The sound of footsteps, the muffled sound of dragging heavy objects, and the rattle of bells.

These kinds of voices are getting closer and closer to us.

But the man didn't seem to notice us, and his course hasn't changed all the way.

It is a complete straight line from beginning to end, and there is no intention of deliberately approaching us at all.

At this time, I couldn't stop shaking.

Really, I don't know what I'm shaking.

I felt very calm, neither scared nor nervous, and the whole person was in a state of emptiness, but my body was shaking uncontrollably.

When I turned my face to the side, everyone else seemed very calm except for me, and no one was trembling, at most their expressions were a little nervous.

"What's wrong?" Chen Qiuyan glanced at me a little worriedly, and was afraid that the sound would be too loud and startle the snake, so she leaned into my ear and asked in a low voice, "Are you cold?" It's ugly to see your face."

"You're not scared, are you?" Shippo glanced at me and asked me with some curiosity.

"I don't know." I gritted my teeth, and I didn't hit my swollen face and became fat: "My body is shaking by myself, I don't know why, my heart is beating fast, but I don't feel scared"

"Then you must be excited." Qibao smiled: "There will be a chance to slash the enemy soon, it's normal for you to be excited." ”

"I hope so." I sighed.

"Something doesn't seem right." Kong Baiyang said coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression gradually became solemn: "That footstep sounds like a person, but it doesn't feel like it, it should be something else." ”

At this time, this person had already walked to a position that was only seven or eight meters away from us, and was still walking at an extremely slow pace, step by step.

Qibao was an anxious man, and when he found out that he hadn't come over for a long time, he immediately began to mumble, this beast can't be a snail spirit, right? Why is walking so slow?

"Be patient." Kong Baiyang said in a low voice, his expression was inexplicably a little nervous, and his body seemed to be trembling: "I feel a little wrong." ”

Seeing this situation, don't say that we are wondering, Kong Baiyang himself is wondering, and he is still muttering: "What am I shaking?" ”

"Who knows what you're shaking?" Shippo gave him a blank look.

At this time, the man had already walked three or four meters away from us, and a dark shadow could be faintly seen.

None of us dared to say anything more, but we all lowered our heads and curled up as best we could, lest the man who came by should see us.

"Ding"

The rattle is getting closer, and so is the sound of footsteps and dragging heavy objects.

The latter's voice sounds very real, it is the rattle of the bell

But I don't know why, the closer the sound is to us, the more unreal it feels, and it feels inexplicably illusory.

"Ding Ding"

At this time, the man was very close to us, and even if there was a layer of fog, we could tell his general appearance.

The moment I saw him, my intuition told me that this person should not be Zhou Wugui.

The man who came over was draped in a dark gray robe, or rather, a huge piece of rotten cloth.

The robe had black patches in seven or eight places, and it looked dirty, almost like a beggar.

He carried a wooden cane in his right hand, and the tip was an elbow, as if it had been polished, and it looked very rounded.

At the very front of this elbow, a brass bell hangs.

The bell was supposed to be bronze, covered with patina, the size of a fist, and shaped like an ancient chime.

His left hand was not idle, dragging a large burlap bag.

It was bulging with stuff, and it seemed heavy, and he dragged it with a lot of effort.

Looking at his age, he should not be young, his body is thin, his limbs are more like bamboo poles, and his bare little arms can't even see the flesh, almost all of them are skin wrapped in bones.

This person's back has always been arched, and he looks weak, no matter how he gets in touch, it is impossible to contact Zhou Wugui, who is in the prime of life.

I dare say that he is definitely not pretending.

The kind of old powerlessness that emanates from the bones is really real.

Like a candle about to be extinguished, people can feel his exhaustion and aging when they look at it

Since he always walked with his head down, even when he walked up to us, he couldn't see what he really looked like.

Just as I was observing him intently, Chen Qiuyan suddenly pinched me, gave me a look quietly, and motioned for me to look at the ground.

Following the direction she had indicated, I held my breath and took a cautious look.

I have to say that this look does see things that I didn't find before.

Blood.

A clear trail of blood was being extended, and the source of it all came from the burlap bag that the man was dragging around.

Look at the volume of that bag, and smell the gradually thicker smell of blood, could it be that it contains people??

Shippo bumped me lightly and asked me with his eyes, "Is there a person in there?" ”

I shook my head and didn't say much.

I'm not sure if it's a person, but I dare say that the thing in that burlap pocket must be dead.

Because the blood that seeped out through the sackcloth had a dead breath, and it didn't have the freshness that living blood should have.

"Ding"

Another bell rang, and it still sounded so unreal.

But those of us who lurked in the thorn bushes were startled when we heard the bell ring.

Before I knew it, the man who was dragging the sack all the way and shaking the bell was already standing in front of the thorn bushes.

It's no exaggeration to say that I suspect he teleported because we've been staring at him the whole time.

But almost instantly, he was in front of the thorn bushes

The bells stopped, and the sound of footsteps, the muffled sound of dragging heavy objects, all disappeared.

He was supposed to be looking down at us, but it was too dim because of the backlight.

In addition, the linen robe he wore was very fat, covering his head, not to mention, and hanging down a lot, blocking both sides of his face tightly.

Even if it was only half a meter away from us, we still couldn't see his face clearly.

We can see the details of the linen robe, the patterns on the brass bells, only his face, which seems to be completely shrouded in darkness, and nothing can be seen in the blackness.

I was the closest person to him, so I could really feel his fading and weak breathing.

In this case, we have two options.

One is to run away directly.

The second is to meet the enemy on the spot.

None of us made a choice, and we all crouched in the thorn bushes as if we were scared stupid.

Through the corner of my eye, I could see the fear on the faces of Kong Baiyang and Situ Qibao.

It stands to reason that there are not a few dangers we have experienced and we have encountered unjust monsters.

We've seen things more terrible and disgusting than this one.

But we're just afraid, and it's an indescribable emotion, more than ordinary fear.

As far as I'm concerned, I can feel that fear creeping out of my heart little by little

The old man in the linen robe didn't move, and those of us who were squatting in the thorn bush to sneak up on him didn't move, and everyone was so silent.

In this strange atmosphere, my heart was beating faster and faster, really, at that time I couldn't hear anything but the heartbeat coming from inside me.

It's very powerful, but it's also like it's struggling, and it seems that even the unconscious heart can feel that kind of fear.

"Squeak!!!

The neighing of the rat broke the strange atmosphere in an instant, like Huang Zhong Dalu, and instantly brought back to us who were out of a trance.

Qibao reacted the fastest, and the muzzle of the gun was raised to catch fire, but before that, Situ's flashlight had already shone on the man's face.

The moment I saw the real face of that person, I wanted to vomit, seriously.

From the forehead to the chin to the neck.

On top of the skin, the eyes are densely covered, just like the eyes of a living person, with eyelashes and eyelids, and they are all alive.

When we look at it, all its eyes are looking at us.

"What the fuck?? Fuck ??! ”

Shippo was completely panicked, and it could also be said that he was afraid.

As he roared as if he had emboldened himself, he pushed the muzzle of the gun up and pulled the trigger on the monster's head.