Xiao Hai suddenly bounced up, and his once lazy and lifeless eyes were filled with light.
"Walk!"
The two children were ignorant and fearless, so they quietly approached the thatched house while the adults were busy in the fields.
Don't underestimate the thatched house, not necessarily because of poverty. The old man's thatched house is just a big yard, with trees in the front, bamboo in the back, and a fence around it. There are three rooms in the whole thatched house.
Literati and poets have always liked thatched cottages. Thatched houses are warm in winter and cool in summer, and the thatched roofs need to be renovated every year. It is really not the work of poor families.
I quietly entered the yard and looked at the green peaches on the left. They were not yet ripe. I swallowed. Then I looked at the pears on the right. They hadn't grown up yet. I had to endure it a little longer.
It was broad daylight and the surroundings were quiet. Except for the two families on the east side, the old man's hut was a little far away from other houses, and few people usually came there.
At this time, everyone in the village had gone to the ground, the doors of every house were closed, and no one would come.
The two of them came outside the door. You looked at me and I looked at you. There was some excitement in the eyes, but also some nervousness. Even the little faces turned red.
The door of the house is locked and there is no way to enter through the front door. However, for the children, this is not a problem. Rural people are accustomed to raising dogs. Even if there are no dogs, there is a dog hole next to the door. A thin seven or eight-year-old
Boy, it's easy to get in.
The two of them got into the house one after another. Inside was a living room, which was divided into two halves, front and back. There was an Eight Immortals table and four stools on the left side of the entrance. On the wall was a black and white photo, which had turned yellow.
She is a woman in her thirties with a gentle smile. She is the old man's deceased wife. She died decades ago. Since then, the old man has been a widower with no children.
The back half of the living room is the stove room, filled with pots, pans, and water jars.
There are two doors on both sides of the living room, leading to the left and right rooms respectively.
The room on the west side is filled with sundries and farm tools, and the room on the east side is the old man's bedroom.
The two of them didn't care about other places, but rushed straight to the stove. What could a seven or eight-year-old child see? They looked around the stove again and again with big eyes and small eyes, but still didn't look at it.
Come up with a reason.
"How do you think he died?"
"Who knows! Anyway, when he was found, his head was in the stove! But there was no fire in the stove! The police said that there was no fire in the stove that night!"
"Wha...what?!"
Xiao Hai was shocked. He thought of the rolling reed stick again, and felt a chill down his spine and a numb scalp. In a daze, he seemed to see the old man, kneeling down beside the stove, with his head inserted into the stove.
Burning!
Xiaohai was so frightened that he stepped back and stepped on the firewood, making a crackling sound. He was so frightened that he ran towards the door.
"Xiaohai, Xiaohai..."
Little K also felt a chill running down his spine, with a look of horror in his eyes, and turned around and started running after him.
The roofs of thatched houses are very thick, and the eaves are relatively deep, so the lighting inside the house is not good.
In addition, the windows of farmers at that time were not big and had cross-shaped decorative strips, which resulted in poor lighting. In broad daylight, the house was dark.
Bang ~ bang ~
With two muffled sounds, Xiao Hai and Xiao K fainted and fell to the ground inexplicably!
A huge shadow shrouded the dark room.
"Is this kid stupid?"
In the shadows, a whisper came...
But Bo Shan didn't hear anything. As Xiao Hai fainted, he also fainted.
There is endless darkness in front of me, and I feel like it is spinning round and round, sinking endlessly.
"You came?"
Suddenly, a misty voice sounded, floating in the endless whirlpool.
"who?"
Boshan was startled, but he still couldn't see anything. Only something was slowly approaching deep in the whirlpool, getting closer.
Gradually it became clear that it was a man standing still, like a corpse, with his legs together and his hands close to his sides, and his head was charred black!
This...isn't this the dead old man?
Boshan's head buzzed!
"ah……"
The little kid screamed. He thought he was going to faint from fright, but he didn't faint. He just screamed and looked at the scary old man.
He didn't realize yet that he had fainted.
The old man opened his eyes, his eyes were scarlet.
"Give me my life, give me your life!"
"Ah...go away, go away! Mom...mom...go away..."
The child screamed miserably, but the old man still stared at him, and kept muttering "Give me my life".
"It wasn't me who caused it, it wasn't me who caused it, you... you go away..."
"It was you who caused it! If you had trampled on the reed stick, I wouldn't have died..."
Reed stick?
Boshan had a strange feeling. He couldn't control the child, but he could partially influence the child's thinking and behavior.
For example, when it comes to reed sticks, children aged seven or eight would be frightened when they hear this.
But that was not the case in front of me. This little kid actually started to analyze things seriously.
"You, you, you...were you killed by that reed stick?"
After analyzing for a long time, the little kid finally figured out the joints and asked the charred old man with a surprised look on his face.
