Phantom Skeleton Painting

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He Huaian couldn't understand it. He didn't fall asleep much until it was almost dawn, and he slept awkwardly for a short while.

It was dawn, the rain did not stop, and it seemed that it would not stop for a while.

Song Qingluo and Lin Banxia woke up very early. The two called He Huaian. After a brief wash, the three went to the dorm and saw the village head and his carefully prepared breakfast.

"The village chief." He Huaian said directly, "What did you do outside our window last night?"

The head of the village smoked his dry smoke. The faint smoke blurred his face. He vaguely said: "Afraid of you."

The man was really him last night. He Huai'an felt tight and said, "What can we do?"

"Remember the last few nights?" The village chief said, "I had a quarrel with my nephew. My nephew hanged himself in the yard and hanged at your door. I'm afraid that something will happen tonight. , Just come and have a look. "

This makes sense, He Huaian sighed.

"What are you going to do with that girl's body?" The village chief said, "Just leave it like that? It's unlucky ..."

He Huaian whispered: "When the matter is over, we will take her back."

The village chief said: "Then take her away today, otherwise you have to deal with the rules in the village." He said coldly, "The dead can't be placed outside, just leave it here, it will kill the living. of."

He Huaian looked at Song Qingluo and asked for advice. Song Qingluo casually sent the compressed biscuits in his hand and whispered: "Then you will send her back, by the way, supply some supplies and come back again- If you can go. "

"Good." He Huaian felt relieved.

"Do you eat this breakfast, I will take it if I don't eat it." The village head knocked **** the table.

On the table was a hearty breakfast, with steamed buns, pancakes, and thick boiled rice porridge with rice flavor, which is great for three people who haven't eaten well in a few days within Temptation. But because Song Qingluo told me not to eat the food here yesterday, no one moved.

Seeing that they were silent, the village chief took all the food and turned and left the yard.

Song Qingluo commanded: "He Huaian, you go to send Mu Xinsi's body back. Lin Banxia and I are going to check things. You should pay attention to your own safety."

He Huaian nodded: "Okay, Mr. Song, I will come back as soon as possible."

Song Qingluo said: "No, if you really can go out, you don't have to come back, notify the outside, and send at least four more people with weapons to come in."

He Huaian was slightly surprised: "Mr. Song, do you know what?"

Song Qingluo whispered: "Just guess, for insurance."

He Huai'an said well, got up and went out.

He does not know where Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo are going to investigate. This is not what he should care about. What he has to do is to follow Song Qingluo's order and do everything he wants to do.

Mu Xinsi's body was still in the bedding. He Huaian put on her rain gear, carried her on her back, and went towards the parking place with an umbrella.

The parking place was not far from the village chief's residence, on a flat ground behind the yard. He Huaian saw the car parked there from a distance through the rain curtain and pressed the car key in his hand.

But the lights were not on.

Seeing that He Huaian was cold for most of his heart, he couldn't help but speed up and walked towards the car. However, when he walked to the side of the car and saw clearly what happened in the car, he understood what Song Qingluo said: "If you can go."

The car was damaged by man-made damage, the window was smashed into a large hole, the dashboard was completely destroyed, and the steering wheel was also violently dismantled. The condition of the entire car is simply messy and impossible to start.

He Huai'an froze in place, he thought he came to this village, the biggest resistance to facing is heresy, but then he realized that Song Qingluo's idea was right, he must first face Yes, the villagers are full of malicious to them.

He Huaian turned his head and looked at the low building that was integrated with the rain curtain behind him. At this moment, he seemed to be able to see through the glass the pair of vicious eyes hidden in the building. People died sooner, in an irresistible accident.

He Huai'an carried the body silently and walked back slowly. The rain blurred his vision. He could only keep his head down and walk slowly on the muddy road. Perhaps it was because there was no hope of leaving. The way back was harder than when the road was coming. A lot of legs began to become heavy, and the muscles seemed to be filled with cement.

When he was about to reach the village chief's door, He Huaian suddenly felt a little cold. A drop of rain fell on the tip of his eyebrow, along the cheekbones, his jaw, and finally fell on his chin. He shook his head, trying to shake off the drop of water on the tip of his chin, but when he was swinging his head, he felt a breath of cold air spray on his ears. He Huaian's expression froze, and he turned his head to see the face of Mu Xinsi resting on his shoulder. There was no trace of blood on his face, which was bluish-purple-this is what the dead man should look like. He Huai thought desperately, he really hoped that the cold breath just now was an illusion he had produced.

Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo did not know what happened to He Huaian. The two left the village chief ’s house and went straight to Grandpa He ’s residence.

It was an unremarkable dirt house, and without the funeral procession, it seemed extremely quiet.

