The child ran very quickly, and when Meng Yanqing chased a wasteland courtyard, there was no other person.

The woman in the yard in front of me had never seen it during the day.

There is only one second-story loft inside.

The attic has not been repaired for a long time, and vague moss grows from the damp brick cracks, and gusts of cold wind pass through the broken wooden window frames, making strange whimpering sounds.

"Xiao Xuan'er..."

Meng Yanqing called softly, and the palm of his hand holding the talisman was sweating.

She was not sure if the child she saw just now was her daughter, but she would continue to investigate as long as there was a glimmer of hope.

Unfortunately, the call was not responded.

The woman bit her pink lip, stepped into the courtyard, and gently pushed open the door of the attic.

Compared to the dark night, there is a stone carved lantern on the walls of the attic, lit candles, and the light is faint, as if it is just a firefly that hides from a corner of the quiet room.

The layout of the room is very simple, with only a few pieces of furniture, but it is clean.

And under the stone carved lantern, an old woman sat.

The old woman's hair was silver-white, and she was hunched over and seemed to be sewing clothes. Her face was normal, not as burned as others, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were kind.

Perhaps because he sensed something, the old woman turned her head and looked at the door.

When he saw Meng Yanqing standing suddenly at the door, the old woman hurriedly picked up the stick next to her and retreated to the corner of the cabinet.

This action made Meng Yanqing quite happy.

Prove that the other person is human.

She quickly said, "Sister, don't be afraid, I'm not a monster outside, I'm a lost foreigner."

Hearing Meng Yanqing's words, the old woman looked shocked and suspicious.

She lit an oil lamp next to her and pushed forward. After seeing Meng Yanqing's beautiful and charming cheeks, the old woman frowned and said in surprise: "You...how did you run here?"

Meng Yanqing's eyes were red: "My daughter is gone. I just want to find her, and I don't know why she is in this place."

Seeing the woman's expression was not like she was lying, the old woman hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Then come in and hide first, it's very dangerous outside."

"Thank you, sister."

Meng Yanqing wiped her tears and entered the room.

The charcoal on one side was still burning with wood, and the warmth in the house gave some comfort to the woman who had just experienced fear.

"Big girl, do you say you came to this village to find your daughter?"

The old woman brought a cup of hot tea and asked.

Meng Yanqing didn't dare to tell the truth, nodded and said, "My daughter and I went to visit relatives, but when I passed by Wuchen Village, the little girl was too playful and couldn't find her. So I came to find her, but for some reason, this village..."

The old woman sighed: "You should say you are lucky or bad. But now you are still alive, so you are lucky. You have seen all the guys outside."

Meng Yanqing held the teacup in both hands, felt the heat transferred from the cup noodles, and nodded gently.

Looking back on what I saw before, I still felt a tremor inside.

"To put it bluntly, although I don't understand how you came in, if your daughter really came here, she would probably be dead long ago."

The old woman said.

Meng Yanqing's bent eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Naturally, it was impossible for her to tell the old woman that her daughter was a demon spirit, but when she thought of the danger outside, she was still worried inside.

Meng Yanqing looked up and asked, "Sister, why are you..."

"I used to be from Wuchen Village."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of the old woman's mouth, "After the fire was burned nine years ago, the old woman was lucky enough to escape, but she could only rely on her grandson and my son here, and it was difficult to get out."

"What don't those monsters attack you?" Meng Yanqing was very curious.

The old woman smiled slightly: "This was the place where Goddess Wu Mo lived... Forget it, I guess you don't know who Goddess Wu Mo is. In short, you are very safe here. You can find a way out after dawn tomorrow morning."

Meng Yanqing had heard Chen Mu talk about the goddess Wu Mo before.

From the husband's words, I probably knew that the goddess was a woman with a strong control. I didn't expect that the house was hers. No wonder the monsters dared not get close.

However, Meng Yanqing, who was worried about her daughter, was unwilling to leave just like this. She asked softly: "Sister, have you not seen a little girl? She is probably so tall and very young."

