"A sheep?" I was shocked, and for a moment I didn't know what Sun Yousheng meant. He is like this, and he might be confused when he says it.
"Sheep..." Sun Yousheng said, and then lowered his head and started digging here. The people next to him didn't say anything. In their opinion, if they dig like this, sooner or later they will be free.
I can't persuade these people. If I say too much, they might think I'm harming them. I walked forward by myself, and then I came to the intersection of this path.
The road ahead is long, because the light is too dark, so the scene slightly ahead is completely unclear.
Now there is no other way but to move forward.
I have been staying here for a long time, and I took a little bit of dry food to eat. The dry food also seemed to carry a gloomy atmosphere, which made it hard to swallow. After eating a few bites indiscriminately and filling my stomach, I speeded up my pace. I don't know how far this road is. Maybe it will take a long time and I can't waste time.
As I walked, I secretly counted the distance I had traveled, unknowingly, I had already walked almost a dozen miles on this road, and I was still immersed in a drowsiness in front of me, and I couldn't see anything.
At this moment, the road has become very wide, and there are undulating gullies on both sides. In this kind of place, there must be no grass growing, and nothing can be seen between the bare gullies, but there is a very thin mist, slowly drifting. **.
I have always suspected that seven or eight of Sun Yousheng's group of people died on this road, but after walking so far, they still haven't seen anything suspicious.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a faint sound of bells, and the sound suddenly reached my ears, reminding me of the bells of heaven and earth involuntarily.
However, in an instant, I could tell that the sound of bells was not the sound of bells from heaven and earth.
This sound seemed a bit familiar. There are some sheep herders on the river beach, who usually tie a bell around the neck of the head sheep. Wherever the head sheep goes, the sheep behind them will follow all the way. The sound of the bell is a very obvious sign.
When I thought of this, I immediately remembered what Sun Yousheng said to me just now.
How can there be sheep in such a place
The bells were getting closer and closer, and I looked to the right hand side, and a sheep came by among the undulating gully.
This may be the largest sheep I have ever seen in my life, almost the size of a pony. A bell is tied around the neck of the sheep, and it clanks all the way.
The sheep quickly appeared completely in sight, and I saw a person riding on the sheep's back.
When I saw this person, I took a deep breath. This person is almost unhuman. If I hadn't seen his head and limbs, I wouldn't be able to tell what it was.
He seemed to have thick sores all over his body, and he had not healed. The flesh on his body was festering, and his entire face was rotten and mottled, and two very sharp teeth could be vaguely seen.
The man's eyeballs were almost falling out of his festering eye sockets. Holding a whip in his hand, he was riding on the back of the sheep, approaching here little by little.
In this gloomy place, I saw the scene before me again, and I only felt that my calves were a little weak. Also, wait until this sheep is close again
Some, when I was about to walk up from the gully on the side of the road, I suddenly discovered that this sheep has only three legs.
This is a three-legged sheep.
Three-legged sheep are mentioned in the folklore of many places in the river beach. Legend has it that three-legged sheep are very rare, and they are the only living creatures that can travel between the underworld and the sun.
When I was young, I listened to the old people chatting in the village, and sometimes I heard stories about three-legged sheep. In folk tales, three-legged sheep play mostly the same roles as black and white impermanence. They appear in the dark night, drawing away the dying people one by one, from the sun to the underworld.
There used to be an old man in the village. When he was young, he went outside for more than ten years and became the most knowledgeable person in the village. I like to listen to him telling stories and chatting. This old man still has a painting left. In that painting, there is a three-legged sheep.
But I have always felt that something like a three-legged sheep is nothing more than a legend, but I never expected that the legendary thing now appears alive in front of my eyes.
All of a sudden, I was a little scared. The rumors I had heard before seemed like a tide, rushing into my mind.
The legendary three-legged sheep can hook away the soul of a person with just one call. I took two steps back. Although I was terrified, I knew that there was no way back. This three-legged sheep and the man who was about to rot into a puddle of meat on the back found me, and it was impossible for me to escape like this. .
I kept retreating while running the weather in my body. I believed that my weather was able to retreat from evil.
