Бездомная собака в моих мыслях

Глава 89

The rooster, waving its wings, kicked Hua Hua's rear end: "Hua Hua, let's take another route!"

Hua Hua just hummed twice and offered other opinions every day.

In the deathly silent forest, these few "humming" sounds warmed Zhu Huihui's heart a little—after all, she wasn't alone. Although her mother didn't want her, the hero didn't want her, and her master and mistress didn't want her, at least she still had Huahua to keep her company!

There was actually no path in the woods; she just randomly chose a direction and walked aimlessly, but she stopped again after walking less than two miles.

A light was also lit not far ahead.

Without saying a word, turn around immediately and go in another direction.

Before we had gone even half a mile, a faint light appeared in front of us again.

It was a small, dilapidated house with an open window. In the distance, an oil lamp could be seen on a wooden table in front of the window.

The flickering firelight was as dim as a bean.

Further away, there were some indistinct mounds of earth.

Some have stone tablets in front of them, some don't; some are overgrown with long, rustling weeds, while others are completely barren; some have cold, green phosphorescent lights floating on them, while others are cracked open, revealing stark white bones...

"No way!" After going around and around, we ended up in a mass grave!

Zhu Huihui looked ahead and cursed his bad luck. All he wanted was to find a place to roast the chicken, have a good meal with Huahua, and then take a nap by the fire!

Why is this place so hard to find!

She turned to leave when a strange laugh suddenly came from above. Startled, she dropped the chicken she was holding. Then she heard the sound of flapping wings in the air. Looking up, she saw an owl flapping its wings and flying to another tree.

She pressed her hand to her chest, feeling her heart pounding wildly. She couldn't help but curse inwardly, "You wicked owl, you damn owl! Can't we sleep in the same tree? What are you doing, changing trees in the middle of the night? You scared me half to death!"

Forget it, there are too many ghosts in this place, I can't stay here—even if there are people, they're probably scarier than ghosts!

Could someone who could survive in a ghost town be an ordinary person in that dilapidated little house?

So let's go as fast and as far as possible!

Zhu Huihui felt increasingly hopeless about the future, so he abandoned the chicken he had painstakingly stolen and turned to run away. After running for a dozen steps and not seeing Huahua following, he looked back in bewilderment and was immediately horrified.

Since ancient times, pigs have loved to root in the ground, rabbits have loved to burrow, and rats have loved to gnaw on things; these are all physiological needs and instincts.

Although Zhu Huahua is a relatively intelligent pig, in terms of nature, she is not much different from other pigs of the same kind.

At this moment, it was on a mound of earth at the edge of the forest, using its nose to nudge and push, causing dirt to fly everywhere.

Upon closer inspection, Zhu Huihui realized that it wasn't a mound at all, but a grave. The stone tablet was broken in two and leaning to one side, with new soil covering the old soil on the grave mound.

To her horror, a pale white thigh was exposed where the flower had arched open.

"Huahua! What are you doing!" Zhu Huihui, afraid of disturbing the ghost, didn't dare to scold loudly. Instead, she picked up something and threw it at Zhu Huahua's bottom. Only after it slipped from her hand did she realize that it wasn't a stone, but a bead the size of a child's fist.

A chill ran down her spine. Was that an eyeball?

No! Eyeballs aren't that hard! With a quick sweep, I found several more beads of the same size on the ground. They felt heavy in my hand, and I couldn't tell if they were made of iron or something else. They were flat and round with a hole in the middle.

She felt that this thing looked familiar, and after thinking about it for a while, she suddenly realized that it was an abacus bead!

Strange! Can ghosts in the graveyard even play with abacuses?

In that minute, Zhu Huahua's work had made substantial progress. After digging through the earth three or two times, they actually unearthed a corpse!

Zhu Huihui was practically going crazy. She went up and kicked Huahua in the butt. Was this pig starving or something? Did it want to eat people?!

"Hmph~~~~" The sound was extremely faint.

Zhu Huihui was furious and grabbed Huahua's ear hard: "You dare to talk back!"

Hua Hua shook her head frantically, partly because her ears were being pulled so hard, and partly to show that she wasn't talking back. Don't take advantage of my inability to speak and then blame everything on me...

"Who else could it be but you? You've even learned to lie!" Zhu Huihui grabbed its other ear as well. She used to just pull it up by the ear, but now, Hua Hua was too fat; she couldn't lift it anymore!

"Hmph~~~~~"

Another faint groan!

Zhu Huihui slapped Hua Hua's bottom: "Stop yelling! If you yell again, I'll kill you!"

Suddenly, Zhu Huihui took off running!

Even if she was careless, she could tell that her Zhu Huahua could not possibly hum such a mournful and eerie sound.

There's a ghost!

If she hadn't been biting her lip so hard, Zhu Huihui would have screamed more pitifully than a ghost!

"No...don't go..."

Of course they'd leave!

Zhu Huihui only regretted not walking faster! With a burst of strength, he darted more than a mile away. Hearing no movement behind him, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he turned around and his heart jumped even higher!

Hua Hua didn't follow!

Zhu Huihui was furious! That stupid pig! She had already given it a hint, but it still didn't know to run away! She mentally fried and roasted Hua Hua several times. Although she was terrified, she was still worried about her only companion, so she gritted her teeth and went back the way she came.

She turned around and was about to take a step when she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck, as if a large, cold hand was touching the back of her neck.

With a "whoosh," Zhu Huihui's hair and body hair stood on end. To be honest, she had been wandering around for many years and had seen quite a few corpses and dead people. She wasn't usually afraid of ghosts or monsters, but when this ghost was looking for a place to bite her neck, even the bravest person would feel terrified.