It was like having a standing caesarean section.

It just gave birth to a human head.

Forget it.

Originally, all I saw was the back of the head, I guess I could bear it, but who would have thought that the other end suddenly turned 180 degrees and rushed towards me!

The bloody greasepaint face bared its teeth at me.

"...!"

I rolled my eyes.

Totally unbearable.

A piece of mud and water hit the side of his face.

Lift your eyes again.

But it was full of wind and snow.

I stood up from the snow, the biting cold forced me to hold my arms tightly.

Where is this?

Something stirred my feet, and I staggered a few steps. When I turned around, I saw several snowdrifts around me. I just kicked a small part of the floating snow away, revealing a striking red cloth, which looked like someone's cuffs...

Someone buried in the snow?

wrong!

This scene was described by the old man in the village...

I turned around and was about to run, but when my legs tightened, a blue hand stretched out from the snowdrift and held my ankle firmly!

"ah!"

I sat up suddenly and looked at my father's face in shock, "Dad, the thing in the small temple is trying to catch me..."

Before I could finish speaking, I saw a dark figure standing behind my father.

And there’s more than one black shadow!

There was another one squatting in the corner, and another one standing by the door.

I kicked up my legs and hid in the kang. When I turned my head, something seemed to be arching behind the curtain. The cloth trembled and gradually bulged into the outline of a human face.

"Dad, there is a ghost!"

I wanted to pull up the quilt, but there was a dark shadow lying there next to me!

"San'er, don't be afraid! The dirty guy who caused the trouble was killed by the Third Master and can't enter our house."
Chapter completed!