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Yun Yun had known these legends about the evil ghost's curse since he was a child, but he still couldn't believe it when it came out of Yun Chuan's mouth.

He never knew why his father insisted on him going out, so he shook his head.

Yun Chuan smiled mysteriously, turned around and walked towards home, said quietly: "You will know later, your father will not harm you, and what he wants you to do is not just for you alone."

Hearing Yun Chuan's words, Yun Yun was very annoyed, Yun Chuan always liked to talk halfway, and he also knew that even if he was a stalker, it was impossible to get something out of Yun Chuan's mouth.

He had no choice but to follow Yun Chuan back. For some reason, Yun Chuan's words gave him an ominous premonition.

He looked at the surrounding mountains, lush and green, steep and precipitous, and some towered into the sky.

He didn't know if it was an illusion or what, but he seemed to see countless ghost figures rushing towards him in the surrounding mountains.

He was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat, turned around and ran away from the stream.

Looking at his running figure, Yun Chuan felt a little uncomfortable, shook his head weakly, and sighed: "It's time to come, it's finally coming, it can't be avoided, it can't be avoided."

Back home in the cloud, everything is still as familiar as before.

But he always has a strange feeling, but he can't express it.

After a while, Yun Chuan also returned home. Seeing Yun Yun's distraught appearance, he couldn't help frowning, and said lightly, "Are you tired? Go to the house to rest first, and today's homework will be skipped. I'll tell you when your father comes back." Him, go!"

Normally, he wouldn't dare to be lazy, and if Yun Cheng saw it, he would definitely suffer a lot.

But today, it was too strange. He obviously had a bad feeling in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hearing Yun Chuan's words, as if he had been granted amnesty, he rushed into the room in a hurry and fell down.

Now, he just wanted to sleep well, and hoped that this strange feeling would disappear when he woke up.

In a daze, he seemed to hear noisy voices. The Spirit Festival should be over at this moment, and the villagers also dispersed and went home.

After a while, he heard the sound of the outer door being pushed open, and footsteps began to sound.

Soon, Yun Cheng's majestic and majestic voice sounded.

"Cloud! Where are people?"

There was a slight sound of footsteps approaching the room in the cloud, with a "squeak", the door was gently pushed open, and immediately closed again.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and a gentle female voice said: "Husband, Duan'er is resting, please don't wake him up."

"Hmph! How long have you been thinking about taking a rest? If you're so lax, when will you be able to finish the job and wake him up, or I'll whip him up with a whip!"

Yun Cheng's voice was clearly filled with impatience and dissatisfaction, and then fell silent for a while.

The woman couldn't hold back Yun Cheng, sighed, and was about to wake Yun up.

Just two steps away, Yun Chuan's voice sounded.

"Forget it, Yun Cheng, let him have a good rest. After 16 years, this day has finally come."

What happened after that, Yunyun didn't know at all, he just felt like a cloud of fog in his mind, and fell into a deep sleep.

In a trance, he seemed to hear noisy human voices, and they were all men's voices.Immediately afterwards, a picture that he would never forget in his life appeared in his mind.

It was a dark and silent night, and the moon shone faintly, as if it was also full of chill.

Through the moonlight, one can see that the whole earth is shrouded in a thin layer of silver light.

On the forest path under the moonlight, the flames from dozens of torches made this cold night a little more warm.

Many men dressed as hunters walked quickly in the forest holding torches.

Some of them were carrying spears, some were carrying bows and arrows, and some were carrying hunting knives. The expressions on their faces were doubtful, fearful, and confused.

They walked forward quickly, turning their heads from time to time to look at the woods next to them.

A tall, muscular middle-aged man walking in the front suddenly stopped, and the people behind him also stopped.

A slightly immature voice in the crowd asked suspiciously: "Uncle Wu, why did you stop?"

The big man didn't answer, but reached out and picked a leaf from a small tree by the side of the road, pinched it gently with his fingers, then held it in front of his eyes, looked at it, and said lightly: "It's summer, the hottest day of the year. At that time, this forest was surprisingly cold, you see, there is ice on the leaves."

When everyone heard the words, they quickly picked the leaves to check, and they all showed doubts. One of them was puzzled and asked, "It's always been cold in the village. What do you think it will be like outside?"

Everyone was stunned and didn't speak, but they were obviously also worried about this issue.

No one has gone out for hundreds of years, and they don't know anything about the things outside the mountain.

The big man in the lead sighed and said: "In fact, our village was connected to the outside world hundreds of years ago, and many things in the village were left over from that time, but I don't know when the village became cold. Yes, according to the old people in the village, it seems to have something to do with the Spirit Festival."

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. Even if I don't go, Zining won't have a sound?"

A sudden burst of singing startled everyone.

The singing is ethereal and clear, echoing in the forest, it seems to be a woman's singing, the melody is melodious, making people feel like spring breeze.

But on such a cold night, hearing such a tune in the barren mountains and mountains, to this group of people, it is no different from a hypnotizing song.

All of them took up weapons and stared vigilantly around them. For them, keen hearing and extraordinary eyesight were essential for hunting from an early age.

The big man bowed his head and thought for a while, then shouted fiercely: "Run forward quickly, no matter what happens, don't look back, don't stop, as long as one person can get out, this operation will be successful, hurry up!"

After speaking, he rushed forward desperately, followed by the people behind him, like wild beasts, desperately running forward.

The singing continued, and a group of people ran desperately in the dark and cold forest.

Suddenly, all the torches were extinguished, and there was darkness in Yun Yun's mind.But at this moment, a heart-piercing cry came into my ears.

"Don't go, come back, come back!"

That voice was definitely not from the villagers, because it was a woman's voice!

The voice was miserable and sharp, as if it was coming from an evil ghost in hell, and after the terrifying voice came out, nothing could be heard.

Soon, another picture appeared in his mind.

The sun was scorching hot, and the banks of the river were filled with countless cries. Many people cried out loudly, some bent over and vomited non-stop, and many women knelt down on the ground, crying and shouting for their husbands and children. name.

Some old people held back their tears and tightly covered the eyes of the children beside them.

Yun Yun finally saw the scene in the river, which was a scene he would never forget in his life.