Chapter Twenty-Six

Last night, Ling Fan suddenly found a dark shadow lying on the windowsill peeping, so he chased it out, but he didn't even find half a figure, but he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance of flowers, and for a while, Ling Fan remembered his brother Ling Feng, and couldn't help but lean on the windowsill and fainted. But when he woke up, he found himself besieged by a group of villagers, whose faces were full of resentment. Startled, Ling Fan found that the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and there were white and brown hairs mixed with them. At this moment, something under his feet attracted his attention, and he saw a white and brown puppy lying at his feet, motionless, the puppy's neck was torn open, at this time it had no blood, and all the blood in its body had been sucked dry!

He stared at his palm again, the horrific blood and the fragments of dog hair, his body couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his back instantly pressed against the cold wall, staring at his hand in horror and shouting, "Is it ...... Did I kill this puppy...... Sucked its blood?! ”

There was another commotion among the villagers, and two stout men stepped forward to set up Ling Fan, and then forcibly dragged him away.

"Stop!" Where could Tianyu allow the villagers to bring Ling Fan up, she strode forward, opened her arms and shouted.

Still the person who looked like the village chief, he strode in front of Tianyu, looked Tianyu up and down, said with a crackle at the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the puppy that had been drained of blood, but what was being said, Ling Fan and Tianyu didn't understand it at all, especially Tianyu, Xiumei's face was already flushed, her whole body was trembling, and her fists were clenched tightly.

Ling Fan looked at Tianyu's ready to go, for fear that Tianyu would be stunned by impulsiveness, and hurriedly said: "Tianyu, leave me alone, I'll be fine, go find Su Ya and Lao Gu, and come to save me after finding them, Su Ya is the big head descender of country A, there will definitely be a way, go quickly!" ”

"But......" Tianyu said as she gritted her teeth tightly.

"No, it's an order, go!" Ling Fan was afraid that if Tianyu delayed any longer, he would really get into some trouble, so he shouted urgently.

Tianyu retracted the fists that were about to swing out, suddenly turned around, and kicked a tree next to him with an extremely sharp kick, and with a click, the thick tree with the thick mouth of the bowl was broken in two, revealing the shocking wooden ballast.

If the sharp kick suddenly frightened all the villagers present into taking a step back and staring at Tian Yu in horror, Tian Yu warned them with body language not to act rashly, otherwise their bodies would think about this tree, and then looked at Ling Fan deeply, and then ran towards the exit of the village.

The villagers gathered around the village chief as if they were saying something, and Ling Fan, who didn't understand the language, could only stare dryly, but from the expressions of the villagers, Ling Fan could guess that it would definitely not be a good thing, since the corners of his mouth were stained with the blood hair of the puppy, then it means that the reason why the villagers treated him like this must have something to do with this puppy that was drained of blood. But what made him strange was that he didn't catch any puppies last night, but quietly leaned against the wall next to the window and fell asleep, just while he was sleeping, someone must have thrown the bloody puppy to his side, and then smeared the blood and hair on his lips, who is it who has an enmity with him to frame himself like this, is it the black shadow that peeped on the windowsill last night?!

Just when Ling Fan was wondering who was going to frame him like this, the villagers seemed to have agreed to some kind of agreement, and the two strong villagers set Ling Fan up, and then followed everyone to the center of the small mountain village.

In the center of the village is an open space with three sturdy wooden stakes about the thickness of one person, and not far from the three stakes there is a high platform made of bamboo, like an ancient Chinese sacrificial platform, with a table in front of it with tropical fruits and offerings.

Looking at all this in front of him, Ling Fan's mind suddenly shuddered, he felt that everything in front of him was so familiar, it seemed that he had seen it somewhere, but he just couldn't remember, just when he recalled when he had seen the scene in front of him, two strong villagers had already tied Ling Fan to a wooden stake, and the tie was strong, and it was estimated that the five flowers were no more than that.

"Hey, what are you going to do with me, tell me quickly!" Ling Fan saw that something seemed to be wrong with the situation, so he shouted at the villagers.

However, the villagers didn't seem to pay attention to Ling Fan, but gathered around a small wooden house next to the bamboo platform, and everyone stood respectfully by the door, as if waiting for the people in the wooden house to appear.

There was a squeak of the doorway turning, and then the door of the hut opened automatically, and then I saw an old man in a wide costume come out from the back of the house, the old man was about seventy or eighty years old, his beard was white, and he wore a strange silver headdress on his head, and he held a black scepter in his hand, the head of which was inlaid with a small skull, and the body of the staff was a black wood with a thick top and a sharp bottom, and the wooden body was carved into two black snakes that crawled downward, strange and terrifying.

