Quick Transmigration: After becoming beautiful, I am numb

"Ghost! Ghost!"

"Don't bite me! Don't come over! Ahhhhh~~"

"Someone come! Help! There's a ghost!"

The lame man shouted like crazy, running and escaping.

But there was no way he could escape.

The lame female ghost jumped in front of him and bit him.

Arms, legs, and face... pieces and mouths, the lame man only felt heart-breaking pain and agony.

He finally realized what it meant to be cut into pieces and what it meant to be eaten alive.

"Ah~ahhhh~~"

The screams soared into the sky.

From dark night to early morning, I shouted all night long.

Not just him, several families in the village also made similar noises.

It wasn't until the rooster began to crow and the sky lit up with white light that the black shadows slowly withdrew from the "magnetic field".

"Ah~ have mercy on me~ have mercy on me~"

The lame man struggled desperately in his dream, while the man rolled randomly on the bed, and then fell to the ground with a thump.

"Ah~"

Another cry of pain.

However, this time the pain was clearer and more profound, as if it were real.

My forehead still hurts a lot.

The lame man opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were filled with shock, and he looked around in panic.

This is his home, surrounded by familiar furniture, furnishings, etc.

"Where's the ghost?"

"Where's that damn lame ghost?"

"……No!"

"Haha! I knew it was just a nightmare!"

Humph, where is the retribution from the underworld?

How could there be any evil spirits in this world?

When a person is alive, he is not afraid. How can he be afraid of a ghost?

"Mad, you actually fell off the bed!"

The lame man touched his forehead where it hit the foot of the bed and there was still a slight bulge.

"It's all that damn female ghost's fault! Oh, what the hell, I probably drank too much last night and couldn't sleep well, so--"

When the lame man thinks of female ghosts, he will think of his own experience of being hunted.

There is also the painful feeling of being bitten and devoured.

He quickly shook his head vigorously, supported the ground, and climbed up.

"Mad! Bad luck!"

The key is that after a long night of hard work, he was hungry.

My stomach growled.

The lame man cursed and cursed, not only to vent, but also to distract himself from being affected by nightmares.

I limped to the yard, scooped water from the water tank, and washed my face first to wake myself up completely.

Then he began to boil water for cooking.

He has been a bachelor for more than ten years. Although he has had "wives", due to his special nature, he simply cannot let those wives do the laundry, cooking and housework.

"Made, these women are also bitches. They have been treated so badly by me, and they still don't accept their fate."

How nice it would be to be his wife obediently.

This way, he won't be chained, let alone beaten... Well, okay, even if the woman is obedient, the cripple will still do it when he should.

Because not treating women as human beings has been engraved in his bones.

The lame man still felt aggrieved by this, "I'm not the only one who beats my wife. Isn't this the case for generations and every household?"

This is a rule passed down from our ancestors.

With a few clicks of a clank, Lame Man prepared rice and a pot of noodles.

He first served himself a large bowl and ate it with a slurp.

"I'm going to have to help the Third Family find someone today. Mad, these women are trouble."

On normal days, Cripple would have prepared some side dishes for himself.

It happened that something happened in the village last night, and they, the "young and strong" ones, had been tormenting them for most of the night.

This morning, everyone will be mobilized.

No one makes the rules, but everyone has a "tacit understanding".

Today the whole village helps the third child, and tomorrow the third child and other people in the village will also help him!

Their village is the most united. Otherwise, it would be impossible to hide people, conceal things, and fool the county staff!

After finishing his meal quickly, the lame man wiped his mouth and stood up to throw the dishes and chopsticks into the sink.

However, as soon as he stood up, he felt a chill.

brush!

The hair on my arms stood up, and there was a layer of fine goose bumps.

"Cripple! Cripple!"

"You killed me, I'm going to kill you!"

"Cripple, you are worse than a pig or a dog, you risk your life..."

The eerie and cold shouts seemed to come from hell.

The most terrifying thing was that the cool breeze and the sound were right behind him.

The ear on this side felt the breath of speaking.

The cripple's heart seemed to have stopped beating.

Click, click, click!

Like a special effects shot in a movie or TV show, the cripple turned his head stiffly——

"Ah~~"

"Ghost~"

The shrill screams were completely beyond the capabilities of a human being.

The voice is broken!

Bang!

