The next morning, I was woken up by a loud noise. otbnkotgt "What?"
I asked yawning and looked at the sky outside.
The clouds were reddish, as if the sun had just risen not long ago.
"Dead people."
Lingqian's voice suddenly came from the door, which shocked me all over.
As if I didn't hear her words clearly, I asked: "Someone died and who died?"
Lingqian didn't answer and turned around and walked out.
I looked outside and saw many people surrounding the open space outside the door.
There seemed to be a woman kneeling on the ground crying among the crowd.
The village elders and the people around her were trying to comfort her.
There was a body on the ground covered with a white cloth.
I hurriedly climbed up from the ground, kicked the fat man next to me who was still sleeping soundly at the same time, and rushed out of the house in three steps and two steps.
When the old man saw us, he hurriedly said: "The one who died was the brother of a hunter who disappeared before.
He seemed to have drunk too much last night, so he took advantage of the alcohol and went into the mountains with a shotgun to look for his brother.
I never thought that he didn't come back all night. , I was discovered by some people who went up the mountain to cut down trees at dawn today, and it was already dead before they were brought back.”
I nodded and squatted next to the corpse.
Lingqian gently lifted the white cloth, revealing a face that was completely unrecognizable.
The entire nose had been cut off, the left half of the face was completely shattered, and thorns could still be seen above the eyes.
Bones that penetrate the skin.
The blood that had flowed out had solidified, and blood clots had formed along with the brain plasma.
To be honest, it was so disgusting that I almost vomited.
The people around me also avoided it.
Only the village elders and the wife of the deceased were still around.
I pursed my lips and said nothing, but Lingqian took it calmly.
She even reached out and opened the deceased's eye.
The left eyeball was gone, but there were obvious scars around the eye socket, as if someone had dug out the eyeball.
He then continued to examine his body and found that there were no other obvious injuries except for some minor scratches, which meant that he died entirely due to severe head trauma.
"There are no injuries on the body.
These injuries should have been caused when falling from the mountain.
The head was obviously hit with huge force, but it was not caused by a tiger."
Lingqian's words are not unfounded.
I have also noticed that although the deceased looked miserable, there were no obvious bite marks on the head, and there were even no teeth marks on the part where the bone was pierced.
And if you are attacked by a tiger, the beast will not only attack the head but leave the body alone.
Furthermore, the deceased was drunk.
According to Lingqian, tigers don’t eat drunk people very much.
"Where's the shotgun?"
I suddenly thought of something and shouted.
The village elder hurriedly asked someone to bring the shotgun over.
I was shocked when I saw it.
Generally, shotguns are still used for hunting in such old forests, but they are not very powerful.
They are generally made of iron and have a thick barrel.
The barrel can also be used as a weapon in close combat.
Of course, this was all kept secret by the village, and the superiors didn't care much if they knew about it.
After all, they had to give the villagers a bite to eat.
However, the shotgun I saw now, the entire gun body was beaten into a "C" shape by the huge force.
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I reached out and took the shotgun over, held it in my hand and tried it.
Even if I tried my best, I couldn't break the shotgun back.
"What can be so strong?
Even the devil and the tiger shouldn't be able to do it."
I murmured in a low voice, and Lingqian frowned even more.
She stood up and said, "Place the deceased first.
Remember not to place them where the moonlight can be seen, and be careful to avoid water and black soil."
After a few explanations, the village chief asked people to carry the body away.
Lingqian pulled me aside, just as the fat man walked out of the house, and the three of them gathered around.
"I thought maybe what I said yesterday came true."
Lingqian's words made my heart skip a beat, but the fat man muttered: "What are you talking about?"
"There may not only be tigers and ghosts around here.
There may be something more powerful watching the village."
However, it was impossible to reach a conclusion in the end just by discussing it.
In the morning, the old man arranged for five or six hunters to lead the way, and also led three dogs to go into the mountains with us for on-site observation.
The roads in the mountains are difficult to walk, and the hunters move very fast.
