"Stay away from the stream."

At this moment, Bingjiu suddenly spoke up. With a swipe, everyone in the brigade took three big steps back without looking back, like a group of cats with fried hair. Lin Xi took out his knives. It seemed too early to listen to Bingjiu's words.

It has become instinctive. Only after retreating can the brave people look carefully at the other side of the stream, especially the direction of the rotten barrel cart.

"hiss--"

Xu Chen took a breath of air and his pupils shrank suddenly.

"That, that's——"

The others were slow to catch him, but they all saw that place. In the shadow of the stream under the mountain wall of the barrel cart, there was something as big as a human head floating. It was not clear at first glance, but if you look closely, you can vaguely see it.

scarlet.

It looks like blood, but also like the red hijab of a bride. As the water waves float, the scarlet color seems to smudge onto the surface of the stream, which is very strange!

"Dolls often float down from Xiaolong River."

An eerie, hoarse, old male voice like an old owl sounded from one side, startling the passengers to immediately point their weapons in the direction of the voice.

I saw an old man dressed as a Tujia nationality who didn't know when he appeared, holding a pipe in his mouth and staring at them grimly. He didn't know how old he was, his face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were deeply sunken, like a dead person. It was indistinguishable.

Find out whether the spots on his face are age spots or corpse spots.

"This is Wu Laoliu, the owner of the B&B we are going to stay in next."

Wei Xun got off Shi Tao's back and entered the canyon. The badge on his chest was always hot. The heat was the same as when he met the corpse-turned-flying fox. It didn't decrease in the slightest, and it remains the same until now.

In other words, on the way to the second accommodation, the level of supernatural danger is comparable to that of Wuluo Mountain when it was at its most dangerous.

The old man ignored them. He held a three-meter-long bamboo pole, stood shakily on the rocks by the stream, and used the bamboo pole to hook up the things that floated under the broken barrel cart. Only when the hook reached the shore did the passengers find out.

It was a small bamboo backpack. It was a bit narrower than a normal backpack, and it seemed to fit well because the man had thick wrists.

But that piece of scarlet was a red swaddling cloth that was crammed into a bamboo basket and soaked with water. The swaddling cloth was soaked in water and faded. When Wu Laoliu took it out, spots were left on the basket.

‌Dark red, like mottled blood.

It was obviously an empty baby, but Wu Laoliu held it in his arms very carefully. His zombie-like black and blue face showed a touch of "kindness", and he grinned, showing that all his teeth were missing.

Humming a song that no one could understand, Wu Laoliu carried the baby in his arms and walked deep into the bamboo forest.

Weird and eerie songs echoed in the bamboo forest, the bamboo leaves rustled by the cold wind, and ghostly shadows appeared.

No one among the tourists moved until Wei Xun raised the guide flag and walked towards the bamboo forest. They followed him towards the bamboo forest with solemn expressions.

[Hey, everyone has arrived at Yingzhu Miaozhai B&B. Next, please ask tour guide Bingjiu to check in. 】

The bamboo forest is an old stilted building with national characteristics. It has three floors and looks quite impressive. The light is very dim, and you can only see the circle below the stilted building, where livestock are kept, and they are white and squirming.

, I can’t tell what kind of animal it is.

[Yingzhu Miao Village, a five-star VIP underworld B&B designated by Zuimei Xiangxi Journey, is equipped with a baby room, giving your family the best accommodation experience! 】

"Wow wow——"

"woo woo woo woo--"

It seemed that a stranger was coming! The group of livestock suddenly started barking with a short sound. The howl sounded like crying but not crying, and seemed like laughing but not laughing, which made people's hair stand on end.

"&*...%￥!"

Wu Laoliu cursed a native language and threw the empty swaddling clothes that he had cherished in his arms into the circle. This immediately caused a fierce scramble among the livestock. In the blink of an eye, the scarlet swaddling clothes were torn into several pieces, and the grunting sound was like the greedy sound of a pig devouring it.

When the sound was heard, the group of white animals snatched and devoured the swaddling clothes like delicacies. Lin Xi's face turned pale at the sound.

"Tour guide, come."

* *

Just like when checking into Xiaolong Yizhuang, passengers have to wait outside, and Wei Xun needs to get his room card back first.

But this time it is different from Xiaolong Yizhuang.

After climbing up to the stilted building with Wu Laoliu and getting the room key, Wei Xun looked at the dusty room filled with bottles and jars with interest and disgust. Logically speaking, it was time for him to leave at this time.

However, the door of the Diaojiaolou closed automatically when Wei Xun entered, and it has not been opened yet.

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

The wrinkles on Wu Laoliu's face became more and more profound. He stood in front of Wei Xun, staring at him with his sunken eyes, his eyes were cold and fierce, not like a human being, but more like a beast.