The three-legged sheep finally walked from the gully to this road, and I also reached a situation where I could not retreat. I gritted my teeth and prepared for the enemy.
The three-legged sheep came to the road, stopped, shook his head slightly, and the bell on his neck rang twice again. There should be nothing mysterious about this bell, but at this moment, my heart has already mentioned my throat, and the sound of the bell seems to shake my heart, making me feel unspeakably awkward and uncomfortable.
The man riding on the three-legged lamb, holding the whip, slowly turned over and got off the lamb’s back, he walked forward, I didn’t want to look at each other directly, this man brought me more than horror, There is also unspeakable nausea, his face, people will have a nightmare for a month at a glance.
"Thirteen… "
When I was fully alert and was about to fight to the death with this man who was about to turn into rotten flesh, he suddenly opened his mouth and shouted.
I didn't hear clearly, because I was still nervous, but I vaguely aftertaste, he seemed to be calling my name.
"You are?"
"Thirteen… "
The man shouted again, and I was stunned. This time I heard clearly that he was indeed calling my name.
There are not many people who know my name. Even on the big river beach, I am still an unknown person. I can't think of it. How can anyone know my name in a place like this.
An indescribable feeling surged in my heart, and at the same time, I wondered if there was any trap in it.
I was wary, looked at the man again, and asked, "Do you know my name?"
"I know..." The man slowly inserted the whip in his hand onto a belt of indistinguishable color in his waist, raised his leg and walked forward. As soon as he raised his leg to walk,
The pus and blood dripped down along the arms and legs.
"You are!?" I was stunned again, the man's face was already indistinguishable, but I saw his eyes.
The look in his eyes made me feel unspeakably familiar, and at the same time made me extremely disturbed.
I can tell that this is the look in the master's eyes. After following the master for several years, I can't get familiar with his eyes.
However, the master was already dead, and the body was turned into ashes and scattered into the river. How could he still be there
I doubt if this is a scam or a blind trick. However, people can disguise everything, but how do they disguise their eyes
I hesitated, I couldn't believe it, but I couldn't help it, staring at the man in front of me blankly.
"Master..." I couldn't help but shouted out. To be honest, when the master was still alive, we had been separated for a long time, but anyway, I knew that the master was still alive and there was always a chance to meet, so I didn't So miserable, so worried.
After the master passed away, I felt that I would never see him again. Whenever I think of him, I can't express the sadness in my heart.
"Thirteen..." The man took another step forward: "It's me..."
"Master, why are you here?" I fully understand in my heart that the master at this moment is still different from the master I knew before. The master's body has been reduced to ashes, and all he left behind was his own spiritual thoughts.
Divine Sense was attached to this body that did not originally belong to him, and stayed in this miserable and gloomy place. I don't know what is going on, and there are layers of doubts in my heart.
"A word is hard to say." This person didn't look like a master at all, but the look in his eyes and his tone made my heart more and more familiar.
This must be the master, absolutely.
"Thirteen, why are you here? When you are here, how do you get out?" The master's face was terrifying, but in his words, he was still full of cares and concerns: "It's hard to get out of this place."
"I know, Master." I told my master how I came here. After listening to it, he remained silent for a long time.
"Dahetan, it really is going to be chaotic..."
When the master passed away, there were not as many things on the river beach as there are now, and the passers-by, scholars, and anonymous people have not yet appeared. It is the death of the master, so many changes have taken place, and now the big river beach has become a mess of porridge.
After I finished talking about my experience, I asked the master how he was here. The master was a bit bitter, lowered his head, and said after a long time: "This is probably, it's retribution."
Before the master passed away, he was already trying his best to obstruct Huangquan's corpse hunter, but he didn't know a lot, and he didn't expect that there would be so many people besides Huangquan's corpse hunter.
Some actions of the master annoyed the Huangquan corpse collector. Just like the fake master, he was trapped in the cave of the corpse by Huangquan corpse collector. Good luck.
But I was able to save the fake master, but I couldn't save the master. The master's body was turned into ashes, but the spirit of mind was imprisoned by the corpse scavenger in Huangquan, and then it was thrown here.
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