Seeing Meng Yanqing's gesture, the old woman shook her head: "No, if your daughter appeared nearby, I might know. But as I said before, in such a place, a person as young as your daughter will not be easy to survive."

Unconcealed loss appeared in Meng Yanqing's eyes.

She looked at the kind-hearted old woman in front of her: "Are you going to stay here all the time? There is always a way to go out."

"Strange old lady, I can go out."

The old woman smiled bitterly and shook her head, continuing the needlework in her hand. "But my grandson and son couldn't get out of this village for some reason. I think, what can I do if I go out? It's better to be with my child here."

Feeling the old woman's sadness and helplessness, Meng Yanqing remembered her daughter.

She and Xiao Xuan'er are also so helpless.

Even though I knew that the chance of saving my daughter was very small, I just couldn't bear to give up such a daughter.

"Where are your grandson and son now?" Meng Yanqing asked curiously.

The old woman pointed to the stairs: "I just had supper and I'm sleeping on it now. Oh, by the way, you haven't eaten yet, there are still some leftovers here, I'll give you hot."

"Need not……"

Meng Yanqing was about to decline politely, but the old woman had already walked out of the room and headed towards the kitchen, so the woman had to sit back on the chair.

Looking at the old woman who was staggering, Meng Yanqing felt a sense of pain.

If you can find your daughter, you might find a way to pick up the family, and you can't hide it all the time.

It is hard to imagine how the old woman and her family spent these nine years.

At this moment, a sound came from the stairs.

Meng Yanqing turned his head and looked at it, but saw a small figure standing in the dark of the stairs. It was a child.

Thinking of the old woman's words, it should be her grandson.

"Is it the kid I saw just now?"

Meng Yanqing thought to himself.

She stood up and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person, I want to know if you've seen a little girl, a little taller than you."

Seeing that the child was silent, she stepped forward and said, "I saw you outside just now, and"

The woman's voice came to an abrupt end.

Meng Yanqing, who walked to the bottom of the stairs, saw clearly the child's appearance.

Her red lips slightly widened and her delicate body trembled.

The little boy had coke-like skin, especially his face, lined with strange and terrifying ditches. The most strange thing was that his tongue stretched out and wrapped around his neck...

"Chenchen, why are you out? Go to bed early."

At this time, the old woman suddenly appeared behind her.

She walked up the stairs, gently stroked the monster child's head, and her tone was extremely gentle and kind: "Are you hungry? Grandma is hot, so I'm hot, can you serve a bowl of leftovers?"

The long tongue wrapped around the little monster's neck slowly squirmed, like a snake, making a whisper.

Meng Yanqing looked at the strange scene, her face turned like wax, and slowly retreated.

Bang!

As a result, the wooden bench accidentally overturned and made a sound.

The old woman looked over and still had that kind smile: "Big girl, this is my grandson, his name is Chenchen."

Meng Yanqing's beautiful pale face squeezed out a uglier smile: "I...I...I...I'm still looking for my daughter, so...I won't bother you anymore. I...I'll say goodbye first."

After saying that, the woman hurriedly walked quickly towards the door.

Swish!

A long tongue suddenly flew over and closed the door.

The child blocked the door like a ghost, screaming at the frightened woman, and lying on the ground with his hands and feet like limbs.

The smile on the old woman's face was still so bright. She slowly walked down the stairs, with a quiet tone: "Big girl, your daughter must have been eaten by those monsters. I won't lie to you, old woman. But you still have the chance to be a mother.

The old woman can't live long, and no one will take care of my grandson and son. I think, how about you marry my son and your family of three live here well?"

Meng Yanqing slowly retreated, clasped the talisman in his hand tightly, and said in a trembling voice: "You... are you a human or a monster."

"Of course I'm human."

The old woman walked towards her and smiled. "As long as you become their family, they will not hurt you. Big girl, you are so beautiful, it would be better for me to be my daughter-in-law."

Looking at the crazy and twisted light burning in the old woman's eyes, Meng Yanqing understood that the old woman was already crazy.
To be continued...