Chapter Seventy-One: The Fog
Gu Feng stood in the thick fog with an unkind expression, cautiously observing the surroundings. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info is very abnormal fog, almost can't even distinguish the scenery from a meter away, and the visibility is too low, which reminds Gu Feng of the monster called the fog catfish.
Da Da Da ...... Da Da Da ......
It seems that the sound of footsteps that I have heard suddenly came from all directions, and along with the footsteps, there are vague figures, in the white mist, black, carrying backpacks. The shadows kept moving about five meters away from Gu Feng, but they were just walking, and the distance did not change a bit.
Gu Feng moved his gaze from shadow to shadow, not in a hurry to make any moves. Five shadows, the taller ones are probably about the same size as Aikawa Yamato, and the shorter ones are not far from Reina Kuriyama.
No, maybe not close.
"Mr. Aikawa! Is that you? ”
Gu Feng shouted at the tallest shadow, but there was no response, and the shadow didn't even pause after Gu Feng shouted, but still walked around Gu Feng at a certain speed and at a fixed pace, without changing the distance.
Isn't it me?
Gu Feng stared at the five black shadows with backpacks on their backs, the black shadows twisted subtly in the strange fog, and even the backpacks they were carrying seemed to be just something wriggling on their backs.
These shadows are like ghosts that hide their bodies through the thick fog, ready to stretch out their claws and tore people apart and devour them at any time, which is unsettling.
Everything in sight is chilling.
Gu Feng glanced over his shoulder, there was no shoulder strap for the backpack, and the backpack was gone.
What's going on? Shouldn't I be exploring the haunted house with those guys? Finally......
The field of vision suddenly became clearer, and the shadows that had been walking in the fog disappeared with it, and the fog suddenly dispersed.
Gu Feng re-observed the scenery in the visible area, trying to analyze what the current situation was. In front of him was an ordinary concrete road, about five meters from side to side, stretching forward, and beyond that, there was a foggy fog.
On both sides of the road, there was what was supposed to be called a flower garden, but at this time, there were no more plants related to life in the fence. Some are just corpses of flowers or weeds, withered black, lifeless white, black and white fill the vision of the ancient style.
Wait a minute, no!
Gu Feng quickly stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, and his open palm was grayish white.
Sure enough, there are only two colors in this world, black and white, and since the ancient style is not color blind, the status quo is obvious, this world is fake.
Hallucinations? No, it's too crude to say it's an illusion, and if it's a hallucination......
Gu Feng stretched out his hand and touched his shoulder, this backpack that had been blessed by Abe Zhenrin should not be affected, but the backpack was not carried on his back.
Gu Feng was not careless enough to untie this backpack, and since the backpack was gone, it can be speculated that it was just a dream. Because the backpack has been blessed, there is no way to be projected into a dream by a ghost.
At this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of the road, white, but it could be easily caught by the eyes in the vast fog. Gu Feng looked at the light with obvious indicative meaning, and did not rush forward in a hurry, but glanced back.
The black iron gate stands behind the ancient style, and the iron gate that I have seen has been extended, and the wall that I have seen is centered on the iron gate to both sides, and the other side of the wall is a fog that seems to be empty. Gu Feng moved his gaze back to the flickering light, since he had to choose one of the two, he naturally had to choose the side with a higher possibility, he would not be naïve to think that he could leave this dream by climbing out of the iron gate.
After a little time, Gu Feng came to the end of the road, right here, where the light disappeared, raised his head, and looked at the complete European-style villa in front of him, Gu Feng was even more sure that he was dreaming.
Without any hesitation, Gu Feng pushed open the door and walked in calmly. This guy is probably really used to it, and he doesn't feel the emotion of fear at all from him, and this guy's calm attitude is really unreasonable.
After entering the villa, Gu Feng first glanced at the layout of the living room on the first floor, and then let it gradually coincide with the scene in his memory.
That's right, this is the home of Zhou Wentian, who was entrusted by Gu Yuzhi to be his tutor, but it is a little different, there is no furniture here at all, only the carpet on the floor that has turned into a pile of rags.
A soft purple glow caught Gu Feng's attention, and Gu Feng looked over there, and the light was coming out from behind the kitchen door.
