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Chapter 3 He's a Ghost

I followed him. Although I didn't say anything on the surface, I started to curse in my heart.

Are we going so damn slowly? We can't get out!

We were like headless flies, wandering around the mountain for who knows how long, but no matter how fast or slow we were, we couldn't find the way down the mountain.

That road... seems to have disappeared.

The sky quickly darkened, and the fog became thicker than before.

Everyone looked ugly. If they couldn't get out, they might have to spend the night in the mountains.

Everyone looked terrified at the thought of spending a night with the woman who died tragically.

It was at this time that the person walking in front suddenly shouted.

"Look, is that Ma Dapao?"

Everyone looked up and saw two figures, one large and one small, staggering over. One of them was the Ma Cannon who had disappeared before!

"Damn it, I thought you had gone back!"

The village chief scolded him: "Hurry up and come with us! This Wuxie gate is tight!"

Ma Dapao was no longer afraid at this time. He walked over with a smile and said: "Village Chief, you are too slow. I have been back for a long time. If my brother hadn't insisted on dragging me to play, I still wouldn't have met you...

Erba, call the village chief!"

As he spoke, he touched the child he was holding.

The child seemed to be very afraid of strangers. Instead of calling anyone, he shrank behind Ma Dapao.

"Forget it."

The village chief was probably not in the mood to argue with a child at this time. Hearing this, he waved his hand: "Stop talking nonsense and go home quickly."

"Okay, I'll show you the way."

As Ma Dapao said, he turned around and walked to the front with the child.

I followed behind for a while and found that there was no movement. When I subconsciously looked back, I realized that the village chief and the others were lagging far behind.

What are you doing? Didn't you say you want to go back quickly?

I couldn't help but stand there and stare at them.

Soon, the village chief walked not far from me.

At this time, I heard him ask a person next to him: "Are you sure? Is he really dead?"

"Really!"

The man was almost crying and was trembling as he spoke: "It's been almost ten years since Ma Dapao's brother died. I even helped their family during the funeral..."

My heart skipped a beat...could this kid be a ghost?

I couldn't help but turn my head and take a look, and then I discovered that the child was actually wearing a pair of toad shoes!

Cold sweat broke out on my back.

The so-called toad shoes are actually cloth shoes embroidered with golden toads for giving gifts. Although these shoes are not expensive, ordinary people never wear them.

Only when someone in the family dies, they will buy it back and put it on, which means that they will be reborn into a wealthy family in the next life.

In other words, this child is obviously not a living person.

Otherwise, his family would never let him wear such shoes!

"Listen to me, stop talking now!"

The village chief had obviously seen the big world, he responded quickly and made a decision immediately.

He whispered to everyone: "Let's slowly distance ourselves from him and make the movement quieter. With such a heavy fog, he will definitely not be able to notice it for a while!"

When people are in a panic, they always subconsciously obey the arrangements. After the village chief said this, everyone immediately followed suit.

Seeing this, I followed him.

The group of people quietly retreated for almost twenty meters, and the village chief suddenly whispered: "Run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately ran away!

No one wants to fall behind, because it is very likely that the horse and cannon will catch up, and whoever is further behind may die.

No one wants to die. In this case, each of us runs faster than the other.

I don't know how long I ran like this, but suddenly there was a scream from ahead!

"Big, big cannon!"

I thought Ma Dapao was catching up, and I almost died of fright, so I immediately prepared to turn around.

But before I could make a move, there was another scream!

"Village Chief! Village Chief! Ma Dapao is dead!"

died?

My steps suddenly stopped, and I walked over breathing heavily.

Following the village chief and the others to the edge of the cliff in front, I saw Ma Dapao, who was dying.

He obviously fell from where we were standing, and his whole body was bruised and bloody. There was a hole in his head and one of his feet was broken.

Everyone looked at each other and felt a little chilled in their hearts.

Because the way Ma Dapao died... was exactly the same as that woman's.

again!

This matter is indeed not over yet!