The bowl in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

Such a sound did not scare away the ghost.

So, this is not a dream!

How could it not be a dream?

Where can there be ghosts in this world?

The cripple's cognition was completely shattered. His psychological defense was completely shattered.

He began to wave his hands desperately, "Go away! Go away!"

"Ah ah ah, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

The girl who was locked in the woodshed couldn't help being frightened when she heard the howling of ghosts and wolves outside.

Her face was bruised, her body was thin, and her eyes were filled with endless numbness and despair.

However, such noise still woke her up.

Her eyes finally moved, and then she got up with difficulty.

She strained to peer out through the crack in the door.

The crack in the door is not big, but you can still see a certain picture.

Although it is not comprehensive enough, some clues can still be gleaned.

"..."

The girl was speechless at first, "Is this beast crazy?"

He actually waved desperately at the air.

Then, the girl just vented her anger and said, "You deserve it! You'd better die crazy."

This is an evil ghost in human skin.

All the humiliation and abuse that girls experienced came from him.

If possible, the girl really wanted to cut this man into pieces.

Now it's just crazy, the girl is not enough.

"Ah! Spare my life! Spare my life!"

"Don't eat me! I was wrong! I, I deserve death!"

The lame man couldn't escape, and he was afraid that he would be eaten alive by the female ghost like in his dream, so he knelt down and begged for mercy.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts so much!"

The lame man knelt down, but still did not stop. He seemed to be under attack and tried desperately to dodge.

Then he was rolling on the ground in pain again.

By this time, the lame man could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality.

He was in a fantasy world where a female ghost was asking for his life.

Not only the lame man, but also many people in the village became crazy and talked nonsense after breakfast.

Some saw beauties who could dance.

Some were devoured by innocent people whom they had strangled with their own hands;

Some saw people who were not killed by them, but died tragically because of their "exposure", asking for their lives;

some……

What a scene of demons dancing wildly.

In such a large mountain village, even the young boys fell into the illusion of having their lives taken because they had done something wrong.

All of them are really evil.

Sure enough, no one is innocent.

Gu Qingcheng stood on the big tree outside the village, looking down at everything.

Finally, there was a person who still had some conscience, or he couldn't bear the torment of this illusion. After the "drug effect" wore off slightly, he crawled to the village committee.

There is a landline phone there.

It is the most reliable and direct way of contacting the outside world in small mountain villages.

"Yaoyaoling? I want to surrender. I was wrong. I shouldn't have exposed the little wife who escaped."

"Oh, help! I was wrong! I really don't dare anymore."

"Ms. Ghost, please, stop biting me..."

She was crying and howling, and her words were full of snake spirit.

The police officers were a little confused.

"This is the alarm call for Yaoyaoling. Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know! I'm fighting demon spirits! Come on, our village is full of female ghosts and child ghosts!"

"...Which village are you from?" The police officer asked with helplessness.

"XX Village! Woohoo, policeman, come quickly!"

He is a grown man in his thirties and forties, but he cries like a child.

Police officer: ...You're a fool! Your whole family is full of shit! I am a post-00s kid!

"Okay! Got it! We will arrange for people to go there!"

You must go to that XX village. If you dare to report a false police report, you will have to bear certain consequences.

Two hours later, a police car drove to XX Village.

"Hiss~~ It's a bit cold." What Shua A wants to say is: The yin energy is so strong.

"Isn't this strange? The temperature in the mountains is always low." Shu B said nonchalantly.

"It's summer now——"

Shu A muttered.

He also rubbed his arms, getting goose bumps.

It feels like the temperature is only around 20 degrees.

It's not exactly the temperature that midsummer should be.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and go to the village committee first!"

The phone number is the fixed number of the village committee. When the people come, they naturally have to go to the village committee to identify the person who made the call.

However, when the car drove into the village, the two sorghums realized something was wrong.

The whole village, men, women, old and young, seemed to be going crazy.

Crying and begging for mercy.

Some were rolling on the ground, and some were angry and yelling.

It was simply a chaotic dance of demons.

The key is that what they shouted shocked the two skunks.

The temperature was already "low", but now, after hearing so many horrifying things, the two skunks felt like they were trembling all over.

Shu A was angry and nervous at the same time, "Lao Zhang, please call."

Please help.

This time, it seemed that the two policemen could no longer solve the matter.

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