C17 Hundred decapitated bones

Suspicious, I slowed my hand and pulled the rest of the rope up inch by inch …

But the more I pulled, the more I felt something was wrong. An indescribable fear welled up in me, but I couldn't possibly be this unlucky anymore, could I?

This thing? Why did the item that he pulled out look more and more like it, more and more like …

It was a woman's long hair! It was sticky and stinky, with a piece of inverted skull stuck to it. It looked like a rice bowl with its mouth broken, and there was even a puddle of yellow water inside!

With a jolt of my heart, the well rope fell off as if I'd been electrocuted. The woman's long hair fell back into the well with a splash, and a few drops of water splashed onto my face. I wiped it down with my sleeve as if my life depended on it …

I felt my face go numb. I lost my courage and fell into the endless abyss. I couldn't even breathe. No matter how hard I tried to breathe, there wasn't enough oxygen!

Why was the skull, the skull, lying upside down on the sticky hair?

This means... This meant that the female owner of that half of the skull had simply drowned herself to death in a well!

Was this another suicide?

Trembling all over, I kept my distance from the well and scrambled to the base of the wall. In my heart, this Water Gate Village has regained some of its corpse qi. I had to pay attention to the mysterious person's letter and at the same time, I felt that my body was covered in a layer of frost!

I just randomly entered two families, and even before the second family entered the main hall, I already met three corpses, and they were all f * cking suicide!

The investors! The investors! You guys actually chose this kind of place to shoot scenes. It's impossible that you didn't know about the situation here beforehand, right? When I have a cell phone, I must call the surnamed Chen to ask around!

After calming myself down, I still used coincidence to bolster myself …

How can I prove that this Water Gate Village is really a Corpse Village?

I thought...

One more...

Second...

No More Three...

If, in the next family, I also find a dead body, then I'll …

After making up his mind, he took a few deep breaths and prepared to challenge the next village.

I was half standing up, holding on to the wall...

Suddenly, with a "hualala" sound, my empty palm was thrown forward. I had actually pressed down on the earth wall …

Along with the collapse of the wall, my body directly fell into the adjoining family's adobe warehouse...

My mouth and nose were filled with dust, and in the darkness of the barn, my hands were pressed directly against the wall, my feet were almost buried in the debris.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in his palms. Something hard had pierced his skin, and when he lifted his hands to take a look, they were bleeding profusely.

I pulled my feet out of the dirt, a dark pile of debris on the ground! Hold it up with both hands and look at it carefully... This look is nothing serious, but I was so scared that my scalp almost split open! He directly threw out a handful of broken pieces …

In the pieces I saw were blackened teeth and a finger... The thing that flew out was a pile of charred bones!

At the same time, a gust of wind blew against my face, sending some of the scattered human bone dust back into my mouth … I shouted loudly and flew out of the dark adobe room with my life on the line. I ran all the way and vomited under a dead locust tree …

Another one! Now you can be sure...

Two more! In every single house in the entire Water Gate Village, there would be at least one corpse that had been left behind after committing suicide …

Repeat! Adding up all the households, there would probably be more than a hundred of them!

I don't want to go into any of the houses in Watergate anymore... There were bones everywhere, but none of them were good!

Looking at the dark sky, I wanted to cry but had no tears. I let out a long sigh.

I glanced back at the loose cottages. I think it was just a psychological effect. I saw black smoke coming out from the roofs of every village!

Was this the legendary resentment? The whole village committed mass suicide. What a grievance!

After a long time, reason finally told me that I shouldn't bother with the hunchbacked old man anymore. I shouldn't stay here any longer …

But I am cheap...

The more scared I am, the more I hate that hunchbacked old man!

After going through three houses of the village, I didn't want to waste any more time. I tried not to make any more terrifying associations and started to carefully search for traces left behind by the hunchbacked old man.

After passing through a large area of rotten wood debris, due to the frequent occurrence of large amounts of water, there were still pools of fine lake sand on the dirt road. I deliberately picked a hard dirt road to walk, afraid of leaving footprints in the sand and being discovered by the hunchbacked old man.

Now, I can also use the fine sand to see if I can find any traces of where the old hunchback passed by …

During the whole chase, if necessary, I tried not to glance at any of the houses, because my heart was no longer able to bear the strain and I was afraid I might break down.

Finally, I found a trail of footprints in the sand next to a broken wooden platform a hundred steps away.

This was definitely left behind by the old hunchback bastard, because beside the footprints, there were several cat paw prints left by that little beast.

I looked at the dilapidated wooden stage beside me. It should be a very old stage for villagers to watch local scenes during the holidays.

The stage was built very solidly, and it could be seen that everything used was of good wood.

The wooden stakes were buried deep in the ground, which was why the frequent floods couldn't break it. However, the southern end of the wooden pile was also filled with the messy stuff that was rushing over from the flood.

