What caught her was an arm, an arm with turquoise bracelets.

In the past, this hand was well maintained and was even more delicate than her skin. But now, it has become red and purple, and there are a few black green spots in the fingernails, and a slight stench can be smelled.

Yet, it has been buried here for so long, of course there are signs of rotting...

Thinking of this, the barnacle's heart seemed to be hit hard: No, has he been found by Cheng Muyou? Those corpses that were split into several pieces by him were placed in the open space at the entrance of the village. She saw with her own eyes that she would never be wrong. And wasn't this turquoise bracelet brought to Da Kuizi's hand by him? How could it appear here?

Barnacle's lips shivered a few times, and his hands tightly clenched the ground that had been frozen and stiff, and kicked it down, hoping to shake her arms away. But the five black fingers pulled her so hard, and even pierced her shoes and socks and buckled her ankles, as if using a little more force would pierce her skin.

A sudden revelation of disgust arose in the barnacle's heart. Her hatred for Dong Zongyuan was not as deep as her mother. However, for so many years she had to try to please him, welcome him, say what he loved, and do what he liked. However, he was the son of the person she hated the most in her life, so every time she flattered her, she felt disgusted, and the hatred in her heart also accumulated bit by bit with time.

Therefore, when she attacked Dong Zongyuan, she was not reluctant at all. She looked at him like a livestock waiting to be slaughtered, and raised her knife and neatly chopped the man who had been sleeping with her for several years into several pieces, and then buried her in the forest.

Buried in the forest...

Thinking of these four words, barnacle almost screamed. Yes, this is the place where she buried Dong Zongyuan at that time. Later, his wreckage was dug out, and this place became a big pit... She just laughed at Cheng Muyou and said that he couldn't tell the direction. Now that this sentence is fulfilled on her own, it is also a dissatisfaction.

But even so, how could she be the one who could stand dead?

Barnacle gritted her teeth and climbed up with all her strength. She took out a palm-long dagger from the package and stabbed it hard on the back of Dong Zongyuan's hand without hesitation.

The five fingers finally let go of pain. The barnacle snorted coldly and kicked the hand into the pit. Then he collapsed on the ground and sucked the cold air in big mouthfuls.

"Puff...puff...puff..."

Suddenly, a strange sound came from the snow pit in front of her, as if someone was exhaling outside.

The barnacle's heart shrank into a ball. She didn't even dare to look into the pit, so she trembled and packed up the package on the ground, rolled and crawled forward.

But after only a few steps, a "boom" sounded behind me, very light, but I could tell that something jumped up from the pit.

When he arrived on the ground, it was still jumping, slowly jumping towards the barnacle.

"ah."

The barnacle let out a scream that she couldn't even hear clearly, and moved her hands and feet forward with the ground, but the snow was too deep. She climbed a few steps and then fell to the ground. When she remembered again, the thing had already come to her face. It was smiling at her, smiling gently and intimately, "Madam, didn't you say that we would never be separated again?"

***

The barnacle slowly woke up under a fluorescent light. She quickly got up, was stunned for a while, and suddenly reached out and touched her neck.

Not long ago, Dong Zongyuan's head bit her throat tightly. His big mouth, which was open and smelly, bit her neck through in one bite. She even saw blood spraying all over the floor, dyeing the snow red.

However, wherever I got, there was only a piece of smooth skin. The terrible wound was gone. It seemed that everything that happened just happened was just a nightmare she had.

The barnacle looked around in confusion. She found herself standing on a wasteland. There was no grass growing in the wilderness, and there were only a few star fireflies floating up and down, illuminating the small world around her.

"Where is this?" Barnacle frowned and stretched out his hand to the closest fluorescent light to him. However, the firefly did not want to be caught by her. Instead, it flew forward slowly and led her to follow.

The barnacle followed the green firefly, running forward from time to time, and she didn't know why she did this, but now, it seemed that she didn't know what else to do except follow it. In a trance, she felt that she was flying, like the firefly in front, flying freely on this wasteland, transcending the world and breaking the heavy shackles around her body.

But before it could fly for long, the firefly stopped moving. The barnacle found a magnificent temple standing in front of him, with gray tiles and red walls, solemn and silence against the black sky.

She looked at the stone tablet in front of the temple and whispered the three words: Guangtai Temple.

Guangtai Temple...

Why do these three words sound familiar? It seems that I have heard them somewhere.

The barnacle suddenly climbed a little fear, but she only hesitated for a moment and stepped into the tall threshold in front, because she saw the row of swaying candlelight in the temple, which was shining brightly against the darkness, which gave her a strange attraction.

However, as soon as she stepped into the hall, barnacles regretted it. The hall was only a small square piece in the middle covered by candlelight, and other places were hidden in the darkness. Especially in the four corners of the hall, the black inside seemed to be thicker than elsewhere, making her feel that something was about to move, and she would jump out if she was cold.

Thinking of this, she felt her scalp numb and her feet were soft, so she stepped back towards the palace gate, hoping to return to the deserted wasteland. Although there was no anger there, it was at least not like this Guangtai Temple, which was full of ghost energy and made people shudder.

But when she finally arrived at the hall gate, her palm touched a slippery thing. She turned around in panic and saw that the hall gate was blocked by a bright red net. The net looked like spider silk, and red lines, with latitude and latitude intertwined, forming irregular figures of large and small. However, when she saw the barnacle, she felt that the shapes were like pairs of eyes, and those eyes staring at her everywhere.
Chapter completed!