Chapter 492: Strange Stories of the Republic of China
Chapter 492: Strange Stories of the Republic of China
The principal was puzzled and asked everyone to leave.
"What happened to them?"
Jiuge looked at those 'students' warily and said, "This is not a human pulse at all."
The principal's legs were weak: "What do you mean?"
Jiuge asked him, "How many days have they been back?"
The principal replied: "Seven, seven days. Today is the seventh day."
In her previous life, everyone who came back from the mountain died on the seventh day, and now all of them had no pulse. She wanted to see what was going on.
Jiuge waited from noon until dusk. Just when the sky was filled with bright red clouds, the bodies of several students on the beds reacted. Their bodies twisted at a strange angle, and their faces turned from white to black. They used their hands and feet to crawl out, and kept spitting out foul-smelling black blood from their mouths.
The principal, who had just opened the door, was so frightened when he saw this scene, "Ahhhhhh!!! Ghost!!!"
Jiuge dragged him aside and shouted, "Shut up."
The principal didn't dare to breathe, his face was filled with fear, "Aunt Jiu, save me!!"
Jiuge took the talisman paper and pasted it on the students, but there was no reaction at all. Even her spiritual power had no effect on them. Even though she was well-informed, she was still stunned by this scene, "What on earth is this!"
She used a dagger to cut open a man's arm, and a stream of sticky black blood gushed out of his body. Then the black blood shrank back and drilled into the student's body, as if the black blood had consciousness.
This was beyond their understanding. The principal's scalp was numb. "What, what is this thing!!"
Jiuge didn't know what this thing was. She didn't feel that this thing had any consciousness at all. Just when she was thinking about how to deal with them, the body that had just crawled to the door suddenly vomited, and then the others followed suit. What they vomited was as disgusting as rotten mud.
Jiuge and the principal both covered their noses, and those bodies kept vomiting. Then there was a scream, and those people's bodies melted like snowmen after being poured with hot water, slowly deformed, and finally scattered on the ground into pools of black blood, which looked both disgusting and terrifying.
As if unwilling to give up, the black blood on the ground screamed again like a moving rubber, and finally collapsed to the ground powerlessly, finally becoming a pool of black blood.
Seeing several living people suddenly turn into a pool of black blood in front of him, the principal's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Jiuge was also a little confused, "What's going on?!"
She remembered what Foshanzi said, that some people turned into a pool of black blood after returning from the mountain. So that's how it is.
But she couldn't figure out why these people became like this, so she could only ask the principal to seal off the place and she would come back to check later.
……
This matter was too weird, Jiuge did not tell the people the truth, what if it caused a riot?
She said to the somewhat dumbfounded principal, "Don't ever let students go to the back hill again. You saw what happened today. If you don't want any more accidents to happen, you'd better listen to me."
The principal was quite upset today. He kept nodding his head, indicating that he would definitely do as she said.
She looked toward the mountains behind the school; it seemed she would have to go inside once more.
But now she had to check which idiot was still running to the back mountain, or was Jin Wei and her daughter recruiting people in secret again?
……
Jiuge returned to the original owner's place, only to find that a thief had broken into the house. She looked at the woman who had been rummaging through her rice jar, and her mouth twitched, "Jin Cuihua, you're a thief again!"
Jin Cuihua trembled with fear, and quickly filled two large bowls of rice, then turned around awkwardly and pretended to be reserved:
"Haha, sister, my family is out of food. You know, my husband doesn't care about anything, and I have a pair of children to support. I can't do anything about it."
Jiuge was speechless. The original owner's sister just liked to take advantage of others. However, the original owner was alone and didn't need much food or daily necessities, so she always turned a blind eye. People were still very poor in that era, so the original owner had no objection and Jiuge was too lazy to argue with her.
However, "What about those two? Tell them not to go too far, or I'll break their legs."
Jin Cuihua laughed awkwardly with a guilty conscience: "Haha, he, they are in the kitchen."
Jiuge went all the way to the kitchen and found Wang Yaozu arguing with a thin girl. He shouted, "This is the last piece of osmanthus cake. I want to eat it. Why do you want to snatch it?"
The girl's eyes were filled with tears, her lips were trembling, and she couldn't even stand steadily. "What's wrong with me eating one piece?"
"Why? I want to eat it. Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
"I'll kill you too. Why can you eat me but I can't?"
"Why do you, a little girl, eat so much?"
The two of them were arguing over a piece of cake. This had happened countless times in the original owner's memory, and she rolled her eyes.
Jin Cuihua saw that there was only one piece of cake left. She said angrily, "You silly girl, you are fighting with your brother for something again. Stop it, stop fighting, and give it to me."
She ran over and ate up all the cakes on the table. Wang Yaozu was so angry that he rolled on the ground, "I don't want to, ahhhhh!!! I want to eat it, mom, you're going too far, just this one piece ahhhhh!!"
Jin Cuihua didn't feel guilty at all, and said, "It's because you don't have the ability to rob me."
She looked at the girl next to her again and pinched her soft flesh. The girl cried out in pain, "Mom, why are you pinching me?"
Jin Cuihua said unhappily, "I pinched you, what's wrong with that, you little bitch? You fought with him for just one piece, what's wrong with you giving it to him?"
Wang Yaozu looked at the girl angrily, "It's all your fault. I can't eat the osmanthus cake."
The girl kicked him and said, "Mom ate it. Why didn't you go find her? Now you blame me. I'm going to beat you to death, you useless thing."
Jiuge looked at the noisy family and yawned in boredom, "Are you guys done yet?"
Jin Cuihua was afraid that she would be angry, so she quickly shouted, "Wang Guangzong, stop hitting me. You ate so much and there's only one piece left. How dare you snatch it from him? Come here."
Wang Guangzong coughed, then kicked Wang Yaozu again, "Waste."
Wang Yaozu: (?﹏?)
Wang Yaozu hugged Jiuge's thigh with a wronged look on his face, crying, "Aunt, you have to make the decision for me. She wants to snatch everything from me. You have to compensate me."
Jiuge looked at him with disdain, "Get lost, I don't have time for you."
She looked at Wang Guangzong again, "Can't you be nicer to him?"
Wang Guangzong was born with a weak body and looked like a frail willow, with sadness between her brows. Anyone who saw her would think she was a weak and vulnerable woman, but her words were particularly hurtful:
"No, I will be the head of this family in the future. If this idiot doesn't obey me, I have to teach him a lesson."
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