polar demon

Chapter 1

"Have you heard? Someone died again yesterday. It was the daughter-in-law of the Li family. She went crazy at night, muttering that her dead husband was calling her. Before her family could stop her, she ran out at night. This morning her family When we found her, she was already dead, I heard that her body was torn apart, and she also had a layer of white hair."

"Not only the Li family, but also the three brothers of the Yang family in Jiqi village outside the city. They were drunk last night and went out to check when they heard a baby crying outside the village. They never came back. People in their village searched for a day and couldn't find them. Everyone, they all went to the city to report the crime to the government just now."

"Hey, if you add it up like this, maybe more than a dozen people will die this month? It's only the beginning of the month. If this continues, I don't know when it will end."

"Early this morning, I saw Li Yuanwai's family driving away. I heard that they were going to move out of Taiping Town and never came back again. The rich and powerful people have gradually moved away. How can we common people survive? what?"

There are few pedestrians on the desolate street, and there are a few elderly people sitting on the side of the street chatting sadly. The autumn wind turns and rolls up pieces of yellow leaves, like old yellow talismans, floating in groups.

Jiang Yuan walked quickly across the street, he had no time to listen to the old people chatting.The sky has become terribly gloomy, and it looks like a rainstorm is coming.

Jiang Yuan is nineteen years old, with deep eye sockets and a straight nose. Although he has nothing to do with being handsome, he still looks quite refined.It's just that the look of exhaustion and confusion at this time makes the whole person even more shabby.

There are still a few yellowed ancient scrolls in the bamboo basket on the back, but obviously business is not good today, and none of the books can be sold. It seems that dinner can only be those two cold and hard steamed buns.

In the blink of an eye, it has been five days since he came to this world inexplicably.

From an office worker who has achieved nothing and is playing games, suddenly turned into a poor scholar who has nothing to eat and can hardly eat. This kind of transformation has still been difficult for him to accept.

This seems to be a world similar to ancient China, but it is full of mysteries and weirdness.
A month ago, when the merchants and shop assistants in the city came back to receive the goods, it was already night, and they saw two red lanterns hanging high in a dark place in the forest.The man ran away in fear, but the businessman insisted on checking, and no one has seen the businessman again since.

Half a month ago, 21 members of four families in Lupo Village in the west of the city died tragically in the village. Most of the corpses lost their brains.The case was a sensation, and the government sent people to investigate the case. For some reason, the two policemen suddenly went mad, drew their swords and fought each other, and both died.

Three days ago, a person in the night market suddenly shouted in horror, saying that he saw a headless person passing by slowly, but even though he was close at hand, no one else saw him except this person.The next day, the person died on the bed at home, and his head disappeared.

Jiang Yuan has heard enough of such rumors, especially in the past few months, weird and terrifying things have emerged one after another, and they are becoming more and more frequent. People in Taiping Town are already in panic.

"Boom!"

A thunder resounded across the ground, and Jiang Yuan couldn't help speeding up the pace of going home.

When passing through an alley, I saw two people from Mingzhuang carry out a corpse wrapped in a straw mat from the alley. When the strong wind came, they lifted the straw mat with their feet, revealing a face full of maggots.

"That's the beggar I saw yesterday"

Jiang Yuan's heart skipped a beat when he saw the face of death:
"It's been less than a day since he died, yet he's already rotted so badly?"

The corpse collector threw the corpse wrapped in straw mats on the cart, and then pushed the dead man away slowly with no expression on his face.

Jiang Yuan frowned even deeper:

"In this turbulent situation, I have become such a poor scholar. I don't even have food and clothing, let alone the power to protect myself. I don't know if I will be carried away like this tomorrow."

Now Jiang Yuan not only has no relatives, but is even so poor that it is very difficult for him to live.

The family can be said to be barren, and the only property is a pile of books.The owner of this body originally planned to rely on reading to gain fame, so he valued those books more than anything else.

But now, Jiang Yuan has to rely on selling books to fill his stomach.

