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I moved the thin man under a stout tree and trapped him with his leash in a section of the tree's roots. And I climbed to a thick branch three meters high. I'm dealing with people, not animals. This altitude doesn't mean safety for me, but even if I'm comforted, I finally feel a little more grounded when I get to the tree, and I can close my eyes for a while and rest.

There wasn't any movement in the woods, but it was a good thing for me, and I could see it at the slightest noise.

Time is blurred in this environment. I had no idea how long I had been sitting in the tree, but when I opened my eyes, it was still gray, the fog showed no sign of dissiding, it covered the sky, like a gray cover, shielding out all day and night. Probably throwing garbage.

Finally, a voice sounded from under the tree, and the thin man with his broken right arm finally recovered from a semi-comatose state. The pain made him groan a few times, and he tried to get up, but the belt tied around him didn't make it so easy for him to break free. And his struggles shook the tree behind him, and I was on this tree.

"If I were you, sit honestly, and if you run, I won't be as good as I was just now." I warned the thin man on the branch.

The thin man was stunned for a moment, then obediently leaned back to the tree, then raised his head to look at me, and said with a smile, "You are dead, he will kill you." ”

"You're talking in your sleep, aren't you? Can he kill me? You let him come out and try it! I retorted dismissively.

"Humph!" The thin man pouted and smiled. "How long do you think you'll last in this place? One day or two days? You can't live without this. ”

"Laugh at it, even if I do starve to death here, I'll eat you before I starve to death." I remembered the case I investigated with Ding Dang some time ago, and I also used that group of cannibalistic maniacs to scare the thin men under the tree.

The thin man was not frightened, he was still smiling weirdly, and it was estimated that if he talked to him again, he still said the same few words just now, what I am dead, he will come to kill me or something, so I simply stopped talking, and only spent time with him in the tree.

Before you know it, it's starting to get dark. Far from abating, the fog in the woods became thicker and thicker, and when there was no light in the woods, I couldn't even see under the trees at all.

I warned him about the thin man who had been keeping his peace all along, and I warned him, but it didn't help, and he was still poking his belt there, as if trying to break free.

I touched two pieces of rune paper from my body, and after reciting the fire bell spell, I threw the rune paper under the tree, and the rune paper immediately burned when it hit the ground, and the light of the fire also allowed me to see the thin man under the tree.

He was indeed moving the belt, but his right arm was broken, and he didn't untie the belt very smoothly with only one left hand, and it is estimated that he may not be able to break free for another half an hour.

"Be careful again, I'll cut off your head with a knife!" Again, I warn.

"Cut me? If you could cut me, you wouldn't have tied me here! You're a bastard, you don't dare to kill people at all! Hey, hey, hey! The thin man let out a disgusting laugh and continued to try to break free from his belt.

The rune paper was extinguished, and the thin man returned to the darkness again, so I quickly took two more talismans, and then recited the incantation and threw them down, but when the fire was lit, there was no one under the tree, and only half of the belt was tied to the root! The belt was neatly severed, apparently cut by a knife.

That skinny man was rescued? Is the masked man? When did he come over?

I was thinking about these questions when suddenly a dark shadow flew towards me from the thick fog! I dodged to the side, and the thing hit the trunk of the tree with a thud and bounced to the ground. The burning rune paper on the ground was extinguishing, and I quickly took two more runes as lighting, and by the light of the burning rune paper, I saw what had just flown in, and it turned out to be a human head, and it was the head of a thin man who had just been tied under the tree!

I couldn't sit still, so I climbed down the trunk of the tree, and then quickly walked over to the human head to take a closer look.

It was indeed the head of a thin man, and the wound on his neck was still bloody, and there was a look of surprise on his face, as if he couldn't believe that he had been beheaded.

"I know you're here! Come out and go head-to-head with me! I shouted into the darkness around me, but all I could answer was a dead silence, not even an echo.

I pulled out the machete I had snatched earlier, and used the fire charm to illuminate it as I searched for relatively dry branches nearby and cut them off. After accumulating enough wood, I put them together and lit the pile of firewood with a fire charm to form a bonfire.

With the light, I can also feel a little more at ease, but I still choose to lean my back against the tree to prevent people from sneaking up behind me.

"You're strong."

The announcer-like voice came again, it came out of the darkness, but I couldn't see his person.