The person who looked like the village chief walked in front of the old man, bowed down to the old man, and then got up and pointed at Ling Fan as if he was saying something to the old man, only to see that the old man's face changed color from kindness to instantaneously, becoming shocked, angry and horrified, he hurriedly came down from the steps of the cabin, and came to Ling Fan's side with the support of everyone, looked Ling Fan up and down carefully, and said something that Ling Fan couldn't understand, but looking at the old man's frightened expression, even Ling Fan himself was very puzzled, when did he make people have a frightened expression.

"Hey, old man, I really didn't kill that puppy, you have to believe me!" Although Ling Fan knew that the old man couldn't understand him, he still tried his best to explain for himself, he knew that the old man's status in the village was extremely high, as long as he said to let himself go, others would definitely not obstruct him.

The old man looked at Ling Fan, and said some strange words, then turned around and walked up to the high platform tremblingly, standing in front of the platform, he waved the black scepter in his hand to the villagers, and shouted strange words, only to see the villagers immediately shouting strange slogans gathered around Ling Fan, dancing strangely, while waving a long knife in his hand that flashed with cold light.

Strange dances, strange slogans, sacrificial old men...... For a moment, Ling Fan finally remembered when he had seen the scene in front of him, it was a dream he had had, and the scene in the dream was like this, he was tied to a wooden stake by a bunch of natives, and they danced strange dances around him, brandished strange weapons, and shouted strange slogans.

Thinking of that dream, Ling Fan's heart was cold, if the dream was true, then what they had to do to themselves next was ———— sure enough, not long after, the villagers stopped dancing weirdly, and saw the two villagers who brought Ling Fan to carry two small iron buckets out of the crowd and came to Ling Fan.

Ling Fan looked at the contents of the iron bucket that the two of them were carrying, and saw that it was a transparent liquid, and sure enough, it was exactly the same as in the dream, the small iron bucket was filled with - it was really gasoline!

With two bangs, thick gasoline was poured on Ling Fan's head, and the strong smell choked him a little, soaking all his clothes, and his entire back was cold and cold, but how could the coldness of his body be worth the coldness of his heart, and the thoughts of fear surged into his body like those two barrels of gasoline.

'Difficult...... Am I really going to be burned alive?! Ling Fan shouted in horror in his heart.

"No!" Ling Fan suddenly shouted loudly, and he shouted frantically at the old man on the altar who was kneeling down to worship heaven and earth: "No, it shouldn't be like this, isn't it just a dead dog?" Don't you need to make me pay for my life!? I can't die yet! ”

However, Ling Fan's shouts were ignored at all, and the villagers were still dancing strange dances around Ling Fan, strange slogans continued to pour into Ling Fan's eardrums, and his eyes suddenly felt a little dizzy, and the strong smell of gasoline made him feel suffocated.

"No...... I can't die yet! Absolutely not to die! Ling Fan gritted his teeth tightly, his hands struggled fiercely, trying to break the thick hemp rope that tightly bound his wrists, but the toughness of the thick rope far exceeded Ling Fan's strength, his wrists were strangled with a dark red bruise, his skin was rubbed and bleeding, and the bright red blood stained the thick hemp rope bloody.

However, no matter how Ling Fan struggled, he was still unable to break the hemp rope, and while he was struggling, one of the two villagers had already come to Ling Fan with a torch, and the raging flames were tightly pressed in front of Ling Fan's face, burning his face so hot that it became a little difficult to breathe.

The villager said a strange word to Ling Fan, presumably saying goodbye or something, and then slowly lowered the torch in his hand to Ling Fan's body, and the red flames were about to ignite his clothes.

"No!" Having never been so close to death, Ling Fan screamed in fright, closing his eyes tightly, imagining his whole body being burned by the flames.

Suddenly, there was a crisp and loud bang, and then the torch was ejected with a whirl, and after a few spins in the air, it fell into a small puddle on the ground not far away, and with a bang, a puff of white smoke came out, and the torch was extinguished by the water.

The villagers were so shocked by the sudden change that they hurriedly turned their heads to look in the direction of the sound, and even Ling Fan followed and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see a person in a black suit and a black mask on his face suddenly appeared in the grass next to him, the muzzle of the black hole was emitting a little green smoke, and under the mask, there was a pair of eyes that people could not forget at a glance, that kind of gentleness and wisdom, as if they had reached the extreme of human eyes.