Blood and bones were sure that it was not an illusion, his mind was very clear, and at the same time showed a strong psychological quality, and he did not panic, but slowly approached the door step by step.

Omgaor's eyes were fixed on him, his blood-filled eyes filled with chilling resentment.

Backwards to the door, Bloody Bone lifted the curtain with one hand, defended with a sword in the other, and then quickly retreated, retreated from the room, kicked his hand sleeping by the campfire, and lowered his voice: "Wake up, wake up." ”

His men were also shrewd and alert, and they awoke in silence, quickly picking up their blades and surrounding them around the blood and bones.

Scarface Mari whispered, "Boss, what's going on?"

"Shh......h Be quiet, don't be quiet. Bloody bones shushed vigilantly, and made a gesture towards the room: "There is something in the room, everyone don't panic, listen to me." ”

Something?

In view of the Omgaard incident, everyone's first reaction was the assassin, who looked at each other, clenched their blades, and showed a hideous and fierce expression, slowly approaching the past with the blood and bones.

At the signal of Bloodbone, Mari carefully opened the curtain with his sword, and a group of people began to look into the room, looking at every corner with a pair of eyes, but the result was nothing.

"Gone. Bloodbone said calmly, leading the group into the room, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.

"Gone?" asked Mari, puzzled, the wooden house had no windows, only one door in and out, so he couldn't figure out what the bones meant.

It can't be a mouse, right?

"Boss, there's blood here!" a short robber let out a startled voice, and blood faintly appeared on the shadowy wall behind him.

"Where?" said Mali, picking up a torch in the brazier and following the guidance of the short man, leaned over to dispel the darkness, a line of twisted handwriting written in blood came into view.

"What is written? Who knows the words?"

Everyone looked at each other, fully experiencing the various bewildered expressions that an illiterate person should have, even the blood and bones were no exception, let him cut people, and it was too difficult for him to be literate.

However, as a big brother, the blood and bones can't be exposed, under the reflection of the firelight, he leaned to the wall, and gently scraped the blood with his fingers, but there was no trace of the fingers, put it in his ears and sniffed lightly, and his eyebrows were immediately twisted into a ball: "This is not blood, it can't be scraped off, and there is no taste!"

Mari also scratched a little and licked it: "It's not blood, but it looks like blood." ”

"Is anyone literate?" Bloodbone looked around, and Omgaor's head disappeared in its place, which made the mystery even more suspicious.

Unfortunately, we are all illiterate.

"Old man Cohen seems to be literate. And Weima, who was once a nobleman and was also literate. Even her daughter, I saw her read. ”

Omgol's head, the mysterious Scarlet Letter, unsears the Bloodbones. The content of the blood word made the blood and bones scratch their hearts even more, and they groaned: "Weima and his daughter forget it." Mali, you go and get Cohen over. This house, these blood words - very unusual. ”

"Okay. ”

The invitation in the middle of the night made Cohen, who had just fallen asleep, very dissatisfied, but when he heard the mysterious blood letter, he immediately cheered up. Of course, take his two personal guards with you, just in case, the bloody guy will do everything.

When Cohen came to the room of the blood bones vigilantly and saw the lines of blood letters, he still had doubts in his heart: "Blood bones, what the hell are you doing?"

"It's not my trick, old fellow. Bloody bones shook his head solemnly: "None of us can read, let alone write, so I invited you to come." The words - it doesn't seem to be blood. ”

"It's not blood, how could it be?" Cohen leaned closer, but he didn't smell blood, and touched it with his hand, still the touch of the plank: "What the hell happened? How did these words appear?"

Bloodbone shook his head, "I have the same question as you. Perhaps, the answer lies in these words. ”

"Hmm, let me see. Stand back, all stand back. Torches come closer. Cohen stepped back a bit, connecting all the words in a simple and straightforward way:

"You're traitors!"

"What?" Bloodbones tightened in his heart, and subconsciously clenched the hilt of his sword: "Cohen, you make it clear." Traitor, who is a traitor?"

Cohen glanced suspiciously at the people present, and said in a low tone: "That's it, among you—there are traitors." But sorry, who was not mentioned. ”

The rest of the people also looked at each other, their expressions nervous.

"Boss, there are words here!"

Someone noticed the same blood words floating on the wall not far away, and Cohen's attention instantly caught it, and he read it: "The traitor made a deal with the traitor." ”

"Deal, what deal?" For the blood word that appeared out of thin air, the blood bones became more and more nervous, and a pair of eyes looked at everyone present with a fierce light.

"Oh my God!

On another wall not far away, there was also a line of bloody letters, but Cohen only glanced at it, and suddenly hesitated, because the content made him nervous too.

"Cohen, what's that about?"

Cohen hesitated for a moment, then read slowly, "One long table, three huge mouths." But in the remaining second half of the sentence, he chose to hold it in his heart, because the content made him doubt the blood and bones: "The most greedy one devours everything." ”

"No, old fellow, you're bluffing me!" Bloody Bone suddenly grabbed Cohen's collar, although he couldn't read, but the handwriting was much longer than Cohen's, "What are you hiding?"

Cohen didn't expect Blood Bone to be so shrewd, and his eyes were slightly flustered: "Relax, relax." Let me take a closer look - well, it should be the traitors who will devour everything. ”

"You'd better not lie to me. Bloody bones sneered and let go of his hand, and pretended to dust off his clothes for him: "Let's look for it again, if there are any other words." ”

The crowd held several torches and illuminated the room, but in the end nothing was found.

"You've got traitors. ”

"The traitor and the traitor made a deal. ”

"One long table, three huge mouths. Traitors will devour them all. ”

The half-burned face of the blood bones crumpled into a terrifying mass, repeating itself over and over again. The content of the first two sentences is simple and straightforward, not obscure, even illiterate people can understand it as soon as they hear it. But the latter sentence is a little vague, what do the long table and the giant mouth represent?

Cohen pondered as he looked at Bloodbone's expression. With his level of education, he seems to understand the meaning of the last sentence a little.

A long table, does it refer to the camp? The three huge mouths may be the three forces of Bloodbones, Weimar and Yourself, and the most greedy one is obviously Bloodbones.