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Suddenly, Luo Hanya heard the creak of the door and the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone path, and the footsteps walked across the path on the other side of the wall where he was squatting.

Looking over the wall, he saw the retired teacher standing at the door of a small house in the corner of the fruit grove, the key twisted in the keyhole, and as soon as he entered, there was a strange scuffling sound inside.

He only stayed in for about a minute, and then Luo Hanya heard the key twisted again, and he went back to the house the same way. Luo Hanya looked at the room with some confusion, it was obvious that there was something strange in that room, maybe it was a person? Or is it the monster?

Luo Hanya shook his head, no longer thinking about the extras, he quietly went back to the place where his old friend was waiting for him, and told him what he had seen.

"Old friend, do you mean there's strange movement there?" After he had clarified what had just happened, Rector asked.

"Yes."

"So, could it be her?"

Luo Hanya thought about it for a while, and felt that the possibility of that woman was still quite high, the trust between these villains was very fragile, and there could be infighting at any time.

"I think she probably was imprisoned there."

Rector shrugged, "It's just that she did it herself." ”

At this moment, the thick white mist that drifted over the mire slowly drifted in the direction where they were, and accumulated as if a wall had been erected beside them, low but thick, and the boundaries were very clear.

Illuminated by the moonlight and starlight, it looks like a glittering ice field, and there are protruding rocks in the distance, like rocks born on the ice field. Luo Hanya's face turned to that side, looking at the slowly drifting fog, while muttering impatiently: "It seems that God didn't help us!" ”

"Is it serious?"

"It's really serious, and it might disrupt my plans. Now, Jazz had not been in it for long, it was nine o'clock, and the sudden bad weather had completely rendered the reason why his relative had invited him completely meaningless. Whether we succeed or not, and the safety of his life, may depend on whether or not he comes out before the fog obscures the path. ”

Above them, the night sky was bright and beautiful, the stars shone with a clear cold light, and the half-moon hung high in the sky, bathing the whole moor in a soft and hazy light. In front of them was the dark shadow of the house, the silhouette of its jagged roof and standing chimney, clearly set off by the starry sky.

Wide golden lights shone out of the windows below, shining in the direction of the fruit groves and moor. One of them went out suddenly, indicating that the servants had left the kitchen, leaving only the light in the dining room, where the two men were still smoking cigars and chatting. One is a deliberate murderous host, and the other is a vigilant and careful guest.

The fog, which covered half of the moor, and the white flakes of wool, drifted closer and closer to the house every minute, and some of the faint mist that had arrived first was already rolling in front of the square window that glowed with golden yellow. The wall behind the grove was no longer visible, but the upper part of the tree still stood above a vortex of white vapor.

As they watched, the billowing fog had crept up to the corners of the house, and was slowly piling up into a thick wall, and the second floor resembled a strange ship floating on a terrible sea. Luo Hanya patted the rock in front of him eagerly with his hand, and stomped his foot impatiently.

"If he doesn't come out in a quarter of an hour, the path will be obscured, and in another half an hour, we won't be able to see it when we put our hands in front of us."

"Shall we step back to a higher place?"

"By the way, I guess that's fine."

So, when the fog came towards them, they retreated until they were half a mile from the house. But the thick white sea, with the moonlight shining on it, continued to advance slowly and resolutely in our direction.

"We're too far," Luo Hanya said, "he'll be caught up before he gets close to us." We can't afford to take this risk, we must stay here at any cost. He knelt down and pressed his ear to the ground. Thank God, I think I heard him coming. ”

The silence of the moor was broken by the sound of rapid footsteps, and they crouched among the rubble, staring intently at the silvery-white wall of fog at the upper edge in front of them. The footsteps grew louder and louder, and the person they were expecting walked there through the fog as if through a curtain.

When he stepped out of the fog and stood in the clear night illuminated by the stars, he looked around in alarm, and then walked quickly down the path, and after passing very close to the place where they were hiding, he walked towards the long hillside behind them. As he walked, he turned left and right and looked backwards in distraction. "Shh Luo Hanya sighed, and Rector heard the sound of a sharp and crisp pistol tip, "Attention, it's coming!" ”

There was a terrible grinding sound coming from the wall of fog that was slowly advancing, and the cloud-like fog was less than fifty yards away from where they were hiding, and they both stared at it with wide eyes, waiting for something terrible to appear there.

Rector was at Luo Hanya's elbow at the time, and he glanced at Luo Hanya's face. It was found that Luo Hanya's face was pale, but he showed a look of ecstasy, and his eyes sparkled in the moonlight.

Suddenly, Luo Hanya's eyes stared forward a little, and his lips opened in surprise. Rector looked away strangely, and then he let out a terrible cry and fell to the ground.

Luo Hanya jumped up, his hands firmly grasping the pistol, he was like a hero in mythology who rushed to the forefront, venting his anger at the terrible shape that rushed towards them in the fog shadows.

It was a huge crocodile, a big crocodile as black as coal, but it wasn't the kind one one one people usually saw. Its huge mouth spewed fire outward, its eyes lit up like fire, and its wrinkled skin shimmered with a ghostly light, and even a madman would not have seen anything more vicious, more terrible, and more devilish than this creature in the most grotesque dreams. (To be continued.) )