Feng Ling saw Zhang Xiaowen's doubts, his figure flashed, and he didn't know when he had arrived in front of Li Wu, and suddenly grabbed Li Wu's left hand and said, "Don't look at his thin figure, in fact, he is a martial arts practitioner!" ”

If you observe carefully, Li Wu's hands are indeed a little different from ordinary people, his knuckles are very large, they will be more convex than ordinary people, the palms are thick and firm, especially the flesh of the tiger's mouth is thicker, and the skin on the back of the palms and hands is rough and calloused. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Wu sneered: "I am from the countryside, I often did farm work when I was young, and it is not normal for my hands to be thick, according to what you say, isn't every peasant a person who practices martial arts?" Haha......"

Zhang Xiaowen nodded, agreeing with Li Wu's statement: "I think you should go to the Public Security Bureau to surrender yourself, don't continue to make mistakes." ”

"Oh, yes!" Feng Ling said that he suddenly shot at Li Wu, Li Wu would expect that Feng Ling would come to this stubble, and instinctively raised his hand to defend, although Feng Ling had not really practiced martial arts routines, but his strength was over there, his fists were extremely heavy and fast, when his brute force was enough for Li Wu, he didn't intend to give Li Wu any respite.

Of course, Li Wu is not beaten material, he has changed from the beginning of the defense to attack with Feng Ling, Li Wu's martial arts routines are clear-eyed, and his skills are also quite good, the two of them come and go, add fists and feet, and do not fall behind for a while.

For a while, one was tall and one was short, one strong and one was thin, and the two of them circled around the hall.

Li Wu's skills made Zhang Xiaowen surprised, and there was no need to say more at this time, Li Wu's performance had already told her that Li Wu was indeed a martial arts practitioner, and Feng Ling was not lying.

It's just that Zhang Xiaowen still can't believe this fact, and at this time, Li Wu's image is completely subverted in her heart.

Li Wu is his classmate, it is said that his hometown is in a very remote mountain village, and his usual image is also rustic, and he looks like a substantial, low voice, I didn't expect that since he would be so strong, he is still a martial arts master, this guy is hiding too deeply.

However, even if Li Wu knows martial arts, he can't prove that he killed the person, because Feng Ling saw that his strength was stronger in the past.

Feng Ling's shot was purely for temptation, to prove that he was telling the truth, although Li Wu's martial arts were okay, but it was still too weak for him.

After dismantling Li Wu's wave of attacks, Feng Ling suddenly accelerated, got in front of Li Wu, grabbed his neck and threw it behind him, Li Wu's whole person was thrown to the ground, Feng Ling's strength was heavy enough this time, Li Wu was not lightly fallen, lying on the ground and snorting.

Feng Ling was about to step forward to make up for the attack, but was stopped by Zhang Xiaowen.

"Your skills are not bad, and your strength is still higher than Li Wu, I think you are more likely to be a murderer!" Zhang Xiaowen insisted on her point of view and looked at Feng Ling with confidence.

"Alas...... Poor bunch! Feng Ling put away his fists and feet, stopped, walked to the side and looked at Zhang Xiaowen and shook his head, sighing with regret on his face, with a hint of pity in his tone.

Zhang Xiaowen didn't know what Feng Ling meant by this, so she glanced at him inexplicably: "What are you talking about?" What a mess! ”

"Whether you believe it or not, whether Li Wu killed it or not, anyway, it's just a game, you're all dead!" Feng Ling's words were amazing, making Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu stunned at the same time, looking at each other, not understanding why Feng Ling would say such a thing, this guy should not be stupid.

"He's not really a madman, is he? Sick in the brain? Li Wu looked at Zhang Xiaowen and couldn't figure out the situation.

"You are really strange, you are still here to confuse the public by killing people, I think you mean by this, do you want to kill both of us?" At first, Zhang Xiaowen just wanted to scold Feng Ling, but then think about Feng Ling's words just now, "It's just a game, you're all dead!" She really didn't understand what Feng Ling was talking about, she and Li Wu were obviously alive and well, how could they die? Wouldn't this guy mean that the game is over, and he is going to kill himself and Li Wu? Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaowen couldn't help but feel frightened again.

Feng Ling shook his head again and smiled at Zhang Xiaowen, and then slowly approached Zhang Xiaowen.

"You...... You...... What do you want? Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu were very panicked, they didn't know what Feng Ling wanted to do, and they unconsciously retreated.

However, Feng Ling stopped at this time, turned around and said lightly: "After watching the play for so long, you should also come out." ”

Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu glanced at each other, not knowing what to do, why did this guy turn around and talk to the air, nervously.

As soon as Feng Ling's words fell, a figure appeared behind Feng Ling.

