The color of the yurt looks mottled and noisy, as if the colors are very inconsistent, like oil stains on a piece of white cloth, one is dark and the other is light, which makes it very uncomfortable to look at.
I bit the bullet and walked towards the yurt.
When I was two or three meters away from the yurt, a chill emerged from the soles of my feet, and then spread throughout my body, making my scalp numb.
It turned out that it was not an illusion, but that there were indeed faces on the yurt.
These people were not printed on them, but sewn on them with threads.
Some faces were even stretched into a square shape due to the tension of the sutures, and they could no longer be seen as human faces.
"Could this be the face of a real person?"
I thought in my heart.
If it was the face of a real person, then at least the face of thousands of people would be enough to sew this yurt.
I took a step forward with difficulty and slowly approached the yurt.
When I was thirty centimeters away from the yurt, I finally saw clearly the lines on the face, and even the slits of the eyelids and the sutures of the nostrils.
I felt bad all over.
It was indeed a yurt sewn with the skin of a living person.
Who did this?
It's so crazy and outrageous.
"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?"
the brother behind asked me.
"It's so horrible, so inhumane.
This yurt is a human skin yurt, sewn with the skin of a real person."
I shouted to the back.
"What?"
My brother was also shocked.
Wow At this moment, the little boy burst out crying, and his cry resounded throughout the grassland.
I quickly ran towards the little boy, and my brother and I looked at him at the same time, and I said, "Why can't he cry?"
"What does not being able to speak have to do with being able to cry?"
My brother looked at me in surprise.
"When my grandfather treated him, he said that his voice was artificially damaged, and it seemed that he was not autistic in the first place, but was frightened or intimidated by someone, and had to close himself off and not communicate with others.
"I took a deep breath and said, "He actually cried when he saw this yurt, so it must have something to do with it.
Either he was scared, or he knew the origin or horror of this yurt."
We comforted the little boy who couldn't stop crying.
After comforting him for a long time, the little boy stopped crying, but he kept sobbing silently.
Seeing that the little boy stopped crying, I continued walking to the ger, and I had to enter the ger no matter what.
Before arriving at the yurt, I looked at the wrinkled and yellowed human faces on the piece of paper.
Everyone's skin color is different, so they are sewn together.
Looking at it from a distance, it looks like cloth stained with oil.
Before reaching the curtain, I shouted to the inside: "Grandpa, fat man, are you in there?"
But there was no response from inside, so I stretched out and opened the curtain that was still sewn from human skin.
The curtain opened a crack and I took a peek.
What was inside surprised me again.
I saw only the braids hanging under the human skin in the yurt.
After a quick glance, there were at least hundreds of them, varying in thickness and length.
Some were black and white, some were completely black, some were all white, and some were half black and half white.
I took a breath again and thought to myself, why are there so many braids?
Do they all belong to these people’s faces?
Suddenly I remembered the orange-eyed zombie who taught me the song of the wind in the cave on the Tianshan Mountains.
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He led his tribe to conquer the world during his lifetime.
After the victory, those tribal leaders who surrendered to him had to cut off their own hair.
The braids were handed over to him as a sign of loyalty.
There is also a grassland culture over there, and there is also a grassland culture over here, so it should be the same.
Could it be that these pigtails and these human faces were losers, and not only were the pigtails handed over to the one who defeated them, they were even killed by the victor, and then they used their human faces and pigtails to build such a terrifying yurt.
To highlight his achievements and achievements?
How could this really be the case?
That would be too cruel.
Then I seemed to hear the sound of water in the middle.
I held my breath and listened carefully, and sure enough I heard the sound of water.
But when I looked up, I saw that they were all densely packed with braids.
The braids blocked my view and I couldn't see what was in the middle.
I took two deep breaths, then stepped into the yurt bravely, opened the braids one by one with my hands, and walked inside.
The sound of water became clearer and clearer, and suddenly I saw a well in the center of the yurt, and the sound came from the well.
I held my breath, really unwilling to breathe in the air in this yurt.
If I wasn't looking for grandpa and the fat man, I wouldn't want to stay here any longer.
When I arrived at the wellhead, I looked inside and saw that the water surface was very high, only about one meter away from the wellhead.
The water is calm and clear, but in this eerie human-skin yurt, there are so many black braids, and the water reflects the dark braids.
At this time, a dark wind blew in the yurt, and I suddenly shivered.
The curtain has not moved.
The entire yurt is sealed.
Where can the wind come in?
The wind blew those braids swaying in all directions, which was extremely weird and scary, and even made a whining sound.
Sweat broke out on my forehead.
With a bang, the water in the well suddenly rippled, and a face suddenly reflected.
"Grandpa" I was shocked and shocked.
How could there be grandpa's face in the well?
Was it because I was frightened and dazzled.
I shook my head suddenly and rubbed my eyes, only to find that Grandpa Jingli's face was still there, looking at me expressionlessly.
I was about to shout when suddenly the water surface rippled again and the scene changed.
Grandpa's face disappeared, and the fat man's face appeared.
"Fat man."
I shouted loudly, but the fat man also had no expression and his eyes were dull.
The water surface rippled again, and then that hateful woman's face appeared Yes, it's Suyi She raised the corners of her mouth towards me and showed a ferocious smile, and through the whining in my ears, I actually heard Su Yi's voice: "We met again, and you were stupid enough not to kill me."
"Su Yi, don't act like a ghost when you come out."
I gritted my teeth and shouted to the surroundings.
Then there were braids all around, and Su Yi was nowhere to be found.
"Stop talking nonsense, I won't bother you.
I caught your grandfather and this damn fat man.
The reason why I didn't kill them immediately is because you have something I want.
The two of you exchanged two things for you.
One is the bloodline of the spiritual beast Goshawk, and the other is the big flying saucer you use to resist attacks."
Su Yi's voice echoed in the air.
I didn't expect that this was actually Su Yi's fault, and that she had designs on me.
I was glad that I had something attractive enough to attract her, otherwise grandpa and the fat man would be in danger.
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"Yes, as long as you don't hurt them, I can give you both of these things."
I shouted into the well.
"I agreed very simply."
Su Yi said with a sneer.
"External possessions are not as important as close relatives and friends.
Let's talk about it.
Where is the transaction, one hand is handed over to the other, and the other hand delivers the goods.
Don't expect me to give you something first.
I have to see the two of them doing well with my own eyes before I give you something."
I emphasized
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