Song Qingluo knocked on the door first, and after a while, an old saying came out: "Who."

Song Qingluo thought for a while and said the name: "Jiang Ruonan."

"Ruo Nan?" A pair of wrinkled hands slowly opened the wooden door, then the old man of the He family exposed half of his face, and saw Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo standing outside, slightly surprised, and immediately colded his face and said: "What are you doing with me?"

Song Qingluo stretched out his hand and stuck the door. Although he looked delicate like a doll, his strength did not match his appearance. He said softly: "Some things I want to ask you."

"I don't have much to say." Then Mr. He looked very resistant.

"I haven't asked yet." Song Qingluo said.

The three of them stalemate at the door. Finally, the old man of the He family still compromised, snorted coldly, let go of Song Qingluo, and Lin Banxia followed, and entered the house.

At first glance, the house looked messy. There were herbs everywhere. There were Lin Banxia who knew him and others he didn't know. The house smelled of a strong and unique herb that was not unpleasant.

Although he entered the house, Mr. He didn't give them a good face. After sitting down beside the chair, he said nothing.

Song Qingluo didn't rush to ask questions, but turned around in the room, looking west, full of interest. In the end, Mr. He was impatient first. He knocked on the crutches in his hand and said, "What are you doing looking for me? Is it just that you just came to watch and play?"

Song Qingluo calmly said: "How many dead people are you in this room?"

Father He said angrily: "You can't control this!"

Song Qingluo said: "Or I ask another question, how many more do you want to pretend?"

Mr. He's face is green, if he is not old, it is estimated that he has stood up and started with Song Qingluo.

Song Qingluo didn't seem to see his ugly face, and said casually: "This rainy day has lasted for a long time. I have read the information before. You have experienced flash floods here. At that time, the village also rained for half a month. You said, as the rain continues, how long can the people in the village live, how long can you feed the so-called mountain **** with your life? "

Mr. He gritted his teeth and said: "Do you have any way? If you have a way, your companion will die so badly?"

Song Qingluo said: "Dead horses are regarded as living horse doctors. Anyway, they are all dead. Why don't we let us go to find ourselves? Why do you dirty your hands."

Grandpa He didn't refute, looking at his expression, he was persuaded by Song Qingluo.

"I just want to see the death records of the villagers." Song Qingluo said, "You should have the most complete here."

Grandpa He didn't speak for a while, and when Lin Banxia thought he would refuse Song Qingluo's request, he pointed a finger at a bookcase placed on the edge of the wall: "The book on the far right."

Song Qingluo quickly walked to the closet, pulled out the record, and quickly looked over.

Lin Banxia was next to him, and he followed Song Qingluo to look at the record. The record detailed the date, specific time, weather, and the cause and location of the deceased.

The first death was on March 11th. The weather was fine. The place of death was near the creek at the entrance of the village. The cause of death was accidentally slipping while washing clothes by the river, hitting a stone on the side of the road and breaking the spine. , Died on the spot.

This accident seemed to be the horn of death, and in the next few days, death began to spread like a dense mist towards the entire village.

Song Qingluo glanced at ten lines and saw it very quickly. Lin Banxia hadn't responded yet. He looked at Song Qingluo and took out the map of the village painted by He Huaian, and began to mark the map with the pen he carried.

The black dots are marked on the map dot by dot, dense and messy, at first glance, there is no regularity.

Song Qingluo seemed dissatisfied with this answer. He frowned, staring at the map in his hand, and his burning eyes seemed to stare into a hole.

Lin Banxia wondered: "It seems that there is no regularity, how do you make this expression?"

Song Qingluo said: "I feel something is wrong."

Lin Banxia thought about it for a moment and thought it was strange ...

The two stared at the map for a while, and Song Qingluo suddenly began to draw on the map again. Lin Banxia said: "What are you doing?"

Song Qingluo replied: "Let's look at the rainy and sunny days separately."

Lin Banxia suddenly realized that when the signs of rainy and sunny days were replaced by different symbols, the signs of sunny days formed a strange pattern. Lin Banxia is difficult to describe in words. If it must be said, it seems to be the eyes of a reptile. The raised pupil is the only stream in the village. Where the pupils are, the death represented by the pattern.

However, the patterns formed by the symbols of rainy days are not so regular, scattered scattered in all corners of the village, and no strangeness can be seen.

"Why? Why is this?" Lin Banxia frowned, "Is it because the rain caused the effect of that thing to weaken?"

Song Qingluo pondered: "No, it is not weakening, it is strengthening--"

Lin Banxia glanced at Song Qingluo and understood what he meant.

