resentment resuscitation

The four-legged wooden bed creaked as Mai Dingdong got up, and he leaned down gently.

thump-thump-

In the dead of night, the palms of the hands were firmly digging into the bricks, leading the body to climb up, and the toes kept hitting the wall heavily.

The even breathing behind him remained unchanged, and Mai Dingdong could even feel the warm breath spraying on his arms.

There isn't any bad smell around.

He squinted his eyes, and a thin long finger had already appeared at the window, grabbing the rusty iron railing, and the next second——

Under the moonlight, a flat face was quickly attached to the glass, with the eyes on the bottom and the nose on the top, and the nearly round black eyes slid left and right against the glass, patiently inspecting the room.

Two pairs of shoes lay at the foot of the bed, and the bed was empty.

Mai Dingdong covered the black beast's mouth, and squeezed the people together into the blind spot by the window.

The stench wafted into the room through the cracks.

In the silence, Mai Dingdong leaned close to the wall and slowly turned his head, only to see two pale and skinny big hands that seemed to have suction cups, tightly attached to the glass, with the fingertips pointing down, translucent mucus flowing down the gaps between the fingers dripping.

After a long while, the palm moved, it moved upwards, and then the bare feet came up.When the creature moved, its bones were creaking, like a rusty machine with little oil.

It's disgusting, Mai Dingdong pouted.

He pushed the dazed black beast behind him, and tiptoed towards the window.

Although only wearing socks, the floor of the old building still made a long creaking sound.

Creatures outside stop climbing.

It suddenly opened its mouth and slammed its head against the glass.

Mai Dingdong stood at the window, seeing it clearly by the moonlight.

It's a humanoid monster.

With its belly facing outwards, its back bows in a semicircle, and it moves on the ground with its hands and feet.The neck was elongated like rubber, and the entire back of the head was swung against the glass.

It was picking the buckles of the two windows with its hands like bones, laughing wildly, and its eyeballs were about to burst.

"You want to come in?" Mai Dingdong said suddenly.

The other party drools.

"No."

Mai Dingdong raised his hand to hold the buckle, and pushed open the window mercilessly.

The monster's hand was thrown away with a "boo", and it flew wildly in the air. Its unbalanced feet kept rubbing against the bricks, and finally it couldn't resist the gravity, and fell down in a distorted posture.

Mai Dingdong held back his disgust and looked towards the center of the courtyard, just in time to meet the monster crawling up in a panic.

With a shake of the body, the other party rushed into the darkness with hands and feet.

"It's really a ghost, hey——" the black beast put on its cloth shoes, and leaned over to look at the reflective slime on the glass.

"Young master octopus will believe it."

Seeing that it was about the same time, Mai Dingdong packed his bag and washed up briefly, and was ready to go downstairs.

Since we want to "observe it from beginning to end", of course we can't lie down until dawn.

The girl at the front desk rested her chin on one hand and fell asleep under the flickering white light bulbs.

"knocking"

The slender knuckles knocked on the counter, the girl trembled, and all the blood on her face disappeared instantly.

Seeing that she was the last guest to check in, she breathed a sigh of relief and said fearfully, "It's midnight, why don't you stay indoors."

"It's stuffy inside, I want to get some air." Mai Dingdong pretended to be stupid and leaned over to ask: "Why, there are wild animals outside at night?"

The girl tossed her thick braids and replied in silence for a while: "It's not peaceful recently, it's always safer to stay in the house."

The young man rubbed his fingers on the counter and wiped off a thick layer of dust.

The thin glass in the hotel room could shatter with two knocks from an adult, but nothing could prevent it from being targeted by that monster.

Where it is safe, who knows.

He looked into the darkness outside the door and suddenly asked, "Is there a place like the ancestral temple here?"

To understand the customs and habits of a place, the ancestral hall is a place worth visiting.

The girl quickly waved her hands, "You can just stay here, it's pitch black."

"immature."

"Don't we have a light?" The man in the ripped jeans I met in the afternoon walked out with his hands behind his back, his face flushed from the smoke, "Cough, Cui, take it out."

The girl hurriedly got up and stood up straight, and hurriedly got down to take out the kerosene lamp and handed it to the man, "I, how dare I interfere with the decision of the guests."

The man raised his chin, "There is an ancestral hall at the bottom. It's a good time to go down now. The villagers will gather there to eat meat in the middle of the night."

The beast stood up on tiptoe to take it, but saw the lamp circle around his head, and then put it back into the man's hand.

He stomped his feet in anger, and the overflowing spiritual energy suddenly surged, "How dare you play a fool!"

