Chapter 219
Chapter 219
No matter how loud the shouts were outside the cave, Qi Yi just silently wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked at his sister who was still unconscious at his feet, and tried to argue:
"put……"
"--presumptuous."
A distant voice came from deep within the cave, like an ancient pool covered in green film being awakened by a stone thrown at it. There was a chill in the voice as it came closer and closer. The words that Qi Yi was about to say were blocked by his trembling lips.
That's not what he said.
In the cave...
The cave was very deep, and no one dared to enter it. Even those who entered like Qi Yi did not reach the end because of the darkness. No one knew what was inside.
The chill was coming.
It was unknown whether people outside the cave were agitated or calm. Qi Yi seemed to sense something strange again, like the laughter he heard every night, and the sudden chill when he entered the cave last time.
But this time, he realized as never before that he was in danger.
Qi Yi gritted his teeth and looked back. The hair on his body had already stood up. He pricked up his ears in panic like a rabbit about to be hunted, but he didn't know where the hunter was, and he didn't know how he would die here.
The coolness was like an invading fog, wrapping up the boy completely. In the thick black cold, the figure of the little girl slowly emerged.
It was the girl from that day, with pigtails and two bright eyes.
There was no sound as she walked over. Qi Yi looked down and saw that the girl was not moving her legs alternately.
Sweat dripped down his forehead onto his rough clothes and seeped in strands.
The girl came to Qi Yi. Just like that time, she was not as tall as the boy, and her face could not be seen clearly. She had a pair of big eyes.
"It's you again. I told you that you're too long-winded."
The girl's voice did not sound like a child's. It was like the echo in a deep pool. The tail sound reverberated in the cave, stirring up layer after layer of chills in people.
"You... say that you are not a mountain god." Qi Yi didn't dare to let go of his hand and just looked at those eyes that could see the light.
"Yeah, I never said I was a mountain god."
"That's what those guys said," the girl pointed out in the darkness, "They poured out all their ugly desires to me and fabricated a non-existent godhood."
"But how can a mere mortal create a true god?"
“Of course I’m not a mountain god.”
"——I am a mountain ghost."
Qi Yi stood there, listening to every word, but not a single word entered his mind. He was suppressed by the mountain ghost in front of him that looked like a girl, and was forced to listen to a confession like a prey.
At this time, dusk ended and night fell. The girl patted the boy's face obediently, smiled and continued to walk out, saying: "Thank you for the mushrooms."
The light from the fire outside the cave shone into the cave. A strong servant followed the order and tried to walk in. His voice seemed to be blocked by the slime of some insects, and the broken words were like mosquitoes:
"Quick...run..."
Several tall and strong yamen runners waved torches and saw two short, shadowy figures, one of whom was getting closer and closer.
Are the children in the village really playing tricks?
The man standing in the front was about to swing the hook knife in his hand and shout, but Qi Yi witnessed an unforgettable nightmare in the depths not far away.
The girl's figure slowly stretched from small to large, like dough being violently stretched. Her limbs and head were the first to break through the restrictions. The deformed limbs suddenly had bends that did not belong to humans, like a picture of a spider scribbled by a child, crumpled up and then unfolded again. The dark gray color not only represents darkness and fear, it can also carve out the natural outline of a mountain ghost.
The entire entrance of the cave was filled with the craggy figure until the firelight could no longer penetrate.
The mountain ghost finally revealed its true face.
The girl stretched out her neck softly, and her petite head like a swimming fish approached the armed bailiff, her big eyes seemed to be filled with admiration.
It said: "A delicious daddy."
Screams and screams echoed through the cave, but like a rabbit hit in the throat by a stone, no rabbit could escape alive from the predator's sight.
The teeth-grinding crawling sound squeezed the uneven rock walls on the surface of the cave, and amid the rustling noise, the sound of dripping water was endless.
The people holding torches outside the cave screamed. Chang Jin, who was kneeling at the entrance of the cave, raised his head suddenly when he heard the scream. When the girl's eyes were exposed to the firelight, the county magistrate's fat face showed a trace of disdain. Of course, as the huge mouth like a water tank chewed the human belly and sprayed crimson blood, Chang Jin, who was soaked in blood, finally realized what kind of ghost he had sacrificed.
The crowd was like exploding fireworks, their cries were more heartfelt than the slogans during the sacrifice. The mountain ghost slowly squeezed out of the cave, raised his five-section arms, swallowed the last calf with the girl's head, and laughed:
"Enjoy it—
Daughters—"
The pregnant women crawling on the ground felt excruciating pain in their abdomens and cried out in pain. Jing Xiaocui was sandwiched in the crowd and saw the woman next to her falling to the ground with her head in pain. She was sweating all over her head and the sound of skin and flesh being torn apart was extremely clear. A flesh-colored little hand stretched out from her mother's belly, holding a long umbilical cord.
On the other side lay a widow with only one breath left. After the mountain ghost gave an order, the widow's belly slowly deflated like a punctured balloon, leaving only layer upon layer of skin and flesh.
Jing Xiaocui touched her belly with shaking hands, but found no movement.
The people around me began to rot into a pot of porridge of broken limbs.
The fleeing men stopped, and when the babies bursting out of their mothers' bellies started to cry, the fathers who had been summoned began to run back uncontrollably. Other men suddenly found their bellies getting heavier as they ran, with something growing in their internal organs. They stumbled as they ran at top speed, and the pregnant bellies that shouldn't have appeared on them became a gift that seemed to be born with them.
They ran to their wives, to their children.
They screamed and cursed in fear, but to no avail. The baby sat in his dead mother's belly, opened his arms to his biological father and pointed to his empty mouth.
The dream at night came true.
It turned out that it was not a threat from the mountain god. Every person who woke up at night enjoyed the benefits of his father in advance.
——Foresaw his own death in advance.
Perhaps for a moment, they will remember the daughter they once killed with their own hands.
The fathers suddenly found that something seemed to have swelled up on their chests. Their slim-fitting clothes were stretched out from their belts. The mature children broke out of their stomachs. The babies giggled and bit the part where the sweet milk should have been, then chewed until their mouths were full of blood.
The mountain ghost looked at the baby girl sitting on the ground in the blood and crying for food with its pure eyes, as if appreciating a proud painting.
In the cave behind him, Qi Yi climbed out by holding onto the rock wall. He stared blankly at the hell on earth in front of him and asked:
"why?"
The mountain ghost turned his little head and said with a smile:
"what why?"
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