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Chapter 725: Crooked Neck Village (4)

While I was still thinking about these things, the surrounding scenes changed again.

The simple living room has become a rural road.

This village should not be rich, with narrow roads and low houses. Looking around, except for the green mountains not far away, there are yellow roads and houses.

The woman pulled the girl forward and entered the village and saw someone.

My heart tightened, my scalp became numb, and my goose bumps stood up.

This feeling of over-electricity is not numb, but a tremor and a thrill.

Those people, regardless of gender, were tilted with their necks. Some were tilted to the left, while others were tilted to the right. The degree of distortion of their necks was different, but the village was full of deformed people, which was enough to make people shocked.

Wavy Neck Village

This is the undesolate village.

But even so, the atmosphere in this village was not good. Everyone was bleak.

This is not surprising. If the people living anywhere are deformed, they will definitely not be happy. No matter how calm people are, they cannot stand such things.

Those people saw the mother and daughter, and some people said hello and asked about their situation.

When they saw the girl's weird face, they were not surprised. They did not show disgust, but instead felt a little sympathy and sigh.

The girl was expressionless and led by the woman forward. Because she kept meeting acquaintances, the two were not fast.

The more I look at it, the more I feel scared.

I have seen all these deformities and disabilities. But I have not worked in medical care, nor have I joined a volunteer team, and I have never seen so many people with the same disease gather in front of me.

The twisted necks of these people looked like they had been broken by someone, and they barely supported the head on them. They could break directly at any time, causing their heads to fall to the ground.

No matter how surprised I was, over time, I gradually adapted to the situation in this village.

The woman came here with a bag, and there was nothing else except this bag of things. I had no perspective and didn't know what was inside. She carried the bag and pulled the girl, and turned into the small path in the village.

This road is the same as the road we are walking today. From here, we should be going to that cave.

I couldn't help but look at the mother and daughter. Their expressions still did not change much.

Looking around again, I didn’t see the headless ghost, nor did I see any yin energy.

The mother and daughter stepped on the green grass and went straight to the cave hidden by vines.

The woman didn't say anything, her daughter was already kneeling on the ground. The woman took out a handful of incense from her bag and a small copper stove.

The incense was given to her daughter, and she knelt on the ground, put the copper stove in it, took out matches and paper money from her bag, and burned it in the copper stove.

The girl held the incense and put it in the copper stove. After lit it, she kowtowed to the cave seriously.

Women are constantly burning paper money.

The mother and daughter didn't say a word, as if they had done this countless times, each doing their own things, without any intersection, and had a very tacit understanding. There was no fear on their faces, let alone piousness, no sorrow or joy.

This is becoming more and more strange. Such strangeness seems a bit scary.

The surrounding environment is very quiet, with no people and no sounds of insects and birds.

I can't see clearly what the cave looks like. The vines are layered, just like what I saw today.

I was a little hesitant whether to take this opportunity to enter the cave and take a look.

Thinking of this, I was approaching the cave.

From the entangled vines, I only saw a little black gap.

I tried to reach out and touch the vine, and to my surprise, I actually encountered this thing.

When I touched the vines, I could not pass through them without any obstacles.

I tried it a few times without giving up, but I touched the real thing.

Just as I was trying, I glanced at me and suddenly saw a little white in the gap of the black hole.

Before I could see what it was, I heard the child's screams.

The child speaks Huixiang dialect, but I understand the meaning.

"There are a lot of mushrooms on the mountain! My grandfather picked the mushrooms yesterday and came back. After the drying these days, he could get it in the city to sell. When he came back, he promised to bring me a candy man."

"Are there really mushrooms?"

"Of course!"

Several children's voices chirped and remembered.

There are still those vines in front of me, but there is another figure of a child.

He grabbed the vines and climbed up, like a monkey, very flexible, and he rushed up.

"Why go up the mountain from here?" Another child complained, and it was difficult to get up.

"You are stupid! Where my grandfather walked yesterday, can there be mushrooms?" The child who had already climbed up said disdainfully. He grabbed the trunk of the tree growing on the cave, and his skills were still agile. He jumped directly from the oblique trunk to a small flat ground on the mountain.

"Hey, please pull me!"

The kid below shouted.

Several children crawled up with their hands and feet and vines with their hands and feet.

These vines are very firm, and after a few children, they only shake twice.

I took a step back and saw a little girl among a group of children. The little girl's dress was no different from a boy, she just had an onion. She also crawled up with a vine in her arms, which was no worse than those boys.

If I guess correctly, this should be the girl

As soon as the thought came to mind, I saw her little hand grab a vine and her fingers inserted into the gap of the vine.

I felt her mood at this moment, and I was a little excited, excited, thinking about the delicious candy. She ignored the cold and cold breath felt on her fingers until a powerful hand grabbed her little hand.

The girl was stunned.

The vines shook violently and the children screamed in panic.

The girl let go of her hands and her body hung on the vine, but only that hand was tightly clenched.

The girl looked up in horror.

The gap between the vines was stretched out, half of the face was squeezed out, his eyes were bulging, and he stared at the girl.

"Ah!" the girl screamed and struggled.

Those boys were shocked if they saw half of their faces. The boys fell to the ground and looked up at the hanging girl blankly. The one who climbed up stood impatiently on the tree trunk and asked what had happened.

I rushed over and wanted to save the girl, but the girl had already landed heavily on the ground.

There were bright red handprints and a few blood marks on her hand.

A slender hand squeezed out from the vine and grabbed the girl from the air.

The boys all screamed. Some ran away directly, while others were thinking about pulling up their friends.

In a mess, I saw the resentful eyes on my face.

In an instant, the scene of this cave, vines, and female ghost became blurred.
Chapter completed!
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