"Don't be angry." The man suppressed Ha Toad's sunglasses, and tapped the bottom of the kerosene lamp with the stem of the pipe, "For imported products, there is a fee."

"How to say?" Mai Dingdong turned his eyes around the man to confirm that he didn't smell anything strange.

He took off his satchel to withdraw money, but was interrupted by the man.

"I don't want money, I want to exchange it with treasures."

"What baby?"

"Exotic products, exquisite tools, whatever."

The corners of Mai Dingdong's eyes twitched, not because of the man's weird request.

He slowly took out a dark potato from his bag and handed it to the man, and asked late, "GMO potatoes...do you want it?"

Potatoes play dead.

Seeing that it was about to be held by a big rough hand that smelled of tobacco, the potato suddenly bounced up and disappeared in an instant.

"Hey, he's still a fairy." The man said with a meaningful smile, "I don't dare to charge any more, just use it."

"Tomorrow there will be a shop opening at the head of the village, and there will be plenty of treasures. Immortal, remember to go and have a look, and I'm sure you'll be satisfied."

"Okay, thank you."

Mai Dingdong signaled the beast to take over the kerosene lamp, and took a full view of Bian Shangcui's hesitation.

Before he stepped out of the reception room, several noisy people rushed in, swearing non-stop, pushed Mai Dingdong away and walked upstairs.

"Don't you have eyes?" the Taoist priest who kicked the beast yelled.

Stumbling, Mai Dingdong hummed to the beast with a long tail.

Pattern, pay attention to pattern.

The black beast withdrew its legs angrily.

Several people's footsteps were messy, leaving behind a lot of broken mud.Judging by the appearance of the big and small bags, it is reckoned that he went to visit the grave in the middle of the night.

He just returned empty-handed, with injuries all over his body.

The fake monk wiped the blood with a wet tissue and chanted sutras. There were several blood marks on the back of his bare head, and the shirtless man had circular wounds all over his body.

The evil beast gloated and made fun of it.

"There are wild children here who like to throw stones at outsiders." The man took the initiative to explain and walked back into the house with his leather shoes on.

Mai Dingdong nodded and looked out.In the distance, there were indeed a few 1.4-meter-five figures, curled up at the base of the wall, kicking the stones under their feet.

It looks weird, and you can vaguely see that there is no curvature between the chin and the neck—the skin is completely grown together.

When they left, Mai Dingdong glued the wick with kerosene, took the black beast and stepped into the darkness.

"The villagers here speak in a weird way."

"Why is it so strange?" Holding up the kerosene lamp, Mai Dingdong carefully pulled the beast forward.

It may have rained at night, and the road surface was very slippery, and I stepped on wet mud not far away.

The doors of every house are closed, and the iron fences are rusted and locked.It is hard to imagine that there are still people living in it.

"They talk in a drawn-out, polite way, which makes them uncomfortable."

"Smart, I agree."

"Hey, wait a minute." The evil animal stopped Mai Dingdong, and the two took a big step back.

The owner of the ancient bookstore knows how to use the things in his hand.He turned the side knob to turn up the light, illuminating the cement wall with flickering warm colors.

When passing by during the day, there are simple brick walls without any decorations and signs.

But now I can distinguish four characters.

"Ten strokes of soil education?"

Mai Dingdong stroked the wall, "It's family planning."

"What year has this been?"

"You still know this?"

"Master is two rounds older than you."

There were only occasional shrill bird calls all around, which made the two of them talk in a low voice.

The ancestral hall is located in a depression, which is the lowest place in Taohua Village, and it also appears without anyone noticing.

The weeds at the gate are as high as the calves, and as we get closer to the gate of the ancestral hall, we can always step on thin irregular hard objects on the soles of our feet.

Mai Dingdong walked in rapt attention, he only stopped to look when he stepped on rubbish, or was reminded by the beast, this time, even the always calm Taomujing was dizzy.

Where is the garbage under the sole, it is obviously a dry leg bone!

Mai Dingdong hurriedly staggered away, once his nerves were tense, he would be in a panic.He couldn't help holding his breath, and glanced at the ancestral hall where the doors and windows were banging.

It's not safe inside.

"Master will protect you." The beast pretended to be calm while beating drums in its heart.

Mai Dingdong shook his head, stopped the anxious child from the gate and said solemnly: "I'll go in and have a look, you stay here and wait for me."

Although one is a spirit beast conceived by the qi of heaven and earth, and the other is a spirit made from peach wood, but apart from good luck and advanced audio-visual skills, neither of them knows anything about eliminating hatred and demons.

Using a wooden branch to vent his grievances is also a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse.

