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Chapter 89 The Strange Idol

in the room.

The number of corpse spots on the old woman's body suddenly increased.

Wen Jiu Sheng's expression changed, he quickly ran to the kitchen, cut his wrist and released half a bowl of blood, his face turned pale.

But he didn't care about this, and immediately brought the bowl to the old woman and fed her half of the bowl of blood.

The spots on the old woman's face suddenly became less numerous.

"Mom, didn't I tell you not to go out?"

The old woman's eyes were dark.

"There must be someone to take care of you, mother will grow old."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Jiu Sheng, who was already pale due to excessive blood loss, turned red.

"No, mother, Sheng'er will always be with you."

At this tender moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Your mother is dead."

"who?"

Wen Jiu Sheng was horrified and quickly turned around.

The old woman's surroundings were even colder. She raised her hands, and at some point, her nails grew longer and shone with a black light.

Only then did Wen Jiu Sheng realize that at some point, a handsome scholar-looking man was sitting next to the table.

He stood up at this time and hurriedly wanted to carry his mother back to the bedroom.

But because he had lost too much blood just now, how could he hold the old woman in his arms?

Instead, he almost stumbled and fell.

Fortunately, although the old woman's movements were stiff, she took action very quickly and helped her son in an instant.

Next, she had a fierce look on her face, and the nails of her hands were like daggers, stabbing Liang Du directly.

But as soon as she raised her hand, she sat down on the ground with a plop, and then made the sound of metal and stone colliding.

"Kacha."

There was another sound of bone cracking, but the old woman felt nothing and didn't care.

Only then did Wen Jiu Sheng react, ran to the old woman's side, and looked at Liang Du carefully.

"Who are you?"

Just as Liang Du was about to answer, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the house. It turned out that it was the father and daughter from the breakfast shop next door who notified the city guard who was watching the night.

Wen Jiu Sheng couldn't help but his expression changed.

not good.

He looked anxious and gradually desperate.

At this time, the old woman's eyes were crazy, but under Liang Du's gaze, she could not move.

"People inside, listen, the sword has no eyes, you can catch me without any help, there is still a way to survive."

After waiting for a while and seeing that there was still no movement in the room, the city guard captain lost his patience and waved his hand.

The captain of the city guard is the temporary guard of Ye Zhensi. After all, the current situation in Liucheng cannot be controlled by ordinary people.

The whole team of city guards moved forward, and the captain took the lead, kicking open the door and holding a broadsword across his chest as a defense.

At the same time, he shouted: "If you resist, be strict..."

But then his voice stopped suddenly.

Because he saw someone.

He will never forget the figure who made the decisive move in front of Liucheng a few months ago.

As a subordinate of Si Xinquan in Yezhen, how could he not know Liang Du?

"grown ups!"

He immediately raised his hand to stop the city guard who came in from behind.

Liang Du knew that the city guard recognized him, so he nodded.

"I'm here. You continue to patrol. It will be dawn soon. Then go back and rest early."

"Yes, sir."

The city guards did not question this at all and led the team away directly, even a little excited.

This is the patron saint of Liucheng!

If he is here, what kind of weirdo dares to cause trouble?

When Wen Jiu Sheng saw the city guards leaving, he did not relax, but became even more nervous.

How could a man who could let Shiroi leave without even asking why was ordinary?

"How did your mother become like this?"

Be straightforward and straight to the point.

Hearing this question, Wen Jiu Sheng felt relieved for some reason.

He could finally reveal his heart, but this secret had already made him physically and mentally exhausted.

Wen Jiu Sheng lost his father when he was young. Mother and son have been dependent on each other for more than ten years, relying on her mother to work as a part-time worker to make ends meet.

This situation lasted until last year.

Wen Jiu Sheng successfully passed the Xiucai Examination last year, entered the county school, and received a student subsidy.

Coupled with the fact that Wen Jiu Sheng usually copied books to earn some extra money, life began to slowly improve.

But a few months ago, great changes occurred in Liucheng. Although the old woman did not die, she was still ill in bed.

Wen Jiu Sheng later took his mother to see many doctors, but he could only watch as she became haggard and terminally ill day by day.

That day, he was in so much pain that he secretly hid aside and felt sad, and finally fell asleep without knowing why.

In the dream, there was a voice that kept looping, saying that there was a statue of a god under the tree at his home, and he worshiped it day and night, which could save his mother.

After waking up, he saw an extra statue in his arms!

Wen Jiu Sheng read books from sages and sages, and Zi Bu talked about strange powers and chaotic spirits, which he instinctively rejected.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, except for the Chenghuang Temple and Taoist temples and temples reported to the government, private worship of ghosts and gods was not allowed.

However, thinking of his old mother, he secretly hid at home and prepared to worship the statue.

But when he brought the statue back, he found that his mother was already lying on the bed and not breathing.

In grief, he couldn't help but blame himself and cried while holding the statue.

"Didn't you say you could save my mother?"

He used too much force with his hands and was actually pricked by the corner of the statue, and his blood instantly soaked the statue.

At this moment, a burst of black smoke suddenly filled the statue.

Immediately afterwards, the old woman suddenly opened her eyes and could get out of bed and walk, as if she had never been sick.

Wen Jiu Sheng was naturally ecstatic, and after that he naturally worshiped the statue every day.

But after that, the statue's voice and smile gradually became more and more similar to his mother's, which made him feel panicked.

Moreover, after his mother was resurrected, she always had a strange smell, which became stronger as time went by, and she also had some dark spots on her body.

During the day, he dared not open the window because his mother liked darkness and humidity.

He couldn't help but be a little scared, but he didn't dare to tell others. He could only lock his mother at home and not go out.

Until one night, he heard some noises in a daze. When he walked to the kitchen and took a look, he was shocked.

His mother was gnawing on a corpse with green eyes. When he thought about the sudden increase in meat in the house these days, his face turned pale.

But, this is his mother.

Afterwards, perhaps out of anxiety or perhaps to atone for his sins, he began to help the city guards build city fortifications.

Moreover, this also provides a reason to close the doors and windows and prevent the mother from going out during the day.

However, he did not dare to eat the daily meal again. He had eaten it once and it was extremely delicious, but when he thought of the corpse in the kitchen, how could he still dare to eat it?

As time went by, the stench in the room became stronger and stronger, the mother's movements became stiffer and stiffer, and the statue's smile became weirder and weirder.

When Liang Du heard this, he already had concerns in his heart.

The source of all this is the statue invited by Wen Jiu Sheng.

Liang Du turned to look at the statue. The statue's face was lifelike at the moment, and the smile on its face made people feel chilled all over.

Why does this statue feel familiar?

Liang Du's mind moved, and the face on the statue was suddenly filled with fear, as if it had come to life, and then a phantom appeared.

The insubstantial face resembles that of an old woman.

"mother!"

Wen Jiu Sheng blurted out.


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