Chapter 81:

Chapter 81
The thick, thick, gelatinous darkness shrouded the barren ground. The broken walls and debris cannot support the sand and dust accumulated in the house. The fluid generally flows slowly and diffuses, glowing a faint dark red, as if there is life, and it erodes outward. On every inch of land on the ground.
The sloppy dry branches, like pale and thin limbs, stretched desperately toward a dark sky, and the dark red sand flowing under the dry branches slowly piled up into small dunes.
Soft children's voices lingered in the air, and sings the vague ballad softly, the hairspring generally passed into the eardrum, and slowly penetrated into the listeners' seven limbs and limbs, leaving a chilly wet mark like a snake.
Mo Yi held her breath, her pale, fingers were stiff and cold, and her dark black eyes stared at the place where the singing came.
Hard walls stood in the flowing dark red quicksand, enveloping the center of the house.
In the middle of a piece of land that was stained with blood such as blood, behind the two black stones, the soft soil seemed to move twice, and then slowly arched upward.
Everyone was staring at the land, with a look of horror in their eyes, but as if they were caught by something, their eyes were tightly absorbed in the terrible sight in front of them, unable to move.
The arch from that red soil was more violent, as if something was struggling to climb out from below.
The singing became clearer, the child's voice softly murmured as if it were in the ear, singing an unknown tune lowly, each melody like a pale hand, tightly choking people's throats, holding tightly Their heart brings drowning suffocation and fear.
Just listen to the slight rustle, and then the bright red soil surged like waves, spreading around, the blood-drenched soil turned over the thick rust smell, and then stayed in the surrounding sandy soil.
The shape of the entire land is finally determined to form. The winding dark red sand and the bright red soil are contrasted. The tall walls divide the entire pattern into lines to form a distorted and complex graphic, which will assemble all trees and trails on the entire land Enclosing it forms a weird pattern.
It had appeared in that empty tomb, and it had appeared on the page where the cover of the leather book was held.
Mo Yi's breathing was slightly short, her pale lips were tight because of blood loss, and a pair of extremely dark black eyes flashed a strange light.
The land behind the two tombstones has been sunk by the mud just now, leaving only a thin layer of mud to cover its surface.
Two little pale hands protruded from the tomb at the same time.
The song became clearer and clearer, and seemed to be mixed with the children's cheerful laughter.
Two small figures stood up from behind the tombstone. They acted stiff like puppets, stiff joints supported the ground near the tomb, and then twisted their limbs and climbed up from the ground.
Clear as if it were a shot in a horror movie, slowing down in people's eyes.
They slowly turned their heads and looked straight at the players who were standing there. There was no expression on the pale face, as if painted, the little mouth opened and closed slowly, nursery rhymes The chanting overflowed from their mouths:
"Whatarelittleboysmadeof
Frogsandsnails
Andpuppy-dogs \ 'tails,
Whatarelittlegirlsmadeof
Sugarandspice
Andallthat \ 'snice. "
[What makes a little boy?
Frog and snail
And the puppy's tail
What does a little girl do?
Sugar and spices
And all the good things]
The oil-stained and blood-stained paper that was nailed to the kitchen counter was written with this nursery rhyme, and it was slowly singing out of the mouths of two children who had been pieced together from countless dead bodies It seems even more weird 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 original flat and fuzzy features suddenly became three-dimensional and vivid. The two young faces were not bloody, and the two pairs of dark blue eyes without emotion. Hitomi stared straight at them, Yin Hong's little mouth opened and closed, singing the short nursery rhyme continuously.
The most noticeable thing is that there are two huge blood caves on their slender calves and knees.
The rampant blood flowed down the blood cave, slowly down the pale skin, wet their white stockings and small black shoes, and dripped into the bright red land tickingly.
That was the last part of the body missing from the seven offerings.
The people were creepy and slowly backed away, hoping to leave the two creepy children as far as possible, but at this moment the twisted house had collapsed, there was no shelter on the entire land, and there was no place to hide.
As one of the insiders of the incident, Yu Ran's breathing was slightly disturbed, and there was no trace of blood on her beautiful face. She settled down, leaned closer to Mo Yi's ear, lowered her voice, and asked with some trembling:
"This ... this is Erica and John?"
