C29 (2/2)

The sky gradually darkened, and the strange sounds coming from the forest once again entered our ears. Lingling and I followed the path that we had decided on earlier.

I seemed to hear whispers all around me, the leaves rustling gently, as if someone behind me were calling my name...

Hualala … Hualala …

Lingling and I will travel through the forest like this, and only after it is dark, will we leave the forest.

It was dark by now, and I was back in the village graveyard.

At this moment, Lingling and I were already wet. I panted heavily as I looked at the sky, and saw that there were actually some sparse stars.

As the weather grew colder, I couldn't help but shiver. I turned my head to look at the cemetery.

At this moment, the graveyard was the strangest. There were sounds of insects chirping from time to time, and the birds in the owls hiding in the forest were making sounds like children crying.

The sweat on our bodies was partly because we were tired, and partly because we were too nervous.

When we were walking through the forest, the more night fell, the more I felt like there was a pair of them … No, there are many pairs of eyes staring at me …

It was like a wild beast hiding in the forest, making me extremely nervous …

At this moment, in the cemetery, I felt an eerie feeling. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly felt something behind me gently pat me …

The reason why they chose to come during the day was because at night, this graveyard was really too demonic. They didn't expect that after wandering around the birch forest, it would actually be night again …

Feeling that someone was patting me from behind, I remembered what happened that day when I was watching over my foster father. I tightly pulled Lingling and said:

”Lingling, you must not turn back, do you hear me?”

Lingling responded softly. Right at this moment, I saw that beside the graves, there seemed to be … One figure after another stood there.

These figures were all sitting in front of the tombstone, wearing colorful clothes. They seemed to be the souls of real people, but they also seemed to be paper people …

They seemed to be laughing at me, but I could faintly hear the sound of their cries.

At this moment, I felt as if there was a burst of mist in the surroundings …

At this time of the year, it wasn't strange for the moon to be foggy at night, but at this moment, waves of fog suddenly appeared, causing the already dim moonlight to become even dimmer.

Through the mist, I could vaguely see the figures of people and their figures … It was as if they were all watching me.

At this moment, the view in front of me had already become blurry. I could only sense a few glances being shot at me.

Why... Why did so many people appear?

I frowned, even though these people looked the same as their adoptive father when he was dying.

But the strange thing is, if these ghostly shadows were the dead villagers, then why would they appear before me like this?

Could it be that the clothes that the adoptive father and the Aunt Zhang were wearing right before their death wasn't the insane image that the villagers were talking about, but instead had some sort of special meaning to it?

But now that such a strange scene has appeared, I didn't dare to stay here any longer, so I pulled Lingling and tried to escape.

However, just as I took a step forward, I suddenly felt as if something on the ground violently tugged at me. My ankle felt bone-chillingly cold.

Because he had pulled Lingling too tightly, he did not even have the time to let go of him when she fell and Lingling fell as well.

Lingling cried out in alarm, but just as I was about to stand up, I felt a cold sensation slowly spreading from my ankles up, as if it was … A hand appeared from the ground and grabbed me.

Ah!

I couldn't help but scream. The fog was too thick, and I wanted to struggle with all my might!