It seems to be set against a dark sky. Everyone in the village has a touch of dimness on his face.

But when they came around Nian Mo, Zhang Tongxuan and Xia Qiu, they were also very natural to see Xia Qiu, nodded and passed by them, as if they were also from this village.

The sound of laughter and talking, except for the dim red sky that enveloped the village, seemed to tell them that the dead silence they had entered earlier seemed to be their illusion.

Unconsciously, Xia Qiu followed Nian Mo tighter, and the cold feeling of that child was like the sacrifice of the cheekbones, which always lingered in her heart.

Finally, the road reached the village entrance, Nian Mo stopped, and here, Xia Qiu also lost Bo Mo Ning's breath.

Zhang Tongxuan was like a bird with a bow. His palms had sweated from his palms for a long time, and he caught himself on the back at the end of the year. He took a few steps back, while Xia Qiu and Nian Mo saw the big locust tree at the entrance of the village at the same time.

The flourishing big locust trees are the same as when they came in, with thick branches and lush foliage.

The difference is that when it came in, it was empty, but now there is a human body hanging in the wind under the tree, I don't know how long it has died.

And the densely packed corpses weighed like a slaughterhouse. At a glance, there were thousands of people, including old people and children.

Alas, alas, a dirty ball rolled over and hit the big locust tree.

"Sister, will you help me pick up my ball?"

Xia Qiu's corner was suddenly ripped off, and a crisp voice said to her.

Looking down, Xia Qiu looked at the child.

The clean face, the skin was yellowish, and it looked like a normal farm child, but looked at his ball, but it was so dirty that he could not see the original look.

"Alas! Alas, the demons retreat!"

A handful of soybeans were sprinkled head-on and hit the child directly.

Like the thick sulfuric acid that was corroded, the child's face was instantly distorted, the long tongue was spit out brightly, and his face was blue and black, and then turned into a plume of smoke and disappeared beside Xia Qiu.

Zhang Tongxuan was frightened, pointing Xia Qiu to the big locust tree.

Leaning on their side, there was a child stacked on top of the tree, his face floating and revealing, as if the child looked exactly like that.

"They are dead." Nian Mo looked back and looked at the lively village behind him.

Needless to say Nian Mo, Xia Qiu has seen many faces on the big locust tree just now, the big cockles chatting on the roadside, and the uncle passing by them are hanging on this locust tree ...

Understand, a slight footstep.

Xia Qiu looked up immediately, a woman in white came out from the back of the big locust tree, her long black hair and a demure look. The woman glanced at them and walked directly under the locust tree to get the dirty one The ball picked up, wiped it, and called to the side.

"Wavelet, get your ball back."

The child's body on the tree suddenly opened his eyes, and his long tongue rolled up like a snake letter, entangled the dirty ball exactly, pulled the ball back directly, and fluttered in the wind and smiled at Xia Qiu.

Zhang Tongxuan was in the next moment, and the rune paper in his hand was almost thrown out again. Fortunately, Nian Mo held his wrist in time.

"If it was the beginning?" Nian Mo looked at the demure white woman, her expression condensed.

The pale body on the tree opened his eyes brushing, and there was no whiteness in the black eyes, so he stared straight at them.

The woman in white looked at them with a slight indifference.