"That's a devil! That's a devil! He's not a reed stick, he's a devil!"
demon?
This slap in the face immediately frightened the little kid out of his wits.
No, why does the devil want to harm this old man?
How could this demon become a reed stick?
"He said it was because I burned him with a match... Do you really think it was a reed stick? It just looked like a reed stick..."
The old man's horrifying, charred mouth opened and closed, revealing the remaining white teeth and red tongue.
But the more this happened, the more sober and calm Boshan became. His self-awareness seemed to be gradually returning, and he finally remembered something.
I came to the Zhaoling Realm, and under the temptation of the Nightmare Dragon, I found the lying stone, and came to the twelve-week star formation...
hiss……
The little kid's eyes flashed with adult eyes, he remembered!
There was a woman in the magic circle. She wanted to rush out of the magic circle, but four magic weapons were revealed in the magic circle, which pushed the woman back.
These magic weapons are god-level treasures!
Facing these god-level treasures, greed and desire surged in my heart, wanting to take them for myself, wanting to seize them at all costs!
He seems to have launched an attack on the magic circle!
He seemed to have heard Wu Li's cry, but he was indifferent.
"not good!"
Thinking of this, Boshan finally began to understand. The woman was sealed by this magic circle. She knew she couldn't escape, but she still tried her own body. Then, her purpose was very clear——
She just wants Boshan and the others to see these artifacts, and then become greedy, launch an attack on the magic circle, and help her break the magic circle!
A superpower who is sealed by such a powerful magic circle cannot be a good person, let alone a low-level cultivator. If he really breaks the magic circle and lets her out, these artifacts can fall into his hands.
inside?
Holy shit!
It's going to be bad!
But how did I remember these things? How did I wake up from the dream?
Boshan's pupils shrank, and while he was recalling the cause and effect, he looked at the old man's terrifying head and saw that his mouth was opening and closing, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Shut up! Get out!"
Boshan got angry, shouted loudly, and punched the old man.
Empty!
The fist actually passed through the old man's body without touching anything!
"Hehehehe...how did you find out?"
The old man's charred face smiled, and as he smiled, his mouth opened wider and wider.
As his mouth opened wider, his head began to tilt back, and he kept tilting back. His mouth became wider and wider, and his head above the upper lip actually tilted back behind him!
In this open mouth, a fresh head was born!
That is a familiar head.
"Xiao Hai... don't be afraid, mom is here..."
That head exudes a gentle smile, and the original lower lip is quickly fading away, from the lower lip to the neck, to clothes, to pants, and shoes, everything has faded away!
"Mom" took a step forward, and Boshan discovered that in front of him was Xiao Hai's mother. There was no difference in appearance, clothes, pants, and shoes.
The old man's belongings that fell to the ground spontaneously ignited without wind, turned into clouds of smoke, and disappeared!
"Mother……"
Xiaohai couldn't help but cry out.
"Good boy, Xiaohai. From now on, you are not allowed to run around without your mother's permission. Do you hear me?"
Her mother's voice was still gentle, and she raised her right hand, wanting to stroke Xiaohai's head.
Boshan took a step back unconsciously, avoiding his mother's touch. His eyes were filled with confusion and even pain.
"You...who are you?"
After struggling to ask the question, Boshan gasped loudly, as if the question exhausted all his strength.
"I'm mom. This silly kid started talking nonsense again. Let's go home with mom."
Mom took a step forward, wanting to grab Xiaohai's hand and go home. Boshan took another step back, and then another step, widening the distance between the two.
"Hmph! Are you the evil spirit sealed by the magic circle?"
"Magic circle? Evil spirit? What is this? Xiaohai, you don't have a fever, right? This child has been out in the wild for so long. Is he possessed by something evil?"
Mom pretended to have a serious face and spoke angrily.
"Now that I've woken up, do you think there's any point in doing this anymore?"
"Xiaohai, do you want this? Mom has found it for you, give it to..."
His mother still spoke gently and reached out to hand something over. Boshan glanced at the thing. He was stunned and his pupils shrank again.
Isn't that a reed stick?
One end was actually lit, and it was flashing like a firefly.
Boshan's scalp is numb. What on earth is this?
"Hmph! Yaoxie, you still want to bewitch me?"
"Kekeke...I didn't expect you to wake up so soon, Xiaohai, are you willing to kill your mother?"
"Mom's" smile changed, from gentle to charming. She looked at Bo Shan with charming eyes, looking pitiful.
Xiao Hai is indeed very entangled and in pain. That is his "mother", even if it is obviously fake, but she looks exactly like her mother, how dare he hurt her!
Boshan and Xiaohai were fighting and entangled with each other, while mother felt sorry for Chuchu and walked towards Xiaohai with a giggle!