Something happened to the unicorn? No way. With the skill of a single horn, if something goes wrong, then at least there should be some movement, no matter how you should struggle twice, you can't just disappear silently.

Then there is only one possibility left, and the unicorn takes the opportunity to hide. Could it be that he found out who Su Rina is? I have the impression that Su Rina has been hiding it well, and the unicorn was called Sister Red just now.

Doesn't it mean that the one horn thinks that we have brought him to find a treasure, and wants to take the opportunity to swallow it alone, hide in the darkness, and wait for the opportunity to kill us? This is strictly zhòng, the single horn is a person, the target is much smaller, and we are a large group of people, it is easy to attack any one. What's more, our skills are far from his opponents, even if Su Rina can have two hits, it is just the skill of sanda fighting, and beating a strong man almost makes people strangle to death, not to mention that in this special environment, we are lambs to be slaughtered alive.

Everyone stood around the torches, and no one dared to speak, no matter what the case was, it was dangerous anyway, and everyone could see that they felt it.

If the unicorn does not have an accident, there is a conspiracy, and if the unicorn has an accident silently, then we are facing a stricter problem. If you want to see people in life and corpses in death, you have to have some clues, right? Why did it disappear all at once?

The fat brother muttered in a low voice: "Hey? Where is he? ”

Yan Qiu said, "Isn't it a ghost? ”

Su Rina hurriedly stopped Yan Qiu from continuing, and whispered tremblingly: "Don't talk nonsense, that thing can't be recited, you really called it out." ”

What is this? Why are the people who put science first before stricter than me and the fat brother? Defined so quickly, and haunted? I thought they were afraid of the unicorn just like me, but they were afraid of ghosts.

It was time to show manhood, mainly to embolden myself, so I pretended not to think much of it and said in a normal volume, "What are you babbling about?" Where did the unicorn go? ”

Jiang Li said to me with a very mysterious expression: "The unicorn is gone?" ”

I continued to pretend to be confused and asked stupidly, "Gone?" Wasn't it alive just now? Why is it gone so quickly? Are you kidding? ”

Jiang Li shook his head and continued to whisper: "It's not that it's gone, it's gone." ”

I stepped forward and looked at the torches as if nothing had happened, and there was a stack of wooden boxes, not very neatly arranged, the wooden boxes seemed to be transporting goods, green, with some foreign characters written on them in white paint, not in English or Mongolian, anyway, I didn't know them.

It looks like these boxes are old, and the green and white paint on them have fallen off a lot, and they look very strange under the reflection of the firelight. The torch was planted between the two wooden boxes, and there seemed to be a breeze here, and the flames were blown by the wind, and the shadows of the people were particularly strange.

The unicorn has indeed disappeared, and there is no trace of it, so I am thinking in my heart, should I tell everyone about my analysis? In case the unicorn really has bad intentions, then we must take precautions immediately, and don't inadvertently fall for it. It's all because they don't listen to me, I say I can't come in, I don't have to come in, curiosity kills the cat.

I was just about to start complaining when suddenly someone behind me slapped me on the shoulder with a similar greeting force.

The buzz in my mind was a mess, and when Ben came to his mouth, he swallowed it raw, and his body subconsciously stood up straight.

I looked around and recounted the number of people, except for the vanished one-horn. The one who slapped me behind my back, is it a human or a ghost? Could it be that in a silent situation, the unicorn was lost? So will I be next? Shoot me this time to the bottom to tell me that I will be next? Or do you want to tell me that the next one is me? It's me anyway.

Now, any of my words and actions are undoubtedly a matter of inadequacy. It's like a wild beast preying on its prey, and although I've never seen a ghost eat a man, at least I've seen a cat catch a mouse, or a snake catching a frog. The prey lies there and does not move, the predator does not move, and the prey makes a move, and the predator will attack with lightning speed, and the blow will be fatal, and there will be absolutely no respite.

I'm the prey now, and the one who slapped me behind me was clearly the predator, and the slap on me was just to make me move, and as soon as I moved, the time of death came. So I endured my trembling legs, stood there motionless, and tried my best to tell everyone with my eyes that there was danger behind me, but it was so dark here, who could see my eyes?

