Chapter 76 Shock
Chapter 76 Shocking News
Li Mu adjusted his breathing and prepared to open the wooden door.
Waiting for death is not his personality, and there is something he has to do.
In fact, Li Mu still doesn't quite understand why this ghost doesn't come in and kill him?
What is it delaying?
Li Mu's eyes glanced at the wooden door subconsciously. Suddenly, he was slightly startled, and then his eyes lit up!
No...it's not that it doesn't kill, but...it can't kill?
In other words...it can't be done!
Li Mu stretched out his hand and touched the intact door frame.
He clearly remembered that he had knocked open the door!
The door frame had been damaged to a considerable extent, but now... it was intact?
At this time, a voice appeared in Li Mu's mind: "...the time and space of this village are chaotic and superimposed..."
It's exactly what Bai Yanliang said!
This is not the time he was in just now, he should be in the time when the wooden door was destroyed! But now...he was standing at a point in time where the wooden door was still intact!
Different points in time... chaos, superimposed!
That ghost didn't kill me because it couldn't get in!
There is no "gap" like a window that allows it to pass through. It can only wait at the door for the chaotic superposition of time to return to normal before it can kill him!
That's it...
So, now is the best chance to leave!
Li Mu is a decisive person. After making a decision, he took a few steps back and slammed into the wooden door!
"Bang!"
There was a huge noise and the wooden door was knocked open!
Li Mu stared at the door firmly. At this moment, it was time to decide between life and death.
No...it's gone, it was indeed at another point in time!
Li Mu rushed out of the house. However, as soon as he took a step out of the house, the surrounding environment suddenly changed!
The blood-stained ground, cracked roads, smelly blood, and wooden ladders as pale as arms.
There are some vague human silhouettes on the ground and walls.
There was a putrid smell everywhere.
The area near the village chief's house... turned out to be like purgatory!
Moreover, this weird and terrifying change is still spreading to the surrounding areas.
Oops...as soon as possible!
Li Mu knew that this was a sign that the survival mission was approaching the final moment. The ghost hiding at other points in time was about to go on a killing spree...
However, at this moment, standing outside the house, he suddenly remembered something.
No... even at another point in time, it should be the same as Yu Sheng's experience. Only if you can see it, why... can't you even see it?
Li Mu's expression changed.
Could it be...that it followed Yu Sheng?
Oops...
Yu Sheng's legs and feet are not convenient and she can't walk fast at all. Can she escape the ghost's pursuit?
Li Mu was very worried about Yu Sheng. After all, it was entirely because of him that she met this ghost this time.
But now Li Mu himself is helpless.
It is impossible for him to take the initiative to look for the ghost. The only thing he can do now is to continue searching and find the key to breaking the situation...
That’s right!
Li Mu suddenly turned to look at Lu Bingyan's house.
He thought about something. Yu Sheng seemed to have said... She was going to take a look at Lu Bingyan's drawer. There seemed to be something hidden in that drawer.
As soon as he thought of this, Li Mu didn't waste any time and quickly ran to Lu Bingyan's house nearby and kicked open the door.
Lu Bingyan's home was not big. Li Mu entered her room and after looking around, he immediately discovered the drawer.
After all, there is only one drawer in this room.
Lu Bingyan didn't seem to intend to hide it, so the drawer was not locked.
Li Mu quickly came to the drawer and opened it.
Several items in the drawer were beyond Li Mu's expectation.
It turned out to be... another letter?
No... there's a diary down there.
Li Mu thought for a while, picked up the diary, and opened it...
"On the first day of October, it rains. Mom is gone.
She was tied to the altar by them.
Mom struggled and begged desperately, but they were indifferent.
In my grandfather's words, this is tradition. Being chosen should feel honor, not fear.
I don’t know what the thing being sacrificed is, and I have never seen it show any miracles since I was a child. I only know that...she is my mother. She gave birth to me, taught me to write, and taught me Sing.
But this kind of mother is now being sacrificed by them.
I dare not look into my mother's eyes because she is looking at me and she is crying...
I was crying too, but I didn't dare to save her, I knew... I was an accomplice.
This poor, backward, ignorant, damn village!
It doesn't allow people to go out. This is its only miracle. No one can leave here. No matter which direction they go, they will eventually get lost and return to the village... just like... bumping into a ghost.
Mom's mouth was sealed.
Grandpa held a dagger in both hands and walked towards mother.
They held down mother's hands and feet, preventing her from moving. Grandpa calmly stabbed the dagger into mother's left chest and into mother's heart, and the blood flowed out quickly...
Grandpa pulled out the knife and the blood flowed a little more, but Grandpa seemed dissatisfied and complained that there was too little blood in Mom's heart.
My mother's face gradually turned pale, and she began to become motionless.
Everyone cheered, sang and danced.
It seems... this is not a festival, but a celebration.
I raised my head, and suddenly there was a strong wind at the altar.
The mountain wind was like a ghost crying, chilling people's hearts, and raindrops the size of soybeans poured down like sharp arrows, hitting my mother's body.
Mom's hair swayed with the wind and rain, as if she had come alive.
Between the heaven and the earth, thousands of water curtains were pulled up, like thousands of waterfalls, blurring everyone's sight.
Everyone hid under the trees to take shelter from the rain. The remaining branches and leaves in the forest were broken by the wind and danced in the sky.
The festival ended hastily, and my mother’s body was washed away by the heavy rain, and no one cared about it.
After the rain stopped, the Sun family's father and son came forward and carried her mother away. Sun Wenbin seemed very sad, even sadder than me.
What is he pretending to be? He is the murderer!
But...I am also a murderer.
Everyone in this village is a murderer..."
The diary writing ends abruptly here.
Li Mu took a breath.
Sun Wenbin?
Xiaobin?
So... Sun Liang is Xiao Bin and his father?
The relationship between these people is really complicated...
Li Mu closed the diary and opened the few letters.
After reading it this time, he was really shocked!
"Xiaoyan, let me tell you a secret... Mom's heart is on the right side, and she is not dead..."
"Xiaoyan, mom will pick you up, wait for mom."
"...This year's festival is an opportunity. You can only leave on the day of the festival..."
"...Xiaoyan, you can trust Sun Liang, he...is a good person."
Li Mu put down the letter tremblingly, and was shocked for the first time.
Lu Lonicera is still alive!
Her heart is on the right side and she is not dead at all!
Then who is the ghost who killed more than a dozen people this year?
(End of chapter)