Chapter 223

"My sister is back. She only appears when it gets dark. Sometimes she is outside, sometimes under the bed, and sometimes in the water tank."

"I told my mother that my sister was still here and told her not to be sad, but my mother was very scared. She yelled and called my father over, and he beat me."

"Ever since I was a child, my father never hit me. I'm very sad. My father doesn't allow me to talk about my sister anymore. I don't know why. My sister and I have been together since we were in my mother's womb. I don't want to be separated from her."

"Since I can't stay at home, I will hide my sister outside."

"Many people died in the village, and many people came. They said it was my sister who did it. Why don't they like my sister?"

"I want to take my sister away and no one will bully her again."

The record is gone here.

Su Mian's voice stopped, and she shivered first, and the big white cat also let out a trembling cry.

He glanced outside and asked Song Yu: "This village is so weird, could it be that this sister has been playing tricks here? The blood paintings on the wall outside may be people who were killed by my sister, and then they also Became a ghost."

Song Yu held up his chin, so that his face was distorted: "It's impossible, it's still possible that it's my sister."

The village has invited people to exorcise the evil spirits, and they are not crooks. My sister should be gone long ago.

As for the current situation in the village, Song Yu vaguely felt that it might be related to Tai Sui.

The good things in this world will not come to you for no reason.

Everything comes at a price.

Liu Zhongxu's children may have stayed here as a price.

She glanced at Liu Zhongxu, who was sleeping restlessly, and turned her head back expressionlessly.

As a parent, it is probably more uncomfortable for a child to die than for oneself to die.

No one spoke anymore. The ancestral hall was still eerie. As the wind and snow became heavier and heavier, the outside became more and more weird. It was almost impossible to see what was going on in the darkness.

There is only an inexplicable anxiety and fear spreading around.

This strange silence even allowed them to hear the sound of blood paintings swimming outside.

These blood paintings did not do anything to the villagers, and the villagers must have countermeasures.

And they entered the ancestral hall by mistake. There should be something competing in this ancestral hall.

Song Yu ate all the melon seeds and peanuts, and finally stood up just before dawn: "Smash this statue open."

"What the hell?" Su Mian thought she had heard it wrong, "Are you confused?"

Why do you want to smash the statue in someone's ancestral hall?

Besides, such a big noise will definitely alarm the villagers. Don’t you plan to get over it?
Song Yu ignored him and called out to Liu Zhongxu: "Hurry and smash it. No one in this village will show up before dawn."

Liu Zhongxu thought he was in a dream and pinched himself hard. When he realized it was not a dream, he was a little stunned.

"Is this statue recruiting you?"

Song Yu said that wind is like rain, so he naturally did not allow them to object, so he forced them to go out, steal two big hammers, and smash the statue to pieces.

The ancestral hall was noisy and noisy, but as Song Yu expected, no one came out to check.

Not even one got up to light a lamp.

They seem to have become accustomed to whatever changes the night brings, and the way to stay safe is to pretend they hear nothing and never step out of the door.

After the statue was smashed open, two mummified bones were revealed.

The bones were wrapped in the soil, curled up and hugging each other. It was obvious from the clothes that they were two girls.

The taller one held the very smaller one tightly in his arms, unable to separate them no matter what.

It seems that the taller sister is the protector, but in fact, the little man's hands are placed behind his sister's back, spread outwards, his fingers are sharp and sharp, as if he has become a ghost.

Su Mian silently took three steps back: "Which pair of sisters are these?"

Liu Zhongxu also retreated: "What sisters?"

Song Yu nodded, squatted next to the corpse, opened it from the middle and took a look, and sure enough he found traces of the talisman on his sister's body.

As expected, this sister had been suppressed by the Taoist priests long ago.

The current commotion in the village has nothing to do with these two corpses.

Su Mian thought it was very strange that Song Yu was staring at the two mummies: "Did you see anything? How about I bury them?"

Song Yu asked him to squat down: "Look at this sister, is she missing a leg? She also has this face?"

The entire face was dented, as if someone had punched him hard.

But the bones grew along the marks on the face, and there were no signs of being beaten.

This is a deformed child.

Su Mian couldn't help but pick up the book that was about to fall apart: "Is this why her father wants to kill her?"

Liu Zhongxu looked at the child and suddenly took a few steps back as if he had been punched by someone: "My wife also gave birth to one in our family."

Song Yu and Su Mian both looked at him.

Liu Zhongxu wiped a cold sweat and said: "They are twins. They were even more serious when they were delivered. I thought that the family would not be short of food, so I would just keep them, but later my wife said they were lost."

Whether he got lost or not, no one knows now.

Su Mian frowned: "Maybe it's a coincidence."

After Song Yu heard what he said, he immediately squatted down again, tore off the clothes covering the bones, and examined them carefully.

The bones had become a dry ball, but after forcefully opening my sister's hand, I saw a very long copper skewer.

The skewer passed through the sister's back and then into the sister's heart, connecting the two people so tightly that they could not be separated.

A short part of the copper skewer was exposed, with patterns of blood flowing out of it, like two mouths, one on the left and one on the right, devouring the soul of the deceased.

Song Yu touched the skewer, and a chill rushed from her hand straight into her heart.

It was as if something was trying to bite her soul out.

She simply held the skewer with both hands and pulled it back hard, but the skewer seemed to have taken root in the two corpses and did not move at all.

No matter how hard she exerted her breastfeeding, her face was flushed and her neck was thick, it didn't help at all.

"Old Su, help me quickly."

Su Mian kicked the corpse with one foot, grabbed Song Yu with both hands, and pulled it back like a carrot. There was a "pop" sound, and the skewer was pulled out together with the withered internal organs.

With a "Gulu" sound, the two corpses rolled to the side, but they still hugged each other tightly and did not spread apart.

Liu Zhongxu saw that the two of them didn't take the bones seriously at all, and his face was full of shock.

He is also well-read, and he has never seen someone who doesn't take the dead seriously.

He asked in a low voice: "Isn't this bad?"

Song Yu didn't even look back. He held the skewer and looked at it carefully: "Then dig a hole and bury it."

Death is like a lamp going out, and a corpse is nothing more than a little bit of grief for future generations. If there is not even this bit of grief, it is just a handful of loess.

(End of this chapter)

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