"We need to communicate with each other and get information from the villagers," Zhou Yan said. "Your girlfriend, if I guess correctly, broke some rules during execution and died. I heard her scream in a villager’s house."
Yellow hair eagerly asked "what do you hear! See what! "
Zhou Yan: "I heard her scream and a row of black footprints appeared on the road. She should have been put up with some kind of punishment and ran outside but finally disappeared."
Yellow hair and red eyes slumped in the chair.
"There are some laws in this village that touch taboos, and her death is also a warning to us." Zhou Yan took a look at Huang Mao apologetically and continued, "The feudal custom acquired in Huaishui Village today is probably a necessary rule for us to be born with. If we violate the rules, we will be punished."
"I wrote that I have to close my eyes when I go to bed late," Huang Chunling said with concern.
"I have to scoop rice twice, and once I give it to the dead." Mian’s face turned white with fear, believing that something terrible had happened to him in that villager’s home.
……
Everyone has said that they have obtained the feudal superstition database, which is some incredible taboos.
"Wei Xing, what are your taboos?" Zhang Wenwen looked at Wei Xing covered in water stains. His face seemed strange.
Wei Xinggang wanted to talk, but he covered his neck and shook his head in confusion. He felt as if something had grown in his throat and he was out of breath.
"Ahem!" Wei Xing coughed so hard that he wanted to spit out the blockage that blocked his throat. His face suddenly turned red, and then he wanted to induce vomiting by pressing his fingers against the base of his tongue.
"Oh-"
"Wei Xing! What’s the matter with you! " Zhang Wenwen held him in front of her, and her eyes were full of panic and she shouted eagerly, "Wei Xing, what’s wrong with you! What happened! "
At this moment, Wei Xing said that his head was gradually moving and his whole face was slowly moving towards the sky. He began to open his mouth as wide as he could, but his eyes were widened to the limit in horror. The whole eyeball was almost protruding and his face was covered with bloodshot red silk.
It seems that some inexplicable force is making him open his mouth against his will.
The veins stood out on his neck suddenly and violently, like earthworms, surging in his skin like a living thing, and dense blood spots gradually appeared in his throat, finally forming a very complicated dark red spell.
You need to look at the spell to realize that the pattern contains malice and resentment, which is a spell mixed with several sorceries.
Wei Xing’s throat rolled, and everyone could clearly hear him when he seemed to want to say something.
Taba dislocated.
And his mouth is still growing up indefinitely, and the corners of his mouth are torn, revealing bright red tender meat and sticky blood flowing from his wound, as if an invisible hand had broken his mouth hard.
Zhang Wenwen let go of him screaming and looked at him with fear on his face.
After the scene, everyone present couldn’t help but feel numb.
Bloody five fingers stick out from his throat and gently put them on his blood-soaked teeth. This is skinned. Five fingers can see the dense bones covered with flesh and blood, and the blue and purple meridians are chugging.
And his left hand, like a ball being deflated, began to shrivel slowly, leaving a drooping and disgusting skin.
The yellow skin is like his coat. Wei Xing is slowly taking off his skin against his will.
At this time, a whole red arm with faded skin has been stretched out in the big mouth, and it blindly shakes five bloody fingers in the middle of it, stretching as if to catch something and spill a little blood on the ground.
Then his other bloody arm also came out of his mouth, and two red arms with faded skin came out of his cracked mouth, and at the same time, he stretched out his tortuous arms and grabbed his torn mouth from both sides. Like taking off a skin, he pulled Wei Xing’s whole skin from his mouth.
The skin on the face, neck, chest and legs was stripped one by one by those bloody hands in sequence.
Along with the friction of mucus, the yellow fat block also fell into a pool of blood, and with the blood hand gradually peeled off the skin, a soft, collapsed, fleshy leather case accumulated in a pool of blood.
Two round eyes, without eyelid support, also fell on layers of breathing skin.
Wei Xingyu, who was skinned by himself, is a bloody body. He seems to be still alive. He doesn’t sob in his throat. He looks out at the door and seems to want to say something to the world before he dies.
I took a few steps forward without knowing the pain and finally fell to the ground.
[ding! Vice player, please pay attention that the difficulty of player Wei Xing’s death is increased by 5%. Please continue to work hard to protect your companions! 】
The unified sound sounded in everyone’s mind.
But none of them dared to speak, and they were so frightened by this horrible scene that even Zhang Wenwen held his mouth tightly and shouted out.
No one can be calm when witnessing a fresh life die in such a tragic way.
This vice is more terrible than everyone imagined. In just a few hours, two teammates died in such a tragic way.
And it’s so weird and terrible that you die by cursing.
Jisixian also turned pale with fear. He repeatedly stepped back and was knocked down by the foot of the bed. The whole person fell on the bed, and his lips trembled so horribly that he couldn’t even send a sound, leaving him breathing like a bellows.
"Classmates, the villagers and I have cooked a big glutinous rice ball. Every time we worship our ancestors, we have to eat our stomachs. Are you hungry?" Hu Ling sounded like an oriole from outside the house.
Hu Ling is still wearing shiny braided hair bright eyes against the flickering candlelight and holding a steaming soup bowl in his hand.
When she saw the horrible flesh and blood, she immediately knocked over the dumplings in her hand and screamed, "Ah-"
When the dumplings in the bowl fell to the ground, Huang Chunling couldn’t help vomiting when she saw them. She had never seen such disgusting dumplings in her life.
Each white and swollen dumpling has a dark dot, and more than a dozen dusty dumplings roll down cement, which looks like human eyeballs.
Huang Chunling couldn’t help retching at a side any longer and said forcefully, "This is disgusting! I don’t want to play, I want to go home! "
At this time, a sudden evil wind outside the house rustled the paper men in front of the door, and the round faces of the two virgins swayed from side to side with the evil wind blowing.
No more complications!
Zhang Wenwen fiercely blocked Huang Chunling’s mouth and shouted, "Stop screaming!"