RPAGF Chapter 430 Weird Old Lady
Chapter 430 Weird Old Lady
The old lady smiled, revealing her wrinkled face, but with a special warmth, and waved her hand.
"Don't worry, you are guests from outside. You must be tired. Take a rest first. I will make some soup for you in the evening. It's cold in the mountains at night. Drink some hot soup to warm your body."
Lin Feihong wanted to thank her again, but was stopped by the old lady's kind eyes. He could only nod awkwardly and sit down obediently.
As the sky darkened, night enveloped the entire village. The old woman brought a bowl of steaming hot soup and placed it in front of the three of them. The soup was clear and had a faint herbal fragrance.
Chen Yile took a sip. The soup was warm and slightly bitter, yet it brought a warmth to his heart. He looked at the old lady gratefully and said, "Thank you so much, Grandma. This soup is delicious."
The old woman smiled but said nothing, only nodded gently, and watched them drink their soup quietly. The candlelight danced on her face, reflecting a vicissitudes of life and a kind expression.
Lin Qingyao took a sip of soup and couldn't help asking, "Grandma, have you lived here for a long time?"
The old woman put down her work, nodded slowly, and said in a low voice: "Yes, this village has been isolated from the outside world for a long time. We are not many people here, but we rely on each other and have become accustomed to this peace."
Lin Feihong was curious and asked, "Do you know how to get out of this village? We were originally looking for the exit."
The old lady's eyes dimmed slightly and she shook her head. "Children, it's not so easy to leave here. Many years ago, outsiders came in, but later... they were never able to leave."
When the three heard this, their hearts sank. They looked at each other and saw a serious look in each other's eyes.
The three of them were silent for a while, and Chen Yile broke the deadlock: "Grandma, please don't scare us, we will definitely find a way out."
Although he said this, he felt a little uneasy in his heart. It felt like a cold hand was gently holding his heart, causing his heart to skip a beat unconsciously.
The old lady just looked at him deeply, her eyes seemed to hide endless secrets, like a bottomless pool, or like a devil's eyes peeping in the darkness, and then she turned and left the hut.
As she left, the air in the cabin seemed to freeze, leaving only the three of them staring at each other in the candlelight.
The candlelight flickered in the silence, the dim flame dancing restlessly, casting a strange hue on everything around it.
As the night deepened, the village seemed to be shrouded by a huge dark hand and fell into a strange silence.
This silence is not tranquility, but like the dead silence before a storm, as if countless pairs of eyes are peering in the dark.
The originally cozy little house now looked like a monster with bared fangs and claws under the flickering candlelight.
Those shadows changed their shapes wantonly in the interweaving of dim light and darkness. Sometimes they looked like ferocious evil spirits, showing their sharp fangs and claws; sometimes they looked like twisted human figures, dancing in weird postures.
Lin Qingyao couldn't help but move closer to Chen Yile. She could clearly hear her own heartbeat pounding in the silence. She whispered, "Yile, I feel like something is getting more and more wrong with this place."
Chen Yile held her hand, trying to give her some comfort, but his palms were also full of cold sweat. The cold sweat was sticky and cold, like countless small snakes crawling in his palms.
Suddenly, there was a faint crying sound outside the window. The crying sound seemed to come from a very far place, through the darkness and fog, but it seemed to be right next to my ear, sobbing and complaining. Every note was like a sharp hook, hooking the human soul, which was creepy.
Lin Feihong stood up nervously. His movement created a slight breeze, which made the candlelight shake violently. The shadow danced wildly on the wall, as if trying to break through the wall.
He walked to the window and looked out through the tattered window paper. It was pitch black outside. The darkness was so thick that it seemed substantial, like a huge piece of black silk that wrapped the entire world and made it impossible to see anything.
"Did you hear it? That crying..." His voice was a little trembling. In this quiet little house, it was like a candle in the wind, which could be swallowed by the darkness at any time.
At this moment, the candlelight in the room flickered suddenly, as if blown by a gust of cold wind.
The wind came from nowhere, it was freezing cold, carrying a rotten smell, and it made people's skin hurt.
The once stable flames danced wildly, casting huge and distorted shadows on the wall.
Those shadows seemed to be endowed with life, running, struggling, and roaring wantonly on the walls, as if they wanted to turn this small space into hell.
Chen Yile looked around vigilantly. Wherever his eyes went, every corner seemed to hide unknown fear.
He secretly tightened his grip on the Tianshi Sword. The touch of the hilt made him feel a little more at ease, but it was unable to dispel the chill that was spreading in his heart.
Lin Qingyao also drew out the Qingfu Sword. Her hand trembled slightly, and the candlelight reflected from the sword flickered in her eyes.
She leaned tightly against Chen Yile and could feel the tenseness of his body, as if they were a lone boat in the midst of strong winds and huge waves that could be overturned at any time.
"There must be something wrong with this old lady. We can't just sit there and wait for death." Chen Yile whispered. His voice was very low, but it was particularly clear in this quiet little house, as if every word left a cold mark in the air.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door creaked open slowly. In this dead silent environment, the sound was like the sigh of death, which was terrifying.
The old lady's figure appeared at the door. Her eyes were no longer kind, but revealed a gloomy chill, which was like the cold wind blowing from the Nine Nether Hell, which could freeze people's souls.
The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a strange smile, which looked particularly hideous under the dim candlelight. The arc of her mouth almost tore her face apart, revealing her dark mouth, as if endless darkness was hidden inside.
"Kids, where are you going so late?" Her voice was as harsh as sandpaper. Every word seemed to come from hell, carrying endless resentment and curses, echoing in the air, making the ears of the three people buzz, as if countless needles were piercing their ear canals.
Chen Yile protected Lin Qingyao and Lin Feihong behind him. His eyes were firm and alert as he stared at the old woman and asked, "Who the hell are you? Why did you lead us here?"
The old lady let out a shrill laugh, and that laugh was like the cry of a night owl, piercing the night sky.
It echoed throughout the cabin, causing its doors and windows to tremble slightly, and it seemed that it would soon destroy this fragile shelter completely.