"What to do with the painting?"
For Liu Ziyun, since he has to leave, there is only one problem.
"Stop!" Zhang Tiandao was the first to interrupt as quickly as possible. "Don't take any chances with this thing. Now it is very consistent with everything around it. If it moves, there may be some danger."
Hearing this, Liu Ziyun looked away with some pity, and then turned to Tang Jiumin.
The latter nodded.
"Leave first and then talk."
After a few greetings, everyone in the room left.
In the courtyard, the newcomers with different ideas also turned their attention.
Their faces were nervous, but also full of curiosity.
One by one they came closer involuntarily, their throats bumping up and down at the same time.
Obviously, these people wanted to know what was going on in the house.
But it was a pity that both Yefim and Tang Jiumin, who were opening the way, had a pensive and eager attitude and paid no attention to their intentions.
Finally, Liu Ziyun, the great philanthropist, stopped as usual.
"Follow us and leave first, and we'll talk about things here later when we get back."
He looked around at the people in the yard, and his voice revealed an urging that could not be delayed.
Soon, the quiet rural road was once again crowded with about 20 people.
However, the atmosphere was duller than when we arrived.
The appearance of the human skin painting made everyone silent, no longer curious about the surrounding houses, and even just felt scared.
There were no clues along the way, and the emotions of the newcomers around him naturally filled Liu Ziyun's heart.
He raised his head and looked in front of him. Yefim, who was responsible for guarding and exploring the road, calmly slowed down and slowly moved closer to Tang Jiumin.
"What should I do? Do you have an idea? It's harder to find clues than last time."
"What the hell is this... We don't even know how people die!"
When he mentioned the difficulty, Liu Ziyun looked to the side with an urgent tone.
But beside him, Tang Jiumin lowered his head slightly and continued on his way in deep thought.
"Oh... I'll tell you." The man pursed his lips and tried to lower his voice, "What do you think about Zhang Tiandao..."
"Don't you believe this?" Tang Jiumin glanced at Liu Ziyun, with the same indifferent expression on his face.
He continued on his way and replied lightly: "There are some clues and his divination. This painter has a big problem."
"Why, is there something harvested in the house?" After hearing this inference, Liu Ziyun couldn't help but think of that house over there.
"Yes, we found a white skeleton in the house, and then..."
The sound suddenly stopped.
Liu Ziyun subconsciously looked to the side and saw Tang Jiumin standing there for some reason.
"Then what, what happened? Tell me..."
He didn't have time to think about it, he was anxious and urged immediately.
But this sentence received no response from Tang Jiumin.
In other words, the latter then took the shotgun from his back, which was the clearest response.
As an 'old partner', Liu Ziyun immediately interrupted his thoughts and became alert.
The crisp sound of the shotgun being loaded and the safety being opened sounded almost simultaneously.
He followed Tang Jiumin's gaze and looked ahead...
There, Yefim, who was responsible for exploring the team's path, stopped at some point.
And around them, behind the two of them, others also noticed something unusual.
They all stopped consciously, looked up to both sides and looked around.
For a moment, there was only the sound of the newcomers taking out their weapons.
Time passed by second by second, and the rural roads were solemnly silent.
But at this time, Yefim, who was at the front of the team, felt his muscles tense, and he could even hear his own heartbeat.
This was the first time since he entered the trial that he felt danger from others.
Not relying on perception, but relying on something else...
As the only self-aware weapon in the team, the flesh-loving man's blade trembled faintly in mid-air at this moment.
The feeling was familiar, exactly the same as when I fought the bear before.
Yefim was not a smart person. Even if his temperament changed due to Yan Fangling's death, he could not detect problems from the subtleties like Tang Jiumin and others.
But this also means that he can only rely on flesh-loving people who have the ability to detect enemies.
Even, under the advice of Liu Ziyun and others, they spent crystals to improve the related soul enhancement.
Therefore, despite the strange wind and dust floating around him at this moment, this man was focusing on the direction felt by the blade and did not care about unnecessary thoughts.
In other words, with Yefim's character and temperament, he couldn't notice those subtle but abnormal changes at all...
Soon, facing such an ignorant person, the strange existence seemed to be confused, and then retreated and left.
As the trembling of the blade lessened and disappeared, confusion reappeared on Yefim's face.
what's the situation?
Is it wrong?
Not confident enough in his own judgment, he subconsciously put the long knife on his shoulder and turned behind him to find out about the situation from Tang Jiumin.
However, at the moment he turned around, the blade of the weapon in his hand trembled again and even buzzed.
Yefim only felt a cold wind coming from behind him, in the direction he had just faced.
Driven by instinct, he didn't have time to take a closer look and immediately ducked to the side. At the same time, he held the knife in his right hand and turned to strike at the danger.
With a physical strength of over 80, coupled with his height far exceeding that of an ordinary person, his strength is extremely huge.
