A gust of wind blew in from outside the city gate, and there was a hint of salty smell of the sea. However, this famous city is clearly located in the Central Plains and is far from the sea, so the sea breeze cannot blow here.

unless......

Another gust of wind swept over, blowing all the hats on people's heads, floating all over the sky. Even the New Year pictures on the Jiang family painting stall were swept to the ground, causing the Jiang family father and son to chase and pick them up in a hurry.

Now, not only Sang and Zhao Zimai, but also others in the city felt abnormal, including the monkey who was still excited just now, standing still without moving, staring straight at the direction of the city gate with a pair of black eyes.

After pausing for a while, suddenly, the monkey screamed, climbed along the monkey-shower's trousers' legs and grabbed his hair tightly, as if he was frightened. At the same time, Zhao Zimai's body shook suddenly, and he said "ah" in his mouth, pointing his finger to Zhang Yaozhong's little follower standing next to the city gate.

The little follower's clothes were now blown up by the wind, revealing his tender belly. However, in such a severe winter, he didn't seem to feel cold. He was still smiling tenderly, rubbing his belly with a finger, his movements were gentle but strange.

Several unmarried girls were so scared that they covered their eyes when they saw his naked belly that they did not dare to look at them again. Only Sang was still sitting on the horse and looked at him with concentration, his eyes full of indescribable colors.

His fingers were rubbing his belly button along his abdomen, and the little follower stopped moving. He pressed his belly button with his fingertips, poked it up and down a few times, and finally he stumbled a word, "It hurts..."

"It hurts..."

Before everyone could react, his voice suddenly amplified, which seemed particularly harsh in the quiet city. The shrill sound made everyone feel scared.

Several thin red lines spread out with his navel as the center, like a red spider web covering his belly, and like a weird compass.

"This is......"

Zhao Zimai widened his eyes, and before he finished speaking, the belly of the little follower suddenly exploded in front of everyone, and his flesh and internal organs flew everywhere, even splashing on the bodies of several pedestrians close to him.

"run."

Sang shouted at the people. Its voice was not loud, and it was still as calm as it was, but the people who were covered in blood and flesh were already panicked and crawled and rolled away from the small follower. Even the crowds who were already gathered to watch the fun retreated back, some hid in the shops, and some hid in the alley next to them.

Jiang Shan hurriedly pulled Jiang Bin to find a place to hide, but the two of them had not found a suitable hiding place yet. Suddenly, they heard a "sharp" behind them, and then there was Sang's tense voice, "It turns out...it turned out to be this New Year picture."

This sentence made the Jiang family father and son stop at the same time. The two turned around in panic, but they saw the scene that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

In the bloody belly of the little follower, there was a New Year picture standing. His belly seemed to be a frame of the New Year picture, and the New Year picture was pasted in his belly, which was already exposed with a thick rib. Now, the painting was slowly moving outward, making a "hissing and pulling" sound.

"It hurts..."

The little follower cried out again. Now, he seemed to suddenly wake up, and looked down at his stomach, looking at the New Year pictures that were stained with his blood, and let out a terrifying cry. Then, he suddenly walked towards the city, but after only a few steps, a "gurugu" sound suddenly came from his throat, and countless blood bubbles rushed out of his mouth, covering his face.

With a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground with his face down, his empty stomach was also pressed down below, and all his ribs were broken.

"Why... why are the New Year pictures in people's belly?" Jiang Shan was completely frightened and pulled Jiang Bin back with all his strength. Jiang Bin just let him pull himself. His body seemed to be no longer his own, and his mind was still moving.

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That painting was that painting. Although it had been stained with blood, he still saw the eyes behind him through layers of blood. Innocent and vicissitudes, she was so cute and terrifying that she lived through her hands.

He should have realized this earlier. Just this morning, the moment he spread out the drawing paper and picked up the brush, he should have realized this. Because there was nothing else in his pen, just this old woman, just her. He couldn't stop, and he even felt that his hand no longer belonged to him. From the moment the tip of the pen touched the drawing paper, he painted wildly, and in just one morning, he drew more than ten New Year pictures and more than ten exactly the same New Year pictures.

"father......"

Jiang Bin suddenly felt something was wrong, so he stopped moving, and his hand tightly grabbed Jiang Shan's sleeve, "Dad, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the heads that were poking out of the shops in the alley suddenly exclaimed, "It's moving, the dead... it's moving..."

Jiang Bin turned around again and saw that the little follower's head and feet were folded upside down, like a curved bow.

"Crack, crumpy, crumpy, crumpy," his head and feet raised higher and higher, and his upper body and knees were raised. The bones were broken by the pulling force, one after another, making a terrifying sound. Finally, his only stomach was still attached to the ground, and the rest was hung in the air, as if he was pulled by a few threads.

"Puff...puff..." A New Year painting moved horizontally from under the belly with the ground. At first, it was just a corner, and then it shivered and revealed most of its body. Finally, it completely came out. After shaking a few times, it slowly stood up. The person in the painting had a smile on his face, and looked at the people who were staring at him with a pair of half-closed eyes.

The crowd was shocked by this strange scene and did not dare to move or speak, for fear that the eyes would be staring at him. Only Jiang Bin was still looking at her and the New Year painting from his own hands. He saw that the old woman in the painting was also looking at him. After a while, she bent down slightly at him, as if she was thanking him.

Jiang Bin was completely stunned. Jiang Shan pulled him a few times without pulling him. He had no choice but to carry him on his back and crawl into the alley closest to them.

"It was her. I just saw her. She was swallowed by the snake monster. Later, she was cut off again." Although Zhao Zimai was afraid, he still did not move. While watching the New Year paintings vigilantly, he whispered to Sang beside him.
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