I looked at what was in the fat man's hand.

This thing seems familiar.

The fat man sniffed and immediately retched.

It seems that my suspicions are correct, this is.

Where did the come from? Smashed directly on his front door?

The fat man resisted the urge to scream and looked at Li Si with wide eyes.

"Aren't you paying attention to your surroundings? What the hell is this? Where did it come from? ”

Li Si looked confused, in the middle of the night, although he said that he was paying attention to his surroundings, what was really going to happen, where could he still see it.

Just as we were about to start panicking again, the Being whispered.

"There are some mandrills in the forest, and mandrills like to play tricks on people, and this is also the time when mandrills are active."

And mandrills here?

I thought most of the creatures in the woods of this place were dead.

Looks like I've miscalculated.

Taking a deep breath, I turned my face to look at the fat man.

"Fatty, take some tissues and wipe your face!"

"Li Si, if you shoot a shot, since it is a mandrill, you will be afraid of the sound of gunshots."

The fat man pulled out a tissue and wiped his face.

"I was about to shout just now, but I thought it wouldn't alarm anything, so I didn't shout."

"It's okay to make a sound together?"

While the fat man was talking, several lightning bolts fell around him.

With this thunder, I don't know why he deliberately lowered his voice.

But the next second I realized something was wrong.

Legend has it that mandrills live in such huge mountains.

He likes to play tricks on pedestrians passing by.

And there are legends about mandrills, and there are some more terrifying.

Some mandrills will sneak into people's homes at night and steal their children.

By the time people find them, they are often left with only bones.

There are even rumors that some pedestrians encountered a group of mandrills in the mountains, and under the successive teasing and attacks, they all finally lost their lives.

Whatever the rumors, there is one thing that is universally agreed upon, and that is that this thing is absolutely cannibalistic.

But they also have their own weaknesses.

Mandrills, like the beasts, are afraid of sounds.

The New Year's cannon is not only driving away the New Year beasts, but also driving away the mandrills.

Then the problem comes, there is a constant drop of lightning around me, and even I feel a little worried when I hear this thunder, so try to stay away from the trees.

Why is the mandrill not afraid when he hears this voice?

This is clearly not in line with the characteristics of a creature like a mandrill.

I turned my face to look at the village chief.

"Village Chief, are you sure it's a mandrill?"

The village chief nodded affirmatively.

"I've lived next to this forest for decades, and I can still tell if it's a mandrill or not!"

If you can tell it, then it's strange, could it be that the mandrill here has mutated?

Just when I was wondering, the village chief suddenly pointed not far away.

"It's here, it looks like the seal hasn't been loosened, let's go over and take a look!"

Looking in the direction of the village chief's finger, the cabin was not far from us.

I looked around and saw the jars not far away, one of which I had already smashed.

It seems that this time I was in the right place.

I couldn't help but say, I hurriedly followed the village chief over, and Zhang San and Li Si walked behind.

Just as the four of us reached the door, the village chief suddenly raised his hand to stop us, signaling us not to continue walking.

I hurriedly stopped and stopped the fat man.

At that moment, there was a rustling sound in the house.

It's like a rat burrowing in it.

But the sound was much louder than the sound of a mouse burrowing.

Bang bang bang......

A series of footsteps sounded, like something running across the wooden floor.

It's a sound I'm all too familiar with.

My house is made of wood, the floor is solid wood, and almost every night I hear the sound of something running overhead.

My grandfather used to explain to me that it was a mouse.

But I'm not stupid, how can a mouse be so loud?

The sounds were more like someone running barefoot.

After taking a deep breath, I turned my face to look at the village chief.

"What's that sound?"

The village chief's brows furrowed.

"I don't know, don't go in yet."

Unexpectedly, at this time, the village chief showed some hesitation.

This is a stark contrast to his decisiveness just now.

I coughed lightly.

Then he pulled out the talisman from his bag.

As I stuffed the talisman into the crack of the door, I silently recited the mantra in my mouth.

There was a muffled thud, a flash of bright light, followed by a heart-rending scream from the room.

Suddenly, a series of rustling sounds sounded around the house.

It seems that there are many wild beasts on the run.

I hurriedly pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, a cloud of black ash on the ground came into view.

There's no doubt there's something in there.

It's not a big deal, though.

He fanned the white smoke that was still in the room.

I turned my face to look at the village chief.

"Where are the seals you are talking about? Is it here? ”

The village chief looked left and right, as if looking for something familiar.

Eventually, the village chief went to the corner and took down the drum in the corner.

This drum is the one I saw when I first suspected that the old man had a relationship with the village chief.

Because the village chief also has an identical drum at home.

After taking the drum, the village chief didn't talk nonsense, just turned around and walked towards the door.

Although I had doubts in my heart, I could only follow behind the village chief.

When I came outside, I asked my doubts.

"What's the use of your drum?"

The village chief looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

The more I looked at him, the more I wondered, what was he looking for?

Eventually, the village chief's gaze fell on the sealed don next to him.

I took a closer look and saw that the well was connected to a huge iron pipe.

Isn't this the same iron pipe we saw and sawn earlier?

The village chief took the drum and walked to the well.

It's like an old expert looking at rare antiques, back and forth, inside and out, carefully looking at the ancient well in front of him.

A few of us stood to the side, blank.

I don't know what the village chief is doing.

Is he performing some mysterious ritual?

Just when I was wondering, the village chief raised his head and looked at me.

"Mage, I wonder if you have a talisman?"

Talismans?

The old man also asked me for a talisman before.

The village chief asked me for a talisman, could it be said that it had the same effect?

I wondered and looked at the village chief.

"What's the use of asking for a talisman?"

The village chief pointed to the well next to him.

"I only know that sigils can be sealed, but I don't know what sigils can."

"You'd better come and see!"

Seal?

Is this the well that was to be sealed?

But what's in this well?