The crisp sound of horses' hooves gradually spread in the forest, but there was no sound of birds and insects, and nature did not respond to it in the slightest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The junction stretched to the thatched hut at some point, and a gray branch hung down, just touching the horseskin of the roof.

That blue-eyed fool wasn't here.

Moving on, Phil finally stopped in front of the courtyard of the cabin, and came down, where it was the same as the last time.

Standing in front of the door, Phil took out the waking branch, stuck it in the ground, and took out another slime and placed it under the branch, and then Phil made a complex spell casting gesture, whispering a string of incantations, and gently swiping his fingers over the leaves of the branch.

With a "bang", a white flame spread rapidly on the branch. At this point, Phil looked at the cabin again, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

Instead, the forest suddenly appeared with light, and instead of the thick darkness of the night, it was clear that it was still evening.

Phil didn't go straight into the house, but picked up the burning sober branch and walked to the back of the hut and walked up the stream.

Here in the Bone Jungle, some are real, some are real, some are fake, the boulder on the waterhole is fake, and that is an altar.

Phil walked back to the hut, using a waking branch on the way, only to see the light change in the woods, and the sun had set.

With a slight push, the door opened directly, and a timer was placed inside, and when I walked out to check another timer, this time the time was almost the same.

During the night, Phil heard a noise in his room, ended his meditation, got up and went out.

Instead of a witchcraft lamp, the hallway was lit up as an oil lamp made from the resin of the woods outside. The sound downstairs was not an ordinary experiment, but a scream.

Phil was in the castle and listened to the screams for a month.

In a familiar position, Phil first saw a little boy placed on the desk, his limbs were nailed, blood flowed, and then a vague figure appeared, Phil could only see a human figure, and there seemed to be a mysterious force field around the black shadow's body. Phil saw the shadow take a long black bug out of a bamboo tube and put it on the little boy's hand, the bug struggled for a while, and burrowed into the wound on the little boy's hand, and the little boy immediately showed a painful expression, and the screams became more hysterical. Just ten minutes later, the little boy made a retching sound in his mouth, and his expression became even more frightened, and in a heavy retching, a tangled mass of bugs suddenly squirted out of his mouth!

There were about a hundred bugs in this mass of bugs, and after they were squirted out of his mouth, because the little boy was lying on his face, the bugs all fell on his face.

"Ahh

It was a long time before the little boy slowly died. His corpse was finally eaten by a group of insects, bit by bit, and finally only bones remained, and the insects had nothing to gnaw, so they began to kill each other and devour each other, but in these processes, their body shape did not change, but a black gas would be permeated around their bodies, and in the end, there was black gas on the desk.

The black shadow who was dealing with a little girl on the other side immediately came over and put away all the black gas with a small bottle, and at this time there was only one insect left on the desk that had been devoured to the end, and the black shadow still put it back in the bamboo tube and put it aside.

The Black Shadow treats little girls differently than little boys.

The little girl looked like the little boy's sister, he used a kind of paintbrush to draw strange runes on the little girl, and finally took out a crystal coffin out of nowhere, put the little girl in it, and then poured various solutions, gradually submerging the little girl's body.

During this time, the little girl fell asleep peacefully.

Finally, the shadow patted all over the crystal coffin with his hand, and the faint light came out, as if a special sealing sorcery had been used.

The black shadow hooked his fingers, and the crystal coffin immediately floated in front of him. The shadow then steers the crystal coffin towards the kitchen, and Phil hears the sound of prying the planks.

After a while, the shadow came out and continued to deal with the little boy's brother and his parents. This time, the shadow unceremoniously ate all the worms one by one, and he moved all the remaining bones to the kitchen.

After processing, the dark shadow looked up at the window, and it was dawn.

For the first time, Phil saw such a bright light outside the window, the green forest leaving dappled green shadows on the panes, and the faint sound of the wind, with the early insects and birds.

"It's dawn. The black shadow glanced at Phil's position, and with a wave of his hand, all the images in front of Phil disappeared, returning to his previous broken appearance.

Phil walked out of the hut this time, letting the wake-awake branches burn again, and the dark forest was indeed faintly filled with the early morning sun.

It turned out that the three seniors before said "it's dawn", and it was really dawn.

What did the Shadow do after dawn? Did he build the altar on the waterhole? What about the three seniors?

Phil walked back to the cabin, went to the kitchen and knocked around, and easily found the storage room under the kitchen, where there were four white bones, but the crystal coffin containing the little girl was missing.

Phil turned and walked up, pushing the door of the storage room, but didn't push it open.

Phil calmed down and heard the sound of someone breathing outside.

Phil took a few steps back, whispered a spell, and a fireball dashed upward.

"Boom!"

The kitchen floor was immediately shattered, and a figure appeared on it, and Phil rushed out casually, without even looking at the figure, and swept straight towards the kitchen window!

"Mr. Underwood, why be so rude?"

At the same time as a familiar voice sounded, Phil felt his limbs wrapped around something strange, and then immediately a huge force appeared, and Phil was slammed against the wall to the side.

"Bang!", Phil seemed to feel the cracking of his internal organs, and even the cracking of the wall behind him.

How can it be?

"Ahem!" Phil sat down on the floor, foaming at the blood in his mouth and a little bit of gut, "Mr. Atwood, you are rude. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Underwood, I didn't expect you to be so weak, a lot weaker than the previous three. Atwood stood in the doorway of the kitchen, beside him a expressionless Venus.

Black smoke was emitting from Venus's hands, and it was the same black smoke that had caught Phil who was trying to escape.

"You're really weak, so weak that I don't need more planning, just simple strength, and you can't resist anymore. ”

The black smoke in Venus's hand lifted Phil high again and fell!