After leaving the forest, Yue Ya saw the old lady still sitting there, waiting for them with a smile. The man in the bamboo hat and the villagers in the forest did not catch up, which meant that Yue Ya's deal with the man in the bamboo hat was successful.
The frequency of bamboo leaves falling has become much lower, and they have no new wounds. Yueya wiped his face, walked to the old lady, and handed her the small cloth bag: "We have found your things, please lead the way."
The old lady opened the small cloth bag, gently stroked the small spinning top and marbles inside, and whispered, "Thank you for helping me find such important things. My grandson loves playing with these toys. He will be very happy when he sees them later."
Little Bear looked at the darkening sky and frowned, urging: "Grandma, let's hurry up and leave. You can see your grandson sooner."
The old lady stood up with the help of a cane, holding the small cloth bag behind her back, and said slowly: "I am old, and I am slow to do things. You have to be patient... The road is not far, and we will definitely get there before dark, so don't worry."
The old lady coughed softly and walked forward with a cane: "The weather seems to be getting colder. Come with me. When we get there, I will give each of you a bowl of hot porridge to warm you up."
Yueya thought to herself that we dare not drink your hot porridge, but her expression did not change at all. She neither agreed nor refused: "Grandma, you are so kind."
"I look at you like my grandchildren. The more I look at you, the more I like you..." The old lady laughed softly, her laughter was so meaningful that it instantly gave Yueya goose bumps on his arms.
The old lady looked old and frail, but she actually walked very fast. From behind, it looked like she was floating forward on tiptoe.
Yueya and Xiaoxiong had to walk very fast to keep up with her.
With the old lady leading the way, the atmosphere of this bamboo forest path seemed different. Stone tablets with runes engraved on them would appear from time to time on the roadside. Occasionally, one or two shrill cries would be heard from deep in the bamboo forest. When the old lady heard them, she would sigh and say to herself, "There are so many poor people in this village..."
Yueya heard it and asked her tentatively: "Grandma, what happened in this village?"
The old lady was silent for a while, then she spoke solemnly, "There is a ravine in our village. Legend has it that if you keep walking along it... you will find the mouth of hell. There are sacred trees with flesh and bones that bring the dead back to life. So in our village, if someone dies, the family will bury him in the woods if they want him to rest in peace. If they want him to come back to them, they will throw his body into the ravine, hoping that it will float into the mouth of hell along the stream... We regard that ravine as a miracle, but we have also been harmed by it."
The description of "the sacred tree that can revive the dead with its white bones and flesh" reminded Yue Ya of the resurrection tree planted in his own personal space. Although that tree did not have such magical effects, it was very similar to the sacred tree that the old lady mentioned.
Hiss...are there any connections between these game copies?
Yue Ya asked, "Does the sacred tree you are talking about look like a banyan tree?"
As soon as Yueya asked the question, the little bear and the old lady looked at him at the same time.
The old lady's cloudy eyes trembled slightly: "How do you know? It's rumored, but none of us has seen it."
"I've heard of it." Yue Ya answered vaguely, and then asked: "You have been doing this all the time, has anyone successfully resurrected?"
The old lady looked at him deeply and answered irrelevantly: "A few years ago, a little girl from my neighbor's house brought home a seriously injured young man."
Is the little butterfly’s story also related to the ravine?
Yue Ya asked: "Who is that young man?" Could it be the villager who had died?
The old lady shook her head: "The young man claimed to be the son of a wealthy merchant, and his name was Lin Ao."
When the old lady said the name, the whole forest suddenly became silent.
"He and his friends were traveling around here, but they were robbed by bandits. Their car was stolen and they got separated from their friends. He hopes to recover here and wait for his family to pick him up... Then he will definitely repay us." The old lady said too much and her voice was hoarse. "The neighbor girl is kind-hearted. She definitely didn't want to be rewarded. She just took him home because she saw that he was injured and pitiful. We didn't pay much attention to this matter. It was because of our carelessness that a disaster occurred!"
Yue Ya thought of the letter she found in the ballroom. The boss had written this: Little Butterfly, from the moment you helped me home, the rope of fate tied our wrists together...
"And then?"
The old lady kept walking, her voice getting more and more excited. "Later, some strange things happened frequently in the village. Several young people disappeared inexplicably and could not be found no matter how hard we looked. The village chief suspected that a mountain ghost had come and abducted these children. He called us to hold torches and search all over the mountain. As a result, when we got to the ravine, we saw... Lin Ao standing on the edge of the cliff, biting the corpses! Those lost children were all eaten by him... all eaten by him!"
Yue Ya rubbed his fingertips and said, "He is a ghost that crawled up from the bottom of the ravine."
"Lin Ao is the evil ghost that climbed up from the mouth of hell. He pretended to be innocent and deceived our sympathy from the beginning. But when we found him, he had already drunk enough blood. Even if we tore off his true face, we had no way to control him. I still remember how he stood on the edge of the cliff with blood all over his body..."