At this moment, I felt extremely terrified.

"Hey, why are you here? Didn't you say you wanted to go back with me?"

Just when everyone was in a panic, Ma Dapao's voice suddenly came from behind.

I turned back in a hurry, and then I saw a shadow covered in blood emerging from the thick fog and slowly walking towards us.

It was also holding a child in its hand, which was the Ma Erwa I saw before!

"Hey, you guys ran too fast. It took me a lot of effort to catch up."

Ma Dapao walked out of the thick fog. He was covered in blood and had a weird smile on his face: "My brother said he wanted you to play with him..."

Ma Erwa stumbled over to him at his words. I lowered my eyes and felt my heart skip a beat.

His face was completely rotten, maggots were going in and out of his nostrils and mouth, and yellow pus was dripping on the ground. He looked like a monster!

What the fuck...

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted something, and the village chief and others immediately ran away and disappeared.

But I really couldn't run anymore, so I felt anxious and stumbled back.

What I didn't expect was that the kid suddenly sped up.

He caught up with me in a few steps and directly grabbed my pants with his rotten palms.

To be honest, if I hadn't been so tired from running, I would have almost peed myself.

The strong corpse smell on his body made me dizzy. I kept kicking him and yelling: "Don't come over! Don't come over!"

But the kid didn't respond at all. He climbed up along my clothes and grabbed my neck!

I struggled for a while, but I felt that he was extremely strong and was no match for me.

After only resisting for less than a few dozen seconds, I fainted under the dual threat of suffocation and fear.



I don't know how long it took.

When I woke up from my coma, it was already dawn.

Perhaps because of God's blessing, the sun is very bright today and the fog has dissipated by now.

I don't know why the Ma brothers didn't harm me, but I don't dare to stay here any longer, so I immediately got up and walked down the mountain along the road.

Maybe it was because I lost my direction while running in the heavy fog yesterday. After walking down the mountain road, I realized that this was not Wantian Valley anymore.

I didn't dare to run around in the mountains. I didn't pay attention at the moment and didn't know what to do.

Perhaps my fate was not deserved, but after a while, I bumped into an old man chopping wood.

The old man was surprised to see me in such a mess. After learning that I was a 'lost tourist', he enthusiastically offered to lead the way.

I thanked him profusely and followed him down to a small village.

Compared with our villagers in Wantangou, the people here are like living thunder feng. They are so enthusiastic that they not only entertained me with a meal, but also lent me a phone to contact my family.

It was precisely because of this that I finally contacted my dad.

"Where have you gone? Why has no one answered the phone at the village chief's house? Is he with you?"

The moment the call was connected, my father asked a lot of questions.

I was stunned when I heard this: "Have the village chief and others not gone back yet?"

"What?"

My dad seemed a little anxious: "Are you really with him? Didn't I tell you to stay at his house and not leave?"

I thought to myself that I just didn’t want to leave at that time, so they would have to take me away!

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard my dad say: "Damn, why is it so foggy... Come back quickly, I'll wait in the village..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden noise on the phone, and then it turned into a busy signal.

fog?

Thinking of the ghost mist that kept us wandering around the mountain for a long time, and the Ma brothers who appeared in the ghost mist, I suddenly panicked, fearing that something was wrong with my father.

I returned the phone and immediately started walking back.

In fact, the two villages are not far apart, and with someone guiding me, it only took me two hours to arrive outside the village.

But when I got there, I hesitated.

Fog, fog everywhere.

The heavy fog completely shrouded the entire village, no more and no less, drawing a clear boundary at the entrance of the village, as if there were two worlds.

What frightened me even more was that the ground near the village entrance was actually covered with bright red five-finger handprints.

I thought about it, and I seemed to see many villagers rushing out, being dragged back one by one by the ghosts in the thick fog.

"father!!!"

I suddenly became anxious and shouted loudly inside!

It was at this moment that a shadow suddenly appeared vaguely in the mist.
Chapter completed!
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