Indeed, it is not that the rain has weakened the effect of that thing, but it has been strengthened, because that thing has always been in the water. When the rain envelops the unknown thing and spills on the whole village, death becomes an irregular thing. And when the day is fine, only near the stream will be patronized by death.

In any case, the murky stream contains secrets that can save the village.

When Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo were talking, the old man He was always listening. It was not until the two reached a conclusion that he changed his face slightly and said, "Is it a problem with the stream?"

"It should be." Song Qingluo said, "If I remember correctly, your village is full of streams, right?"

Father He said: "Why did everyone drink, but only those people died?"

Song Qingluo said: "For specific reasons, I have to find out the thing and study it again." Then, the two of them put down their things and planned to go to the creek again.

Grandpa He saw them going, whispered: "The stream flows down from the mountain, the source is in a cave, there has been too much rain recently, and there is also water in the cave, you can't get in ... "

Song Qingluo said: "Then you have to take a look first."

Grandpa He stopped talking.

Lin Banxia saw his expression and said, "Master, do you have anything else to say?"

Father He is a little uncomfortable: "Isn't the mountain **** really angry?"

Song Qingluo said coldly: "How can there be so many mountain gods."

Grandpa He lowered his voice: "Are you living in the village head's house?"

Lin Banxia froze: "What do you mean by asking?"

Mr. He stopped talking, shook his head steadily, and mumbled something in his mouth. Lin Banxia couldn't hear clearly.

Song Qingluo was quiet for a while and considered: "Go and find something in the stream first, otherwise everyone will be unsafe."

Lin Banxia thinks about it too, so many people have died, and he still doesn't know what that thing is. It is best to control the thing first and let the death in the village stop. In this way, the villagers will not do excessive things, and their next work will be better carried out.

He and Master He inquired about the way up the mountain. Lin Banxia and Song Qingluo headed directly towards the cave.

At this time, the rain was slightly smaller, but the road up the mountain was still very difficult to walk. Under the scouring of the rain, the road was very muddy, and the steep mountain made every step very difficult.

Fortunately, Lin Banxia usually likes sports, so it's easy to climb up the mountain, but Song Qingluo doesn't like to get wet, he refuses to grab the wet grass next to him, and arrives at a relatively steep place Song Qingluo didn't come well, he wiped his hands on his clothes first, then stretched towards Song Qingluo: "Come, it's not easy to walk here."

Song Qingluo hesitated for a moment, but still grabbed Lin Banxia's hand. Lin Banxia pulled Song Qingluo over at once. He thought Song Qingluo should be quite heavy. After all, he had great strength. Yes, Lin Banxia hadn't responded yet, he had already reached himself.

"Go," Song Qingluo said softly.

Lin Banxia glanced at him, said nothing, and continued to climb up.

Mr. He said that you can find the cave from the foot of the mountain and up the stream. Because the stream is the only source of water in the village, it is also well taken care of on weekdays. Most of the time, no one went. They are young and it takes about an hour to climb up, but even if they find a cave, they may not necessarily find what they are looking for.

Lin Banxia didn't think much about these things. It wasn't until after he got there.

Along the way, the two were very silent. When the cave in the mouth of Grandpa He appeared in front of their eyes, Lin Banxia looked at the phone. They spent about forty minutes, which was slightly earlier than the planned time. .

Just like what He said, the cave is already filled with water. The shallower water level may reach the position where the lower leg bends. The water quality is not bad, but there are also many branches and leaves floating in it.

When Song Qingluo saw the water, he frowned again. Lin Banxia knew he didn't like water and said, "Otherwise you wait outside. Let me take a look first?"

"No." Song Qingluo did not agree, "You are too dangerous alone."

Lin Banxia said: "Don't you not like water?"

Song Qingluo pursed his lips: "Just don't like it ..." He hesitated for two seconds and made a decision, "Still go in together."

Lin Banxia wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw the firm expression in his eyebrows, he had to give up.

So the two picked up their trouser legs and walked into the cave carefully.

The further in, the darker the light, Song Qingluo took out a waterproof flashlight from his backpack for lighting. Lin Banxia walked behind and observed the surrounding while walking.

This is a very ordinary cave with a river in the middle and a renovated road on both sides. However, because of the rising water, the road was also flooded, and they could only walk inside with the water flowing. At first, the water could be seen to the end, the back was getting darker and darker, and the water underneath was turned into a dark black that was uncomfortable.

Song Qingluo's breath was lighter than usual, he lowered his head, his eyes seemed to search for something in the water. Lin Banxia joked: "Fortunately, this is a stream, otherwise what if there is something terrible snake or something in it."

Song Qingluo glanced back at Lin Banxia and calmly said: "Maybe we didn't see it." His skin was white, as if glowing in the dark, but his hair and pupils were pure black, as if It's a contradictory person who can **** all the light around ... Lin Banxia looked at his face and froze for a few seconds.

