Chapter 81

The thick and viscous darkness, like a gel, enveloped the barren ground. The broken walls could not support the sand and dust accumulated in the house. The fluid slowly flowed and spread, with a faint dark red, eroding every inch of land on the ground like life.

The rugged dead branches are like pale and thin limbs, reaching into the dark sky in despair. Dark red sand flows under the dead branches, slowly piled up into small sand dunes.

A soft childish voice floated in the air, singing vague songs gently, and it spread into the eardrum like a gossip, slowly seeping into the listener's seven orifices and limbs, leaving cold and wet marks like a snake.

Mo Yi held his breath, his pale and bloody fingers were stiff and cold, and his dark black eyes stared at the place where the singing came.

The hard walls stand in the flowing dark red quicksand, wrapping the center of the room.

In the middle of the land that was as red as blood stained, behind the two black stone tablets, the soft soil seemed to move twice, and then slowly arched upwards.

Everyone stared at the land, with a look of horror in their eyes, but they seemed to be trapped by some nightmare. The eyeballs were tightly absorbed on the terrifying scene in front of them, unable to move at all.

The arch of the blood-red mud became even more intense, as if something was struggling to climb out from below.

The singing became clearer, and the gentle whisper of the childish voice seemed to be right in his ears, singing an unknown tune low. Each melody was like a pale hand, tightly squeezing people's throats and holding their hearts tightly, bringing drowning suffocation and fear.

There was only a slight rustling sound, and then the bright red soil surged like waves, spreading towards the surroundings. The soil that was full of blood turned on a strong smell of rust, and then stayed in the surrounding sand.

The shape of the entire land was finally determined to form. The winding dark red sand and bright red soil contrasted with the bright red soil. The tall walls were lines to separate the entire pattern, forming a twisted and complex figure, which included all the trees and paths on the entire land, forming a strange pattern.

It appeared in that empty tomb, and also on the page where the human book was tucked.

Mo Yi's breathing was slightly rapid, and his lips, which seemed pale due to blood loss, were tightened, and his dark black eyes flashed with strange light.

The land behind the two tombstones has now been deeply sunk due to the surging soil just now, leaving only a thin layer of soil covering its surface.

Two pairs of small pale hands poked out from the tomb at the same time.

The singing became clearer and louder, as if it was mixed with the cheerful laughter of children.

Two small figures stood up from behind the tombstone. Their movements were as stiff as puppets. Their stiff joints supported the ground beside the tomb chamber, and then twisted their limbs and climbed up from under the ground.

It is clear as if it is a shot in a horror movie, slowing down in people's eyes.

They slowly turned their heads and looked straight at the players standing there. There was no expression on their pale faces, as if they were drawn, their blood-red mouths slowly opened and closed, and the singing of nursery rhymes overflowed from their mouths:

“whatarelittleboysmadeof

frogsandsnails

andpuppy-dogs'tails,

whatarelittlegirlsmadeof

sugarandspice

andallthat'snice."

【What is the little boy made of?

Frog and snail

And the puppy's tail

What is the little girl made of?

Sugar and spices

And all the good stuff]

The paper covered with oily and bloody handprints nailed to the kitchen table was written with this nursery rhyme. It was slowly singing from the mouths of the two children who were pieced together with countless bodies, which seemed even more strange and distorted.

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at them carefully.

They were the two children in the black and white photo embedded in the pendant. The originally flat and blurred facial features suddenly became three-dimensional and vivid. The two tender little faces were not bloody at all. Two pairs of emotionally unconscious navy blue pupils stared at them straight, their red mouths opened and closed, and continued to sing the short nursery rhyme.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are two huge blood holes on their slender calves and knees.

The gurgling blood flowed down the blood hole, slowly down the pale skin, wet their snow-white stockings and black shoes, and dripping into the bright red land.

That was the last part of the human body that was missing among the seven sacrifices.

Everyone was creepy and slowly retreated, hoping to leave the two creepy children as far as possible, but at this moment the twisted house had collapsed, and there was no shelter on the entire land, and there was no place to hide if you wanted to.

As one of the insiders of the entire incident, Yu Ran's breathing was a little disordered, and there was no trace of blood on her beautiful face. She calmed down and leaned close to Mo Yi's ear, lowered her voice, and asked with a trembling trembling:

"This...this is Erica and John?"

