Chapter Ninety-Three: The Ghost Head

The knocking on the door gradually stopped.

But Li Ang still didn't have the idea of getting up to investigate, Li Ang, who has watched many horror movies, is familiar with the various methods of death of the protagonist of horror movies.

One of the most important things is that curiosity kills cats!

Sure enough, after only a moment's pause, the knock on the door sounded again.

And this time, the knock on the door became more and more urgent, as if the person outside the door had completely lost his patience.

Bang bang –

Bang bang –

Until the knocking turned into a hysterical smashing of the door, one can't help but wonder if this dilapidated wooden door will be smashed in the next moment.

Obviously, the villagers seemed to be unaware of such a big movement, except for the knock on the door, there was still silence in all directions.

The eerie sense of panic in this eeriely quiet atmosphere gives the illusion that the whole town is alone.

Leon sat on the bed and slowly drew the Sword of Victory, the bright blade reflecting his eyes that shimmered green.

In it, without the slightest fear, he was ready to fight the monster that was about to break through the door.

The next moment, however, he saw the door pushed open.

Not to break, but to push.

It was as if someone had opened the crossbar on the door from the house.

A pale face peeked through the cracks, her neck extremely long, like a snake, connected to her body out of nowhere.

Her eyes and mouth were stitched together with black silk threads, and her nose was smooth, as if there was no such organ at all.

She stared at Leon with her stitched eyes, but she could neither see nor smell, and never attacked Leon.

A moment later, a low sigh rang out.

As if disappointed, the woman's head gradually retracted, and the sound of heavy footsteps faded away.

But at this moment, Leon's eyes suddenly widened, and he found that he actually had an irrepressible desire to cough.

This desire came extremely fiercely, and Leon covered his mouth and nose almost instantly, and the black flames of revenge burned fiercely, covering his body, making him stubbornly suppress the desire to cough.

But at that moment, he faintly heard an indiscernible cough, followed by footsteps.

The heavy movement was as if a Titan giant was running wildly in the town, and the earth shook!

Immediately after, a terrible scream burst through the sky.

Crunch squeak –

The scalp-numbing chewing sound and the sound of a tomato being pinched and popped sounded.

Leon could clearly smell the strong smell of blood coming from outside the door.

His face became extremely ugly, and just now, at the moment when he was about to cough out, a heavy death crisis surged in his heart.

He had a hunch that if he had just made a noise, even he would probably die!

What kind of monster is that woman?

Wraiths?

Demon?

Or something else?

A cold sweat broke out on Leon's back, he hadn't encountered this kind of monster for a long time, and he couldn't raise the slightest desire to resist.

High sequence?

Leon frowned, and at that moment, heavy footsteps approached again.

Through the crack in the door that had been opened, Leon saw a terrifying monster with great impact.

It is composed of countless twisted and intertwined human bodies, with slender necks and heads on top of them, poking their faces into each room.

Just by looking at it, Li Ang felt a malice that made his scalp tingle.

The sense of fear that seemed to occupy all his mind in an instant suddenly came over him, and he subconsciously wanted to exclaim.

But the tenacity of his mind at this time was already much better than before, and he actually stopped this instinct to exclaim again.

Rao was like this, his clothes were still completely soaked with cold sweat.

The monster vanished, and the town began to hear small movements, and faint cries.

But Leon still did not make any sound, he stared at the door, and sat like this all night.

The next morning, the sun shone brightly in the room, as if last night had been a dream.

There was another knock on the door.

Leon opened the door with a solemn expression, ready for battle at any time, even during the day, there was no guarantee that the monster would leave.

only to find out that it was the old man who could Latin.

The old man sighed: "Master Leon, you must have seen or heard something, take advantage of the dawn now, leave quickly." ”

Leon said in a deep voice, "What the hell was that monster last night?"

The old man sighed: "How do we know. Since half a month ago, it has appeared in the town, attacking the people who make the noise every night, and one in five people in the town have died as a result. ”

Li Ang frowned and said, "Then why didn't you make it clear last night." ”

The old man was silent for a moment, drew a cross on his chest, and said in a low voice, "That monster only kills one person every night. ”

"So you want me to be a substitute?"

Leon's voice became sharper.

The old man raised his head and looked at Li Ang calmly: "I have already reminded you that as long as you go to bed early last night, there will be no problems. ”

"At first, the children also discouraged you from staying overnight, but you had to insist. ”

The corners of Li Ang's mouth hooked up a sneer: "What you said is really high-sounding, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Although the old man had reminded him, he must still have the idea of using him as a substitute for the dead.

After all, how could ordinary people who had never experienced this before, like their group of experienced aborigines, be able to resist the first wave of coughing to a certain extent?

"Of course, I'm afraid, although the old man is fifty-three years old this year, he still hasn't lived enough, otherwise he wouldn't have survived until now. ”

The old man lowered his eyebrows, but he didn't seem to have the slightest hint of fear.

Leon snorted and withdrew the sword of victory into its scabbard.

"If this happens, why don't you move out of town?"

The old man lowered his eyebrows and said: "It's more dangerous outside, here, at least we can avoid the suffering of the epidemic, without here, we can't live at all." ”

Leon asked again, "Why don't you ask the clergy of the church to exorcise the demons?"

"Please. ”

The old man sighed: "But Windsor Castle is facing a devil's attack, where can we take care of our remote town?"

"What about the witchers?"

Li Ang sneered.

The old man was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "Where can we afford to hire a demon hunter?"

It costs at least a dozen florins to hire a witcher, and it is often a low-order wild hunter, which is indeed too much for some remote towns to bear.

Li Ang smiled like the rising sun and said, "That's a coincidence, I'm a witcher." ”

The old man's eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, suddenly burst out with a glimmer of brilliance: "Lord Leon, you?"

Li Ang then said: "But unfortunately, you really can't afford to invite me. ”

He said in an extremely sarcastic tone: "It's hopeless, wait for death, farewell!"

The old man almost suffocated himself without breathing, he tried to keep it, but he didn't know what to use to impress Li Ang, and his expression gradually despaired.

Li Ang glanced at him, went out by himself, mounted a puppet warhorse, and rode away.

Although his words were mean, they were actually just to relieve his anger.

In fact, if he really has the ability to deal with this monster, he is willing to help even if the town can't raise enough bounty.

After all, no one knows what kind of freak this monster will swell into if left unchecked.

But alas, he doesn't have this ability.

Even the whole of Europe has only a handful of witchers who can take care of this kind of monster.

He was going to report what was going on here to the church and the witcher tavern in Norway, but he wasn't going to meddle in it himself.

There is a tall man on top of the sky falling, and he is not tall enough now, let alone doing what he can't do.

As for the old man's pit on him as a substitute for the dead ghost, he really can't complain about others, it's better to die an outsider than to die from his own family, it's just human nature.

If he were someone else, he might not have reminded himself not to make a noise.