"Did you find it interesting?" I replied to him, sticking my machete into the ground, then pulling out a wad of talisman paper and chanting a mantra to open the light, and then using my knife to pierce the talisman.

"It's interesting, compared to those who only know how to run away, I prefer you who know how to resist, the more you resist, the more interesting it is, very interesting."

His voice kept moving, as if he was walking around me looking for the right opportunity to attack, and I could tell what he was trying to do, so I stopped talking, just listening intently to the sound of him and his steps.

However, the masked man also chose to be silent after saying what he had just said, and after he chose to be silent, the whole forest returned to a dead silence again, except for the occasional crackling sound from the campfire.

Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound from the darkness, and before I could dodge, a bright light pinned against my face to the tree, and there was a muffled thud.

I turned my head to see that half of the scalpel had already sunk into the trunk of the tree, which showed the strength of the person who threw the knife, and if he had deliberately aimed at my vital point, I would have been stabbed by now.

He's playing again, and there's nothing I can do with him.

"What's wrong? Scared? ”

The voice came again, this time very close to me, right behind the tree!

I decided to preemptively turn the trunk of the tree and swing the machete behind the tree, but it didn't hit anything, and as I swung the knife, I saw the masked man crouching down and turning towards me, his scalpel reflecting the fire, and stabbing straight at my side ribs.

This distance and speed made it impossible for me to dodge completely, and I had to try to avoid getting stabbed.

The scalpel swept against my ribs, and I felt a chill in my body, and I didn't feel any pain from the adrenaline, but I knew that the knife had made a cut in me.

There was a strange laugh from behind the clown's mask, and he immediately retreated into the darkness after the stab, as if trying to continue playing the cat-and-mouse game with me.

While he was out of the way, I went back to the campfire and leaned against the tree, then felt my right rib with my free hand. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but it only cut the skin and showed some blood, and it definitely did not hurt the muscles and internal organs, which gave me the ability to continue to fight with him.

By the light of the fire, I saw the head of the thin man on the ground again, and it was this glance that made me suddenly realize something!

That clown mask is obviously good at psychological warfare, he likes to shroud his prey in fear, and now the situation is the fear he created for me! During the day, he only showed his face and chose to disappear, and then let the skinny man test my skills in his place, and when he saw me capture the skinny man, he waited until it was dark.

If he's really strong, strong enough to easily suppress me, then he can definitely attack me during the day, but why would he choose to wait until dark? The answer is obvious, he should also know that he can't take advantage of me during the day, and he needs to take advantage of the cover of the night.

And he obviously stabbed me, but he chose to run away and continue to fight guerrillas, on the surface it seems that he is playing a cat-and-mouse game with me, but in fact he is more likely to dare not fight with me head-on.

The scalpel he threw over before may have wanted to kill me, but it wasn't accurate enough, and if he really had the ability to throw knives, he could continue to use this method to scare me.

Yes, he's just bluffing, he's scareping, he doesn't even dare to fight me head-on!

After figuring this out, I am more confident!

I tightened the machete in my hand and looked at my left hand again, wondering if I should cut my left hand off for the time being, or at least let my left arm return to normal. And just as I was pondering this, suddenly the campfire in front of me was kicked apart, and the clown mask rushed towards me from the front.

That's exactly what I want!

I rushed at him without dodging, and then slashed at his mask with a knife.

He also seemed to be shocked by my actions, and in his plan I should probably choose to escape, and my lack of retreat also made him stunned in place, and in the short moment he was in a daze, my machete was also in the middle of the mask! This time I really didn't keep my hand, because I knew that if I didn't do it hard enough, I would be the one who died.

The mask was nearly split in half by my knife, and blood was bleeding from the cracks.

"It seems that you are not cowardly, you have killed someone."

Suddenly, the announcer's voice came from behind me.

I was so shocked that I didn't even have to look at it, this masked guy I cut must be another ghost stand-in! I wanted to pull the knife out, but it was too heavy just now, and my knife was stuck on the mask and couldn't be pulled out, I glanced back, and two cold lights were stabbing from behind, and I really couldn't dodge it!

"Ahh

I instinctively exclaimed, but the knife didn't hit me, or more accurately I fell into a dark red hole before the knife stabbed me, a place I knew all too well, and it wasn't the first time I had escaped this way, and although he didn't show up, I knew the kid had come, and it had come at the right time.

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