The small village is eerily quiet.
At the first glance, Gu Qiqi felt something was wrong.
Sure enough, within a few steps of stepping into the village, a strong smell of blood came over us.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally focused on Gong Jue and Wu Er, anxiously asking the bosses for their opinions.
At this time, the emotion in Gong Jue's eyes was a bit more serious than the others.
Because, this bloody scene hidden in the civilian village, others may not have personally experienced it, but he has actually experienced it
The past of Tucun more than ten years ago suddenly welled up in his heart, and the lingering shadow of his childhood brought by Earl Huff also followed him like a shadow, entangled like a tarsal maggot.
However, Gongjue is Gongjue after all, although this dark and negative emotion is lingering, he can still control it well with strong willpower, and calmly and calmly said: "The way to the cold north Ling Shenshan, this is the only way. Only through this village"
Wu Er was completely convinced of his decision, and waved his hand: "What does the fourth master tell you to do, let's go to a small village, there are still ghosts biting people, etc., keep the little girl in the middle."
It's a second-rate little witch doctor with a conscience
Gu Qiqi glanced at Wu Er lightly.
Looking at Gong Jue again, the man still covered his head and face with a thick hood, and did not show too much attention to her words, but his pace has calmly slowed down, and the distance between his body and her is visible to the naked eye The ground gradually drew closer, and guarded her side without saying a word.
Gu Qiqi pursed her lips, and her heart was pierced by the villain countless times.
Tsundere
Dead Tsundere, will you die if you open your mouth to recognize each other
It's a pity that Gong Jue couldn't hear her complaints in her heart, otherwise, the man's vicissitudes and cold face would definitely show some cracks in embarrassment
Everyone approached the village with a strong smell of blood.
When approaching the first private house, they all froze
On the broken wooden steps at the door of the room, a middle-aged man fell head down on the ground, bloodstained all over his body, a long wound was cut on his stomach, and his eyeballs protruded like bursts.
Obviously, it has been dead for a long time.
But before he died, he was very unwilling, and he did not rest in peace.
Everyone sighed, wondering who this middle-aged man had offended, that he could end up with such a tragic death in such a remote mountain village.
Is this the source of the bloody smell
However.
keep going.
At the door of the next house, two elderly couples fell down together.
Facing his back to the sky, the knife marks from the sharp blade stretched from his forehead to his chin, which can be said to have directly chopped off his face.
His gray hair was dyed red by blood
Everyone was shocked
If we talk about the middle-aged man in front, he might have been murdered by someone.
Then this pair of elderly people who are over seventy years old offended someone, so that at such an age, they themselves will not live long, and they will be put to death so cruelly
Everyone's footsteps became heavier.
Walking along the way, this small village has only dozens of families, but there are corpses strewn all over the door of every household. The shapes of the corpses and the ways of death are all kinds of strange, but without exception, they are all very cruel and tyrannical.
No wonder the whole village smelled strongly of blood.
Until we came to the last villager's house.
All the cruel pictures before have been refreshed again
Even as calm as a palace prince, the face under the hood became a little bit colder