Running all the way, Zhang Fan didn't dare to stop.
Frantically looking for traces of my mother ahead.
But after half a day, he still found nothing.
He was suddenly worried that his mother might be swept somewhere by a tornado, or be buried under rubble somewhere.
It's a pity that his current host spirit is just an outline blank slate without any supernatural powers.
If the ghost's ability to find people is still there, it should be easy to find traces of my mother.
He wouldn't be like a headless fly wandering around without a clue.
The destructive power of this tornado was terrifying and tyrannical. It almost destroyed the entire Black Whirlpool Village in its path, and many houses collapsed.
Despite this, there are still some houses that are still intact and show no signs of damage from the tornado.
Not only was it not destroyed, but not even a single scrap of sawdust fell off.
It looked like a tornado did not choose to rush directly when it passed by, but circled around and got out of the way.
These houses that have not collapsed have an old style and layout, as if they have existed for a long time. The wood on them is moldy and black, and is covered with moss and spider webs.
The ones that are intact are all the old houses that have been handed down from ancient times in Black Vortex Village.
And those houses that collapsed into ruins were all newly built by latecomers.
For unknown reasons, all the newly built houses collapsed under the blow of the tornado. Only these old houses that have existed since ancient times are still intact.
Looking inside along the fenced wooden windows of the old house, Zhang Fan saw many villagers inside.
As if to avoid the attack of a tornado, they all hid in old houses to avoid disasters.
Zhang Fan originally wanted to open the door of the old house, walk in and ask these people if they had seen any news about his mother.
But before he could really get close, the people in the old house yelled at him and told him to get out because the house was already full and there was no room for other people.
After hearing this, Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked inside thoughtfully. He saw that there were indeed many people inside.
Zhang Fan didn't continue to get closer, but shouted "Mom" through the window.
But no matter how he shouted, no one inside responded.
Obviously there is no mother inside.
Zhang Fan hadn't been shouting for long. In the next moment, someone in the old house started yelling at Zhang Fan, telling him to get away and stop making so much noise.
Once there is a lot of noise, it is easy to cause a tornado to come.
Perhaps because the Black Whirlpool Village was affected by the curse of the whirlpool, even the weather in this world is now experiencing major problems.
Even speaking a little louder can trigger strong winds and cause inexplicable disasters.
Sure enough, it seemed that the authenticity of the other party's words was confirmed. Before Zhang Fan could yell and curse for a long time, he saw a gust of wind suddenly blowing from the distant sky.
The wind intensified, gradually taking on a spiral shape and turning crazily.
Finally, from far to near, it turned into a strong tornado.
This tornado was tens of meters high and about three meters thick, and it was blowing rapidly with unstoppable momentum.
But when it blew near the old house, it didn't cause any damage to it, and it didn't even stir up any dust.
On the other hand, other debris fragments were blown up all over the sky and were all sucked into the tornado.
Even in the center of the tornado, several villagers could be seen fluttering rapidly in the wind.
Their bodies were mutilated, with arms and legs missing. It was obvious that they all died tragically inside after being swept away by the tornado.
Zhang Fanqiang braved the tornado and tried his best to keep his eyes open and looked inside the tornado, trying to see if his mother was inside.
But after staring for a while, I didn't see my mother's figure. It was obvious that she was not inside the tornado, and must have been blown to other places.
The tornado was getting closer and closer to Zhang Fan. He was blown around, his body was unstable, and he was about to be blown away.
But Zhang Fan didn't have much worry about this. As long as he moved his mind, he could use the power of the body spirit to resist the tornado.
At the last moment, there seemed to be some villagers in the old house who couldn't bear to see a child like Zhang Fan being blown away. They finally fought against everyone's opinions, opened the door, and called Zhang Fan in.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan turned around and rushed in without any hesitation.
The moment he entered, the door of the old house was instantly closed, blocking the violent tornado from outside.
"Are you okay?" At this time, an old man with gray hair walked over on crutches and looked at Zhang Fan.
"I'm okay." The other person was sizing up Zhang Fan, and Zhang Fan was sizing up the other person.
"You should find a place to rest first. It's not safe outside." The old man shifted his gaze from Zhang Fan and said with a sigh.
Zhang Fan did not speak, but looked around at the situation.
There are many people in this old house, almost more than twenty, and all the people are close to each other, as if they are almost stuck together.
After Zhang Fan arrived, the already crowded house became even more cramped.
Many people here stared at Zhang Fan with unkind expressions on their faces, as if they were complaining about why he came in.
Zhang Fan didn't say much, let alone communicate with these people.
Looking around, he didn't see his mother here.
She is indeed not here.