While feeling sad, a round object suddenly rolled to Jiang Yuan's feet.

It was a ball made of rattan, with a red knot tied on it.

Jiang Yuan leaned over to pick up the takraw ball, turned his head, and saw a pretty little girl with shofar braids standing in a dark alleyway, staring straight at him with big eyes.

"This is yours?" Jiang Yuan shook the rattan ball in his hand at the little girl.

The little girl was wearing bright red and green clothes, grinning at Jiang Yuan in the shadows.

Jiang Yuan walked into the alley, squatted down in front of the little girl, the high walls on both sides almost blocked the light from the alley.

"Give it back to you!" Jiang Yuan handed the takraw ball to the little girl.

The little girlfriend didn't even look at the sepak takraw ball, she was still looking straight at Jiang Yuan.

"I don't want it," she said, "I want you!"

suddenly!

I saw that the little girl's face was rotting quickly, the thick yellow corpse water flowed from the sticky hair to the bridge of the nose, and the fair skin also turned black, like a moldy apple.She opened her purple-black mouth, and fine fangs could be seen in the black water gushing out.

A cold and strange breath rushed towards his face in an instant.

She stretched out her hand suddenly and grabbed Jiang Yuan's face.

The little girl's hands were as cold as ice, and half of Jiang Yuan's face was numb in an instant.

Jiang Yuan's hair stood on end, and he sat down on the ground in fright.

When I looked again, the dark alleyway was empty, and the little girl disappeared in an instant.

"Just now. Was it a hallucination?"

And the sepak takraw ball is still in his hands!
A clammy cold rose from the depths of Jiang Yuan's heart, and he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Hastily throwing away the takraw ball in his hand, Jiang Yuan quickly left the alleyway.

After walking out of the dimly lit alley and returning to the street, the cold air seemed to be a little lighter.

Jiang Yuan was frightened and walked quickly, but almost bumped into a passerby.

"Do you have long eyes?" The passer-by cursed angrily.

Jiang Yuan was in shock and had no time to entangle, so he hurriedly apologized:

"Excuse me."

However, the passerby suddenly seemed to see a ghost, pointing at Jiang Yuan's face and hissing in horror:
"That's a ghost. Ghost handprints!"

Jiang Yuan couldn't see his face, and didn't understand what the passer-by meant.

"He hit an evil!" Passers-by yelled in horror, while quickly backing away from Jiang Yuan, "He hit a ghost!"

Jiang Yuan wanted to step forward to ask for clarification, but the passers-by were so frightened that they turned their heads and ran away.

The few passers-by on the street were attracted by the cries from here, and they all looked towards Jiang Yuan.

Seeing this, the faces of the passers-by changed drastically, and they scattered around in fright as if seeing a plague god, and whispered at the same time:
"That person has ghost prints on his face! He won't survive tonight!"

"Let's stay away from him! Don't be contaminated by his bad luck, or you will harm yourself!"

"He looks so young and I don't know which family he is the son of. He was so unlucky and he was about to die at a young age, hey"

Jiang Yuan's heart seemed to sink to the bottom of the cold river, he didn't know what was on his face, could it be related to the scary little girl just now?
Pedestrians around looked at Jiang Yuan with fear and pity, Jiang Yuan couldn't bear such eyes, he covered his face and left in a hurry.

When he came to a small ditch, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but squat down and look at his face under the water.

In the reflection of the slightly rippling water, on the right side of his cheek, a black and small five-finger handprint clearly appeared on it.

He couldn't help thinking of the words circulating in the town:

Those who run into evil spirits will be marked, and in the middle of the night, demons and ghosts will come to the door to seek the mark and take their lives, and no one will be able to see the sun the next day.

Jiang Yuan felt cold all over his body. He hurriedly picked up water from the ditch to wash the black handprints on his face, but even if his skin hurt, he couldn't wash it off.

That thing seemed to seep into the flesh.

"What did I do. Why should I be treated like this!"

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(End of this chapter)