"What's going on? We were on the bridge just now?" Jiang Yan asked.
Fang Jianqi pursed his lips, pulled out his long sword from behind, and said in a low voice, "Be careful, this village is a bit weird."
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The goosebumps on Jiang Yan's arms rose instantly.
Faced with such a weird situation in the middle of the night, he really didn't want to go into this weird village, but he didn't want to stand outside alone and wait.
After thinking about it, he followed Fang Jianqi in.
This time is already very deep. Not a single house in the village was lit, only the silver moonlight dispelled some of the darkness.
The surroundings are very quiet, and the footsteps and breathing of the two people can be clearly heard.
After walking for a while, Jiang Yan noticed something was wrong.
It's so quiet here, as if everything is still, it's eerily quiet.
There was a layer of cold sweat on Jiang Yan's back.
He hid behind Fang Jianqi and grabbed his arm tightly.
"Fang, Fang Jianqi, why is this place so strange? Why don't we go out first and come in during the daytime?"
Fang Jianqi glanced at him: "Aren't you a fox demon?"
"Who, who stipulated that fox demons can't be afraid of ghosts? Am I too timid? It's too evil here, can't there really be any messy things?" Jiang Yan's voice was already crying.
After the voice fell, suddenly there was a dull sound of "thump, thump, thump" behind him. It didn't sound like normal footsteps, but rather like jumping on the ground with one foot on stilts.
At the same time, a slender shadow appeared next to the two of them.
What makes that sound when walking
Jiang Yan's face turned pale with fright, and he didn't dare to breathe.
The more this is the case, the richer the associations in my mind are, and all the horror movies I have watched are all coming out of my brain at this moment.
The sound of "thump, thump, thump" became clearer and clearer, and the shadow got closer and closer.
Fang Jianqi clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, and when the shadow was about to be level with theirs, he turned around and swung it out.
With a weeping face, Jiang Yan tremblingly said: "Fang Jianqi, what is that? Scary or not?"
Fang Jian didn't open his mouth until seven to half rings, and his voice was a little strange.
"...you turn around first."
Jiang Yan mustered up the courage to turn around, but he didn't see the evil ghost in his imagination.
A white-haired old man stood behind them, leaning on a cane in his hand, looking at them in horror.
"Don't, don't kill me!"
Jiang Yan's eyes fell on his crutches, and he blinked.
Is this the one that made the sound just now
Fang Jianqi looked at the old man for a while, then suddenly shouted: "Uncle Li!"
The old man stammered, "You, how do you know my last name?"
Fang Jianqi opened his mouth, but chose to remain silent.
At this moment, Jiang Yan finally regained his composure, glanced at Fang Jianqi, and tried to show a kind smile to the old man.
"Old man, don't be afraid, we are passing by here."
"Passing by in the middle of the night?"
The old man was full of disbelief.
Seeing the right time, he ran away like a gust of wind, without using his crutches, as if Jiang Yan and Fang Jianqi were some terrible ghosts who wanted to eat him.
Jiang Yan: "..."
Thinking about it, they were obviously more terrifying when they suddenly appeared in the village in the middle of the night.
He looked at Fang Jianqi: "What should we do now? We have to find someone first to find out the news."
Fang Jianqi was silent for a while.
"Go to my house."