Following.

Dave woke up from his sleep, looked to the side in a daze, and suddenly found someone in his room, startled, and almost fell out of bed.

The other sat at his desk, with his back to him, as if he was flipping through something.

"Who are you!" Dave grabbed the baseball bat next to the bed.

Yang Que turned his chair, looked at Dave and said, "Descendant of the Guardian, you're awake." ”

"You...... Mr. One-Page Book? Dave, who saw Yang Que's true face, hesitated.

"This is what I used to be." Yang Que said, "If you walk in the daytime, it is more convenient to look like this." ”

"Oh, oh." Dave nodded instinctively and took out his phone again.

As a modern person, waking up and glancing at your phone is a basic operation, not a dependence, but to get new information for the first time.

After a few minutes, he said with an ugly face: "Mr. One-Page Book, Joyce is missing." ”

"Missing?" Yang Que asked, "Didn't anyone find her last night?" ”

Dave shook his head.

Joel and the others woke up earlier than he did, and had already confirmed that Joyce had lost contact.

She should have sent a message last night, and after sneaking out of the door, she was targeted by the Headless Horseman.

When Yang Que and the others arrived, it was already a time period of "after the incident".

"Nope." Dave shook his head, "There's no trace. Now her parents have called the police. ”

Fortunately, Joyce disappeared along with the phone, and now the phone is also turned off and cannot be located.

Otherwise, someone will find out the content of the chat between Dave and others last night.

Dave: They are going to be beaten up by the people of society again.

"Where is this?" Yang Que didn't mean to continue asking, and gave Dave a map—a map of the town and its surroundings that was originally posted on the wall of Dave's room.

Now there's a place in the corner circled in red.

"It's like a lake." Dave took it and looked at it for a while, not quite sure.

"Take me there, the Headless Horseman is there." Yang Que stood up, "By the way, go to Joyce's house." ”

The Atlas of Mountains and Seas shows that the red dot of the Headless Horsemann has remained there and has not touched it all night.

"Oh, wait for my parents to go out." Dave nodded.

Dave: They don't have to go to school, and their parents definitely still have to go to work.

However, in view of the disobedience of these children, they will lock the door before going to work, and the window is really helpless.

The town is not small, but it is not big, and if Dave and the others run out and wander the streets, there is always the possibility of being seen by acquaintances.

When I went home at night, I was beaten again by people in society.

Dave: They were still well-behaved the other day, after all, the events of that night and the appearance of the Headless Horseman scared them terribly.

But now, with a page of the book to back it up, everything is different.

They're saving the world—at least the town, keeping it quiet and peaceful.

With a noble goal, the act of running away from home is not running away.

It's like Harry Potter never makes a fuss when he breaks school rules, why? Because he can save the British wizarding world.

The same goes for Dave.

As "chosen children," they feel a great sense of responsibility.

"I mean, you don't need so many people, just a guide." Looking at the four people who got together again, Yang Que said.

"It's okay, we're here to help!" Joel patted his chest and said.

"Call me again when you're near Joyce." In broad daylight, wearing normal civilian clothes again, Yang Que couldn't use a balance bike to pretend to be a ghost, and simply used Dave and others as a means of transportation.

This time, Dave's transportation was upgraded from the No. 11 bus and bicycle to a small motorcycle.

Soon it was near Joyce's house.

The door was closed, and Joyce's parents were in the town's bureau, which made it easier for everyone to sneak in.

"This smell......" Howling Dog walked around Joyce's room, "I smell it on Shouwu." ”

"Oh?" Yang Que raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is it blood or something that got on Shouwu?" ”

"No, it's not that superficial and superficial." As a divine dog, the Howling Dog indicates that the taste is layered.

The smell of Joyce emanating from Shou Wu's body was not contaminated with this shallow contact.

"So Joyce is the first nothing?" Yang Que said, "The devil is around the routine. ”

"That's not right." The Howling Dog shook his head, "You forgot, we met Joyce at the beginning, and the Classic of Mountains and Seas didn't think she was a strange beast at that time. ”

"Isn't there a state of the head?" Yang Que guessed, "The ordinary human form will not be recognized as a 'strange beast' by the Shanhai Sutra, and the headless battle form is a strange beast?" ”

"Will it?" The Howling Dog says it doesn't know either.

"You don't know, and I don't know." Yang Que said, "Whatever, just go and see." ”

Dave and the others rode Xiao Ai's small motorcycle, giving full play to the advantages of the locals, and took the shortest route to the destination with Yang Que at the fastest speed.

The lake in Dave's mouth is actually more like a deep pool.

There is a difference of nearly three meters between the shore and the water, and under the irregular surface of the lake, black aquatic plants grow, like an underwater forest.

It is impossible to see the scene in the lake at all.

"I hate the water." Standing on the shore, Yang Que raised his hand as he spoke.

The pages of the mountain and sea were suspended in front of the palm of his hand, and the Howling Sky Dog jumped out of it, and its body suddenly swelled in midair, turning into a beast the size of a large truck, and jumping into the deep pool.

The splashes are several meters high, bringing an icy chill.

Dave and the others glanced at each other, and they all saw the horror in each other's eyes.

That terrifying beast is the true face of that little thing?!

Yang Que stood by the lake and watched quietly, as the roaring dog entered the lake, the originally calm lake began to ripple, the lake water surged, and the waves rose.

With a burst of special effects similar to the explosion of lake water in a martial arts drama, the roaring dog bit the water and threw it to the ground.

Without waiting for the head to get up, Yang Que stepped on his chest - or on the head?

The armor is hard, yes, but it's just hard.

Shou Wu struggled, and in a twisted posture, he slashed the axe in his hand towards Yang Que's calf.

Yang Que moved, and directly stepped on Shouwu's wrist.

It can be seen that Shouwu's palm is completely connected to the handle of the axe.

The hook on the handle of the axe pierces the palm of the hand and does not come out.

Shou Wu struggled desperately, plowing the ground with his hands and feet, raising a large amount of sand, accompanied by a "click", and even tore his arm directly from his elbow.

The head of the self-cut arm got out of trouble and wandered away in an instant.

Yang Que glanced at the broken arm and the axe, looked in the direction where Shou Wu disappeared, and showed that he stretched his body, and then, suddenly turned into a golden light, and caught up with Shou Wu in a few breaths.

Golden light!

Abandon the monk's set, learn with heart and instinct, and in one night, Yang Que has learned to vertical the golden light.

Although he is not very proficient and his speed is not particularly fast, it is more than enough to catch up with Shou Wu.

Shou Wu, who had run hundreds of meters, was forced to stop again, this time, his arm was stepped on, and his body was held down by Yang Que, who was leaning over.

"You have three more chances." Yang Que looked at Shou Wu and said.

The sturdy armor does not cover the entire body, but "cuts" to the elbows and knees of the limbs.

Self-severing an arm also starts from that part.

With a slight force, he pressed Shou Wu to the ground, and Yang Que stood up again, only his left foot was still stepping on Shou Wu's arm.

Black viscous blood, which has little fluidity, symbolically flows out of the fracture.

Reminiscent of a decaying corpse that has died.

Shou Wu cut off his arm again and fled in a hurry desperately.