Mo Yi's eyes were deep, he nodded, and shook his head again: "Yes, no."
Rather than saying that they were Erika and John, they were rather monsters summoned by the demon sacrifice. They were a failed attempt to combine the divided bodies of human beings and to try to spell out their loved ones.
He had observed the tomb from a close distance, where it should be the place where the entire sacrifice began and was completed, and the two little children were no longer Erica and John, but were just like them, using human remains The combined monster is nothing more.
The desperate act of Ivy being used by the demon, she wanted to resurrect her child, but summoned the empty body carrying the deadly disease to the world.
Yu Ran's fingers twitched nervously, and a tense look spread from her face to her tight body:
"So ... the two of them are monsters of this hour?"
As she asked, she secretly calculated and analyzed the situation in front of her—because the sacrifices had not yet been completed, the knee bones of the two children were missing. Don't make the mental attack like the last hour. According to these healthy adults, it should be possible that they will not be caught.
Mo Yi's eyebrows flashed a little melancholy, and he shook his head: "If it's fine, then."
Yu Ran, who was standing beside him, apparently did not expect that Mo Yi would answer like this, and for a while did not know how to answer.
Just then, in the presence of the two puppet-like children, a small piece of darkness slowly formed.
A familiar figure emerged.
The scorched black is deformed and deformed as if burned by the fire. Above the scorched black body is a pale and beautiful face. A pair of dark eyes stared at the immature faces of the two children. Deep emotion, despair without tears, and deep love.
When Yu Ran was shocked, she suddenly remembered the sentence Mo Yi said on the second floor:
[What if you were one of the seven sacrificed? 】
So, this hour, what they are going to face-is Ai Wei.
Yu Ran turned her head fiercely, staring tightly at Mo Yi's side face, and she breathlessly asked:
"But didn't you say that Ivy kept her will? So she shouldn't be controlled by this sacrifice ceremony, right?"
In the end, her voice became more and more rushed, even with a bit of questioning.
Mo Yi turned her head, gave her a deep look, and replied:
"I thought so before."
Yu Ranyu clenched his palms and locked Mo Yi tightly, seemingly afraid to miss every word he said:
"……now what?"
Mo Yi lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes left a deep shadow on the pale face. He was pale and did not directly answer Yu Ran's question, but said lightly:
"As time went on, Ivy's image of maintaining the cruel ghost holding her child to death by fire was getting shorter and shorter, and her face kept more and more human ---
They also became soft-hearted. "
As Yu Ran heard more and more shocked, she turned to look at the blood-red land, and the moment the two children saw Ai Wei, a pale smile appeared on the pale and rigid face, as if all of a sudden From a lifeless puppet to a real child of two attached mothers.
They stopped singing, their red lips smiled, and their two big blue eyes were filled with sky.
A soft child's voice rang: "Mom."
Ivy's face seemed to be torn by some extreme emotions, half of them were crying and eager to embrace her own flesh, and the other half was rationally admonishing to be awake, this is not her child.
"Erica" ​​and "John" took two steps towards Ivy, and more blood flowed down their empty knees, almost staining their little white socks with pure blood red.
They wobbled and almost fell.
Maternal instincts triumph over reason.
Ai Wei rushed up, her scorched arm shaking her two furry heads in her arms, her face sagged, and her expression was unclear from Yu Ran's perspective.
The little girl's muffled voice sounded from her arms. It sounded half aggrieved and naive, but it sounded like a devil's whisper in the ears of everyone:
"Mom, we miss you so much."
Ivy's black body trembled, as if fighting her own reason.
The little boy's voice rang, followed by a soft patter:
"Mom, we want to be with you forever."
Ivy's blackened attachment fell down and fell into the dark red soil, revealing her own clothing and skin color. She wore a gray washed white dress with splashes on it The spotty brown blood stains, bright red and dark brown layered on top of each other, looked startling.
She straightened up stiffly, turned slowly, and her dark, cold eyes stared at the crowd.
She is no longer sacrificing her great mother to prevent the spread of the disease.
Returned to the two murderers who resurrected their own children and spared no effort to divide the six corpses.
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