In the quiet, dark night, the sound of fingernails scratching and struggling could be heard again.
This time it came from the hut where dry firewood was stored.
When Jin An rushed in, he still found nothing.
No one was found.
Except for the back of the firewood shed door, it was covered with scratched yellow talismans and large bloody fingernail scratches.
…
Click! Click!
This time it came from the room where I was staying before.
When Jin An held a long knife in his hand and kicked the door, and 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, but he didn't feel anything yet. On the contrary, the old Taoist priest kept following him and tossing him back and forth, torturing him to death.
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'm tired, and when you get older, your legs and feet can no longer run.
Jin An also felt that if this continued, 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-seated hatred and overwhelming resentment that penetrated deeply into the blue bricks, as if the nails 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, his muscles were tense, and his blood vessels were protruding. He calmly looked out the window at the child's head squatting under the windowsill.
"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.
Next, there was a long period of calm.
Jin An made a rough calculation and concluded that around the time of Chou, before the dawn when the sun and moon alternated, the horrifying sounds of fingernails scratching and painful slapping for help, which had been quiet for a long time, started to sound again.
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 had 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 bag and wants to grab a handful of evil-proof glutinous rice.
"Finally here!"
Jin An held a long knife in his hand and turned to look at the bed that was just around the corner.
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 there, bending his waist lower and lower. In the dark room, Jin An quietly lowered his head and bent over, 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, a 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 lost..."
"I got 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, without saying a word, Jin An slashed out with one strike.
I have tolerated you for a long time!
Die!
The red knife shadow, with the overbearing 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 reached the bed, and with a half-moon slash, he 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 group of thin black figures, in the smoke and dust of the explosion, slyly jumped towards the door, trying to seize the door and escape. But at this moment, the black figure of charred corpses retreated back at a faster speed.
Two black footprints were left on the ground, which were charred and smelly of corpses.
It turned out that the old Taoist priest had already scattered a ball of glutinous rice near the door and window. The glutinous rice itself has the pharmacological effect of hanging and detoxifying, and it is a yang qi grain that can replenish qi and nourish the body.
It is the evil nemesis.
"Well done!"
Without saying a word, Jin An faced the black shadow of the scorched corpse that was retreating, and the red blood force exploded. 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 open, revealing the dense white bones!
The fierce and explosive power brought by the red blood force even kept the offensive force from falling, sending it flying like a solid cannonball.
Bang!
The house trembled, there was a loud explosion, and 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 ruins 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 knife in hand like a dragon or tiger.
"Old Taoist, protect yourself!"
When Jin An's voice fell, people were already chasing him into Dazhuangzi. As a result, Jin An bore the brunt of the attack and saw that there was 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?
Has the old corpse from the deserted village escaped?