Lifting my head to look at the center of the stage, I suddenly felt a little absent-minded. My body became light as I saw the stage suddenly turn brand-new, and there was even a yellow colored gorgeous curtain hanging on it …

Time seemed to stop as he was unable to shift his gaze away. He stared intently at the center of the stage where a woman in red was singing.

The chirping sound came again, but I didn't feel scared at all. Instead, I felt that this woman was very beautiful, so I quickly climbed onto the stage to see the face of this woman in red …

After only two steps, the woman in red stopped singing, turned into a sinister smile, and slowly turned around to face me …

I reached out to touch her, and took another step forward, but there was another crash!

I landed on hard ground all of a sudden! It turned out that the wooden planks on the stage had rotted and were crushed by my stomps. However, I simply fell down to the ground and used my hands to support myself from falling so that I wouldn't fall so miserably …

It's just my knee, it's so fucking painful!

When I tried to climb out of the wooden frame under the stage, something touched my chest, but it made me fall into a deep fear again!

It was actually a sharp stone standing in the ground...

If I hadn't pushed myself to the ground with my hands just now, my chest would have slammed into the ground …

I can't imagine! Raising his head to look at the huge hole on the stage, he realized that it was actually a red dress and a woman's long hair that was suddenly hanging down …

F * ck! The female ghost really isn't dead. She wants to kill me again?

I immediately climbed out of the wooden rack, picked up the tea pot on the floor and opened it. I grabbed a handful of yellow powder …

However, the red figure was no longer on the stage. Could it be that I was hallucinating again?

"Ya ah …"

A shrill scream came from the distance, and I hurried to find the source of the scream.

It was the direction of the old hunchback's footprints. Throwing away the illusion, I ran a few steps forward. Looking in the direction of the footprints, I saw a tall village house with thick smoke rising a few dozen meters ahead.

Smoke?

I finally got to see the hunchbacked old man. Just as I wanted to go over, I felt that bringing my paper clothes and tea pot was a bit of a hindrance, so I gave these two items to a pit next to the stage to keep them safe.

I picked out a broken straw curtain from the ground and tried to cover both of them.

Looking at the piece of paper and the yellow powder in the pit, he couldn't help but think …

The reason why I didn't have a mental breakdown was because I faintly felt that I still had a backer. I thought that even if I were to encounter danger again, the mysterious person who helped me drive away the female ghost would definitely save me at the crucial moment.

That "Enter Corpse Village, want to live …" The letter must have been left behind by the mysterious person in order to guide me, step by step, to break the old hunchback's conspiracy …

With a little confidence in my heart, I crept up to the smoking house. I didn't scream again along the way, but just as I neared the rotten wooden door of the courtyard …

"Yiya …" Ah … "Ahh!"

Even more so, it was a series of painful screams that frightened me so much that I didn't even know how many times I jumped! He quickly retreated back to the wall and lay down.

The painful cries continued …

I could not help but listen carefully, but the mournful scream was exactly the same as the cry of a baby! Moreover, it was an extremely painful scream. The infant that was screaming must be suffering from torture!

Thinking of abuse, an image appeared in my mind. On the delicate neck of a beautiful baby, there was a swollen white head without a nose or lips. There were fine wrinkles all over my face, and there were dirt like black mud in the folds …

Could it be that this old man was turning a baby's head into the corpse of a black cat?

As I thought about the image of the hunchbacked old man torturing my baby, my anger rose, and I felt that I already possessed boundless power, spurred by a sense of justice.

If it was really that old bastard who mistreated infants, I would have directly bitten him to death!

He was so angry that he thought it would be best if he had a machete in his hand. After all, I can confirm that the hunchbacked old bastard is still human, not a ghost! There was no need to go back to get the yellow powder.

He was looking around for someone when he suddenly felt a scream that didn't stop. It sounded a bit different from an infant's cry …

It seemed that when a cat was about to lose its temper, its meowing was similar to this. It was just that it wasn't as miserable as before.

but it's not entirely impossible to rule out the possibility that it's a baby...

However, it was better not to be impulsive for the time being. It would be more disadvantageous for the victim if he were to continue charging in recklessly like this.

He decided to stealthily approach the house, find a hole and take a peek inside. It wouldn't be too late to make a move after seeing the situation inside …

Unable to enter through the gate, I walked around to the south wall of the courtyard and stepped into a gap in the wall.

I tiptoed along, my eyes fixed on the ground, afraid of kicking something in the dead grass...

I leaned into the house and moved a big water tank in the weeds, trying to stand up high so that my eyes could see through the high hole in the wall.

Although there were some cracks on the water tank, it was very forceful. I used my strength to push and pull, but there was no further cracks.

Trembling, I put my feet up on the edge of the tank and stood on tiptoe, my eyes level with the hole in the wall.

After that, the scene in the room that I saw was something that I had wanted to forget my entire life, but which I kept seeing in my nightmares …