Even with one hand, the flesh-loving creature that was swung out also made a sound of piercing the air.
But with the sound of metal hitting, the blade was in mid-air, and was bounced back by an invisible and inexplicable existence.
Not only that, Yefim felt a sharp pain in his back.
There are enemies in the air, and they are fast and strong...
However, he had no time to feel the pain.
Because what's more urgent is that the cold wind hits again and separates to the left and right.
Weird attack methods, false and true, difficult to distinguish true from false.
Almost subconsciously, Yefim retreated.
But the next second, the man gritted his teeth and spat out a breath of evil, and his course changed drastically.
Not only did he not retreat, but he held a long knife in both hands and slashed the left and right sides fiercely.
The blade made a sound as it cut through the air, almost twice as powerful as last time.
This terrifying posture is difficult for both humans and ghosts to resist.
However, soon, a muffled groan emerged from Yefim's mouth, and at the same time, a large amount of blood spurted out from the protective clothing on his chest.
It was vaguely visible that it was a wound as deep as a finger.
But misfortunes never come singly. After suffering such a horrific injury, the blade in his hand was cut empty.
guessed wrong?
wrong......
On the left and right sides, nothing is true!
The attack that hit the chest was not either of the two cold winds at all.
Weird attacks are hard to guard against.
But surprisingly, Yefim didn't even frown when faced with this situation.
It turns out that although his perception is not high, this person has his own methods.
After cutting into the air with one strike, the wrist ability is immediately activated.
As the medicine that ignored the pain was injected into his body, he turned the long knife sharply on his wrist, facing the direction of the wound, and quickly slashed out.
The attack changes quickly enough and without warning.
The sneak attacker didn't expect Yefim to be able to fight back.
The long knife clearly paused, as if it had hit something. A popping sound was heard, and a burst of dark red blood spurted out of thin air.
At this time, the thing quickly retreated, and the stagnation under the knife subsided.
Yefim holds a knife in both hands, his chest rises and falls violently, his eyes look around from time to time, alert and ready to fight at any time.
Finally, his eyes fell not far away.
Over there, a few strings of blood beads suddenly condensed in the air, seemingly hanging on something.
It seems that this is where the sneak attacker is!
Sure enough, where the blood was, the air twisted and fluctuated, and something began to slowly appear.
First there was a slightly deep wound, then the complete and sharp claws were revealed, and then the camouflage continued to fade upwards along the attacker's body.
Tiger head, tiger body, tiger tail...
Above, it looks like a whole tiger.
But one thing that distinguishes it from a normal tiger is that its tail actually has a woman's face.
A flattering and ferocious woman's face.
Yefim was not a native Chinese, but was sold here by chance.
I haven't heard rumors since I was a child, so I naturally don't recognize what this thing is.
But as soon as this beast-like ghost appeared, he instantly felt the danger, and he gripped the long knife hard and his muscles all tensed up.
Roar……
The low, hoarse animal voice was full of disdain.
The being in front of him flicked his tail, not caring about Yefim's alert posture with the knife.
It presses its hind legs down, builds up strength with its strong muscles, and makes hunting movements, as if it is about to pounce at the next moment.
But right now!
There was a bang in the air, and a bullet hit its leg.
A harsh impact sounded, and the bullet bounced off like it hit a steel plate.
But the huge tiger head was still attracted. It ignored Yefim and looked to the other side, which was the direction of the bullet.
Liu Ziyun appeared in his field of vision.
He held up a silver-white pistol, with white smoke coming out of the muzzle. It was obvious that Liu Ziyun had fired the bullet just now.
I saw that the monster, who was quite disdainful when facing Yefim's attack, had an angry expression, as if this small bullet violated some kind of dignity.
At the tail, the woman's face quickly turned around and let out a harsh laugh.
In the team, Liu Ziyun was originally surprised that the bullet could not penetrate.
Seeing this, he raised his gun again and planned to continue shooting.
Unfortunately, before he could make any move, a low neighing sound suddenly sounded from both sides of the team.
The people who were on full alert moved closer almost instinctively and looked around.
There was nothing there, but a harsh sound could be heard.
They looked around in panic...
Soon, the situation changed.
Along with the dull sound, the air not far away was distorted, as if it was torn apart by invisible force.
Then, blood-red cracks appeared, and sticky, slippery heads emerged from them.
A snake head with a triangular head, vertical pupils, and spitting out scarlet blood.
They hunched over and crawled out little by little. As the snake's body emerged from the gap, it actually had wings.
The snake body and fly wings make one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
As soon as it fell to the ground, it roared and attacked the team...
Without any command or order, and without knowing who would take action first, intensive gunshots instantly rang out in this space.
Fortunately, these snake flies seem to have no defense.
Because in the next second, the nearest ones were shattered by the volley.
However, it was not until everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
More blood-red cracks, more snake flies crawling out, continue to appear in mid-air...
