It seemed like a stranger came! The group of livestock suddenly started to scream in a short voice, and howling sounded like crying but not crying, and laughing but not laughing, which made people creepy.

“&*…%￥!”

Wu Laoliu cursed a local dialect and threw the empty swaggers that he had cherished all the way into the circle. In an instant, the animals snatched fiercely. The scarlet swaggers were torn into several pieces in a blink of an eye. The greedy sound of swearing like pigs was heard. The white livestock snatched and swallowed the swaggers like devouring delicious food. Lin Xi's face turned pale.

"Tour guide, come."

*   *

Just like before checking into Xiaolong Yizhuang, the passengers had to wait outside now, and Wei Xun had to get the room card back first.

But this time it is different from Xiaolong Yizhuang.

After getting on the stilt house with Wu Laoliu, Wei Xun was very interested and looked at the room full of dust and bottles with a little disgusting. It is logical that he should leave at this time, but the door of the stilt house automatically closed after Wei Xun entered and has not opened yet.

Wei Xun was locked up in the house, and this stilt house is now like a secret room.

Wu Laoliu's face became more and more wrinkles. He stood in front of Wei Xun, staring at him with deep sleep, his eyes cold and fierce, neither looked like a human, but more like a beast.

Why, is this a fight?

Wei Xun seemed distracted, but in fact he always paid attention to Wu Laoliu's movements.

When the old man opened his teeth-free mouth and punched him suddenly, Wei Xun, who was already prepared for it, took action first, and the alienated black claws directly cut off Wu Laoliu's head.

"evil--"

Wei Xun failed to control himself and made a disgusting sound, taking a slight step back.

It was so disgusting that I saw that the broken mouth of Wu Laoliu's neck was full of wriggling maggots! The white maggots as long as Indian rice were densely packed, rolling in the black and scattered flesh, and it was as terrifying as muddy swamps.

Wei Xun was afraid that the old man's head would explode and splash out a pool of maggots, splashing all over his body, but fortunately he didn't.

Wu Laoliu's headless body staggered like a zombie, groping, picking up the fallen head, and then putting it on his neck. Obviously, he was no longer a human being, and he didn't know what kind of monster it was.

Wu Laoliu looked at Wei Xun more and more resentful. He stared at Wei Xun's left hand. Maggots seemed to be squirming deep in Wu Laoliu's pupils, but when he looked at the maggots, he crawled around like a little frightened.

I don’t know how long it took, but finally, the old man trembled and stretched out his hand again.

This time Wei Xun was not in a hurry to make him turn around, and he also found that the old man had just taken action, as if he was not going to attack him.

Wei Xun took action too quickly.

This is the speed that a real man should have!

Wu Laoliu grabbed the thin, skinny old hand, only with a layer of skin, but his index finger bent at him, his fingers trembled like Parkinson's, his face was full of threat.

Why, what are you trying to do?

Still not convinced?

Wei Xun didn't understand. He opened his five fingers like a deterrent, moved his sharp and sharp nails randomly. The bronze mask covered his expression, and the corners of his mouth were lightly curled, revealing a faint smile that was unfathomable.

Wu Laoliu stared at his hand, his pupils shrank suddenly. The next moment, his eyes suddenly burst open, and the wriggling maggots fell outwards. There were two pale eyeballs vaguely deeper in the maggots, and there seemed to be a resentful face on them!

The temperature in the stilt house dropped sharply, and the yin energy was heavy to the wet bamboo floor and even a layer of frost appeared! The surrounding walls were trembling slightly, and the clay pots stacked in the house collided and made a "crack" sound. The baby's sharp howling sounded from the clay pots, disturbing people's consciousness, like a pair of sharp little hands clenching a person's heart.

"Ah Yeh!"

Wei Xun sneezed coldly and squirted the old man's face. He had no habit of apologizing to the ghost, and touched the small corner on his forehead as if no one else was around.

The horns were a little itchy, and the san value dropped by 2 points just now. Although Wei Xun didn't feel anything except Lenghe and heard the child crying, he probably thought the old man had just launched a fierce attack quietly.

Wei Xun was not only not surprised, but also a little happy.

Because his horns reacted again!

Proficiently shifting the resentment collected by the horn to the middle of his eyebrows, Wei Xun stared at Wu Laoliu and looked at him, just like a starving person who saw the braised pork, and his hot eyes could burn the old man through.

[You have observed Wu Laoliu’s resentment, resentment level: level b]

【Task progress: 2.25%】

B-level resentment is really good!

Wei Xun didn't know that his pupils were standing in a line like a cat when he was observing just now, cold and ruthless, his eyes were red, as if a layer of blood was covered with.

The terrifying and powerful feeling that came from the depths of hell and the top strong men's crushing deterrence against the lowly made the maggots in Wu Laoliu's eyes crawl back in fear.

When Wei Xun withdrew his gaze, the entire stilt house was silent as if it were dead. The walls stopped trembling, the clay pot stopped crying, and the frost melted. Wu Lao Liu's eyes returned to their original state. I wonder if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a trace of sorrow in Wu Lao Liu's deep sunken eye sockets.

Not only is his hands trembling, but his whole body trembling. If he meets such a trembling old man in reality, everyone around him will be scared and immediately beat 120.

Only Wei Xun stared at him with great enthusiasm, trying to dig out some resentment from Wu Laoliu. Under his gaze, the old man trembled more and more violently. Finally, he trembled and stretched out his hand, spread his thumb and index finger, curled up his other fingers, and pointed his index finger at Wei Xun.

