Chapter 1 The Man in the Raincoat
The moonlight was blocked by thick clouds, and the rain covered the land, and the terrible sea breeze whistled wildly through the trees, and the rain beat on the leaves and fell to the ground, making a sound like the whispers of countless ghosts. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info a middle-aged man running desperately in the woods in the heavy rain.
Dozens of footsteps hidden behind the trees converged into a life-threatening piece of music, calling for the middle-aged man's desire to climb into his heart to survive. With such a strong desire, but with a little guilt, it curls and squirms in the middle-aged man's heart, gradually devouring the brotherhood in his heart.
A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark woods. A figure in a raincoat and a machete on his back flashed in the light of lightning.
The middle-aged man ran all the way, and finally found a broken temple in the woods, and after entering the broken temple, the middle-aged man slammed the wooden door of the broken temple shut, and sat behind the door panting. After being closed, it was black, and I couldn't see my fingers.
The middle-aged man in the dark ruined temple gasped violently, and the footsteps like life-urging music in the rain were getting closer and closer. The middle-aged man could only self-hypnotize and comfort himself: "No, they won't find out I'm here."
"Uh-uh-uh......!!"
The middle-aged man curled behind the door, closed his eyes and whispered to himself: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just the wind, that's just the wind."
Suddenly, a few fingers covered with blood clicked on the door frame of the ruined temple, which was already leaking everywhere. The middle-aged man turned his head, and it happened to be in the same frame as a leaky doorframe, and when he looked inside, the blood-red eyes were like ghost eyes, and his eyes were exactly the same.
"Wow, a
The middle-aged man was frightened by the sudden ghost eyes and roared! The body kept trembling without obeying the call, and the crotch of his pants was so hot that he was scared to pee.
With a click, two bloody big hands broke through the door, grabbed the middle-aged man's head and pressed him to the ground, a man dressed as an ordinary fisherman along the coast, pressed on his body, and his blood-red eyes kept staring at the middle-aged man's neck. The man dressed as a fisherman, his bloody hands pressed on the middle-aged man's head and neck, and when the middle-aged man saw the two sharp teeth in the fisherman's mouth, the next second those two teeth had already bitten into his neck.
Almost at the same time, a broad-backed machete struck the fisherman's head, and with a thud, a cloud of bright red blood spilled into the night sky and sprayed onto the already crumbling walls. The musty smell of the air was instantly covered with the disgusting smell of blood.
The middle-aged man on the ground pushed away the corpse that was pressed on his body, with only half of his head left, lying on the ground and vomiting.
"Are you alright?" The man in the raincoat asked, shaking the blood on the knife. "It's no problem anymore, just break these guys' heads and they'll never move again, let's go, I'll take you to a safer place."
The middle-aged man struggled to his feet and wiped his neck with his hand, which had two holes in his neck, which were wounded by the fisherman's teeth.
The middle-aged man sat down against the wall, unbuttoned his clothes, he was already covered in sweat and panted and said, "Hot, my body is so hot." It was that woman who tricked me and my brother into coming to this damn island. ”
The man in the raincoat stopped talking since he saw the bite mark on his neck, and just looked at the middle-aged man silently.
The middle-aged man continued: "The fishermen ate my brother and were right in front of me, but I, like a coward, ran for my life amid my brother's cries for help and screams. It looks like I'm going to die here too, my body is gradually starting to paralyze and slowly lose consciousness... Also, I seem to smell your blood, why is it so fragrant, I can even hear the sound of your blood flowing, how can this be? ”
"Just now you were covered in the blood of that monster, and its blood entered your body from the bite marks on your neck, and I think you were infected by them. I'm sorry, but I have to tell you, in a few minutes you'll be just like the monster that bit you. The man in the raincoat pulled out the machete behind his back and said to the middle-aged man leaning against the wall.
"What are you doing here?" The middle-aged man asked weakly.
"Only by smashing your head can you make sure you don't become like the fisherman just now." The man in the raincoat said.
"Are you saying I'm going to turn into one of those man-eating monsters that ate my brother?" The middle-aged man asked.
"To be precise, they don't eat human flesh, they suck blood to survive." The man in the raincoat said. "I'm sorry, I had to break your head."
"So, then I'm not a vampire? Hahahaha! This is God's punishment for me. Because I left my brother and ran away alone, I ended up with this fate. The middle-aged man covered his face with his hands, and a drop of water kept slipping down his face, I don't know if it was tears or sweat, or a mixture of tears and sweat.
