"Roar~Whoa~Roar~"

The cries seemed to be inspired by something, louder and louder, more and more.

It is far away from the core of the village, and there are no houses or villagers nearby, only the two of them.

Judging by the accumulated leaves and thriving weeds on the ground, it is rarely approached by people on a regular basis.

In front of it was a round stone house with stone walls three feet high, hollowed out in a few places, even air vents, and a roof stacked with bamboo pieces.

Looking from afar, if she hadn't heard a human voice, Qinghu would have thought it was a livestock shed, because she could already smell the indescribable stench of excrement and decay.

No one wants to go near there.

Ruxiao kept walking, not even slowing down or speeding up.

The stone house did not seem to interest her to attract her attention.

The two of them walked in unison, soon reaching the source of the stench and howl.

Ruxiao walked without squinting, but Qinghu was driven by a strong feeling and looked through a vent.

People indeed!

There are men, women and children, all of them naked, their eyes are scarlet, there are thick sores of different sizes and colors on their bodies, blood and water mixed with yellow body fluids flow out, and they are scabbed layer by layer, which is shocking to watch!

When the clear lake was far away, only howls could be heard. Now that it was nearer, the howls were even louder, and there were whimpering and wailing that could not be concealed.

These humanoid monsters, after all, can no longer be called human, they are gnawing and biting each other.

But the damaged area is recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

A round stone house is actually staging such a terrifying and strange drama.

Qinghu was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, her gaze caught a strange hint of a green potted plant hanging from the beam in the middle of the house.

The green shallot-like plant grows in pots, and each shallot-like leaf is divided into small segments like lotus roots.

The green plants are so incongruous with the scene inside the house!

"That pot of green plants..."Qinghu couldn't help but exclaim.

Ruxiao ignored her, only turned her head to glance at the stone house, and continued to walk.

Finally, Ruxiao stopped in front of a wooden archway.

The memorial arch is not very high, and even a little in disrepair, but it is connected to a high bamboo fence wall, which is not strong but extremely thick, standing high, and the momentum is compelling.

Ruxiao turned to look at Qinghu, and then turned her gaze away and cast her gaze behind Qinghu.

"Village Chief." Ruxiao said lightly.

"Doctor Ruxiao is going out?"

Qinghu was shocked, did someone follow them silently?

When did he catch up, and what did he want to do?

Qinghu didn't look back, she continued to walk behind Ruxiao, and then turned sideways to look at the village elder of Tujia Village.

The village chief was wrapped in a long black cloth scarf on his head, and he was a lean and swarthy man about fifty years old.

At this time, he was looking back and forth at the two of them with a very uncomfortable look.

Ruxiao: "Will I go out of the village, isn't the village chief Tu the clearest?" ”

The village chief knocked on his long cigarette stick, "If you know that the divine doctor loves the villagers, how can you be willing to leave." This girl..."

Ruxiao: "Aunt Seven picked it up from Yushan, a sick seedling who was dying of an infectious disease, and she picked it up when it was something, and she was not afraid of going wrong." ”

Ruxiao took a step forward, "Could it be that you taught them the village chief?" ”

The village chief Tu rubbed the tobacco leaves in his hand and didn't look at Ruxiao, "I taught them, and they had to be lucky." You see, this doesn't pick up a useless back. ”

Ruxiao: "In terms of luck, who can compare to the village chief?" She turned to Qinghu and said, "Why are you still not leaving?" ”

The village chief took out the fire sickle from his bag, and "crackled" the fire, "Divine doctor, it is really a fairy heart." ”

"Bang", the flames flickered, and the village chief began to light a cigarette.

Ruxiao: "With your old man, which one is not a fairy." ”

The village chief spat out a smoke ring in his mouth, and after the smoke ring expanded, he spit out another smoke ring and passed through.

He was proud of his performance, and changed his grinning face, "Okay, let the little old man accompany Doctor Ruxiao back." ”

Hearing this, Ruxiao stepped forward, and the village chief glanced at Qinghu meaningfully, and turned around to follow Ruxiao.

Let's go.