What is this, is it a gun?

Wei Xun was interested the previous second, but the next second he almost suffocated. Wu Laoliu, who was "shooting", had no signs, and his body suddenly broke into eight pieces! Maggots and black blood surged out like a tide, scaring Wei Xun so much that he jumped directly to the jar, his pale face almost pale.

What's this old man doing?!

Wu Laoliu was not dead, his shriveled head was still rolling in the dirty blood, but he just didn't look at Wei Xun, and he felt like he was dead and didn't burn paper if he had any problems.

It's dirty, it's dirty!

Wei Xun, surrounded by dirty blood maggots, was about to go crazy. Such a dirty old ghost should be shot directly. He was angry and compared to a "gun" and tried to tear him apart directly, but the old man Wu was too dirty, and Wei Xun could not claw him!

Shameless!

Fortunately, the next moment, the guttered blood and maggots returned to Wu Laoliu's body like a retreat, and Wu Laoliu stood up again.

When the shriveled and dirty old man held his face and drove Wei Xun out viciously and angrily, the monk Wei Xun was confused.

What happened just now?

It was obvious that the fight was almost started, but why did it end so quickly in the end? It just felt like a dance?

When he thought of the dirty blood Wei Xun with maggots rolling, his face turned pale, and when he looked at the room card in his hand, he felt like blood.

He threw the room card to the passengers like a plague, and then hurried back to his house, preparing to take a three-hour shower and wash his whole body thoroughly.

The passengers were left stunned and stared at his hurriedly leaving.

The "B&B" where the tourists live is located behind this stilt house. There is a row of half-old and not new two-story stilt houses built along the stream. There is no livestock left downstairs, but it is too close to the stream and the sound is very loud, like heavy rain.

Put your backpacks into your respective rooms, and the passengers naturally gathered in the mud brick house at the east end. This is the "dining restaurant", with bamboo tables, chairs and benches. Although it is a bit old, it can barely be considered as "clear windows and clean".

Before it was time to eat, everyone regarded it as a "conference room". With the friendship of driving the corpse to survive, the passengers became more and whispered to exchange clues and gains.

But after all, I was nervous all night, driving the corpse and running away on the plank road. Everyone was exhausted after relaxing. After a brief talk, the conversation gradually became smaller.

The passengers stared at each other with their eyes very tired, as if they were about to stick to it in the next second. But no one left and went back to the stilt house to sleep.

After a while, Xu Chen spoke with slightest voice: "Director B's face... is so terrible."

His statement immediately attracted approval.

"yes."

"yes."

Wang Pengpai even trembled with an exaggeration: "I am as if I was stared at by the old wolf in the deep mountains. It's terrible, so terrible."

Alas, I dare not go back to sleep. When I think of the terrifying Director C, I live next door, and the passengers become dehydrated little cabbage. It is like being driven out of the room by my angry wife and not daring to go back. I can only sleep on the sofa with no useless husband.

So terrible.

Only Lin Xi did not respond, as if he was distracted. When he saw his wandering eyes and blushing cheeks, he knew what he was thinking at first glance. The passengers were too lazy to talk to him.

After a sigh, Shi Tao sighed a long time and said with some concern:

"It seems that Brother Jiu's bargaining is not going well."

"yes."

Miao Fangfei responded, with a little worried in her eyes: "It may be possible that the price will be raised against the counter-price."

"Fuck, the price is too high, what should I do next?"

Zhao Hongtu slapped the table heavily and gritted his teeth. Hou Feihu held the teacup that was almost shaken off the table and sighed. For a moment, everyone was worried.

There are shopping spots for dangerous trips. Usually the second or third attraction is in the middle. When you see the "local" Wu Laoliu appear, the tourists will understand that this Yingzhu Miao Village is probably the shopping store for this beautiful Xiangxi itinerary.

There are various specialties sold in shopping malls, most of which are helpful for the next trip. For example, if you encounter poisonous insects and miasma next, you may have insecticides and special masks for shopping malls. If you encounter fierce ghosts and resentful souls next, you may sell amulets and mahogany wood at shopping malls.

In addition, there are many things in shopping stores that seem useful but are actually defective or useless. Whether you can buy real key items depends entirely on the eyes of the passengers.

"I heard that groups above the extreme danger level have no prompts."

Miao Fangfei said heavily: "We are fine. We want to buy either bamboo baskets or swaddling clothes."

In order to "serve passengers", hotels rarely let passengers spend too much "injustly" and travelers below extremely dangerous levels usually have tips before approaching the "shopping point". Whether you can find it depends on the passengers themselves.

Just like the bamboo baskets and swaddles floating on the stream this time, especially when they were picked up by Wu Laoliu and brought them back. This is a very obvious hint that anyone with eyes can find.

"I just don't know how expensive it is."

Wang Pengpai said with a bitter face: "I have bought props and rented items from the points I have saved before. Who knows that this beautiful Xiangxi in this shit will reduce the effect of the props. Except for special-level props, everything else is basically useless. It's so fucking fucking."

yes.

Most of the people were deeply touched and nodded. When the level cannot be promoted for the time being, mid-level passengers can only carry up to three titles. In this case, if you want to have greater insurance, you will naturally buy or rent other passenger props to equip yourself.

But the characteristic of the beautiful Xiangxi is blinded by everyone. There is too little news about the beautiful Xiangxi, so Shi Tao's brother Shi Xiao knows more. There are no big brigades here as a backer. One by one, the lonely wolf fighting alone, so there are naturally few channels to obtain information.
To be continued...