Click! Click!
In the quiet, dark night, there was the sound of fingernails scratching and struggling again.
This time it came from the hut where dry firewood was piled.
When Jin An rushed in, he still found nothing.
No one was found.
Except for the back of the woodshed door, it was covered with scratched yellow talismans and large bloody fingernail scratches.
…
Click! Click!
This time it came from the room where he was staying before.
When Jin An held a long knife in his hand and kicked the door, and when the man rushed in with impatient murderous intent, this time the sound came from a wooden box storing sundries.
Likewise, when he opened the wooden box, he still found nothing.
Jin An was full of energy and blood, so he didn't feel anything yet. On the contrary, the old Taoist priest kept following him and tossing him back and forth, torturing him.
As tired as a cow panting.
As soon as my butt touched the stool next to the square table, I was so tired that I didn't want to get up anymore. I screamed that I couldn't do it anymore, but I was exhausted. As a person gets older, his legs and feet can no longer run.
Jin An also felt that if he continued like this, he would be fooled all the time.
After he looked around the room again.
Then, he pushed open all the doors and windows, and immediately sat down at the square table, intending to wait and see.
Next, I was tired of Jin An, no matter how much movement there was outside, he remained as motionless as a mountain, sitting firmly in the house, as if one man was blocking the way and no one could open it.
The old Taoist priest beside him, who was panting from exhaustion and with his upper body slumped on the table, without any trace of immortality and an ethereal air of a Taoist, became the most striking contrast.
late at night.
The hazy moonlight outside the house seemed to be obscured by a group of dark clouds. The inside of the house, which was originally illuminated by the moonlight outside, became increasingly dim as the night progressed.
suddenly.
It was an empty, silent house with no one around.
The eerie and painful sound of struggling and fingernails scratching at the hard wall tiles was heard again.
Here, here, here...
The sound was particularly harsh and sharp, with deep hatred and monstrous resentment that clawed deeply into the blue bricks, as if fingernails were scratched into the hard bricks. In this deep night sky, it sounded very scary and evil.
Outside the dark window, there seems to be a child squatting, and the child's round head disappears and appears under the window sill.
After being ignored, have you finally stopped hiding?
Jin An's right arm was holding the handle of the knife, the muscles were tense, and the blood vessels were protruding. He calmly looked out the window at the child's head squatting under the window sill.
"The doors and windows are unlocked."
"If you want to come in, come in."
But Jin An's words seemed to frighten the child's head hiding under the window sill. In the hazy darkness, the child's head disappeared.
The thick darkness outside the window.
Back to empty again.
desolate.
Jin An snorted and ignored it. He was tired of being played like a cat and a mouse. Now he is the hunter, and he is the hunter who is quietly watching his prey fall into the trap.
Then there was a long lull.
Jin An made a rough calculation and concluded that probably when it entered the ugly hour, before dawn when the sun and moon alternated, the frightening sound of fingernails scratching and painful slapping for help started again, which had been quiet for a long time.
this time! Right under the bed next to you!
Less than ten steps away from Jin'an!
So close!
"Little brother……"
In the dark room, the old Taoist priest sat up straight with a start. He felt a shadow. He remembered that not long ago, he sat on that bed and rested...
The old Taoist priest has already reached into the Tai Chi Bagua bag, trying to grab a handful of evil-warming glutinous rice.
"finally come!"
Jin An held a long knife in his hand and turned to look at the bed nearby.
Jin An didn't act rashly, he immediately rushed over and struck with a knife. Instead, he slowly lowered his head and bent over.
Jin An sat on the same spot, bending his waist lower and lower. In the dark room, Jin An quietly lowered his head and bent down, as if he was the evil spirit that was catching people, and the person hiding under the bed struggling to scratch the bed board was the one who was caught by him in the middle of the night. Innocent people trembled in fear and hid under the bed...
The lower the head is, the lower it is...
The lower the lower...
Under the bed, a group of thin and huddled figures were struggling, scratching, and slapping the bed board.
It was a mummy and charred child whose skin was cracked and his whole body was burnt black. He died in the fire.
Just when Jin Anjing quietly bent down and saw the charred corpse of the child under the bed, the charred corpse of the child hiding in the dark corner under the bed seemed to be aware of it, and he saw a smiling face.
"you lose……"
"I caught you!"
Jin An's smile was cheerful and gentle, but in the dark room, when he quietly bent down and looked under the bed, he said "I caught you", but it was so eerie that it made people's scalp explode.
Then, Jin An slashed out without saying a word.
I have tolerated you for a long time!
Die!
The red knife shadow, with the domineering explosive power of the red blood force, Jin An's body and blood boiled as he carried it. He took a big step and rushed out with all his strength. He had already arrived in front of the bed, slashed with a half-moon slash, and hit the wooden bed hard.
boom!
The solid wooden bed was split into pieces by the domineering red blood energy and fierce explosive power of the knife, and exploded violently in all directions.
"Get out of here!"
Jin An shouted.
A thin black figure slyly jumped towards the door in the smoke and dust of the explosion, trying to seize the door and escape. But at this moment, the black shadow of the scorched corpse came back at a faster speed.
There were two black footprints on the ground that were charred and smelly of corpses.
It turned out that the old Taoist priest had already sprinkled a ball of glutinous rice near the door and window. Glutinous rice itself has the pharmacological effects of hanging wounds and detoxifying, and is a yang-qi grain that nourishes the body and replenishes qi.
It is the evil nemesis.
"Well done!"
Without saying a word, Jin An faced the black figure of the scorched corpse that was retreating, and burst out with red blood energy. The sword light, with the scorching breath and red light after the blood boiled, slashed Huashan with a clean stroke.
Boom!
The back of the black shadow of the scorched corpse was hit hard by the red blood force, as if it was hit hard by a thunder cannon. The body shook violently, and a large amount of boiling and hot red blood force was poured into the knife, poof, hard. The flesh and blood on the back of the charred corpse was torn apart, revealing the dense white bones!
The fierce and explosive power brought by the red blood power did not even slow down the attack, sending it flying like a solid cannon ball.
boom!
The house trembled, and there was a loud explosion. The huge force of the knife actually flew the black figure of the charred corpse out of the house, and the wall of the house was knocked down to create a large hole as high as a person.
The black figure of the charred corpse stumbled up from the rubble and fled into another nearby home.
That was Hu Dazhuangzi. Jin An was surprised. Isn't this the Yin Mansion of Dazhuangzi where the old Taoist priest said he wanted to live?
Jin An didn't have time to think about it, his body reacted faster than his brain, he rushed out of the hole in the wall, and pursued him into Dazhuangzi with a sword like a dragon and tiger.
"Old Taoist, protect yourself!"
When Jin An's voice fell, people were already chasing him into Dazhuangzi. As a result, Jin An was the first to see a black wood coffin in the yard of Dazhuangzi, and the black wood coffin had been opened.
The body inside was gone.
Jin An was surprised. Isn't this black wood coffin the same as the lost dart that Monk Pu Zhi had described to him?
Did the old corpse from the deserted village escape?
