C27 (1/2)

This wave of sounds sounded very rhythmic, very similar to …

As he sealed the coffin, he heard the sound of the coffin being sealed.

Lingling's gloominess only lasted for an instant, and it quickly returned to normal. It even made me feel that I was probably too nervous, and that I was hallucinating.

”Lingling, let's go take a look.”

After saying that to Lingling, I directly walked towards the direction of the voice.

Actually, the source of this sound isn't that close to us. It's just that the mountain is very spacious. Moreover, the mountain is very quiet right now, so we can clearly hear it.

And the source was in a forest.

Since I'm here to investigate the tomb, then I will definitely not let go of any strange phenomenon in the mountain.

Although I am afraid, there are some things that I must do. I would like to see what exactly is hidden on this mountain.

Lingling and I had to run a long distance before we reached the center of the forest. At this time, the cracking sounds continued to ring out, as if they would never stop.

The sound was very close now, but now we were in a birch wood, a thick wood, and we were on the outskirts of the wood, and the sound was still deeper in the woods.

We still can't see what the source of the sound is.

At this time, Lingling and I were slowly walking into the forest. Very quickly, I saw a scarecrow pinned to a tree …

It was a very ordinary scarecrow, about twenty centimeters long. Many people in the village could easily make one up.

There were no patterns or anything else on the scarecrow's surface. It was much more ordinary than the scarecrow I had just seen.

However, there was a nail on the scarecrow's head that was nailed tightly to a tree. Perhaps it was because of the nail, but the originally ordinary scarecrow now gave off a strange feeling.

I frowned. I felt that it was a little strange, but it was hard to describe it. Perhaps it was because the nail had pierced through the scarecrow's head, causing the scarecrow to be tainted with some malevolence …

This scarecrow, who nailed him? Could the sound we heard be the sound of the scarecrow nailing itself to a tree?

I frowned slightly. Suddenly, I saw bright red blood slowly flowing out from behind the scarecrow …

My heart palpitated as I thought about the dead rats among the scarecrows. I felt a wave of disgust. Was there a dead rat within the scarecrows?

Although my heart was filled with confusion, I still had to verify. I slowly pulled the scarecrow out of the tree. It was very easy for me to pull the scarecrow out of the tree, while its head remained on top of the tree.

The originally white birch tree had blood flowing slowly at this moment, but what made me even more fearful was … There was nothing in the scarecrows.

If I had a mouse, I would at most feel disgusted, but there was nothing inside. However, it was not only disgusting, but also evil …

How could this be? If it was just an ordinary scarecrow, why would it bleed?

I didn't have any time to think about it before the 'ka ka ka' sound suddenly became a little distant, sounding a little more melodious …

The sound echoed throughout the forest.

”Lingling, you must follow me closely.”

As I said that, I grabbed onto Lingling's hand and ran forward.

This forest was very deep, and was very dense. If the two of them really were separated, it was very possible that they wouldn't be able to find each other.

He didn't want to lose her, but it would be troublesome to find her.

Actually, although this mountain has been living in our village for so many years, I don't know much about the roads on the mountain.

This mountain is too big, and there are many new and old graves on it. Ever since I was young, my foster father often warned me that if I had nothing better to do, I shouldn't wander around the mountain.

Not only me, the adults and children in the village, if they had nothing else to do, would not even go up the mountain.

There were clearly many wild fruits and game things in the mountain, but the villagers seemed to have reached a consensus and basically wouldn't casually pick the fruits.

Perhaps it was because the graves of the dead were all on the mountain and the villagers were afraid of disturbing the dead.

As for this forest, I had come here before. However, I had only walked around the edge of the forest and had never ventured into its depths before.

The deeper we go, the more uncertain I feel in my heart. Although I knew that this forest was very large, it seems that … The size of the forest was beyond his imagination.