In the light of the corpse hook, Hua Can clearly saw that it was a human skeleton. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info The bones of those people fell to the ground, like dead wood that had been weathered for many years, and broke into several pieces, only the hard skulls emitted a dim gray light in the moonlight, and the two empty black holes looked obliquely ahead, as if smiling in the night.

Hua Can secretly thought that there were so many dangers on this road, and it seemed that the old man's statement that this road was just a lure to step into the 'point of no return' was wrong. After thinking about it, yes, the old man and his grandfather were walking on another small road, and he didn't describe what was on the road on this big road.

Hua Can quickly filled the arrows on her crossbow and slowly walked forward with broken steps. At this time, it was so silent that almost even the wind was hidden. The grass on both sides became deeper and deeper, and the trees began to multiply, and the canopies of these trees, like huge cloaks, almost completely obscured the wider and wider roads, and the trunks of these trees were thick, but compared with the canopy, they seemed much shorter, and looked a little strange.

Suddenly, a night bird rose from the left front of Hua Can, and let out two hastily and frightened chirps. Two black shadows swooped straight towards Hua Chan at the screams of night birds, and at the same time, in the canopy of a large tree to Hua Can's right, four more black shadows swooped down.

The strong crossbow in Hua Can's hand shot to the black shadow that rushed to the left front, the crossbow arrow just shot, the four black shadows on the right have already pounced on the top of Hua Can's head, Hua Can turned forward on the ground, the person did not stand up, his legs were wrong, and his body was already facing the back of the four black shadows that were in the air, and the strong crossbow in his hand shot at the back of the four black shadows in four consecutive rounds, only to listen to "poof, poof." "Two sounds, the first two arrows, have been shot, and two black shadows have fallen on the left.

Before Hua Can's figure could stand up, he suddenly felt the wind behind him, and in his hurry, his body rushed to the right, and the corpse hook in his right hand swung backwards along the momentum of the pounce, cutting a black shadow into two pieces. At the same time, the four arrows shot four black shadows to the ground.

He was just about to stand up, suddenly, his left ankle tightened, and the whole person was lifted up from the head and feet, Hua Can only felt that the ankle was cold, as if a snake wrapped its tail around his ankle, and the snake's head was still going up his calf. At the moment when his body was lifted, he saw two more black shadows rushing towards his head, and the black shadows were mixed with a little cold light.

Hua Can's waist and abdomen exerted force, his upper body forward, and his whole body was instantly bent into a hook shape, which was able to dodge the two black shadows that rushed in, and the corpse hook in his right hand waved above his left foot, with a soft sound, Hua Can only felt that his left ankle was loosened, and the person had fallen down from the air. In the moonlight, in a huge canopy, five or six black shadows ghostly pounced on him, and the two black shadows that had just thrown into the air towards his head also turned over, and rushed towards his falling body from the bottom up, with sharp claws into hooks, and grabbed the back of Hua Can's head in the moonlight.

Hua Chan fell in mid-air, and the fierce attacks of seven or eight black shadows had enveloped his entire body. Hua Can's right hand corpse hook, suddenly became longer, straight forward strike, the left hand of the strong crossbow shot five black shadows on the top, in the corpse hook just about to exhaust, the corpse hook suddenly became two, the front hook handle buckled the back hook, "do" sound, the corpse hook hook head into the trunk, Hua Can's arm pulled forward hard, the body turned forward, four claws swept the wind, from the back of his head. Hua Chan kicked the trunk of the tree with both feet, and his body turned backwards one and a half, sliding straight against the trunk, and with his right hand, the corpse hook instantly merged into one and protected his chest.

Under this series of attacks, Hua Can's back was soaked unconsciously, clinging to the trunk of the tree, gasping for breath, the two black shadows just now had disappeared, and even the dozen or so black shadows on the ground that were shot by him in a row suddenly disappeared.

In the grass, something seemed to be swimming, and the weeds trembled, and then, standing still.

Hua Can stretched out his hand and pulled out a sharp arrow from his back and put it on, panting heavily, his heartbeat was no longer like just now, almost jumping into his mouth. Those black shadows seemed to be frightened by him, and they didn't know where to hide, and for a while, the silence around them was terrifying.

Suddenly, Hua Can heard a terrible gnawing sound, as disgusting and creepy as a rat gnawing at a dead man's toes. Then, the gnawing sound suddenly stopped, that is, after the rat heard the footsteps of someone while gnawing on the dead man's toes, the gnawing sound suddenly stopped.

Hua Can followed the gnawing sound just now, and in the moonlight, in the grass four or five feet away from him, there was a faint black thing lying there. The sound seems to come from there.

Hua Can stood up, holding the hook in one hand and the crossbow flat on her forearm with the other, and slowly walked towards the grass. As soon as he had walked a few steps, there was a tearing sound, and in the sound of tearing, the sound of sharp teeth cutting bones from time to time was mixed in, and in the miserable moonlight, in the quiet and strange night, it seemed absurd and terrifying.

The smell of blood, suddenly, permeated the gradually humid air. Hua Chan held the corpse hook flat on the right front of her body, and her wrist shook slightly. In this way, the corpse hook in the moonlight is like a mirror, looking closely at everything behind you.

The black shadows just now and the cold unknown thing wrapped around Hua Can's ankle seemed to disappear out of thin air. However, Hua Can, with his intuition, could feel that those eyes were still looking at him strangely in the dark, as long as he was a little careless, as long as he was slightly exposed, those black shadows would rush out like lightning.

Hua Chan hunched his back, concentrating the center of gravity of his whole body on his waist and abdomen, and from the outside, he couldn't see a trace of flaws on his body. After walking two or three feet, he finally saw that in the grass in front of him, there was a sarcophagus lying flat. The lid of the sarcophagus, in the moonlight, looks heavy and cold, the bottom of the coffin is surrounded by a week of wild grass, the blades of grass are shaking in the coffin, and the huge bottom of the coffin, in the darkness covered by the wild grass, looks strange and absurd.

The voice inside the coffin, suddenly, stopped. Hua Can's footsteps have almost reached the realm of silence, could it be that the things in the coffin have heard Hua Can's footsteps?

In the distance, there were a few soft cries of night owls, rendering the already weird night even more gloomy and rejuvenated.

In a few big steps, Hua Can stepped to the side of the sarcophagus, concentrating on the breath, while observing the exterior of the sarcophagus, he kept shaking the corpse hook in his hand, from the hook of the corpse hook, watching, the big trees behind.

Suddenly, the terrible gnawing sound came from the sarcophagus again, and from time to time there was a low roar like a baby. Hua Can's heart was raised all of a sudden. Could it be that in this sarcophagus, there will really be a baby roaring in a low voice? It's just that this roar is three points as if it came from a foreign object.

Hua Can took two more steps forward. In the cold light, the sarcophagus was ajar, and a fishy smell wafted out of the coffin, and the gnawing sound suddenly stopped again.

Hua Can's back was already soaked, I don't know if it was night dew or cold sweat, and it was blown by a gust of wind, and Hua Can shivered all over.

He didn't know that five or six feet behind him, there were several pairs of cold and evil eyes, staring at him tightly.

Suddenly, the voice in the sarcophagus rang out again.

Hua Can stepped in front of the sarcophagus with an arrow step, the corpse hook in his right hand pulled up a piece of white light to protect his face, and the strong crossbow in his left hand pointed obliquely into the coffin.