[Quick Transmigration] Heartthrob and Cthulhu Love Daily

Uncle Wang's family walked up to them. Uncle Wang's daughter was called Nannan. Seeing that they were silent, she called them very sweetly. After she finished shouting, she said crisply, "Why don't you talk?"

Naturally, Wanwan and Zhitao couldn't say that they suspected that their family was dead, they were shocked by the fact that they were still alive, Zhitao and Wanwan almost couldn't straighten their tongues.

"No, it's not..." Wanwan said, "Where did you go?"

Nannan answers all questions: "We have been on the mountain, and we are still watching you."

"It's a pity that you left too fast, otherwise we could have come down together," Nannie added cutely: "Fortunately, we caught up with you!"

Uncle Wang patted his daughter's head dotingly, and as he moved, the pungent smell of their bodies also rushed to their faces, like burnt feathers.

Million noses, choked by the smell, couldn't help coughing, coughing and asking: "You, you, cough, what's the smell on your body?"

Uncle Wang slapped his head in embarrassment: "Damn!"

"After you left, the fire burned too much, and finally ignited the tent. We got close, and then we got this smell."

Wan Wan felt that this didn't sound right, but he couldn't put it into words, so he could only persuade him: "Then it's too dangerous for you. Speaking of which, didn't we put out the bonfire when we left?"

Uncle Wang said: "It's very cold at night, so we lit the bonfire again."

Just as Zhitao wanted to persuade him to be more careful, she heard Uncle Wang say with a smile: "But now, we are warmer, aren't we, niece?"

"Yeah!" Nannan looked at her father with a smile.

"And we'll never be apart again!"

Zhitao felt an inexplicable chill in his heart, obviously he knew that Uncle Wang was just talking about the most common things, and the temperature is indeed very warm now, but he still felt very uncomfortable, as if he subconsciously felt that it was not like this.

But after he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything. He saw Uncle Wang's smiling face, and finally said, "Yes, that's good."

Uncle Wang came up and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, let's go, aren't we going down the mountain?"

The tour group was full again, a couple with a child, and two young people.

Zhitao and Wanwan walked in front, and Uncle Wang followed behind. Uncle Wang's face was pale, with strange smiles that couldn't be said, and they looked greedily at the two in front.

Father Snowman stood waiting for them by a pomegranate tree, rubbing his thumb against the side of his forefinger, a little gesture he did when he was thinking.

Noticing that they were coming down, Father Snowman laughed. He seemed to have expected that Uncle Wang and the others would follow: "You guys are finally here. I'll wait here for a long time."

Zhitao came to his side, Wanwan also wanted to follow, but was grabbed by Nanna, he subconsciously wanted to shake off the ice, but finally remembered that it was Nanna, and looked at Nannan with doubts in his eyes: "Why are your hands so cold? ?”

Nannan said: "Because I am different from you!"

Her tone was so natural that Wan Wan thought she meant that children's hands were different from adults' hands, Wan Wan didn't care, and wrapped her cold little hands naturally.

Nannan held his hand and smiled happily. She had mushroom hair and big eyes, and she smiled very sweetly: "Brother, why did you come here?"

Wanwan stared at Zhitao and the priest in front of him, and said absently, "Because I want to travel."

Nannan giggled and said, "Brother, you are so stupid."

Wanwan heard this clearly, looked down at Nannan, thinking who is not a child anymore, and immediately chose to go back: "Nunnan is the most stupid."

Nannan was not angry when she heard this, but continued to giggle. After laughing, she pretended to sigh deeply: "Yes, I'm so stupid."

She continued: "Brother, I like you so much."

"Don't relax too much, it's only four days."

Wan Wan didn't understand, so he hummed suspiciously, Nan Nan held his hand, dust fell from her mouth: "At that time..."

"If you are still so stupid, you can only really be my brother."

Zhitao didn't pay attention to the conversation of the people behind him, as if he was being scratched in his heart, he asked the priest curiously: "How do you know Uncle Wang and the others are fine?"

"I thought..." Zhitao didn't finish his sentence, but it made people realize what he meant.

Father Snowman took his hand tenderly, and said to him, "Because I remembered something."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Then, I know you can still meet them."

"But don't trust Uncle Wang too much." Father Snowman looked back at Uncle Wang and the others. Uncle Wang noticed his gaze and lowered his head to avoid it.

"Maybe he will lie to you."

Listening to his words, Zhitao nodded confusedly, wondering if she listened.

"But it's all right," Father Snowman said with a smile when he saw his dazed little eyes, covering his hair with his big hands, "I will protect you."

Zhitao felt the temperature on her head, and the hot and humid air brought by the priest while speaking, her little ears immediately turned red, and even the place where the earrings were worn were itchy, and she couldn't help but reach out to buckle the earrings. Shaking with movement.

His ear stud is a small silver skull, which looks very delicate. At that time, the pierced ear was required for shooting. The left ear piercing has already grown, and only the right ear piercing has not healed, so he can continue to wear earrings.

