C26 (1/2)

After all, it was just straw. No matter how good it was, it wouldn't be as lifelike as a paper man.

But... The aura of death on this scarecrow … The scarecrow's face gave off a sinister feeling.

The scarecrow's facial features were also drawn, but perhaps it was due to the rain, but they were extremely blurry. I didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but I kept having the feeling that the scarecrow's face seemed to be especially contorted.

It seemed to be pain or fear. In short … His entire face was in a state of disbelief.

And now, looking at the clothes worn by the scarecrow, it looked just like the ones worn by her foster father and Aunt Zhang when they died.

This scarecrow definitely wasn't buried in the grave from the start, and from the looks of it, this scarecrow wouldn't last more than three days.

Clothes are pure fabric, stitched out, who stitches out such a garment?

Seeing such a scarecrow, the first person I thought of was naturally the Grandma Daocao …

But after thinking about it carefully, at such an age, with Grandma Daocao and her inflexible legs, how could she possibly go up the mountain to do such a thing?

After carefully weighing the scarecrow in my hand, I noticed something strange …

This scarecrow was much heavier than an ordinary scarecrow. Even if it had been under the rain, it shouldn't have this weight. It seemed … What is hidden inside...

Thinking of this, I reevaluated the scarecrow in my hand and removed the clothes on it.

Following which, I saw that the scarecrow's clothes were a dark red. After taking off its clothes, a faint smell of decay was emitted.

This blood didn't seem to come from the outside but rather the inside. It seemed to come from the inside.

Through the dark red, I could see something written on the scarecrow's body. There were also strange symbols, but because of the dark red color, I could no longer see what it was written on.

Did the scarecrow itself bleed? I frowned. How is this possible …

But this dark red blood … What was going on?

Smelling that strange smell, my hands trembled slightly. Enduring the repulsive dark red color, I slowly placed my fingers on the straw.

Since the blood came from the inside out and the scarecrow couldn't bleed, then there was only one possibility … There was something inside the scarecrow.

At this moment, I felt a trace of coldness. Behind me, there seemed to be some kind of aura slowly changing, as though something was staring at me …

But at this moment, I had already opened up the straw. When I saw what was inside, I almost cried out.

Even though he didn't cry out, he felt a wave of disgust. He subconsciously threw the scarecrow in his hand to the ground.

There was indeed something inside the scarecrow. Wrapped up inside was a huge rat!

The mouse's eyes were still staring at him. Could it be that the mouse would also feel fear because of its death?

At this moment, the rat had already rotted away, and blood was seeping out from its flesh. This was the blood that came from the scarecrow.

Thinking about the scarecrow I had just come in contact with, I couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea.

Although the rat's decay was very severe, I could still tell that there were traces on its body. Those were traces of being cut by a sharp weapon.

Moreover, it was very likely that the rats were trampled to death because of these marks. Seeing this scene, I felt even more disgusted.

This was very much like the work of an adoptive father. Although he had personally witnessed his adoptive father doing some very cruel things, no matter when he thought about it or saw it, he would still feel nauseous.

If this scarecrow was really his foster father's doing, then … What was his purpose?

What was the point of a foster father doing so many things?

I felt even more baffled. Looking at the rat that had just started to rot, I kicked the dirt off the floor and buried the mouse.

The scarecrow, the mouse, could this also be some kind of Evil Theurgy?

In fact, throughout all these years, foster father has been researching these so-called evil ways. But, I feel that the things he researched were all lies. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so repulsed by the words of the Ghost God.

He has studied for so many years, but I have never seen him do anything. He has studied for so many years, and done so many cruel things that people curse at.

However … Yet, he had never seen him achieve anything …

When he was alive, I just thought he was disgusting. Now that I think about it, I'm beginning to wonder, what exactly did he do all these years?