Well, this is the meaning of bluntly letting Gu Feng pass, and this Gu Feng feels that there is no need to refuse. So he walked to the kitchen door, looked at the half-hidden kitchen door, hesitated for two seconds, and pushed the door open.
At this moment, a knife suddenly flashed out of the crack in the door and slashed straight down, judging from the speed and sharpness, if this knife was cut to the ground, Gu Feng could happily go to cos Yang Guo Big Brother.
However, how could this guy Gu Feng do what people wanted! From his previous act of specially letting Aikawa enter the door, we can see that this guy has the concept of opening the door to kill in his mind, so when there is no cannon fodder and he can only go on his own, he is naturally careful and careful.
I saw that Gu Feng quickly withdrew his hand as expected, avoided the first knife, and then jumped backwards and left a distance of two meters. As soon as Gu Feng's front feet stood firm, the owner of the knife rushed out from behind the door like a wild dog that had escaped the reins, and rushed towards Gu Feng with a low roar, and the blade that flashed with cold light slashed down again, directly taking Gu Feng's head melon seeds.
Gu Feng was never a fool waiting to be killed, he stepped under his feet and rushed towards the comer. The distance of two meters quickly disappeared under the sprint of the two sides, Gu Feng's left hand was quickly raised, palm up, and accurately against the opponent's wrist, stopping the castration of the blade, and at the same time the right hand clenched his fist, exerting force, from right to left, a beautiful left hook punch hit the opponent's face.
The advantage of the strengthened body was fully manifested at this time, and the opponent was beaten by Gu Feng's punch and flew out. When the other party was beaten by himself, Gu Feng had a chance to see the other party's appearance clearly. Judging from her appearance, she is an old lady of about eighty years old, judging from her actions just now, she is a vigorous old lady, and judging by her hideous demeanor of three points like a person and seven points like a ghost, this is the ghost of an eighty-year-old old lady.
This is not something that can be described by vulgar words such as being old and strong, treacherous, scheming, old and old, eating tender grass (as if something discordant has mixed in).
With her skills, touching porcelain or hitting the wall or something is probably invincible, if she does not provoke the ancient style but to touch the development of the porcelain industry, the future will be immeasurable, must be glorious.
However, there are no ifs, and for Gu Feng, a guy who doesn't know what respecting the old and loving the young is, no matter how old she looks, it won't have any effect on what he is going to do next.
One strode forward, Gu Feng stepped on the wrist of her right hand holding the knife while the "old lady" had not finished getting up, and then slapped the left and right to make the poor "old lady" lie down again. When the "old lady" lay down on the ground again, Gu Feng, a guy with no conscience, twisted his left foot that stepped on someone's wrist and felt the touch......
No...... It is a feeling of foot.
Even if a young strong man is stepped on by him like this, he will have a fracture or a comminuted fracture, but this "old lady" did not, it seems to be very resistant to beating......
Gu Feng showed an undisciplined smile, then bent down and gave the other party a fat beating with a bow left and right. Ah, although the spiritual power is almost exhausted, it's great that the circuit of the spiritual power is still there, at least you can still touch the ghost, otherwise the other party can touch you, but if you can't touch the other party, you will die.
After the beating, Gu Feng stepped on the old ghost's right wrist with his left foot, and stepped on the opponent's chest with his right foot, stretching his waist.
Judging from the fact that this ghost was still struggling happily and still screaming with energy, although Gu Feng's actions just now looked frustrated, they did not cause substantial damage to the other party.
"Roar......
Bending down again, completely ignoring the ghost's strong resistance, Gu Feng broke the ghost's fingers and forcibly snatched the knife from the other party's hand. After staring at the bright blade for two seconds, Gu Feng touched his chin thoughtfully.
"Sushi knives? It looks pretty sharp, hehe~"
Then, the guy shifted his gaze from the blade to the ghost's face at his feet, revealing a pathological grin like a perverted murderer. Well, even I can't tell who's the villain......
"Ahh......h
In a few moments, the sound of screams, screams, flesh and blood, and the maniacal laughter of a guy who had lost all his discipline resounded throughout the living room......