When they got to the gate of the village, they met those dogs from yesterday again. When the two dogs saw them, they immediately growled in a low voice, saliva flowed down their sharp teeth, and the bristles on their necks stood up. They looked like two crazy dogs. dog.

The old woman walked out listening to the sound, her small eyes widened comically when she saw Uncle Wang and the others, and her lips trembled, as if she had seen a ghost.

But for her, it was indeed seeing a ghost.

She was so frightened that she trembled all over, buried her head behind her hands, covered her face with her cane and hands, and muttered a local language, as if she didn't want to look at them.

As they approached, the dogs did not dare to continue barking. The closer they got, the smaller the two dogs shrank, and finally ran away with their tails between their legs.

It would be fine if there was only the old woman's family, but the villagers I met later all had the same reaction, guilty and fearful, and pretended not to look at them.

Zhitao could notice the changes in the people in the village, and couldn't help looking at Uncle Wang curiously. Uncle Wang smiled and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhitao shook her head.

When they reached Uncle Gu's house, Uncle Wang's family stopped neatly and surrounded Uncle Gu's house, with their backs to Zhitao and the three of them, their eyes turned dark.

Uncle Wang said in the usual tone: "Go to the priest's house first, I have something to say to Uncle Gu."

Zhitao and the others realized that Uncle Wang didn't want them to stay here, so they left Uncle Wang and walked forward.

They were walking on the road, the more Zhitao thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong, "Father, don't you think..."

"Are people in the village afraid of Uncle Wang?" Zhitao asked hesitantly.

"Don't do anything wrong, and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking at the door." Father Snowman said indifferently.

"Do you think the villagers did something to Uncle Wang?" Zhitao thought of the missing gold ring on Uncle Wang's hand, except for that, the jade bracelet on his wife's hand was also missing.

"Could it be that people in the village stole Uncle Wang's things?" Zhitao guessed, but he quickly vetoed it.

It shouldn't be this reaction if they stole something, it's more like thinking that Uncle Wang and the other three shouldn't show up again.

Who wouldn't take the initiative to appear in front of the crowd, a murderer, or...

dead?

Zhitao broke out in a cold sweat from his conjecture.

Father Snowman reassured him: "You didn't do anything wrong to them. The ones who should really worry are others."

For example, Mrs. Gu and Uncle Gu are couples.

The three of Uncle Wang knocked on the door but did not call for anyone. They just knocked lightly and then hard. When it was light, it sounded like walking over, and when it was heavy, it sounded like chopping something with a knife. These sounds were noisy. people are upset.

Woke up Mrs. Gu who was resting inside, and kicked Uncle Gu down: "Go and see what's going on!"

Gu Shuwei went out obediently, his wife was more ruthless than him, and stronger than him, her arms were thicker than his waist, it would be uncomfortable to give him a big slap when she swung her round.

Uncle Gu was annoyed by the sound, and shouted at the door: "Knock what knock! Immediately!"

After shouting, he muttered in his mouth: "It's like being reincarnated in a hurry."

The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became. After spitting on the ground, he slammed forward and opened the door.

Uncle Wang's family outside the door looked at him expressionlessly, his skin gradually became hot, as if on fire, and there was deep resentment in his eyes.

Uncle Gu was so frightened that he stayed where he was, fighting with each other. He had more than a dozen lives on his hands, and this was the first time a ghost came to his door, let alone in broad daylight.

Before he could escape, he was held in place by the three of them. They grabbed Uncle Gu tightly, clinging to him like fire. Uncle Gu felt that thick hot oil had been splashed on his body, and he struggled crazily.

Aunt Gu came out when she heard the sound, and as soon as she came out, she saw Uncle Gu being hugged by three dark human figures, howling unceasingly, his limbs were constantly scalded with blisters, and then burst, and there was an unknown layer of water underneath. .

Sister-in-law Gu was frightened in place. She looked at Uncle Gu the way she knew that he probably wouldn't survive, so she ran back to the house to grab the Jade Buddha statue and rushed out, ignoring her husband.

Uncle Gu's wailing continued all morning, and the surrounding houses could hear it, but none of them went out to see, for fear of being approached by ghosts. In the end, the wailing gradually decreased until it was silent.

The villagers waited for an hour before they came to see Mrs. Gu's house, and they gasped when they saw Uncle Gu's miserable state.

They didn't even know if it was Uncle Gu, Uncle Gu was like butter melted by fire, turning into a pool of sticky blood-colored substance, exuding an unpleasant smell.

At this time, Mrs. Gu came here in fear and fear, still holding the Jade Buddha in her arms, and when she saw the stall on the ground, it was limp on the ground.

She hugged the Jade Buddha with one arm, and patted the ground with the other, crying like rain of tears: "Oh, my miserable man, why did he just go like this!"

The villagers didn't say a word, they watched her cry in silence, and they were terrified when they thought of those ghosts.

This is just a family.

They killed more than one family.