Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 435 Westwood Village [12]

The road to the village is paved with stones, and the gaps are covered with weeds, knee-high, withered and yellowed due to seasonal reasons.

Walking along the road, there are scattered houses, all of which are wooden houses with a sense of age. Some houses have already collapsed, overgrown with weeds, and full of desolate scenery.

Looking around, there is no life.

No one was to be seen.

The surrounding area was still eerily silent.

Mo Qing was walking on the road into the village, and suddenly felt a biting chill. From the corner of her eye, she caught a black shadow in the weeds beside the wall of a wooden house, but when she focused her eyes, the black shadow flashed past.

Incredibly fast.

Mo Qing's expression froze, and he immediately chased after him.

Except for the road into the village, the other roads were deserted. Mo Qing shuttled among them. Because he was not familiar with the terrain, he quickly lost track of the shadow.

"Ah—you startled me!"

At this moment, Mo Qing heard a familiar voice.

?

Confused, Mo Qing walked forward for a certain distance, and suddenly saw Song Yiyuan squatting in front of the door of a wooden house.

It was still dark, lit by an oil lamp.

Song Yiyuan was squatting beside a water tank washing rice, with a pressure cooker in his hand, except for some wrinkled and worn clothes, he didn't look injured at all, his face was fair and clean, and his hair was not messed up.

He didn't know who he was talking to: "There is only this little rice left, and I can only have porridge in the morning. I said... what did you just do?"

"..."

No one responded to him.

The wooden house building has two floors, the hall is in the middle, the wooden threshold is high and wide, there are rooms on the left and right sides, and an open small kitchen is added on the right side.

In addition to an earthen stove and a large water tank, the kitchen has only a few simple items.

Mo Qing observed Song Yiyuan's mental state, and after confirming that he was still normal, he walked directly into Song Yiyuan's field of vision.

"Teacher Song." Mo Qing shouted.

Hearing such a sudden sound, Song Yiyuan was taken aback and almost threw the pressure cooker away.

But soon, after seeing Mo Qing's appearance clearly, surprise turned into surprise.

"Mo Qing!"

Song Yiyuan put the pressure cooker on and stood up immediately.

"You're finally here!" He looked around and found no one else, "Where's Jiang Ke?"

Thinking of Jiang Ke who was thrown into the camp by himself, Mo Qing paused, and quickly changed the subject: "He didn't come. Why are you here? How late?"

After a second pause, she frowned again: "...Who were you talking to just now?"

"I--"

Song Yiyuan looked back.

He rubbed his hands, then took two steps inside, took out a small wooden stool and said, "Come on, sit down first, I'll tell you slowly."

Mo Qing didn't move, and looked at him quietly: "Let's just say that."

The person who suddenly disappeared in the thick fog reappeared in Xiwu Village a few days later, and still regarded it as his own home...

This is too evil.

Mo Qing could not let down his vigilance when he could not be sure that Song Yiyuan was fine.

Song Yiyuan was stunned for a moment, and finally understood, he simply sat down by himself: "The situation is like this..."

Song Yiyuan got stuck when he got up.

He blinked his eyes, looked at Mo Qing face to face for a few seconds, and then spread his hands: "As soon as I woke up, I arrived at Xiwu Village."

Mo Qing's expression became even more vigilant: "Awoke?"

"Really," Song Yiyuan raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, "I don't even know the process."

"When is it late?"

"He and I should have come together, but I just saw him once after waking up, and he didn't say anything. He introduced me to a friend and asked me to wait for you to come here." Song Yiyuan said.

"friend?"

Mo Qing tilted his head and saw the phantom falling from the side door.

"Yes..." Song Yiyuan nodded, reminding him vaguely and cautiously, "He...you may need a little mental preparation."

Mo Qing narrowed his eyes and said decisively, "Is he the monster in the fog?"

"No no no!"

Song Yiyuan said quickly.

But soon, Song Yiyuan became entangled again: "How to put it, I can't say it's not at all."

"Mother-in-law." Mo Qing said, "Call someone out."

"..."

Song Yiyuan was choked by her, and finally his brows drooped, and he turned his head to look at the side door.

"Abu, come out." Song Yiyuan said softly, "She is the friend I told you about."

Mo Qing raised her eyelids: "He knows. He lured me here."

The phantom falling from the side door moved.

Soon, the phantom came out of the darkness.

When Mo Qing saw it clearly, he froze for no reason.

It was a three-meter-tall, long-armed and long-legged, resembling a human being with far more than inherently human traits...human—if it could be called that at all.

His skin was dry, dark and tight, he didn't wear shoes, his clothes were tattered, he had facial features, but he couldn't relate to human beings, and the bright red blood-like eyes in his slender eye sockets made Mo Qing feel familiar and shuddered .

He looked at Mo Qing with naked eyes, full of curiosity and inquiry.

But Mo Qing could clearly feel something.

——Those were a pair of human eyes.

After a long time, Mo Qing slowly asked: "What is he?"

Song Yiyuan walked up to "Abu" and said, "Chi Shi said, he is a human. If those things outside Xiwu Village belong to monsters, then he is an existence between humans and monsters."

　I've been a little busy these two days, I'll make up for it when I get home tomorrow~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)