to serve the bowl.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, I jumped up almost instantly: I saw that on her withered arms, there were things like white blisters, bulging!

It's the same creature I've seen before on a female corpse!