Since there is no mother, there is no need to stay any longer, it is better to leave as soon as possible.
Besides, this old house is full of people, and if any danger occurs, they will be extremely passive, and they may be in danger.
It's not that he hasn't thought about it, there is danger here.
But with the inhabiting spirit in his body, Zhang Fan has no fear of it.
Although once the host spirit is used, one's own humanity will begin to disappear.
But actually wanting to kill these people only requires one breath.
In just one breath, everyone here can be killed.
"Kid, do you have anything to eat with you?" A friendly smile appeared on the wrinkled face of the white-haired old man as he asked.
"Eat?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, and didn't understand why the other party asked like this.
The only thing he had to eat was a chicken drumstick, which he picked up when he went to the banquet in the morning.
As for the other food, it was all in my mother's hands. Later, due to the tornado, all the food accidentally fell on the floor.
"There is a chicken drumstick." Zhang Fan took out the drumstick from his pocket and said expressionlessly.
The food in this maze scene was so unpalatable that it was almost hard for Zhang Fan to swallow. Even if the chicken legs were given to others, he would not feel bad at all.
"drumstick?!!"
The moment they saw the chicken legs, everyone in the old house took a breath, and then a dazzling light burst out from their eyes, and they all came closer. Some people had tears dripping from the corners of their mouths, looking extremely hot.
They just stared at the chicken drumstick in Zhang Fan's hand and swallowed their saliva.
"Kid, can you give me this chicken drumstick?" The white-haired old man approached Zhang Fan first and reached out to touch the drumstick in Zhang Fan's hand.
"Okay." Zhang Fan threw it to him without thinking.
only......
Before the white-haired old man reached out to take it, in the next moment, a strong man cut off the old man's head with a sickle, kicked him to the ground, and went to grab the old man with excitement on his face. drumstick.
The old man's headless body fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the broken neck, instantly turning all the surrounding villagers blood red.
But they didn't pay attention to this, and they didn't even dodge. Their attention was always focused on the chicken leg that was thrown in the air.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank and he was surprised by the scene in front of him.
As for that?
Killing everyone for a chicken leg?
Isn't that too cruel?
After all, you are all from the same village.
"No one can rob me. This chicken leg belongs to me. I will kill anyone who robs it. You..." The man looked ferocious, waving the sickle in his hand and slashing twice in all directions, but he still couldn't. Before he could scream for too long, everyone around him worked together to subdue him. They all raised their weapons and brutally cut off his head together, and kicked him directly next to the old man's head.
"This chicken drumstick is mine!"
"Go away."
"No one can rob me."
At this moment, the already crowded old house suddenly became a mess. Everyone fought over an ordinary chicken leg and began to attack each other crazily.
Messy.
It's all chaos.
Zhang Fan silently watched the chaotic scene in front of him. He moved towards the door, fearing that he would be implicated.
But just when he walked to the door and was about to open it and walk out, suddenly, at this moment, a painful howl suddenly sounded from the corner.
In just a moment, the room, which was originally noisy and chaotic, immediately became quiet.
Everyone looked at the corner where the howling came from.
At this moment, there, a thin man turned into a huge snail at a speed visible to the naked eye.
After seeing this snail man, all the villagers who were fighting each other showed excitement, licked their lips with burning eyes, and saliva overflowed from the corners of their mouths.
"New food has appeared again..."
A man carrying a sledgehammer let out a strange scream and rushed in front of the snail man. Without saying a word, he swung the sledgehammer in his hand and smashed it down with all his strength.
With a hammer strike, the hard black snail shell was suddenly shattered into pieces, revealing the smooth and moist snail man inside.
Without the protection of the snail shell, the snail man was like an animal being slaughtered, unable to fight back.
"Eat it and we can survive..."
The crowd made strange noises of excitement, and soon swarmed up to the snail man, and began to eat it raw.
They actually chose to eat it raw.
Looking at such a bloody scene in front of him, Zhang Fan's scalp went numb and he felt that these people were all lunatics.
It's better to leave quickly.
Zhang Fan took a deep breath, looked no further, and immediately opened the door and ran outside.
If nothing else, the villagers in this old house should have been contaminated by the whirlpool curse, making them mentally confused and cold-blooded.
The moment he opened the door, Zhang Fan subconsciously looked back and glanced inside the old house.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion or if it’s real.
He vaguely saw a certain corner of the room, where there seemed to be several huge snail shells that had been smashed to pieces.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's mind suddenly froze, and a very terrifying picture emerged in his mind.
That is, in this house, all the snail people transformed from living people were eaten alive.
He was eaten by the somewhat normal people in this old house! !
This is bloody cannibalism.
It is simply more chilling than ghosts.