Mo Yi's eyes were deep, he nodded, and shook his head again: "Yes, not."

Rather than saying that they are Erica and John, they are monsters summoned by the demon sacrifice, a failed attempt to combine human split bodies and imagine a delusional attempt to spell out the lost relatives.

He had observed close to the grave, which should be the place where the entire sacrifice began and completed. The two children were no longer Erica and John, but just a monster that looked the same as them and was composed of human bodies.

Ivy's desperate act was taken advantage of by the demon. She wanted to resurrect her child, but she summoned her empty body carrying a fatal disease to the world.

Yu Ran's fingers twitched nervously, and a nervous look spread from her face to her tense body:

"So...they are the monsters of this hour?"

As she asked, she secretly computed and analyzed the situation in front of her - since the sacrifice had not been completed, the two children had no kneecaps. Even if there was no shelter or cover on the entire land now, as long as they did not use mental attacks like the last hour, it would be possible that they would not be caught, as long as they were healthy adults.

A faint melancholy flashed between Mo Yi's eyebrows and eyes, and he shook his head: "If so."

Yu Ran, who was standing beside him, was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Mo Yi to answer like this. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.

At this moment, a small piece of darkness slowly condensed into shape in front of the two children who were like dolls.

A familiar figure emerged.

The charred limbs were twisted and deformed as if burned by fire. Above the charred body was a pale and beautiful face, and a pair of dark eyes stared at the tender faces of the two children. There seemed to be countless deep emotions in their eyes, without tears of despair, and deep love.

Yu Ran was shocked and suddenly remembered what Mo Yi said when he was on the second floor:

【What if you were one of the seven sacrificed people?】

So, during this hour, what they will face - Ivy.

Yu Ran turned his head suddenly, staring at Mo Yi's side face tightly, and she asked with unsteady breathing:

"But didn't you say that Ivy preserved her will? So she shouldn't be controlled by this sacrifice ceremony, right?"

At the end, her voice became more and more urgent, even with a bit of questioning.

Mo Yi turned his head, looked at her deeply, and replied:

"That's what I thought before."

Yu Ran clenched his palms and locked Mo Yi with his eyes tightly, as if he was afraid of missing every word he said:

“…what now?”

Mo Yi lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes left a deep shadow on his pale face. He looked pale and did not directly answer Yu Ran's question, but said in a faint voice:

"As time passed, Ivy maintained the image of the cruel ghost who was burned to death by the fire in the fire, and her face remained in human form more and more often-

He is becoming more and more soft-hearted."

Yu Ran became more and more frightened as she heard it. She turned to look at the blood-red earth. She saw that the two children instantly smiled intimately on their pale and stiff little faces, as if they had suddenly changed from a lifeless puppet to two real children attached to their mothers.

They stopped singing, their red lips were smiling, and their big blue eyes were filled with innocent expressions.

A soft childish voice rang out: "Mom."

Ivy's face seemed to be torn by some extreme emotion, half was crying and eager to embrace her flesh and blood in her arms, and the other half was rationally reminding herself to be awake, that this was not her child.

"Erika" and "John" took two steps towards Ivy, and more blood flowed down their empty knees, almost dyeing their snow-white socks into pure blood red.

They staggered and almost fell down.

The instinct of motherhood defeats reason.

Ivy rushed up, her charred arms trembled and hugged her two furry heads in her arms, her face drooping, and she couldn't see her expression clearly from Yu Ran's perspective.

The little girl's muffled voice sounded from her arms, which sounded half wronged and half innocent, but it seemed like a devil's whisper in everyone's ears:

"Mom, we miss you so much."

Ivy's charred body trembled for a moment, as if she was fighting against her own reason.

The little boy's voice rang out immediately, softly acting coquettish:

"Mom, we will be with you forever."

The charred attachments on Ivy fell downwards, falling into the dark red soil, revealing her own clothes and skin color. She was wearing a gray, washed white dress, splashed with spots of brown blood on it, and the bright red and dark brown were covered layer by layer, looking shocking.

She straightened up stiffly, turned slowly, and looked at everyone with a pair of dark and cold eyes.

She is no longer a great mother who sacrifices her own great mother to prevent the spread of the disease.
Chapter completed!