Chapter 72: "Humans Who Are Not Humans"
"Now, here you go, try your craft!" After leaving these words, Feng Yao turned around and walked towards the room.
Keeping a little for each dish is still to let himself taste his own craftsmanship, Feng Yao is really ...... Kindness!
"You can eat so much, do you know how fat you are! Sooner or later, you will become a pig fat!"
Facing Liu Juncheng's scolding behind him, Ji Chen suddenly froze in place, Liu Juncheng noticed that something seemed to be wrong, he had already used some strength under his feet, and was about to turn around and run, but it was still too late......
I saw Feng Yao listen to the sound and distinguish the position, and without looking back, she put her left foot on the ground without looking back, and then chose an excellent power point, coupled with her perfect strength, and hooked her leg with a back, only to see that in the silent air, the silence was suddenly broken by an unknown object that was so fast that it was blurred. Then......
"Ahh
Feng Yao still adhered to the principle of not looking back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the voice as if she were appreciative, nodded, and went back to the house with a domineering attitude of not looking back.
"Click-" was the sound of the room locking.
Look at Liu Juncheng in the same place, well, right in the bull's-eye, only to see the forehead to the chin, the most central position of the whole face, there is still a red brush engraved with a slipper print.
If this were to be changed to ancient times, Feng Yao would definitely be a god-level archer who fired headshots with a blindfolded bow and a full bow. Of course, even in modern society, her talent still can't be extinguished, after all, when used on Liu Juncheng, it is still a set, which is very good.
In the middle of the night, there was no one on the road, because it was too late, and the lights in everyone's houses were almost completely extinguished, except for the sporadic glimmer of light, and then a little yellow street lamps were still holding on.
There was hardly any sound outside, and even the animals did not want to howl in this lazy night.
It is true that Lixuan, who was sleeping deeply, suddenly felt some discomfort in his nasal cavity, as if he smelled something terrible, and then suddenly woke up from his dream.
Brushing away some cold sweat from his forehead, he couldn't sleep anymore, so he had to lift the quilt and sit up.
After carefully recalling the smell before smelling, Li Xuan felt more and more that something was wrong, this smell was really too familiar, but it stands to reason that it should not appear here.
It was the smell of wolf gore.
As early as the first day he was brought by Ji Chen, he had sensed that the closest wolf demon to him was only Feng Yao, and it was no longer in the entertainment from the ground.
And the smell of those wolf demons can't be the same as what I smell anyway.
This makes me wonder, is there a new resident? No, it is impossible for me not to be unaware.
Without thinking much about it, he walked away from Xuan Xun in the direction where the smell came from, but he couldn't find the source anyway. The source of the smell seems to be constantly moving, and the distance between it and itself is just no more and no less, as if if you take a step forward, and the source of the flavor takes a step back.
Walking from the room to the living room, he suddenly remembered what Baili said to himself before: "Recently, many wolf demons have suddenly disappeared." ”
Thinking of this, I have a strong premonition that this smell must be inseparable from the disappearance case, and I cry out in my heart.
Li Xuan rushed out without thinking about it, this was instinct, his brain was already a little uncontrollable, and he couldn't stand much thought, so he chased all the way towards the smell as if he was red-eyed.
Regardless of whether the smell would move on its own, Li Xuan chased after it as fast as he could.
When the elevator rose from the first floor to the second floor, Lixuan had already run out of the community from the dozens of floors of the residence, and also crossed two streets.
The smell is also strange, as if it can predict its own speed, even if it is doing variable speed movements all the time, it can still maintain the same distance from itself accurately.
Li Xuan had actually felt the evil of this matter for a long time, but no matter what, he couldn't stop his body from rushing towards the smell uncontrollably.
Finally, after about ten minutes, the movement of the smell stopped, and my sense of smell clearly sensed that I was getting closer and closer to the source of the taste.
But if you look around, this place is not the same as before, ten minutes, at your own speed, I'm afraid you won't run out of Shanghai.
The scene in front of me is the same, it is the familiar darkness.
But the difference is that even the few glimmers of light that are scattered here are gone. This does not bode well, because it proves that either the place is too remote and the lights go out early, or it is an even worse scenario where no one lives at all, or a few people live there.
Sure enough, things will always go worse for the worse, which is why it is said that not having hope is the greatest hope.
However, fortunately, the wolf's night vision is good, so it doesn't have much of an impact.
Li Xuan finally stopped very close to the source of the taste, he closed his eyes and exhaled deeply, and began to sense the things around him again.
It's really quiet, it's quiet, because it's almost inhabited, and the night amplifies the endless whispers of noise.
Lixuan could clearly hear the sound of "pop-pop-" coming from near the source of the taste.
The sound is like the sound of a person walking, but it is not like it, because it is so light, even a baby, without much weight, can walk louder than it.
It's also strange, my nose is raw, and I can't smell anything at this moment.
"Damn!" Li Xuan scolded in his heart, dropping the chain at a critical moment, this is not a low-level mistake he would make.
Looking around, there was no one around, and the environment was really a sound that could be easily captured even if a pin fell to the ground.
Fortunately, even if Li Xuan loses some sense of smell, he can make up for it with his hearing.
The footsteps were near the source of the smell that he had identified, and it could even be said that the owner of the footsteps seemed to be the source of the taste. Or maybe it's fused together?
Li Xuan didn't walk in, just waited outside slowly, because he knew that this footstep was getting closer and closer to him, obviously walking towards him.
Indeed, it did not take long for the owner of the footsteps to come.
The black top-toe-toe outfit blended in with the endless night, and the only thing that proved that he really existed was the only one with a little white, and some sparkling, eyes that had not been completely assimilated by black.
He is 1.82 meters tall, weighs 60 to 70 kilograms, and is about twenty or thirty years old.
These characteristics prove that if he were a human with a normal density, he would never have been so light.