What they are most concerned about now is the whereabouts of the one-horn, and they are all staring at the torch and making up stories to scare themselves.

It's the first time I've felt this way, just for a second, my whole back is soaked with sweat, and the terrifying face of that thing behind me has been formed in my brain countless times, no matter how I think about it, it's the face of a zombie in the movie.

Seeing that I couldn't hold my urine anymore, my other shoulder was immediately patted, and at the same time, I realized that the hand that patted me before had been on my shoulder and had not taken it away.

Before, the fat brother dreamed that the Qing Dynasty people climbed the mountain, could it be that the Qing Dynasty people who died here turned into zombies? The images of zombies jumping on their legs in the old port film immediately appeared in my mind. Behind me now, there was no doubt a zombie standing on my shoulders with its two outstretched arms.

If people are afraid, there will be a cool breeze behind them, I guess they are too scared, and there is a slight heat behind them. If I feel it carefully, what kind of heat is it, it is obviously from the mouth of a thing, exhaling the breath, and the tide is hot and exhaling on my neck.

With the ghost on my shoulder, I was able to hold back my fear and keep my posture still. But this kind of hot flashes blow on the back of my neck, and the itch is unbearable and I dare not reach out to touch it, and I don't even dare to move my neck, let alone call for help from the people next to me, which is simply a great test of my concentration and a deep torture for my spirit.

I can't bear it anymore, I can't bear it anymore, it's my life hanging by a thread, and I won't let myself suffer this crime before I die, I said to myself in my heart: "It's a fight of death or life, it's a big deal to be a handsome guy after 18 years." "You can't die unclear, I want to see what kind of head this life-reaper has in the end.

I shook my body and quickly turned my head around, thinking that if the unicorn was here to make a demon for me, I would at least turn my head to scare him first, and get out before he reacted.

But when I turned my head, I was stupid. I couldn't see what it was at all, I could only see that it was a hairy thing on its face, a huge bloody mouth, full of sticky saliva, and some blackened fangs at the roots, which was far more terrifying than a ghost mastiff.

Before I could react, the big mouth was already reaching for my neck, and in the next second my neck would be bitten off raw.

I closed my eyes and waited for death, not even giving a chance to leave a last word. Before closing my eyes, I saw that the others were also startled by my sudden turn, and they all took a step back, and at the same time I seemed to see a dark shadow flash in the darkness.

I thought to myself, it's over, don't run any of them, we're in the monster hole, people are coming in groups, I don't know who the next one is, I'll go first.

After closing my eyes, I first heard a snort, similar to the sound of a dog's tail being stepped on, and then I heard the other people talking, as if they were all frightened, and then I felt a relief on my shoulder, as if the two strange hands on my shoulders had been taken down.

After waiting for a long time, I didn't feel the sharp pain of being bitten off my neck as I imagined.

After standing for another two seconds, I tentatively opened my eyes and touched my head with my hand first, but my head was still there, so I just didn't die? I tried to regain consciousness and see what was going on.

At this time, the torch has been raised high by the fat brother, and on the ground in front of me, there is a man in black, under this person, he is riding a hairy thing, and there is a lot of blood next to it, I don't know if it is a human or a monster.

When the man raised his head, I saw that it was none other than the One Horn, who covered one eye with the scarf around his neck tied to his head, revealing only one, which looked particularly strange in the dim light of the fire.

And under him, it was actually a gray-black wolf, this wolf's figure was almost the same as the fat brother, several laps larger than the wolf in my impression, the wolf's neck was cut a big hole, and it was spurting blood, and its four legs were still kicking randomly.

The one-horned man rode on the wolf's body, and when the wolf was completely still, he stood up, wiped the blood on the obsidian on the sole of his shoe, and asked me with concern, "Are you okay?" ”

At this time, like everyone else, I stayed where I was and couldn't say anything. By the time I realized that the danger had dissipated, I collapsed to the ground as soon as my legs went limp.