I have a secret in my left eye

Xiaoliu rushed out and noticed that his companions were a little struggling, so he scanned the room and touched the hatchet in the corner, and chopped it down when he saw the right moment. Zhengzheng seriously injured that inhuman thing.

Taking advantage of its slow movement, everyone ran out of the courtyard anxiously without hesitation, plugged in their car keys and began to flee.

The car was driving rapidly on the long road, as if it was trying to break through the prison of night.

Several people felt a little uneasy, and they also had a lot of questions that they didn't understand.

What kind of village did I go to, and what kind of monster did I meet? Where did it come from and why is it here? Are they still human?

Looking at the empty night, the hearts of several people were filled with solemnity.

Not long after it was quiet, Xiao Wu suddenly felt that several people were breathing quickly and asked urgently: "What's wrong? You guys?"

"Look ahead."

A horrific scene suddenly appeared in front of the car. Under the pale light, countless struggling figures emerged from the graves on the roadside. There were low roars that made people tremble in their hearts. The strangeness of this village struck everyone with a majestic force that was almost overwhelming.

"Damn, what kind of monster is this?"

Xiao Si cursed, a little anxious about the plight of several people, this was obviously a deadlock.

The reason why I say this is because the road their car is going to pass is right next to the cemetery, and the monsters that are constantly crawling out are blocking the middle, making it impossible for them to get out.

They have endured it for so long, and now they are still blocking the way? A sense of violence rose in their hearts, and several people felt a little annoyed. Whatever the hell you guys are? Today, they all must and will definitely escape!

Xiaosi increased the accelerator and drove the car forward hard, trying to get over. The car was having a hard time driving on the road. The clear squeaking sound of tires pressing over obstacles is heart-warming.

The three of them tried their best to control the tension in their hearts. The time was so long that it was almost a long torture. At this time, even the slightest movement will touch their sensitive nerves.

Although they had unlimited expectations in their hearts that they could escape this disaster smoothly, reality gave them a blow in the head.

More and more corpses were clinging to the car glass, and all kinds of ugly, twisted, and disgusted figures followed them, making people feel subconsciously nauseated.

There was no way to go on like this. Xiaosi told the two of them to guard the paintings in their hands, and walked out resolutely with a hatchet in hand.

The wind is rustling and the water is cold, which makes it feel quite tragic.

The two people in the car watched nervously what was happening in front of them: the person who was hit by the hatchet in Xiaosi's hand only paused for a second, and then continued to pounce on him, his clothes torn by the sharp blade. , revealing an even more shocking scene.

On the exposed skin, a vertical red blood line was exposed in the middle of the back. It seemed to be buried under the skin tissue, integrated with the flesh and blood, and ran through the entire back.

Xiao Si's heart felt cold, and with secret thoughts, he saw the right moment and opened the clothes of these guys. Without exception, blood lines ran through their bodies, as if they were suddenly infected with a contagious disease, or maybe, too. A curse?

While thinking, more and more guys gathered around. Sweat broke out on Xiaosi's forehead. There was no other way. They had to leave immediately. Otherwise, they would never leave the village today.

Before he set off, he promised Mr. Ding that he would take them back safely, and he could never break his promise.

"Drive quickly and leave with the painting! Otherwise you won't be able to leave! Hurry!"

What about Xiaosi? What should he do? Xiao Wu was worried. He looked at the lonely figure and suddenly understood what he meant.

"Xiao Si!"

Xiao Si did not turn around, and the knife in his hand never stopped for a moment.

"Bring the painting to Mr. Ding! You two bastards, please go back to me safely!" Xiaosi... he is really

Ignoring the mist in his eyes, Xiao Wu made up his mind, held the steering wheel tightly, stepped on the accelerator and drove out. You can still hear the roars of those guys from behind the car, and even screams of pain.

When Xiao Liu, who was holding the painting in his arms, heard this familiar voice, he suddenly panicked. The terrifying scene he had seen before was still lingering, and he was a little nervous. He shouted to Xiao Wu impatiently. Said: "Quick! Drive back quickly! Hurry!"

Xiao Wu didn't seem to pay attention to his emotions at all, looking at the road ahead without saying anything.

"You heard it all, right? That's not the cry of those guys, it's Xiaosi! He needs us! Turn around quickly, or it'll be too late! Hurry!"

Xiao Wu let him yell, looked straight ahead and said calmly, "It's impossible."

Xiao Liu felt sad and shouted, "Impossible! You are just a coward, accustomed to being greedy for life and afraid of death. Have you forgotten who helped you in the first place? Now when Xiao Si needs us, why do you Backing down! Coward! Shameless!"

Of course he would never forget that when they were in trouble, it was Xiaosi who stood in their way. It's Xiao Si, who has been taking care of them like a real brother. It was also Xiaosi. When he was at his lowest point, he gave him a hand and said, "Follow me from now on, I will protect you."

Xiao Wu, who was feeling sad inside, finally couldn't help but explode after Xiao Liu tried to grab the steering wheel several times. His emotions suddenly came out.

"Don't be crazy! Why do you think Xiaosi died? It was for us!"

"If we have the ability, everyone can survive without anyone having to make sacrifices. Xiao Si obviously did this for us to survive. If you still have some conscience, let him put this matter aside When you're done, don't waste his good intentions, and take this painting to Mr. Ding safely."

Xiao Liu leaned against the back seat dejectedly, feeling a little depressed.

Xiaosi, you are so stupid.

It was quiet inside the car.

The road finally went smoothly, the car was flowing smoothly, and they would be able to leave here soon. You can leave this ominous village.

However, this is probably just a sweet dream.

What happened next seemed to speed up, so unreal.

Just when they thought everything was safe, a large group of guys suddenly jumped out and surrounded their car.

This time, faced with the same choice, the person he had just called a coward walked out and said, Xiao Liu, Xiao Si and I rely on you. You must go back safely with your paintings, burn some more paper money for them during the holidays, have a drink together, take the time to come and see them, don't forget that they are brothers.

Xiao Wu's head was bitten off, just like that couple, and probably the same as Xiao Si who had never seen him last.

However, even they can't escape this dead situation, what else can they do?

He ran with the painting in his arms for an unknown amount of time until he was so tired that his legs lost all feeling and he could no longer stand firm. You might as well just wait here to die. Thinking about it, he lay down directly, no longer caring about the painting in his hand, and let it fall out of the box.

Is it worth it for this painting? Xiaoliu opened the painting and laughed at himself. Because he was on the verge of death, he didn't feel scared at this time.

Looking at the solemn scene of the fairy descending from the painting, I closed my eyes tiredly. There was a rustling sound coming from far and near in his ears, telling him how far away he was from death.

Then came a long period of darkness.