This person was wearing a black Miao suit, she was an old woman, she was the old man Feng Ling and the others had met before, Agu's grandmother.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to be a master, it's the old woman and I looked away." The old man looked at Feng Ling and laughed, the old face completely lost its previous kind appearance, the folds of the face were sometimes stretched and sometimes contracted, it looked weird and scary, and at first glance it really looked like a ghost.

"Who the hell are you?" Li Wu and Zhang Xiaowen glanced at each other and asked at the same time, how could this person appear out of thin air and look weird.

"She's as dead as you are!" Feng Ling looked at the old man expressionlessly.

"You can see it, it's interesting." The old man looked at Feng Ling with a smile, and her expression made Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu shudder.

"Zhang Xiaowen, don't you have a habit of writing a diary?" Feng Ling looked at Zhang Xiaowen.

"How do you know?" He does have to keep a diary every day, but how does he know about this matter, this habit is impossible for anyone else to know except his family and friends.

Zhang Xiaowen thought about it, and hurriedly went to the tent to find the diary, which was very precious to her, it recorded her life in the past few years, but no matter how she searched it, there was no trace of the diary.

"Is this the one you're looking for?" Feng Ling smiled slightly, and took out a diary with a brown leather cover from his body.

"How can the diary be in your hands, you robber, give it back to me!" Zhang Xiaowen shouted at Feng Ling, in her opinion, the man in front of her was simply a pervert, not only serial killing, but also not letting go of the diary.

"It's just that I picked it up by accident, and I got it, so let's return it to its original owner." Feng Ling threw the notebook to Zhang Xiaowen, of course, he accidentally picked it up, it was just Feng Ling's words, in order to know more about Zhang Xiaowen's group, he deliberately sneaked into Zhang Xiaowen's tent and took the diary.

"Open your journal and see what the latest one you wrote, dated it." Feng Ling spoke again.

Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu both felt very strange, why Feng Ling kept holding on to this diary, this was just a very ordinary diary, was there anything wrong with it.

The old man on the side looked at the two of them with a sly smile, like looking at two fools.

Zhang Xiaowen opened the diary with doubts, and the last entry in it was newly written by her in the tent: "On the evening of July 9, 2013, the rainstorm ...... We got lost in the mountains, the sky suddenly changed, and for a while the rain poured down, and the wind was loud, but fortunately we finally found a place to shelter from the rain, an abandoned old house......"

"Is there anything wrong with my diary?" Zhang Xiaowen looked puzzled, she read countless copies of her last diary, but she didn't see that we were inappropriate.

"The time in the diary is July 9, 2013!" Feng Ling squinted at Zhang Xiaowen, as if he wanted to give her some hint.

"That's right, today is July 9, 2013." Zhang Xiaowen looked at Feng Ling with disdain, and was inexplicably wonderful, in her opinion, today is July 9, 2013, and she is not so stupid that she can't even remember the date.

"Unfortunately, today is June 16, 2017!" Feng Ling said word by word, with a trace of unbearable expression.

"Haha, I think he's such a fool, it's been a long time, we've crossed over, and it's 2017, haha!" Li Wu suddenly pointed at Feng Ling and burst out laughing, this was the biggest joke he had heard this year.

"The day you died was July 9, 2013, and that day you killed Agu! So you all have to die! The old man's face suddenly turned hideous and said viciously, her voice at the moment was extremely sharp, as if it was a voice from hell.

"Crashed?" Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu glanced at each other, their faces changed, and the two seemed to remember something that made them feel uneasy.

"Did you have any accidents on your way here?" When Feng Ling heard the old man's words, he probably knew

After knowing the reason for the incident, he looked at the two of them and asked.

"We, we ......" Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu glanced at each other again, but at this time, the expressions of the two of them were empty-hearted, and then they felt hot all over their bodies, and the sweat of the bean kept coming out, rolling down their cheeks, and they looked very frightened.

"Why, don't you dare to say it? Agu, come out! The old man first gritted his teeth and looked at the two of them, and then waved his hand behind him, Agu didn't know when he had appeared here, and he was looking at Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wu with resentful eyes at this time.

"You...... You...... Ghost ......" The moment Agu appeared, the expressions of the two suddenly turned to horror, and they shouted and hurriedly retreated.

"At 10:11 a.m. on July 9, 2013, on the mountain road, it was your car that hit Agu to death, but you herd of animals left without incident, you deserve to die!" The old man roared with his teeth and claws, eager to devour Zhang Xiaowen and Li Wusheng alive.

"So you set up a plot to kill them later?" Feng Ling turned his head to look at the old man and Agu, his expression very complicated.

"Yes, they deserve to die, it's not too much to die ten thousand times!" The old man touched Agu's head, with a look of pity, tears in his eyes, and heartbreak.