The big black horse paced uneasily, and the small village in the ravine in front of him made him feel uneasy, and he couldn't help but get closer to the ghost and cry. Pray in my heart, no matter what kind of demon or monster, please go to him!

The big mouth wrapped around his waist looked up, and it seemed that he had some interest in the village.

Ghost Cry took the reins and led the big black horse slowly towards the village.

Descending the small slope and passing through several fields, several pheasants suddenly flew up from the side, startling the big black horse and almost falling into the field next to it.

Then he became angry and yelled at the pheasants flapping their wings over the fields.

Ghost Cry calmed the big black horse, and turned his gaze to the entrance of the village again. The bare-bottomed little boy at the entrance of the village had vanished, leaving only a cloud of mud.

It was quiet all around, and the village was dead silent.

The wind blows, bringing with it dust and the scent of flowers. Among the weeds, red and white wildflowers bloom, swaying and stretching their petals.

Several butterflies flew by, and one stopped at the nose of the big black horse, who sneezed and scared the butterfly away.

As soon as I entered the village, a black snake scurried in front of me. Ghost Cry suddenly took an arrow step, raised his foot and stepped on the snake's tail, the black snake opened his mouth violently and turned his head, and was pinched by Ghost Cry bending down with one hand, and put it in front of his eyes to look carefully.

The black snake wrapped its arms around Devil Cry vigorously, and it was not pure black, but black on its back and silver-gray on its belly. The snake is not slippery, but it is dry and slightly dusty.

Ghost Cry watched the snake open its mouth, and suddenly raised his hand to pull out a scale on his body, and the snake suddenly writhed violently in pain.

And where he was plucked out of the scales, a milky white worm flashed and quickly disappeared into the snake's body.

Devil Cry threw the snake to the ground and raised his foot to stomp the snake's head into a pulp. Then, when he retracted his feet, countless insects emerged from the snake's body.

The big black horse raised his front hooves in panic, and Ghost Cry took a step back, watching the bugs wriggle towards the shadows in the corner.

Ghost Cry raised his head and squinted at the sky, the sky was blue, but the sunlight was dazzling. A few crows circled, thinking about falling, as if they were afraid of the ghost crying, so they did not dare to fall.

Moments later, some of the bugs were halfway dead, and some crawled into the shadows and vanished.

These bugs are white and fat, but as they die, their bodies quickly dry up and lose moisture. They seem to be very afraid of the sun.

Devil Cry led the big black horse across the snake corpse that twitched on the ground, and continued to walk inside.

Behind him there was the sound of wings flapping, and several crows fell from the sky, happily pecking at the corpse of the snake.

After walking a few steps, Oni Cried stopped, closed his eyes, and pricked up his ears to listen. With the blessing of the mind and eye, his sense of hearing became sharper and he could hear smaller sounds.

Knock, knock, knock......

This kind of sound, the ghost cry has heard, is the sound of a kitchen knife chopping meat. The thick and heavy kitchen knife cut through the flesh and bones, and chopped heavily on the board.

He walked towards the source of the sound, a rare tiled house in the village, several rooms side by side to form a "hollow", if you count the dilapidated fence, it is a "mouth". In the middle is a flat field, forming a yard, there is an ancient well, there is a millstone in the corner, there is a rattan frame next to it, this yard can raise some chickens and ducks on weekdays, and in autumn, it can also be used to dry millet.

Devil Cry walked through the broken fence and shouted, "Is there anyone?"

No one answered, and the sound of chopping meat was still in my ears.

Oni Cry looked at one side of the courtyard, where there were two rooms, one as a kitchen and one as a pigsty and a cowsty, and behind it was a thatched pit, surrounded by flies and a foul smell.

In the cattle pen, a cow raised its head, a pair of blood-red eyes looked at the ghost crying, and then lowered its head again, chewing something in its mouth.

And the sound of chopping meat came from the kitchen. Devil Cry stepped forward and pushed open the half-hidden door.

An obese peasant woman with long gray hair raised the thick-backed kitchen knife in her hand high, chopped it hard, and with a "bang", a large piece of blood splashed on the wall, and then, the ghost cried through the back of the fat peasant woman, and clearly saw a pair of feet twitching.

"Auntie?" the ghost cried, and finally, this time the other party reacted, turned around, revealing half of his rotten face, and looked at the ghost crying with a kitchen knife.

Behind her, the things on the board were also revealed, it was a mountain spirit, child-sized, most of the upper body had been chopped into minced flesh except for the head, and red blood flowed down the round board, from the stove all the way to the ground, forming a shocking dark red trace.

"It's back. The peasant woman smiled numbly: "Wait, it'll be fine in a while." ”

After speaking, he turned around and raised the kitchen knife high again and chopped it down heavily.

The sun was setting in the west, the weather was hot and dry, and the hot wind blew, bringing up large patches of sand and dust, and also bringing the sound of insects in the distance.

Ghost Cry took a few steps back, and when he arrived in the courtyard, he listened to the rhythmic sound of chopping meat, and felt the urge to leave.

took off the hat, the hot sun shone on his face, raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat on his face, and turned his head to see that the big black horse had run to the shade by himself.

It was too hot on this day, and Devil Cry fanned it with a hat, and a gust of hot wind hit his face.

He went to the well and looked into the well, where there was still water.

I brought a bucket of water up, and observed the well water in the bucket, and the well water was clear and looked very sweet.

To be on the safe side, Devil Cry drew his knife and slashed at the bucket of well water, and then retracted the knife.

Miraculously, the barrel has not been cut by a knife, but the well water has not changed either.

Ghost Cry went to the kitchen again and found two bowls, but the fat peasant woman only cared about chopping meat, and paid no attention to Ghost Cry.

When he returned to the yard, he washed two bowls with well water, and then Devil Cry carried the bucket to the big black horse, put the two bowls on the ground, poured the water from the bucket into the bowl, put one bowl next to the big black horse, and drank the bowl by himself.

Suddenly, a chill hit my heart and dispelled the heat.

Whew, Ghost Cry breathed a sigh of relief. took out Bigu Dan, ate one for himself, and fed a few more to the big black horse.

The big black horse was chewing Bigu Dan, licking the water in the bowl, shaking its tail gently, and swatting the flies and mosquitoes that flew in, looking very pleasant.

The ghost can't cry idle, in such a weird village, don't walk around to see how to do it.

patted the big black horse, added another bowl of water for him, let him stay here, and then walked to the kitchen.

"What about the child?" asked Ghost Cry, who didn't really expect the peasant woman to answer.

But unbeknownst to him, the peasant woman actually replied to him: "By the river." ”