What, is this a fight?

Wei Xun seemed to be distracted, but he was always paying attention to Wu Laoliu's movements.

When the old man grinned his toothless mouth and punched him violently, Wei Xun, who had been on guard for a long time, struck first and cut off Wu Laoliu's head with his alienated black claws.

"evil--"

Wei Xun couldn't control it, he made a sound of disgust and took a step back slightly.

It's so disgusting now. I saw that the fractured part of Wu Laoliu's neck was full of wriggling maggots! The white maggots, as thick as Indian rice, were rolling in the black flesh with pus and a strong smell, just like a muddy swamp.

fear.

Wei Xun was afraid that the old man's head would explode and spurt out a pool of maggots all over him, but luckily they didn't.

Wu Laoliu's headless body was staggering like a zombie. He groped, retrieved the fallen head, and put it on his neck. It was obvious that he was no longer a human being, and he didn't know what kind of monster he was.

Wu Laoliu looked at Wei Xun with more and more resentment, staring at Wei Xun's left hand. There seemed to be maggots squirming in the depths of Wu Laoliu's pupils, but when he looked closely, the maggots were actually crawling around in fear.

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

This time Wei Xun was not in a hurry to tell him to turn around. He also realized that the old man's attack just now did not seem to be to attack him.

‌But Wei Xun shot too quickly.

This is the speed a man should have!

Wu Laoliu grasped his old, skinny hands, with only a layer of skin left, but his index finger was bent and pointed at him. His fingers were trembling like Parkinson's disease, his face was fierce, and his eyes were full of threats.

What, what do you want to do?

Still not convinced?

Wei Xun didn't understand. He opened his five fingers in a threatening manner and moved his sharp nails wantonly. The bronze mask covered his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an incomprehensible smile.

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

Vicious face!

The temperature in the stilted building dropped sharply, and the yin was so heavy that there was even a layer of frost on the damp bamboo floor! The surrounding walls were trembling slightly, and the stacked earthen jars in the house made a "click" sound when they collided, and the shrill wails of babies came from the earthen jars.

The sound in the middle disturbs people's consciousness, just like a pair of sharp little hands grasping people's hearts.

"Ah sneeze!"

Wei Xun sneezed coldly and sprayed the old man in the face. He didn't have the habit of apologizing to ghosts, so he touched the corner of his forehead as if no one else was watching.

His horns were itching, and his sanity value had dropped by 2 just now. Although Wei Xun didn't feel anything other than being cold and hearing the child cry, he estimated that the old man had just silently launched a wave of fierce attacks.

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

Because his horns reacted again!

Skillfully moving the resentment collected in his horns to the center of his eyebrows, Wei Xun stared at Wu Laoliu, like a starving man looking at braised pork, his eyes were so hot that they could burn through the old man.

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

[Task progress: 2.25%]

B-level resentment, ‌not bad!

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

The sense of terrifying coercion coming from the depths of hell, the crushing intimidation of the top strong against the inferior ones, made Wu Laoliu crawl back in fear.

When Wei Xun looked back, the entire Diaojiaolou was as quiet as death. The walls stopped shaking, the jars stopped crying, and the frost had melted. Wu Laoliu's eyes returned to their original appearance. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Wu Laoliu's deeply sunken eye sockets

‌ There seems to be a hint of sadness.

Not only were his hands shaking, but his whole body was shaking. If he met an old man who was shaking like this, everyone around him would probably be frightened and call 120 right away.

Only Wei Xun stared at him with interest, trying to dig out any more resentment from Wu Laoliu. Under his gaze, the old man shivered more and more violently, and finally, he tremblingly stretched out his hand again.

, the thumb and index finger are spread out, the other fingers are curled up, and the index finger points to Wei Xun.

Is this a shooting?

Wei Xun was very interested one second, but he almost suffocated the next second. Wu Laoliu, who was 'shooting' without any warning, suddenly shattered his body into eight pieces! Maggots and black blood surged out like a tidal wave.

, Wei Xun was so frightened that he jumped directly onto the jar, his pale face almost pale.

What did this old man do?!

Wu Laoliu was not dead, his shriveled head was still rolling with blood. Even if he didn't look at Wei Xun, he felt like he was dead, so don't burn paper if something happens.

So dirty, so dirty!

Wei Xun, who was surrounded by dirty blood maggots, was about to go crazy. Such a dirty old ghost should be shot directly. He was so angry that he gestured with a gun and slapped Wu Laoliu, trying to kill him with his claws.

Tear it to pieces, but this old black man is too dirty, and Wei Xun can't move his claws!
To be continued...