The courtyard was located in a barren place, with traces of fire, and was covered with charred ash and dilapidation, without the slightest popularity. Presumably, after the house was burned, these families moved elsewhere.

The pink-clad man held his round face, unaware of being followed, and pushed open the blackened wooden door and walked into a larger house.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to find that the posture of the two is strange. The pink clothes don't look like a woman, there is no charm and pretentiousness that Xuanyi has seen before, step by step, they all have their own strength, and they are as rough as a big man. And the body is wide, as if the skin is being pulled apart, embedded in the body of the larger one.

And the round face is even more weird, with his head down and his body bumping, saying that he is being supported by the pink, but in fact, the steps are fluttering, not touching the ground, more like being dragged by the pink.

The important thing is the smell.

The smell of blood, mixed with a fresh fragrance, was a fragrance that was a little heavier than the incense of Garan Temple. Xuanyi didn't want to admit it, but he had already been unforgettable.

The wooden door was heavy, and the hinge had not been used for a long time, so after the pink coat and the round face walked in, the door closed little by little, very slowly.

Xuanyi looked in through the wide door and saw Pink with a round face, walking through the courtyard and directly into the inner room. Seeing this, he took off his robe, turned sideways and squeezed into the crack in the door, wanting to find out.

The trees in the yard were burned and blackened. His steps were already gentle, and under the pressure of the situation, he did not make a sound between his movements.

The door to the hut in front of it was crooked and could not be closed. There are many holes in the paper windows, and several of them are even more hollow and unobstructed.

In this case, you have to be careful with every move, otherwise, the monsters in the house will definitely be discovered.

He kept an eye out for movement in the hut, but accidentally kicked a piece of dead wood.

Xuanyi looked down and carefully identified it, only to find that it was not a dead wood, but a shriveled and withered corpse like Mr. Bookkeeper.

Looking around again, the charred black matter exposed to the air in this courtyard turned out to be dried corpses.

Presumably, this is also the reason why the monster took the risk to bring Shen Qingjun back, and it needs to stock up on "rations". And there are also many corpses hanging from the big trees in the courtyard.

Several of the corpses had been stripped of their skin, and their flesh was covered with worms, which was terrifying.

The smell of corpses invaded the sky, and flies flew around. It's hell on earth. Coming to this house, it is like going to the eighteenth floor of the netherworld.

Xuan held his breath, the sour and foul smell seemed to make him faint if he took one more breath.

He walked to the window of the hut, squatted down, looked in, and saw Fan Yi holding Shen Qingjun and placing her on the only piece of furniture in the room, the wooden table.

Then, as if in a nightmare, he watched as Pink tore open his skin, and out of the skin came a misshapen creature.

Its hands and feet are extremely long, its face is sunken, its eyes are all black, there are no whites of its eyes, and its teeth are uneven, but there are two fangs that stand out the most, presumably, it uses these two teeth to penetrate other people's throats and suck blood.

Definitely not people. Xuanyi is sure.

It can't be described as ugly anymore, it's like an abominable demon rakshasa painted in an ancient book, so abnormal that it is not something ordinary people can imagine.

It seemed uncomfortable to walk for a long time, and after taking off its camouflage skin, it writhed its extremely long strange hands and jumped around the room like a beast.

After writhing for a while, he approached Shen Qingjun on the wooden platform, Xuan was shocked, he couldn't watch the changes on the sidelines, and when he was about to save him desperately, he found that the monster didn't seem to have the idea of hurting Shen Qingjun, but also tore open the skin wrapped around Shen Qingjun's body.

Shen Qingjun's face revealed.

She closed her eyes and lay on her back. The body is covered with other people's flesh and blood and mucus, like a chrysalis that has been peeled off and cocooned early before it is time to turn into a butterfly. It's weirdly beautiful.

Xuan Yi clenched the last red Buddha bead in his hand, and he was restraining himself.

He regretted it.

He was distressed.

He's been making a fool of himself all the time.

At this time, without the shackles of the red Buddha beads, he finally figured it out.

On the wooden platform, in addition to Shen Qingjun, there was another person - a woman who looked like she had just died, her skin was still elastic, and her blood had not been sucked and dried up.

The monster twisted its limbs for a long time, as if to celebrate the day's full return. It jumped onto the wooden shelf, picked up the woman next to Shen Qingjun, and put her on the ground.

It touched the woman's skin with its deformed strange hand, and seemed to be satisfied, so it let out a strange scream.

The ten fingernails of the monster are extremely sharp, and in the cold moonlight, they look like sharp knives. With a slight stroke, it cut through the woman's skin.

It seems that some of the people it kills are used by it as food to suck the blood, and some are stripped of flesh by it and do not know what to do with it.

Xu is room was unlit and dim, it screamed in annoyance, and then looked at the window that Xuan Yi had explored, and Xuan Yi immediately lowered his body and held his breath.

Fortunately, the monster just wanted to see the pouring moonlight, and didn't notice Xuanyi's figure.

It scratched its head, picked up the woman, and walked out of the crooked door to the courtyard, wanting to finish its skinning work in the moonlight.

Xuan Yi squatted in the grass, and when he saw that it had his back to here, he cautiously walked towards the house. While paying attention to the monster behind him, he walked into the hut without making a sound, walking with his steps and hunched over.

The smell of blood in the house has decreased a lot, and the sour smell has also faded. The monster doesn't seem to kill people in the house, but at this point, it's weird like a human, and it's a little exquisite.

As soon as Xuan Yi entered the house, he didn't run to Shen Qingjun's side for the first time, he first observed, trying to find another way out.

But there was no opening in the whole room except for a few windows and a door to enter and exit. If you escape from these places, you will inevitably alarm the monsters guarding outside the house.

Genichi chuckled, he felt like a trapped beast that had taken the initiative to die, spontaneously entering the cage.

If someone can understand the signal left by him in time, even if it is a monster, it can't withstand the beating of humans, and when the time comes, Shen Qingjun and him will be safe!

However, it will take time.

Xuan Yi looked around the room and found a few well-made Kong Ming lanterns, he looked at the outer cover of the lantern, it was extremely smooth, and if he looked closely, he could see that the pores that could breathe were closing one by one. In addition, there are occasional slight movements of a few hairs.

Xuan Yi knew it, but he couldn't help but wonder, that monster killed women and skinned them in order to make Kong Ming lanterns?

Outside the window, its deformed body arched and sat cross-legged, moving its hands back and forth, as if it was too busy to stop.

There was movement on the wooden table.

Xuanyi immediately turned around.

Shen Qingjun rubbed his eyes, looked at him, and called out, "Xuanyi?"

It's too late to stop.

The voice is out.

Shen Qingjun didn't seem to understand what was going on, and his face was full of doubts. She stood up and looked at the blood all over her body in amazement.

Xuan Yi didn't have time to explain, he turned his head to look out the window, trying to figure out if the monster was alarmed, but saw a pair of black eyes without whites, across the window, looking at him.