"Xiao Lan! Xiao Lan!"

Suddenly, a voice full of vicissitudes came from the crowd of ghosts.

Turning towards the sound, the fat guy and I were surprised to see that the person was Wang Jian, the crazy old man who had appeared in the Wang family ghost house before.

Hearing Wang Jian calling Ma Xiao Lan so affectionately, did they know each other?

Ma Xiao Lan stared at Wang Jian, saying, "What are you doing here? Get lost! It's none of your business!"

Wang Jian looked at Ma Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan, you can't do this anymore!"

Ma Xiao Lan pointed at Wang Jian fiercely, "I let you live, that's already enough kindness from me. Leave now, I don't want to see you!"

Ma Xiao Lan killed everyone in the village but spared Wang Jian. What's going on?

Wang Jian seemed determined, and he suddenly knelt down with a thud, crawling on all fours towards Ma Xiao Lan, muttering, "Xiao Lan... go... let them go..."

I was deeply moved. Wang Jian may be crazy, but he had been helping us all along, trying to help us escape from the Wang family village.

Ma Xiao Lan's anger surged, "You lunatic! Do you want me to really kill you?"

Wang Jian raised his head and smiled at Ma Xiao Lan, "Go ahead! Attack me!"

In front of so many lonely souls and wild ghosts, Wang Jian's words and actions seemed full of provocation, which made Ma Xiao Lan feel a bit embarrassed.

Ma Xiao Lan raged, "Don't force me!"

Wang Jian suddenly tore open his coat, revealing his emaciated chest. "Go ahead, even if I'm alive... there's no meaning..."

Splat!

Ma Xiao Lan's ghostly claws pierced through Wang Jian's chest like a knife.

The sudden change startled all of us. We were shocked that Ma Xiao Lan actually killed Wang Jian.

Wang Jian died for our sake, and a trace of grief filled my heart involuntarily.

Wang Jian looked at Ma Xiao Lan, not a trace of hatred on his face, but instead a smile.

Blood trickled down from the corners of Wang Jian's lips. He trembled all over and stuttered, "Happy... so happy... our family... can finally reunite..."

We were once again surprised to hear this. What did it mean? Could it be that Ma Xiao Lan and Wang Jian were... a family?!

Ma Xiao Lan screamed hoarsely, "Who said we're family? Who said we're family? Go to hell!"

Ma Xiao Lan violently pulled out Wang Jian's heart, and blood splattered everywhere. Wang Jian fell to the ground, leaving a bloody hole in his chest, and his blood gushed out rapidly, quickly staining the ground red.

Witnessing such a bloody scene up close, everyone was scared out of their wits, especially Liu Jie. In extreme nervousness and fear, she actually fainted.

Throughout the whole ordeal, Wang Jian had a smile on his face. This crazy old man had finally died.

I took a deep breath, focused my attention, and prepared to fight against Ma Xiao Lan because based on the current situation, Ma Xiao Lan didn't intend to let us go.

However, at that moment, another unexpected event occurred.

Ma Xiao Lan's ghost head suddenly soared high into the air, letting out a shrill scream, "Ah--"

Looking up, I found that Wang Zhou, holding an axe, had appeared behind Ma Xiao Lan at some point. He swung the axe and cut off Ma Xiao Lan's ghost head.

Immediately after, Wang Zhou said something even more inexplicable, "I'm sorry, Mother!"

Then, Wang Zhou lifted the axe and directly split his own head.

We were shocked. Wang Zhou referred to Ma Xiao Lan as "Mother"?!

Wang Zhou and Wang Jian were siblings. Could it be that Ma Xiao Lan was also Wang Jian's mother?

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Wait a minute, Wang Jian was obviously older than Ma Xiao Lan. How could she be Wang Zhou's mother?

Perhaps Ma Xiao Lan was Wang Zhou's stepmother, and Wang Zhou was born to Ma Xiao Lan. That would make sense.

Wang Zhou also fell down, and at this moment, the sound of rattling iron chains resounded. A headless ghost appeared out of nowhere, running in circles around Wang Jian, Wang Zhou, and Ma Xiao Lan before crashing into the well wall.

Faced with this series of strange events, we couldn't help but be confused. What exactly was happening? Why were the people from the Wang family killing each other? Their relationships were too complicated, and I was having a hard time understanding.

It was Xie Lao Ba who first reacted. He almost pounced towards the well and shouted at us, "Come and help!"

We hurriedly ran over and together moved the bluestone slab on top.

I looked down and saw a dark well, gusts of eerie wind blowing upwards. The well had dried up and turned into a dry well.

Xie Lao Ba took out a lighter and bravely climbed into the dry well.

"Come down, there's a way below!" Xie Lao Ba shouted to us from the bottom of the well.

We didn't hesitate and quickly descended. I carried the unconscious Liu Jie on my back, while the fat guy supported the injured Chen Dong.

Xie Lao Ba kept flickering the lighter, using its faint light to lead the way ahead.

After about fifteen minutes, we climbed out from a dried-up creek bed. Covered in dust and mud, we looked extremely disheveled.

This creek used to be connected to the water well in the Wang family village.

The creek had dried up, and so had the water well. We happened to climb out from here.

Looking around, it was a forest with a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of wildflowers.

It was already bright outside, with sunlight seeping through the gaps between the branches, casting speckles of light in the forest.

There would never be daylight in the Wang family ghost village, never any sunlight. Seeing the sunlight now, we were overjoyed because it meant that we had escaped from the Wang family ghost village.

Recalling the bizarre experience in the ghost village last night felt like a dream, a nightmare.

We hadn't gone far from the forest when we returned to the mountain path. From a distance, we saw the stranded van still parked by the steep cliff. Several passing villagers gathered around the van, pointing and discussing.

After daybreak, there were more cars passing by on the Thousand Corpse Hill road.

Xie Lao Ba helped us stop a vegetable truck and gave the driver some money to take us to the county town.

On the way, I asked the driver if he had heard of the Wang family village, but the driver shook his head.

When we arrived at the county town, Liu Jie went to the hospital to see her son, and Chen Dong went with her. His stomach was cut open, and he needed medical treatment.

After bidding farewell to Liu Jie and Chen Dong, we hurriedly went to County No.1 Middle School to register.

Originally, we planned to arrive at County No.1 Middle School in the morning, but due to the delay in the Wang family village, it was already getting dark when we arrived.

Covered in dirt and with disheveled hair, we looked like refugees, and there was still the smell of rotten vegetables on us, which startled the homeroom teacher.

I made up an excuse, saying that we had been in a car accident on the way, so we looked like this.

The homeroom teacher pinched his nose, waved his hand at us, and asked us to go to the bathhouse to clean up before discussing the registration.