Fatty and I are often left behind sometimes.
Only when you actually walk into the forest will you realize that it is different from the dense forest in your impression.
The distance between the trees is relatively large, the ground is flat, and various birds that I can't name often fly overhead.
"It's just ahead."
The leading hunter waved to us, and the three of us hurried over.
This is where the body was found in the morning.
The three of us watched separately while the hunters led their dogs to keep watch.
I carried my bag and walked toward the woods on the right.
From time to time, I could see some blood stains on the ground.
Looking up, it was not difficult to see that this was the escape route of the deceased.
Pursing his lips, some imaginary scenes appeared in his mind.
Before dawn, a drunk hunter entered the woods with a shotgun.
As he walked further and further in a daze, he was suddenly attacked in the dark.
He must have fired a gun, but it was of no use.
The other party hit him in the head, maybe his eyeballs were gouged out with sharp claws, and blood flowed all over the floor.
He covered his eyes and turned around and ran away.
I ran all the way to the rocks not far behind me.
I couldn't run anymore and fell to the ground.
The guy who caught up with me hit me hard through the head.
I walked forward along the blood trail, deeper and deeper into the forest, and even unknowingly distanced myself from the people behind me.
When I reacted, white mist was already floating in the surrounding woods.
The mist became thicker and thicker, and soon obscured the surrounding trees and my way back.
At the same time, as the mist floated up, the surroundings began to get colder, and I could even drink white air when I opened my mouth.
The situation seemed not quite right, so I immediately became vigilant, pulled out the animal bone dagger and looked around.
There seemed to be something lingering in the mist, but it was so silent that I couldn't see clearly.
But the feeling was very strong, so strong that it seemed as if the thing was already behind me.
"Fat man, can you hear me?"
I shouted, and my voice echoed among the trees, but a few seconds passed and I didn't hear the fat man's answer.
I can only go out for a few dozen meters at most.
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When did the fog start to rise?
Why can’t Fatty hear my voice?
At this moment, there was a sudden sound from behind "Click" I turned around suddenly and took a closer look.
Just about ten meters away from me, a tall black figure slowly emerged under the thick fog.
This black shadow is at least two meters tall.
Compared with my height of about 1.77 meters, it is simply a giant.
The black shadow didn't come close to me, but it exuded a powerful aura.
I gripped the animal bone dagger tightly and tried my best to adjust my breathing.
Having experienced several dangers at Xuanming Temple, I am much more courageous than before.
With more experience, I am naturally calmer than before.
The black figure took a few steps to the left, but there was no sound of footsteps or a low growl like a wild beast.
I looked very carefully.
It can't be an illusion caused by fog.
It took a few more steps to the right and stopped again.
I didn't dare to make a sound to alarm it, but I tried to move back.
If that huge black shadow is some kind of monster, fighting it alone will lead to death.
The only solution for now is to get out of the fog early and join Fatty and the others.
But the moment I took a step back, the black shadow also made a move.
In the mist, it slowly stretched out a hand.
At this time, I had already reduced my breathing to the limit.
I looked around with my eyes wide open, only to see that the hand sticking out of the mist was not a human hand.
It was not even the same as the claws I had seen in the past.
It was a pair of stone arms made of huge black and angular stones. palm It suddenly grabbed a tree trunk next to me that was about half as thick as me.
I heard a "bang bang" sound, and the tree trunk was slowly broken by the stone arm.
Such a big tree could be regarded as my It took a lot of blows to chop with an ax, but the monster in front of me did it as easily as breaking chopsticks.
The broken tree was lifted up with strange force.
I already felt that something was wrong, so I turned around and ran away.
This time, a dull and terrifying roar came from behind me.
A strong wind blew from behind, and the hair on my back stood up.
There was a huge The danger was approaching.
At this moment, I suddenly stopped and threw myself forward in a desperate move.
The moment I lay on the ground, a huge tree trunk flew over my head.
It was a critical moment.
Even if I was just a second slower, I might have been hit by this big tree.
The consequences can be imagined: