The silver protective film on Liu Weizun's body only lasted for about ten minutes, and then it disappeared, and the originally shiny shield also lost its luster and turned into a black piece of iron. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a terrible wolf howl in the distance again, and he knew that those things were going to catch up again, but now he had a wound on his foot, and even if he was not injured, he couldn't run, what should he do...

Sitting on the ground and looking left and right, I want to find a hidden place to hide a little, but I'm afraid it's useless, whether it's smell, hearing or sight, the werewolf's senses are too sensitive in all aspects, and now without the protection of the silver shield, Xi has also shown that he can't help, so what else can he do to protect himself?

No! Wrong! Self-preservation is not the goal of the mission, and the invitation explicitly asks to kill them! This is also ridiculous, how can it be possible to hunt them just because it is already difficult to escape? And it's not just a wolf.

Liu Weizun tried to restrain the anxiety in his heart and thought about countermeasures. Werewolf... Are there any weaknesses? According to the legend, the most famous natural enemies of werewolves are vampires, but even they have to retreat on the day of the full moon when werewolves transform, right?

Just as he was concentrating on his thoughts, a familiar stench wafted from afar, and he quickly covered his mouth and nose.

No way? Is it so unlucky! It's that ... Blood zombies? really responded to that sentence, blessings are incomparable, and disasters are not singular! What are you afraid of?

Standing up against the pillar next to him, Liu Weizun still wanted to find a place to avoid it first, at least to avoid this disgusting thing first, but at this moment, a series of wooden planks clashing sounded on the roof, accompanied by the familiar wolf howl...

Here it comes? So fast! Liu Weizun didn't dare to continue grinding, and jumped into the house with one foot.

With a bang, the werewolf jumped down, its appearance was a little embarrassed, and its fur had several scorched marks, it seemed that this was the one blocked by Xi.

Because Liu Weizun had already entered the house at this moment, it didn't see a human figure, and shrugged its nose and began to smell everywhere.

But after only sniffing it twice, its expression immediately became a little uncomfortable, and it snorted and shook its head fiercely with its pointed nose.

Liu Weizun hid inside, and vaguely heard it seem to have sneezed a few times... yes, even I can't stand this smell, how can its nose be so smart that it doesn't react... I hope I can escape with this smell.

The werewolf howled in disgust, but it had no intention of leaving, for a moving creature appeared in its field of vision not far away.

It was a man, a bloody man wrapped in black and red blood, with no clothes or skin on his body, even his face was rotten, and not even a single fly or mosquito was roaming around, so you can imagine how stinky it was.

The movement is very slow, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with a single step, and the two wet arms hang to one side, seemingly without any emotional characteristics other than aimless walking.

The werewolf watched the monster slowly approach, not afraid of it, but afraid of the smell emanating from the other party, and did not take the initiative to attack, but just observed in place.

Come on... Let's go! Can you still bear such a stink? Liu Weizun prayed anxiously in his heart. Mustering up the courage to walk to the door, he sneaked a peek outside.

By this time, the plague had already walked in front of the werewolf, and the latter gradually took several steps back. That's right! If you can't stand it, leave quickly... His eyes unconsciously focused on the plague demon, looking at its terrifying body and slow movements, Liu Weizun's head suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and then he fell to the ground, his eyes rolled and the muscles of his whole body began to spasm.

Scenes came to mind, and this time I saw the old scene of the village, and the villagers were talking and laughing on the streets, looking cheerful.

But unlike last time, this time things are clearer, and there are more specific events.

The village is home to many hunters who hunt for a living, and when they gather in the bar, they always talk about some strange things, I don't know when it started or where it came from, this village has been passed down from ancient times to the present day, the legend of werewolves, hearsay, personal experience, in short, for the hunters, this matter, is not a fantasy, but a real creature.

Every household knows a custom to keep their doors closed during the full moon, because this day is the time of werewolf haunting, and it is absolutely not easy to go out, and the ancestors have been used to having some silverware at home for generations, just in case.

But legends are legends after all, at least until the first "Blood Moon", people haven't actually seen werewolves, let alone know them very well, and this creature is not a complete beast, they are exactly like ordinary people most of the time, even if they are mixed in the village, they will not be easily recognized.

There was a teenager named Charlie who was withdrawn from a young age, did not like to talk to people, and behaved in a peculiar way, and at first everyone, including his parents, just thought that this child was a little weird. Until one day, he went to the village alone, and when he came back, he contracted a strange disease, his hair began to fall out, and his skin became a little black and purple day by day, because it was a poor country, and the few doctors were helpless, and then I don't know who started it, saying that Charlie was bitten by a werewolf outside the village, and he would soon mutate into a werewolf! Charlie, who had a clumsy mouth, didn't know how to explain and tell, but because of the disease, his appearance did gradually become a little terrifying, and huge pus began to grow on his body, and the room where he slept was filled with a disgusting stench. But his mother never believed that her child would become some inhuman beast, and always waited by his side, no matter how contagious the disease was, she didn't care at all.

When the indignant villagers came to the door of the house in a menacing manner, she quietly helped Charlie to avoid everyone's eyes and came to the grove outside the village, at this time Charlie was already terminally ill, only one breath left, he persuaded his mother, just hand over his body to everyone, anyway, he was dying, whether he was as terrible as they said, at least he could calm the panic of the whole village.

Charlie's mother strongly disagreed, and in their culture it was believed that if the body was burned, then the soul would also be burned out and could not be reborn, so when Charlie took his last breath, the mother secretly buried her son's body in the woods with tears in her eyes...