Chapter Seventy-Three: The Dead Wood Ghost Hand

I was horrified to find that Zha Ling'er was gone, and at first thought that she was going to be convenient, and after waiting for a while to see her come back, I searched around the surrounding woods, and found no trace of her, so I felt that something was not quite right, and hurriedly returned to the camp from the new, and woke up all the people, saying that Zha Ling'er was gone.

The people of the black group behind the black cat have been eradicated, and it is impossible to kidnap again.

I said a little anxiously that I had been waiting here for a long time and looking for a long time, and if she had gone to the convenience, it would have been impossible for her to come back for half a day. The surrounding lights are blind, and she won't go far as a girl, not to mention that her foot is broken, and her movement is very inconvenient, so she can't go too far. I had circled around the neighborhood several times, and I had not found her, and even though she had run farther, it was impossible not to reply when she heard my cries.

After hearing me say this, everyone felt that something was wrong, and they took out their flashlights, put on their backpacks, and began to search in the woods in four ways, agreeing that after half an hour, whether they found it or not, they would come back here to meet.

The black figure of the smoke man suddenly disappeared in the woods, and the monkey and I walked towards the woods to the west, and the fat man and the seventh master walked in two directions respectively.

The monkey held the flashlight, and said in a worried voice: "Senior brother, Ling'er will be fine, right?" ”

I shook my head and said I didn't know, but I still comforted him and said that Ling'er would be fine. However, this time, Zha Ling'er really disappeared, no matter how desperately we searched and shouted. In the black woods, I just couldn't find Zha Ling'er.

In the blink of an eye. Half an hour passed, me and the monkey. According to the agreement, he walked very unwillingly in the direction of the previous camp. When I returned to the camp, I saw that all the others had returned, and they were disappointed to see that I was the only one with the monkey.

Zaring'er was not found, and the moonless sky was unusually dark, and our mood was almost as dark as this night. Everyone discussed it for a while, and felt that Zha Ling'er must have had an accident, but they couldn't figure it out. How did she get out of sight?

I was very serious about keeping vigil in the first half of the night, and I would habitually patrol the surroundings, and before the fat man got up to replace my vigil, I also saw Zha Ling'er curled up in the hammock. Then the fat man and I were behind the big tree next to me for a while, and when I came back, I suddenly found that she was gone, Zha Ling'er had inconvenient legs and feet, and it took a lot of time to get up conveniently, but in such a short time, how did she leave us? And the fat man and I were conveniently behind a big tree next to the camp. If Zha Ling'er gets up, her inconvenient legs and feet will definitely make a loud noise, and it is impossible for the two of us not to find out. However, she was silent. It was like a gust of wind blowing, and it disappeared quietly.

Zha Ling'er's disappearance is very bizarre and full of mystery, if you don't understand how she disappeared. It would be difficult to find her. So everyone packed up all their equipment, put them on their backs, and lit torches. Begin to take a closer look inside the camp.

Soon, the crowd searched in a carpet way. On the ground in one place, a trace was found, which seemed to be left by a heavy object dragging on the ground. The traces of the towing are not obvious, and there are no traces of the dragged body struggling, so it is difficult to determine whether it is related to the disappearance of Zha Ling'er? Moreover, the trail of drag appeared five meters away from the hammock where Zha Ling'er was sleeping, and it was impossible for her to jump such a distance with a single bullet. If someone had moved her here, how could the traces before she come here disappear. The ground doesn't look like someone has cleaned the traces, could it be that Zha Ling'er didn't leave a trace before she was brought here, for some special reason. The reason for this magic is really jaw-dropping and unimaginable.

Ning Cuo should not let it go, no matter whether the traces on the ground are related to Zha Ling'er or not, as long as there is a trace of suspicious clues, we will seriously pursue it.

The snow melts on the ground and makes the soil very soft, but the decaying foliage that has accumulated on the ground over thousands of years makes the forest ground like a swamp. The trails looming above the dirt were not messy, and everyone looked down and carefully followed the trails, listening intently to the movements around the guard.

There was no sound of birds and insects chirping in the dark night, and in the silence of the woods, there was only the sound of our panicked and rapid breathing, and the sound of footsteps on the dead branches and leaves. The darkness tonight was unusual, as if something was destined to happen, and it was disgusting to the extreme.

In the dead silence of the dark forest, everyone slowly lowered their heads to look for the faint traces on the ground, and the light of the flashlight finally focused on a big tree. To be exact, it is an old dead wood, full of galls, gray and black scales, and from a distance, it looks like a dying old woman, a tree spirit and wood monster, hideous and terrifying, daunting, but hesitating.

I don't know if it was because of the dim and shaking halo of the flashlight, or for other reasons, I faintly saw that on the dead wood's body, there were countless things like ghost hands, thin and long, gray-white and blurred, like a poisonous snake transparent snake molting, from behind the tree with teeth and claws rushing out. From a distance, it looks like a mythical hydra, or a gorgon, or other monsters, but these vague ghost hands do not stick out from the dry and leafless branches, but sway out from behind the trunk of the tree, like spider legs, which makes people feel chills and hair stand up.

The trail on the ground stretched to the hideous dead tree, and it was necessary to go and inspect it. Everyone walked to the front of the dead tree not far and stopped and prepared to start observing, but the faintly swaying gray-white almost transparent ghost hands behind the tree, like a fierce python, suddenly all attacked everyone from behind the tree, and everyone immediately scattered for their lives. The gray-white slightly transparent ghost hand stretched out infinitely from behind the tree, closely following behind everyone.

The monkey fled with me in one direction, staggering and almost falling, I intervened in time to help him, but both of our ankles were entangled by gray ghost hands, and the ankles immediately felt cold and piercing, cold and abnormal, as if frozen, and this cold continued to spread up along the ankles, and the root of the thighs soon felt a terrifying cold. (To be continued......)

PS: The number of monthly passes last month really made Mumi unbearable to look at it directly, and his heart ached, which was really pitiful.

This month, I hope you will subscribe more, the monthly pass is smashed, Mumi's head is very hard and not afraid of smashing, although you heroes let go of their hands and feet and smash it on my head!