The old lady stopped and looked back at Yue Ya, her body trembling: "Lin Ao was smiling the whole time, and said to us nonchalantly, 'Since you all know, I might as well massacre the whole village'!"
The cold wind blew by, and the bamboo forest rustled. Through the old grandmother's old eyes, Yue Ya seemed to see the terrifying night a few years ago, and saw the evil ghost with murderous intent stepping on the corpse.
There is only one person who can stop this evil ghost. Yue Ya asked: "Did your neighbor's little girl stand up?"
The old lady nodded heavily. "The little girl stood up and asked Lin Ao if this was his way of repaying her. When Lin Ao saw the crying little girl, he actually looked like a human being. He said that as long as the little girl married him and went back to the city with him, and sacrificed ten people, he would not massacre the village."
When the old lady talked about these past events, she acted like a living person.
The little bear turned the umbrella and asked, "What a complete devil. Did you do what he said?"
“What else can we do if we don’t do as you say?” The old lady looked a little sad. “But who is willing to sacrifice their own child? Those who were chosen fled overnight, and the village was in chaos… In the end, more than ten people died, even the little girl’s parents…”
The old lady stopped talking, pointed ahead and said, "We're here. I'll take you to this place. I'll repay you for helping me find the small cloth bag."
There were a few houses scattered in front, with strings of hideous ghost masks hanging under the eaves, floating in the cold wind like ghosts.
The windows of these houses were filled with dim light, and the figures walking inside looked somewhat deformed.
The old lady said, "See the house with the paper-cut on the window? That's the little girl's house."
Yue Ya looked in the direction the old lady pointed and saw that the house had a red butterfly sticker on it. The butterfly symbols in this copy seemed to be related to little butterflies.
"Come on, I'll go and call the little girl out for you." The old lady tapped her knees and went up the stairs with her crutches.
The two followed the old lady to the house with the butterfly stickers. When they reached the corridor, Yue Ya saw some drawing papers on the ground, which seemed to have some graffiti on them.
Yue Ya wanted to see more clearly, and just as he leaned over, he saw something flashing in the corner. He turned his eyes and saw a transparent glass marble.
This is something the old lady’s grandson likes to play with... Yueya looked up at the old lady. She reached for the door handle with a strange smile on the corner of her lips.
Yueya withdrew his gaze and secretly gestured to Xiaoxiong, signaling her to retreat quickly.
The two men grabbed the corridor handrail and jumped directly down.
"It's too late, you can't run away." The old lady laughed sinisterly and opened the door.
Yue Ya jumped up, and when he landed on the ground, the scene in front of him changed drastically. He did not jump into the bushes outside the corridor, but entered the house instead. This house was not a normal house, but a paper house.
The workmanship is quite sophisticated, with windows and doors, and decorated with gold and silver tinfoil, giving it a rather magnificent feeling... Wait, this seems to be the kind of paper house used to burn for the dead!
"Tada tada..." Footsteps were heard from behind. Yue Ya turned around and suddenly found that his limbs were a little stiff and light, which was difficult to control.
A little paper man holding an umbrella ran up to him and opened his not-so-flexible mouth: "Shocked, how did you become a paper man?"
Yueya raised her hand and saw a very rough paper hand with only two fingers. Feifei also became a paper cat. Because it was too small to make details, it looked like a paper box with ears and a tail, lying on the head of Yueya, who was also a miniature paper man. It was quite cute.
He sighed and said to the paper bear: "You have become a paper man too. The old lady deceived us. The house with paper cutouts is her home. She took us into her sacrificial house."
"Isn't it considered a breach of contract if she does this?" Little Bear showed a shocked expression again, which looked a bit funny with the red rouge on his paper face.
Yue Ya said, "Not really. The system didn't specify the location. She took us out of the bamboo maze as a favor. The little... girl must be nearby."
Not mentioning the little butterfly to the NPC will not trigger the taboo, but for the sake of caution, Yue Ya simply refers to her as the little girl.
"Another pit." The little bear looked at the paper house and walked to the door. "I'll go see if the doors and windows can be opened."
The little bear stopped and tried hard to turn the door handle with his clumsy hands, and he actually made her open the door.
Outside the door, a huge eye stared at her, and the dark pupil reflected her figure clearly.
The little bear felt like his breath was being held, and he was so scared that his soul almost left his body.
The old lady's voice resounded throughout the paper house: "Where are you going? My dear grandson..."
The little bear smiled and said, "I'm not going anywhere."
She stepped back in a hurry, slammed the door, and sat down on the ground: "Did you see that eye? My heart almost stopped!"
This kind of visual horror shock will make even the most courageous person tremble.
"The old lady just called you 'good grandson'. Her obsession is her grandson. We have to think of a way in this direction..." Yue Ya suddenly remembered something and paused: "This old lady is good at using paper. The paper man disguised as Xiao Feng is controlled by her. The real Xiao Feng may be hidden here by her!"
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