C60 (1/2)

Skin Painter Fu Yao 41400K 2022-07-20

When I woke up, I found that I had somehow run into the weasel's lair. This gave me a fright. I even suspected that I was still in a dream, so I secretly pinched myself. It hurt!

I took a deep breath and could not sit still any longer. Rima realized that it was definitely the spirit urn's doing. He got up and was about to run back.

However, as soon as I got up, I saw a person standing behind me. It was the weird old lady I had seen at the hospital.

At this moment, her face was like dried wood, and her eyes were as sharp as knives. She was emitting a faint light, causing me to feel a sharp pain in my head.

However, even though this old lady is eccentric, in the end, we are the same type of person. I couldn't help but become a little bolder as I softly asked her, ”Who are you? Why are you here? ”

The old lady opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Just as the old lady opened her mouth, I smelt a weird smell. It was a little smelly, and also a little fishy, and after thinking about it for a moment, I immediately understood, isn't this the same smell that I smelled in Lanlan's dorm?

I covered my nose to regain my senses, but just as I was about to speak, I felt my entire body go limp. I was no longer able to muster any strength as I collapsed onto the ground.

The old lady looked at me calmly as I fell to the ground. There was a weird expression on her face, as if she was smiling or crying. Only then did I realize how reckless my actions were.

However, even though my entire body was weak, my vision was unaffected. Seeing the old lady beckoning me over, two burly men walked over and tied me up to a tree.

The two burly men's appearances were also quite strange. With their triangular eyes and hawk-like noses, they looked quite similar to the weasel.

”Howl!”

After tying me up, the old lady opened her hands like a dying hen and let out a long and strange sound.

The moment the old lady's voice fell, the countless little weasels surrounding me charged forward like they had been injected with chicken blood. Looking at their menacing appearance, my heart skipped a beat. I'm not married yet. How can I die?

Fortunately, these countless weasels stopped at a distance of less than two meters away from me. They stood up straight and surrounded the old lady like humans. Greed could be seen in their narrow eyes. I couldn't help but shiver and feel extremely bitter in my heart.

If I knew that the Spirit Urn really had a spirit, I wouldn't have provoked it.

I trembled as I looked at these little things that were like cannibal fish. In that instant, I didn't have any ideas, so I could only ask for help from this strange old lady.

But as soon as I caught a glimpse of it, I was taken aback.

He saw that on the old lady's towering back, there was actually a large fluffy tail!

”F * ck,” I almost peed my pants in fright. After making a ruckus for so long, this old lady isn't a human either.

When I saw this, my heart had already sunk to the bottom. Other than fear, there was no other thought in my mind.

The old lady's hands were wide open as she chanted something. Her old face was slightly raised as she looked at the bright moon in the sky. Her attitude was extremely devout, as if she was performing some sort of ceremony.

Although those weasels weren't as human-like as she was, they still timidly propped up their forelimbs and silently watched the sky together with the old lady.

At this moment, I have already become their sacrifice.

Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't. What could he do?

At this time, a child, who looked to be in his teens, came from somewhere and pointed at me aggressively. ”It was him who kicked me out. I almost couldn't escape. Please help me grandmother.”

I was stunned as I thought, ”Where did this little brat come from? I've never seen him before, so when did he chase you away?”

However, at this moment, I was like a fish on a chopping block. I had no chance to argue, and could only stare dumbfoundedly at the child and the old lady.

After hearing what the little boy had said, the old lady coughed lightly and looked at me with a gaze as sharp as knives. She chuckled and said, ”Jiu Er, no need to be anxious. Grandmother will uphold justice for you.”

It was only then that I realised what was going on. How was this a little boy? He was also a weasel.

However, what I find strange is that they all say that they can't turn into spirits after being liberated. How could these beasts transform into their human forms?