The moment the coughing sound subsided, a rotten smell floated from the air.
Yu Xing paused, feeling that something was watching him.
The portable oil lamp in his hand was too conspicuous, but it was obviously too late to put out the portable lamp now. The old voice seemed to have coughed twice to attract his attention after seeing him.
It's more of a threat than a reminder.
"Cough cough cough..."
Another coughing sound came, but a few seconds ago the source of the coughing came from the front, but this time it suddenly moved to behind Yu Xing.
And the distance has become closer.
Yu Xing raised his eyebrows and stood still, as if he was frightened.
He recalled the gap between the two coughs and counted down silently in his mind.
"it's dark……"
Five seconds later, the old voice was close at hand, and a rotten smell poured into the nasal cavity, and the cold air emanating from the unknown thing almost touched Yu Xing's neck.
"Why did you come out... and walk around?"
The thing was pressed against his ear, making a muffled sound.
The portable lamp swayed twice, and the light seemed to be dimmed by something, and the surrounding darkness seemed to be gathering closer to Yu Xing.
There was no sound of footsteps.
Close to teleportation.
Yu Xing thought quickly and tilted his head at the same time, first avoiding the side where the sound came from, so as not to accidentally kiss him when he turned his head.
But he didn't speak, letting the old voice take the initiative to talk to him.
Because all the teleporting things came behind him, it is estimated that as long as the hand is still there, it can penetrate his body if he raises his hand, if he is an ordinary person.
That kind of malice was barely concealed. If the old voice could really kill him directly, he wouldn't have pressed him any harder.
But the fact now is that the voice seems to want to elicit a response from him.
Yu Xing lowered his eyes and felt it, and could vaguely make out a shadow with a huge aura behind him on his right.
It's just that the breath is huge.
If it comes to the body, then he is not sure, so he might as well just look at it with his eyes.
Yu Xing closed his mouth, took two more steps forward, turned around suddenly, and shined the portable oil lamp directly on the location he sensed.
There is a group of old people there.
The reason for using this quantifier is that Yu Xing could not find a more suitable one at the moment.
The old man's face was a bit familiar. He had just seen her during the day. He glanced at her grandma through the crack in the open door of Room 09.
That kind of old man's face is full of ravines, the skin is wrinkled together, and the flesh under the skin is divided into many areas, which makes people feel scared when they look at it.
Those cloudy eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray haze, making it difficult to see clearly.
The silver hair on his head is neither long nor short. It is fixed with a clip at the back of the head. The hair is somewhat sparse.
The most normal thing about this old man is his face.
After nightfall, grandma's body changed greatly from the daytime. First of all, her body, which was already very stooped during the day, almost formed a semicircular arc in the darkness.
The back is bent at an almost impossible angle, and the legs are also bent, almost like squatting. The arms are short and the body is at the side, making it look like a wheel.
It's still a completely black wheel.
This also caused Grandma's height to shrink significantly. Under the light, Yu Xing saw that Grandma was only about a little above his knees. The old man had to raise his face if he wanted to see him.
Logically speaking, at this height, it is impossible for that kind of breath to stick to his neck and ears.
Yu Xing squinted his eyes and looked next to grandma again.
Grandma holds a crutch in her right hand. It is hidden in the darkness and is not easy to see.
Yu Xing moved the lantern upwards without saying a word, and finally saw the head of the cane.
Grandma is very short, but the crutch is very tall, a full two meters tall, which is a bit longer than Yu Xing.
At the very top of the crutch, there is a knot, which is firmly tied to the crutch, and the other end is connected to a sphere.
...That's a human head.
Before Yu Xing could see clearly, the grandma who was squatting on the ground burst into laughter.
Her mouth was wide open, not like a human being, but more like some kind of fish that grew randomly because it existed in the deep sea.
When the lips are split, the fangs in the mouth are exposed.
Yu Xing was amazed.
Good guy, what a mouth!
During the day, someone also lied to him that grandma didn't eat because she had lost all her teeth and couldn't eat anymore. Just looking at the dense shark teeth, he knew that grandma was very good at eating.
But what kind of food she wants is worth considering.
Grandma, who had been hungry all day, found him at night, and the answer to this question seemed to be revealed.
"New here... Grandma is asking you something... Have mercy on grandma, don't ignore me..." Grandma just grinned, tilted her head, and made a pitiful tone.
But her eyes have nothing to do with Chu Chu pitiful. The malice revealed in the eyes covered with a layer of gray gauze is shocking, as if in the eyes of grandma, Yu Xing is already a plate of food.
Yu Xing still didn't speak.
To be honest, the look of grandma can indeed bluff people, and she looks very powerful, but she lacks a lot in terms of trickery, and her intention to deceive people is too obvious.
If she had to rely on this to find food, Yu Xing felt that grandma would be hungry for the rest of her life.
Could it be that all the people I met before were idiots?
Of course, he also knew that the so-called grandma must not be that simple, so his guard was not lifted, and his narrow phoenix eyes stared at grandma unblinkingly.
"It's really..." Grandma was not very happy.
The old ghost who shrank into a ball moved two steps. When being watched, she walked very slowly, and she didn't look like she could teleport at all.
"Grandma is so pitiful. It's so hard to meet someone who can talk..." Grandma stomped her crutches, closed her mouth full of shark teeth, and turned down the corners of her mouth.
"In the end, hey, he didn't even want to say a word to me, an old guy. Maybe he dislikes me..."
She rambled on, not caring whether Yu Xing replied or not, she just kept talking to herself.
Yu Xing licked his lips and suddenly felt his throat was a little itchy.
He raised his brows, stretched out his hand and touched his throat, and suddenly felt something on his neck.
...It seems like a seam.
A gap that doesn't feel so nice to the touch.
"I'm so lonely. My son and daughter are dead, and I'm left alone. My grandson doesn't want to come to see me. He doesn't want to come to see me..."
"I just want to talk to someone. You look about the same age as my grandson. Why don't you talk to me?"
Grandma fucks her hard.
Yu Xing's hand was always on his neck. Almost every time grandma said a word, the seam on his neck became deeper.
Until... Yu Xing curiously put his fingers into the crack and touched something hard.
