Chen Shijiao was stunned.

Following Jiang Che's gaze, he turned his head and saw the scene behind him clearly with the help of a flashlight.

She immediately felt a chill, and rushed from the soles of her feet to the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

A group of white-skinned children stood there, smiling strangely at themselves.

These children are all wet, as if they have just been fished out of the water, their bodies are swollen, as if they have been soaked in the water for months or even years, and their faces, some of them are known to Chen Shijiao, and some are very strange, Chen Shijiao obviously does not know them, but they feel very familiar.

"Sister Shijiao, are you back?" Sanyangzi greeted him, looking very familiar.

"Shijiao is back, hurry up, come into the village!"

"Sister Shijiao, do you remember me?"

"This little girl, after going out for so many years, is finally willing to come back~"

“......"

These children all greeted Chen Shijiao and seemed very enthusiastic.

But what they say is strange everywhere.

Obviously, they are a group of children around the age of six or seven to ten, with tones and titles, but they cover all ages, some people call themselves Chen Shijiao's uncles, some call themselves her grandfathers, and some call Chen Shijiao her sister.

"This ......"

Chen Shijiao took a deep breath, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

"Xiao Che, he... They seem to be, all the children in the village who have drowned in the river for nearly a hundred years, some of them are from my grandfather's generation, and some are from my parents' generation..."

This kind of thing is so weird.

They are all people they know in the village, all of them were drowned when they were children, but now a group of them all appear in front of them, and they are still very familiar with them.

"What do you look like when you're standing, come back with us!"

"Let's go to my house and sit down. "

"Go sit at my house!"

A group of children said, and suddenly surrounded them, as if they couldn't wait, and wanted to invite Chen Shijiao to their house to sit, and with their warm invitation, Chen Shijiao wanted to refuse, but suddenly found that her mouth and nose seemed to be blocked by some strange force, not only could she not make a sound, but she couldn't even breathe, so she could only suffocate, watching a group of drowned ghosts stretch out their hands to her.

"By the way, our home is no longer in the village, but in the river. "

Accompanied by the sad voice of the three sheep.

Chen Shijiao's face changed dramatically in an instant.

She understands that she is going to be dragged to be a substitute for the dead!

'Bell --!'

At this time, in the village, a gong suddenly sounded.

"It's dry, watch out for the candles!"

"Three watches in the middle of the night, go back to the house and sleep!"

Two loud beatings rang out.

In an instant, the drowning ghosts, with a panicked look on their faces, turned around and ran away, rushing into the river.

Jiang Che was not in a hurry to overtake these drowned ghosts.

"When I heard the voice of the watchman and went back to the house, there were many theories, one of which was to avoid sneakies, but these things are ghosts themselves, what are they afraid of?" he muttered to himself, puzzled.

At this time, with the sound of watching, the lights of a house that was still lit suddenly dimmed.

Meanwhile.

A cool breeze quietly blew through the village.

Even Jiang Che actually felt that under this yin wind, his hair stood on end, and his whole body was cold, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying beast.

"Where's your home?!"

Jiang Che picked up Chen Shijiao and began to run.

He could feel that only the houses in these mountain villages were relatively safe.

"This is the north of the village, and my home is in the east of the village, in that direction!"

Chen Shijiao is not hypocritical, she understands the seriousness of the matter, when this yin wind blows over, in the face of those water ghosts and confusion, she only sends out a little warm talisman, and it is as red as a soldering iron again!

Jiang Che carried Chen Shijiao all the way.

At the same time, the lights in the village went out one by one.

didn't turn off a single lamp, and the bone-chilling cold was even stronger!

Jiang Che noticed that the style of the houses in the village was very simple, and the strange thing was that all the houses were full of lanterns, hung with colorful striped cloth, big red flowers, and red lanterns, looking like a happy event, which was extremely festive.

Accompanied by his running.

In some of the rooms, there seemed to be something moving.

But it seemed that he was afraid of something, and finally chose to give up.

And the lobbies of many rooms are open, and there are coffins ranging from one to three, some of which are very old, and some of which are brand new, as if they had just been made.

"There, that's my home!"

Chen Shijiao pointed in one direction and shouted.

Jiang Che looked over, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

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