Song Qingluo didn't pay attention to what Lin Banxia was looking at, still staring attentively at his feet, and walked forward a few steps. He suddenly paused and said, "Can't go forward."

Lin Banxia said, "Huh?"

Song Qingluo said: "The water inside is too deep, like a pool."

Lin Banxia took a photo with a flashlight, only to find that the road was breaking ahead, and something like a reservoir appeared, which should be the source of the stream. Although it is still clear, the flashlight's light can only penetrate part of it.

Lin Banxia took a flashlight for a while and said, "Will the thing you said be inside?"

Song Qingluo said: "It is possible."

Lin Banxia thought for a while and said, "I'll dive in and see."

Song Qingluo looked at him and said nothing.

"I can't see anything like this." Lin Banxia said, "Looking at the water is not deep, I dived in to find out if there was anything special ..."

Song Qingluo was silent, and seemed to be considering the danger of letting Lin Banxia dive in. There might be any dangers in it, but otherwise, there seemed to be no other good way.

"Okay." In the end, Song Qingluo agreed with Lin Banxia's proposal. He handed the flashlight in his hand to Lin Banxia. "Just take a look, even if you see something, don't do it—"

Lin Banxia said with a smile, he bit the flashlight with his teeth, unbuttoned his shirt, and exposed his well-shaped upper body. He handed the shirt to Song Qingluo and vaguely said, "I'm gone."

Song Qingluo said: "Do you take off your pants?"

Lin Banxia thought for a while and shook his head so that he could not take it off. When he turned to jump into the water, he was pulled by Song Qingluo. Song Qingluo pointed to the flashlight he bit in his mouth: "Do n’t bite, take In your hand, the water here is not drinkable, you should try not to enter. "

Lin Banxia said, obediently following Song Qingluo's words.

He took a flashlight, turned around and jumped into the icy water. The small pool was not too big. Lin Banxia quickly dived to the bottom. The light was very dim underneath. The bottom of the pool is covered with a thin layer of sand, and there are things like dry branches and stones. Lin Banxia touched it for a while and found nothing, so he floated to the surface and changed his breath.

"Not found, have to look again." Lin Banxia wiped his face.

"Good." Song Qingluo stared at him.

I dived into the water again. This time, Lin Banxia searched more carefully. It was disappointing that he still found nothing. When he floated up, Song Qingluo saw that he still did not find it. Below, that thing should have been here for more than a month, maybe it was covered by sand. "

Lin Banxia nodded and dived into the water for the third time. He listened to Song Qingluo's suggestion, and began to dig his hands into the fine sand carefully, and in a moment, he made a new discovery. His finger touched a soft thing, not used around the cold and stiff sand, it was more like ... the texture of meat. Lin Banxia exhaled a sigh of relief and pushed the sand and stones towards the side. Soon, what was buried was exposed, and it was really a mass of meat.

To be precise, a mass of decaying masses does not know the torso of the creature.

This thing is huge, almost covered the entire pool, I don't know how long it has been soaking, the color has been made into a terrible pale by blisters, and the shape is also deformed and swollen. What Lin Banxia had just touched was this thing. If the average person would be choked to death immediately, fortunately, Lin Banxia stabilized and his movements froze for a moment. Then he floated to the surface of the water and gasped: "I found it, there is a very large rotten flesh underneath it, is it making a blame?"

"No, it's definitely not rotten meat." Song Qingluo's tone was lighter, if there was something, he was afraid of not finding it. "If you look for it, there must be something special."

Lin Banxia yelled, took another breath, dived again, and went straight to the carrion that he had just found. After digging hard for a while, he revealed most of the carrion, which is strange. Under normal circumstances, carrion will float up. The group of things do not know whether it is too heavy, but it sinks in the water. Lin Banxia groped carefully on it, wanting to find the special thing in Song Qingluo's mouth, I have to say that this touch is really amazing, sticky and soft, even Lin Banxia felt a little uncomfortable. He tried to restrain the weird discomfort, touched it for a while, and finally touched a hard thing in the soft bushes. Lin Banxia looked closely and found that it was a strangely shaped stone.

Is this stone? In the glimmer of the flashlight, when he saw this thing, Lin Banxia questioned in his mind, how could there be such a strange stone? Its appearance is hard and icy, shaped like a coiled snake, and there are scale-like lines on it, and the touch is very strange. The moment Lin Banxia touched it, he had an indescribable feeling. The cells all over his body seemed to scream, warning him to stay away from this strange object—

At the next moment, Lin Banxia let go of his hand, a series of bubbles spit out of his mouth, floated to the surface in awkwardness, and coughed loudly.