Chapter 139: Old Stories in a Small Town (Part 2)

One day later,

This childhood memory related to the little girl has come to an end.

That was also the last time he saw her.

It was probably a cold and humid noon,

Many residents of the town gathered in front of the dilapidated old house, and the discussion was noisy. Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces, and from time to time they looked into the old house.

The boy struggled to squeeze into the crowd with his small body, and what he saw made his pupils shrink and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Full, dense and thick, snow-white...

silk......

The old house built of bricks and stones is very spacious as a whole, with an ancient Central Plains style that is incompatible with the surrounding buildings. There is an old mahogany door outside, and the door lock is a square branch lock made of brass. There is a large courtyard behind the door. There are no stone slabs on the ground, but instead it is covered with damp yellow soil.

Now this old house, the door, the courtyard, the ground and the eaves are all wrapped or wrapped with fine silk.

What's even weirder is that in the center of the courtyard, there is a silkworm cocoon over 1 meter high. The cocoon is filled with wisps of bloody red light from the inside out, like blood vessels...

Most of the eyes of the onlookers fell on the bloody cocoon.

Vaguely, the boy heard someone next to him saying that the daughter of the owner of the old house was hiding in the bloody cocoon, but no one dared to step into the courtyard.

Because people recall the ominousness of this old house, which echoes today's weirdness, and further proves that there is some kind of curse in the old house. Once it is contaminated, it may harm itself.

The boy's mind went blank, his body had already moved first, and he rushed out before the adults around him could react.

Completely forgetting his parents' warnings and ignoring the exclamations of the adults behind him, he didn't know what he was doing.

He unexpectedly approached the strange old house, stepped into the old mahogany door with mottled paint, and even stumbled due to the higher threshold. Then he stepped on the wet yellow soil of the courtyard, and step by step, he came to the bloody In front of the cocoon.

Tsk tsk...

Tsk!

The sound of cracking silk echoed in the gloomy old courtyard. The air was filled with a creepy crimson color, and strands of silk fell like goose feathers and heavy snow.

Those silks that people were afraid to avoid, those silks that symbolized blood and curse, were easily torn to pieces by a child, and the body in the cocoon was gradually exposed to the boy's eyes.

Although people couldn't see what was inside the cocoon, they could smell the strong smell of blood.

They held their breath, panicked, and retreated one after another, fearing that something bad would happen to them.

"Huhu..."

The boy could only hear his own heavy breathing.

He saw a skinny girl with a pale complexion, black lips, and her eyes tightly closed in pain, seemingly falling into a deep sleep.

It's really her.

But no matter how much he called the little girl, or even slapped her on the cheek, there was no sign of her waking up.

He had no choice but to continue tearing at the cocoons, and vaguely felt a cold sting coming from the back of his neck. When he touched the back of his neck with his hand, the stinging sensation had disappeared, and no wound was found.

Fortunately, the cocoon was not tightly wrapped, and he soon dragged the little girl out. Finally, using all his strength, he tremblingly pulled the little girl out amidst the dodging, hesitating, indifferent and avoidable eyes of the adults. The girl took him out.

The little girl was still covered in bloody silk. Even though he carried the girl out of the gate of the old house, no one stretched out a hand. The crowd always kept a distance that made them feel safe, like pieces of sculpture. .

The simple folk customs and harmonious neighbors that we felt in the past have disappeared in the face of the fear of the unknown!

"She's not dead yet!"

"Who will save her..."

He shouted to the people around him for help, but he didn't get the response he expected.

After an unknown amount of time, when his voice had become hoarse, a tall figure finally stood in front of the boy.

The man patted his shoulder, said something in his ear, then picked up the little girl, turned and left, and soon disappeared.

Maybe it was because he was always highly stressed, or maybe it was related to the weirdness of the old house. After listening to the man's words, the boy finally relaxed and passed out.

When the boy woke up, he saw the white ceiling of the hospital, his father's complex and frightened expression, and the worried and concerned eyes of his brother and mother.

He asked his family what happened next, but they said nothing.

He could no longer remember the face of the man who took the girl away. He only vaguely remembered that the man was very young and seemed... to be wearing a black military uniform.

Later, the father and daughter seemed to disappear from the world, never appearing in the town again, and the old house was sealed.

Some people say that the father died in the old house when the ominous appearance occurred, and only the rescued daughter escaped.

Later, the boy discovered that no matter what kind of injury his body suffered, he could recover at an unusually fast speed. There were always a few days every month when he would find a large number of poisonous insects around his home.

This got others concerned.

The residents of the town were worried about being infected by an ominous curse, so that the family was deliberately excluded. Fortunately, the boy's parents unexpectedly received a large amount of money. With this money, the family moved to the city and left the city. The boy's childhood memories of Little Rock Town.

Since then, the parents have always kept silent about Xiaoshi Town and warned the boy: Don't go back there, and don't ask where the money came from.

Over time, many memory fragments were lost inexplicably, and the memory of the family's life in Xiaoshi Town was intermittent, as if the projection film was cut.

The boy went to high school in the city, and his parents decided to separate. His father lived with his brother, and he lived with his mother.

Although his parents didn't say it, the boy always felt that his father didn't like him, which might be related to his breaking into the old house. Even their conflict might have started because of him.

The past scenes reappeared.

Reincarnated as a spider, the encirclement of the back mountain, the hostility and fear of humans, the technological weapons that were determined to put him to death...

"I... am a person contaminated by weirdness."

In the dream, the cold and noble whispers echoed.

"I am no longer even a human, but a strange creature..."

"I am not Bai Jie, nor Bai Zhi, but the source of the weirdness in Yong'an City, a spider that has lost its emotions and likes to kill humans..."

"Wait... Why do I dream about the past?"

"No, even if I am polluted by weirdness and cursed by ominousness, I am still me, both Bai Jie and Bai Zhi!"

"Is it you?"

"You can lurk in me, but you can't control me."

"What if I am feared by humans? What if I am called the source of weirdness?"

"Fear is the trace I left in the world, the scarlet moon is my eyes watching the ants in the mortal world, thunder and lightning is my authority to crush opponents, and the night is my territory for sleeping..."

"I will go back... Pollution and panic will only make me stronger."

The cold and noble words became more and more firm.

A loud bang!

The blue-purple thunder shattered the dream.

......

Eight blue-purple eyes suddenly emitted a shining brilliance.

As soon as the demon spider woke up, all that could be seen was a strange pink and purple halo surrounding it!