The man in the raincoat hid his face in the big hood of the raincoat, and he couldn't see his expression, and he compared the machete to the middle-aged man's head, and he had to kill him with one sword, so as not to cause too much pain to the middle-aged man.
"You left your brother behind, this is also involuntary, maybe I will also encounter a situation where I want to leave my brother behind that day." The man in the raincoat said this sentence to distract the middle-aged man. But because of such a sentence, it really happened to him and his brother in the days to come.
"I don't want to die, don't! Please! Don't kill me, I don't want to die yet......! ”
With a terrible scream, the machete in the raincoat man's hand slashed into the middle-aged man's head, and he watched the corpse with bursting brains on the ground sit on the ground, and a lightning bolt slashed, and under the light of lightning, the mud bodhisattva who should have been kind and kind turned into a ghost watching everything that happened in front of it.
The man in the raincoat looked at his bloody hand and said, "It's a step too late, this is already the tenth......"
The rain was still washing over the temple and the woods, and God seemed to want to use the rain to wash away the smell of blood in the woods to welcome a sunny day.
The man in the raincoat sat and thought, "Brother, he also has a younger brother to himself, what is he doing now?" It's been almost two years since I've been on this nameless island, and my brother is probably a college student too. ”
The man in the raincoat stood up and looked out of the already tattered window in the corridor and said, "This rain is really terrifying, thunder and lightning. Mom and Dad, is it raining like this in your place? ”
There was a thunderous roar, followed by a flash of lightning from the sky, and under the light of the lightning, there was a man with white hair, cracked lips, two sharp teeth exposed, and a pair of blood-red eyes staring at the man in a raincoat standing in front of the window.
By the time the lightning pierced the night sky once more, bringing a brief moment of light to the dark ruined temple, the white-haired figure behind the mud bodhisattva had disappeared as if it had never been seen before.
The rain gradually stopped, and the man with glasses took the wide-backed machete from his back and put it under the eaves of the ruined temple, letting the rain wash away the blood stains on the knife.
At the same time, there was a noisy sound of footsteps in the woods, and several crows in the forest were startled, and the crows flew out of the forest with their wings fluttering in the sound of babbling.
The man in the raincoat quickly received the knife, quickly climbed up to a big tree next to the broken temple, and hid his body behind the branches to look at the broken temple.
In a short time, about seven or eight fishermen dressed as men with hats came, and two of them dragged the body of the man who had just been killed by the man in the raincoat out of the ruined temple. A man crouched down and groped around the corpse.
"What do these guys want to do?" The man in the raincoat in the tree questioned. Looking closer, the fishermen, dressed as fishermen, took their wallets out of the pockets of the corpses and took the ID cards from the wallets.
After the fishermen with hats left, the man in the raincoat came down from the tree, walked to the corpse, picked up the wallet they had thrown aside, and saw that the money and other bank cards were there, only the ID card was gone. What is the purpose of them taking away their identity cards?
The man in the raincoat, put his wallet away, and went into the woods again, using the dense weeds and woods to hide his tracks. Suddenly, from the outskirts of the woods came a shout: "Hurry up and follow." It was accompanied by bursts of women's sobs and a man's comforting voice.
The man in the raincoat followed the sound to the edge of the woods, and hid behind a large tree to see six or seven fishermen with torches in their hands escorting two young men and women in their early twenties from the edge of the woods. The man in the raincoat looked at the two young men and women, he had already made a decision in his heart, there were 2 people, and a weak woman, if he went out to save them now, maybe even his own life would be taken, the man in the raincoat could only say in his heart: "I'm sorry!" "Turn and walk into the woods.
Before he could take a few steps, he suddenly heard a scream behind him.
"Yikes! Ahhhh "Help! Who's going to save me!! ”
The man in the raincoat stopped, one hand tightly grasping the handle of the machete, the other hand grasping the trunk of the tree, his body trembling slightly, and the shouts of the two people kept reaching his ears.
But in order to survive on this terrifying island, he must have a heart as hard as steel, and he has survived on this trail for nearly two years.
The terrible screams continued to torture the raincoat man's conscience, and each cry seemed to hit his heart like a hammer against what should have been as hard as steel. The terrible screams continued to destroy his defenses, and the man in the raincoat suddenly pulled out his machete and turned to walk in the direction of the scream, when suddenly the screaming stopped.
"Is it over?" The man in the raincoat suddenly sat down on the ground like a deflated balloon. "Why? Such an isolated island is constantly approached by people?