He likes to act with the flow, which doesn't mean he doesn't care about the beast and his own safety. It's safer to leave one person to support him.

"Listen to me." Mai Dingdong leaned over slightly, grabbed the child's shoulder and explained, "Don't eat any steamed buns, I'll be back right away. If you are in danger, run away."

"You should be a bone spirit."

Mai Dingdong smiled, really grabbed the mud on the ground, drew a circle under the beast's feet, and said seriously: "Yes, then treat it as a bone spirit, and don't move inside the circle."

"Then you should bring the lamp on." The beast stomped and shouted.

"You keep it."

"What can you see without a lamp?" The beast turned its wrist, and easily wiped off a jumping flame from the lamp for itself.

Mai Dingdong took the kerosene lamp, turned around and stepped into the ancestral hall.

Facing the gate sits a figure cross-legged, wearing a coir raincoat, squinting his eyes and smiling kindly, with three straw woven futons laid flat in front of him.

There are thick mahogany doors on the left and right sides, and the pull rings on the doors have been slightly rusted.

Nothing more than that.

Mai Dingdong pointed back and forth between the two doors with his fingers, murmured something, and finally decided to go to the right first.

squeak--

The smell of grass came, and Mai Dingdong slapped it twice to get rid of the smell.Wherever the light of the kerosene lamp reaches, haystacks are piled up, and there are several shallow pits in the middle of the hay.

Like something just slept on it.

Before he could take a closer look at the whole picture, there was a series of ear-piercing rubbing sounds behind him.He turned around quickly and found that the wooden door had already changed its position.

The room is moving.

"Who!"

The flame flickered for a while, and there was a bronze mirror standing directly in front of it.

At this time, the black as thick as ink swirled wildly like a vortex, condensing into concrete in the middle of the bronze mirror.

Mai Dingdong felt familiar for a while.

He stepped carefully across the thick haystack, trying to ignore the crystal sticky brushed wire, and leaned into the quaint bronze mirror.

Black is making a sound.

Like the most ancient deep call, like the ringing of the bell of the holy whirlwind, it can envelop everyone's rational nerves, leaving only one thought: get closer.

The soles of his feet walked steadily and slowly, but Hei was constantly jumping and churning, and finally became extremely excited when Mai Dingdong was only one step away.

The entire bronze mirror was shaking.

Mai Dingdong's eyes, reflected by the firelight, were extremely clear, shining with thin and warm light.

"Black Potato?" The name blurted out, startling even himself.

Like, but not like.

Twitch your nose and sniff, there is no smell, just black, endless black.

Curiosity led his hand to stick to the cold copper mirror.

It's cold.

The cold air penetrated into the capillaries along with the palm, and slowly became warm in the cold.

It was the other hand. The calluses at the base of the fingers rubbed against Mai Dingdong's skin, and the numbness slipped into the limbs like an electric current.

Mai Dingdong gasped in shock and was about to back away, but was pulled by that hand violently, the tip of his strong nose was about to hit the bronze mirror, the bridge of his nose was broken, and bright red blood flowed out.

But as the world spun, Taomu, who had been mature for more than [-] years, no longer felt the slightest coldness, only thump, thump, a strong and strong heartbeat that did not belong to him, clinging to his back.

That iron-hard, hot and rough hand held his hand forcefully, the fingertips grazed the young man's smooth back, slowly squeezed into the gap between the fingers, and clasped together from the outside without leaving any gaps.

"stop!"

The vigorous struggle became vulnerable, Mai Dingdong was unable to turn around, and was forced to embed himself in the warm darkness.

It was a hug that was unceremonious and ignorant of the world.

The left arm that held up the kerosene lamp gradually became weak, and before it fell, it reflected the reddish cheeks of the young man who was bewildered.

bang-

The wick was covered with kerosene and burned even more vigorously. The kerosene lamp continued to roll forward and landed on a pale human face.

Four or five humanoid monsters were commotioning.

Their chests and abdomens are facing upwards, their hands and feet are constantly wriggling, their soft necks are connected to their elongated heads, and the corners of their mouths pull out a strange smile.

In front of the waiter.

Mai Dingdong's breathing suddenly stopped.

Then the smooth strands of hair brushed against his cheeks, and the scorching breath penetrated along the pinna and into the eyes of the ears.

He heard a deep voice that seemed to come from his chest, leaning close to his ear, saying word by word:

I belong to you,

use me.

In the sacred hall, the mighty Wudao knelt down on one knee, piously sending all his divine power to the Son of God.

The author has something to say: (*￣3) (ε￣*) Bobo Acai, returning to the ancestors~

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