Chapter 805

"Maybe I'm ugly. I don't even want to talk to ghosts..."

Li's words are full of humor, but Liu Ling's ears are full of bitterness.

She can also guess the next thing

The men in the village think that they can't protect the temple well, so they are really cursed by the gods. In addition, the strange things are constantly happening, and they are gradually depressed.

The concept of family has never been based on a few wooden houses, but comes from women.

A home without a woman is not a home. There are many idiots in the whole stockade at one time, and the women disappear one by one. No wonder you will see that strange scene when you come.

Once people believe in ghosts, their temperament will change.

This is the so-called paranoia

No wonder the little boy would stare at his back. No wonder the village seems to have lost its life. It had experienced such a disaster.

They talked until midnight.

After a long time, Liu Ling went upstairs and carefully took out his notebook from his bag and began to record.

It's her habit

This is the tenth stockade she has lived in since she entered Xinjiang, but it's weird. No one can match it in the past.

There's a big mystery.

"It's said that this place belongs to the deepest part of Miao territory, but I haven't seen any poisonous insects, witches, or even a decent vaudeville along the way..."

"Is it true that, as I guess, these people are not fighting for each other, but forming an organization?"

Liu Ling pressed the ballpoint pen in his hand inexplicably.

In the past, the Liu family was a famous family in southern Xinjiang. If you want to find out the secret of the past, you can't get any useful information from these ordinary people.

What we really need to do is to find the practitioners as soon as possible

Liu Ling holds his cheek with one hand, lifts his hair beside his ear, and falls into meditation.

The night is quiet. Through the candle fire, we can even see the spider web in the corner. A black spider the size of a thumb is following the spider silk, swallowing an insect falling into the trap.

Around, even the air is full of strange

"No way!"

Liu Ling clenched her fist and frowned slightly. Without sleepiness, she got up and went downstairs.

However, she didn't take two steps. In the light of the campfire, she saw Li talking with a figure in the dark outside the door. Her voice was very low

From time to time, I looked into the room as if I was afraid that she would hear me.

And it's not in Miao.

It's a more obscure language that sounds like a charm.

Li clenched her fist and hesitated.

Liu Ling frowned.

Immediately she saw that the figure in the dark gave Li a slap, and when she faltered, she gave her a kick.

However, even if she was beaten like this, Li would not shout.

The expression on the face is more like habit, even numbness

Liu Ling's face was ugly. As he was about to go downstairs to help, he saw that the dark figure took out a card or a picture from his body and handed it over.

Li changed her attitude and immediately asked questions like crazy.

After a long time

The shadow handed over a package of things and muttered a few words. After lilio took it with hesitation, the shadow disappeared.

She walked around the campfire, taking out the card like thing from time to time, sticking it on her heart and wiping her tears.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he picked up a porcelain bowl and scooped it up in the iron pot on the campfire. He was about to pour a package of things in his hand

See her upstairs, Liu Ling quickly crept back to the quilt to sit.

Make an expression that nothing happened

But in my heart, who was the shadow just now? What did they say to each other?

Li has gone upstairs with a bowl of dark red things.

"Drink a bowl of sugar water with Miao medicine in it. You can sleep better at night."

On Li's face, tears and bruises could be seen.

Liu Ling naturally took the porcelain bowl and asked, "what's wrong with your face?"

"It's a bump. It's OK."

Li said in disguise.

Liu Lingyu glimpses that she clenches her fist uneasily, sometimes loosens it, and then clenches the corner of her clothes

It's tension.

The more she thought about it, the more wrong it was. When Liu Ling put the soup bowl to her lips, she obviously saw Li's hands shaking. She wanted to lift it up, but finally put it down.

It's unbearable.

Nodding slightly, Liu Ling took up the bowl and drank half of it, and immediately handed it back.

"I'm too full to drink at night."

She squeezed out a bright smile, which seemed to make her more uneasy. After giving back a smile that was uglier than crying, she took the remaining half bowl of medicinal soup and went downstairs.

It's obviously lame to walk.

I think that dark shadow was very good before I came here

When she left, Liu Ling gently pressed several acupoints on her abdomen to induce vomiting.

Originally, he didn't drink much, and the practitioner's constitution was stronger than that of ordinary people, so he vomited eight or nine pieces of decoction.

Immediately Liu Ling pretended that nothing had happened, wiped the corners of his lips and lay down under the quilt.

After a full play, she just waits to see... What are the ghosts behind it?