Unlimited cheating in the horror world

A few more coughs, this time the middle-aged man reacted more violently, suddenly opened his mouth and vomited a pool of blood, the dark red blood quickly melted into the soil.

He wiped his mouth, bypassed the blood he vomited, and continued to search.

The village chief said that as long as you see the spirit soil, you can recognize it, eat it immediately when you find it, and take some more to take away, so that you can use it if you get sick again.

What he didn't know was that after he left, the pool of blood he vomited was quickly absorbed by the soil, as if no blood had ever been spilled there.

This forest is so quiet, there is not even a bird or insect, it's like a vacuum.

Although it's cold here, I hardly feel the wind blowing, which is weird no matter how I think about it.

But the middle-aged man is not in the mood to care about these things, his mind is full of spiritual soil now.

He didn't know how long he had walked, but he felt a little tired, and it took a lot of strength to even lift his feet. Now that he was sick, his physical strength was not as good as before.

Even in this gloomy forest, he broke out in a cold sweat.

A gust of cold wind blew from nowhere behind him, and instead of making him feel refreshed, he shivered all over, feeling that he was wearing less clothes.

At first he didn't want to pay attention to these things, but the next moment he heard a rustling sound.

This made the middle-aged man feel vigilant. He stopped and began to look around, but there was not even a blade of grass shaking around him.

Did someone else follow him?

No, the spiritual soil is his.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man immediately sped up his pace and left, looking back from time to time, but this time he didn't hear the rustling sound again.

Not long after he left, the grass around a certain grave shook, and some soil fell from the grave, but calm soon returned.

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The forest had already blocked the sun, and when they saw that the sky was getting dark, Shen Congran and Feng Yichen decided to go back.

It looked scary and gloomy here, but they could still go back according to the way they came from, and they didn't go around at all, they walked straight all the way.

"It stands to reason that this forest shouldn't be big, so why haven't I met anyone else?" Shen Congran originally thought that even if they all walked separately, they might meet again on the road later.

She picked up a wooden stick not long ago, and this will go ahead and use the stick to sweep away the weeds blocking the way.

Feng Yichen followed her, "Maybe this forest is bigger than you imagined. You must know that this is an island. The area where the villagers can move is limited, and they can't damage so much of the environment."

Shen Congran tried to recall the scene he saw before entering the forest, as if the entire west side was covered with trees, and he didn't pay much attention to where it extended.

"Then we have to come tomorrow morning, and we will settle our lunch here. We should be able to survey more land."

Feng Yichen: "Okay, set a time tomorrow morning, I have brought ready-to-eat food, how about you?"

Shen Congran swept away the weeds again with a stick, "Of course I'm ready. People are as good as iron, and other than props, these are the most important things."

Most of her storage is food and daily necessities, and the rest is used to prepare props.

The two of them guessed the direction of this mission in this way, and unknowingly walked to the edge of the forest, where the houses of the village could be seen.

Shen Congran also felt hungry now, "I saw the house, luckily I didn't get lost."

She didn't want to get lost in such a gloomy wood.

Feng Yichen couldn't help laughing when he saw Shen Congran walking briskly.

Finally walking out of the woods, Shen Congran turned around, "Let's not wait for them."

Feng Yichen didn't stop walking, "I won't wait, you just wait if you want."

Of course, Shen Congran didn't wait, and immediately followed Feng Yichen's pace.

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Before the sky completely darkened, the rest of the people came out, but at different times.

When it was time for dinner, among the twelve people, only the sallow-faced uncle hadn't come back.

"The one with the yellow face will be fine." Guo Jianbai stood at the door and said, looking west, while the others sitting in the room were still eating.

"When you go in there, you are responsible for your own safety. Besides, he said that he wants to be alone. Why are you worrying about it?"

Ning Jiamei ate her food in small bites, talking disdainfully for Guo Jianbai's meddling.

Guo Jianbai took a bite of the apple and gave Ning Jiamei a sideways glance, "They're all as cold-blooded as you."

Ning Jiamei just sneered, who has that persistent kindness in the mission, "If you are worried, go to the forest and find him."

Guo Jianbai immediately changed his attitude when he heard this, "How old is he, how old am I?"

Ning Jiamei has ignored him.

The middle-aged man staggered back to the yard when everyone was almost done eating.

Guo Jianbai was the first to jump up to meet him, "Uncle, why did you come back so late, we are all worried that you got lost in the woods."

The middle-aged man ignored him, just clutched his stomach and went back to the backyard, not even wanting to eat.

Ning Jiamei sneered mercilessly when she saw this situation, Guo Jianbai didn't speak, and went back to her room in a muffled voice.

They don't know why the middle-aged man came back so late, but as long as the man returns safely, everyone's mood will not be so dull.

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Shen Congran was woken up by the sound of the suona in the morning. She looked at the time and it was only after six o'clock in the morning. Yesterday, she agreed with Feng Yichen to wake up after seven o'clock in the morning.

Unexpectedly, the villagers here blew the suona directly.

She wasn't the only one who was woken up. When she rubbed her eyes and walked out of the room, she saw that other people got up too.

When he got up, he didn't see Feng Yichen, and after a while someone else came from the front room.

"Breakfast has been delivered. This morning there are only porridge and side dishes."

Just listening to Shen Congran lost his appetite, so he turned around and went back to his room to wash up first.

Feng Yichen followed into the house, "Those villagers seem to be going out for a funeral, and they are carrying the coffin to the west forest."

When Shen Congran heard this, he immediately speeded up his washing, and flushed his face with cold water to make him more sober, "Then let's follow behind and have a look."

Feng Yichen saw her take out the paper and quickly wiped her face, so she went out to wait for her.

Shen Congran was wearing long trousers today, and his upper body was still short-sleeved, and he was still wearing a knitted sweater when he came out. The temperature in the forest was really abnormal.

The two of them went out quickly, and those who were sitting there eating saw them both going out, so they immediately picked up the bowl and drank a few more sips, regardless of the heat.

The funeral procession had been walking for a while, Shen Congran and Feng Yichen trotted to catch up.

The suona sound was too ear-catching, even if you couldn't see the trace of the team, you could still find the right direction according to the sound.

After chasing for about ten minutes, I saw the tail of the team. These people were the same as yesterday, all wearing white cloth around their waists, and some of them were leading their children.

And the most conspicuous thing, besides the big coffin, is the village chief Wang who is like a master.

He was still sitting in the lift chair, even in front of the coffin.

In order not to arouse the resentment of the villagers, they kept a distance and followed behind.

The mourning team quickly entered the forest, and after the suona sound entered, they felt that the sound was much quieter outside the forest.

Seeing that almost all the people in front had entered the forest, Shen Congran and Feng Yichen followed.

Those people kept walking forward without even looking back, Shen Congran thought maybe these people didn't object to them following.

Such a loud movement, as long as you are not deaf, you can hear it.

Hey, the 9.9 points of the new week are still there, and the album commemorative pictures can be updated, but I'm about to waste the stockpiling and stockpiling, and I still want to burst the new ones now, damn it, I have to save the manuscript! Thank you for your recommendation tickets and rewards, meme~