A short and fat man squeezed out of the crowd, wiping his eyes with a sad face.
Yan Yan and Xing Yutang were both shocked when they saw this person.
The fat man squeezed out from the crowd was the shopkeeper of Laisheng Inn.
Seeing Yan Yan and Xing Yutang, the steps that were originally planning to leave immediately stopped moving.
Standing by the crowd, wiping tears with the sleeve tube, slapping my thighs and crying: "Oh my Feng Er, I'm the most capable guy from Sheng Inn, I'm still waiting for you to come back to take care of me inn,
Why did you leave suddenly..."
His crying voice was melodious and his voice was loud, and the wind could spread for five or six miles. Even Yan Yan and Xing Yutang couldn't do it even if they wanted to pretend not to be able to see each other.
The "Feng Er" who cried in the shopkeeper of Laisheng Inn was the guy who led the way last night and went back.
When Feng Er walked to this intersection, he was unwilling to go to the night fog wilderness, so he parted with Yan Yan and went back to the inn alone.
Yan Yan and Xing Yutang did not plan to go into the crowd to watch the fun. When they heard Feng Er crying in the street when the shopkeeper Lai Sheng Inn cried and stopped at the same time.
Yan Yan and Xing Yutang looked at each other and both saw shock and suspicion in each other's eyes.
Feng Er is dead?!
When they parted here last night, they clearly didn't feel any demonic noise.
Even Tonba did not respond.
And it was only such a short distance, and it took Feng Er from this intersection to Laisheng Inn at most. What happened in this short time...
Perhaps they felt the special temperament of Yan Yan and Xing Yutang. When they walked up to them, they surrounded the people watching the fun and made a way out.
Yan Yan and Xing Yutang did not talk to the shopkeeper of Lai Sheng Inn, who was crying and fighting, and walked into the crowd.
He Ji followed behind the two.
Seeing Yan Yan and Xing Yutang come in, the shopkeeper of Laisheng Inn also hurriedly followed in.
In the center surrounded by the crowd, a young man dressed in a man lying on the ground with his back facing the sky, his body in a special and strange twisted posture.
The guy's clothes were clean and there was no trace of fighting. He could only see a large pile of thick plasma leaked from under his twisted head.
You can easily distinguish from the dressing that the deceased is indeed Feng Er, a friend from the inn.
Xing Yutang walked forward, squatted down, reached out to pinch Feng Er's chin, and turned his face, which had been completely stiff.
Yan Yan also came over.
When Xing Yutang turned Feng Er's blood-filled face, she could see clearly and couldn't help but exclaim: "His eyes!"
Feng Er had no wounds on his body, and there was no trace of fighting on his clean clothes.
But his eyes disappeared.
The eyelids were dug up together, leaving only two black and bloody holes, and you could see the inside of the skull cavity at a glance.
Blood flowed out of the empty eye frame, completely drying up, and covered with sticky face. With two empty black eye sockets, it looked like tears of tears that looked bloody and weird.
"This man died of his eyes being poached!"
Just as Yan Yan and Xing Yutang were observing the corpse, a voice came from behind, which was extremely familiar.
Yan Yan turned around and saw Bo Chengxian and Chen Zhen, two big and small. They didn't know when they would come back, but they were standing behind him at this moment.
Yan Yan picked up the veins on the forehead, but didn't look at Chen Zhen, and glared at Bo Chengxian: "Didn't I ask you to send him to a private school? Why did you get it back?"
Bo Chengxian looked innocent: "My apprentice did send him back. I accompanied him home to get the bookcase and personally sent him to the private school door opposite the bun shop."
Listening to the description of this location, Yan Yan knew that Bo Chengxian was not lying, so she didn't say anything and just glanced at her.
Yan Yan's eyes were full of pressure, and Bo Chengxian was a little nervous for no reason.
He swallowed and continued, "This child came out again as soon as he entered the private school. I asked him what was going on, and he led me into the private school. Then I saw his master, uh, no, it should be called
Master. The master was drunk and sat on the ground, leaning against the desk in the classroom and snoring louder than thunder…”
Yan Yan raised her eyebrows.
If she remembered correctly, Chen Zhen went to study yesterday, because the Master had drunk too much.
There are more Masters today!
Yan Yan was a little doubtful if the Chen family’s wife asked this teacher to cheat her...
Seeing that Yan Yan didn't say anything, Bo Chengxian sighed relieved and continued, "I saw that this child was useless to stay in class. He wanted to go to the tea shop yesterday to listen to the book, so his apprentice took him to listen to the book.
After the show ended, the child had no place to play and came back with his apprentice."
Bo Chengxian told Yan Yan about the whole story of sending Chen Zhen to school and returning, but Chen Zhen seemed to be unwilling to care whether the Master was drunk or not.
Bypassing Yan Yan, the child came to Feng Er's body.
Squatting beside Xing Yutang, Chen Zhen looked at Feng Er who had died with his hand, and said while looking at him: "This man's way of dying is to lose his eyes, it should be called the Eye-Eating Bird to peck him!"
Xing Yutang let go of the dead body's chin, turned his head to look at the child squatting beside him. Although he didn't say anything, he frowned, and then looked up at Yan Yan.
Obviously, he was a little surprised by the child's reappearance, and because he was not familiar with the child, he did not intend to personally ask the child about the meaning of the words he said just now.
After receiving Xing Yutang's inquiring gaze, Yan Yan smiled and said, "He has drunk too much, so he didn't go to school."
Xing Yutang's serious gaze focused on Yan Yan, and his eyebrows were tightened a little.
Who wants to ask this!
This woman...
He suspected Yan Yan did it on purpose.
Yan Yan did it on purpose.
This is her personality. No matter who she is with, she wants to tease her as long as she sees the other person being serious.
A little bit slim, a little bit slutty, no malice.
Seeing Xing Yutang's face turned even heavier, Yan Yan smiled, supported her knees, and asked Chen Zhen: "What's the point of death?"
Chen Zhen explained seriously: "The Eye-eating Bird specializes in eating people's eyes. What you see in your eyes is the glory and wealth in front of you. It implies that "greed" is the so-called greed and greed, and you will be open to your eyes when you see money."
After hearing Chen Zhen's explanation, Yan Yan nodded gently: "So, this person's way of death is the same as the way of death of those killed in the night fog wilderness, and it is also a way of death for reasons."
Chen Zhen nodded seriously: "So that's it."
"But"
Xing Yutang, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.
He slowly stood up and looked around: "The two people were killed in the night fog wilderness. But this place is not the night fog wilderness."
After Xing Yutang said this, even the crowds around him who were watching the fun became quiet.
Yan Yan looked at him: "So, the appearance of this corpse here proves that the monsters not only harm people in the night fog wilderness, but also in this town, it is possible to harm people anywhere."
As soon as she said this, the originally calm onlookers paused for a few seconds, and suddenly everyone ran away in horror and screamed...
On the whole street, except for him and a corpse on the ground, there was no one left.