The sound of the sliding glass door of the yào store behind him being pushed.
Ye Zhao is a little distressed about the abnormal hearing now. After all the sounds are amplified, it will produce a strange effect. For example, he is almost walking to the corner, but he can still hear the "creak" of the glass door being pushed again. Ya" sounded, it was estimated that the person had bought something.
Before Yu Guang didn't see the person's specific appearance very clearly, he only felt that he was a small man, so his walking voice was quite soft, but even the softest voice sounded like he was right beside Ye Zhao's ears, especially with his own. When the footsteps overlap, there will even be a feeling that the person has been stepping on his own steps and followed behind, and because it is too clear, it is difficult to distinguish the distance.
Ye Zhao didn't really like this feeling, so he stepped up his pace. Who knows, the man's pace seemed to be accelerated, and it was getting faster and faster. From the sound, the time to tap the ground was extremely short, compared to the faster pace. Walking is more like running. As the pace increases, the sound becomes lighter and lighter...
After just a few seconds, the sound disappeared.
Going far into the residential area? Ye Zhao turned around and looked back, the street behind him was empty and no one was there, and the street returned to its previous deserted state. Compared to the feeling of the footsteps echoing just now, it could even be said to be silent.
I guess it's far away...
This kind of auditory effect is really a headache, Ye Zhao let out a "tsk" and secretly said that he couldn't adapt to it for a while, and he was made a little suspicious, so he should go home quickly.
He shook his head, turned around and wanted to move forward, but suddenly stopped—
A pair of blood-red eyes were facing him, close at hand.
☆、chapter24
Ye Zhao was startled, and before he could react, he was shaken by something, and everything in front of him disappeared. Only the boundless darkness is left, like wet ink that smudges open in an instant, so thick that it seems that you can reach for a handful, but unfortunately, you can't even see your fingers.
In the darkness, he only felt a pain in his waist. It seemed that something sharp was stabbing in from both sides. The sharp pain that pierced into the flesh made Ye Zhao groan, and he could even feel the warmth. Hot blood was rushing out from where it was pierced, touching the skin, cooling, and sliding down. The whole person was lifted up, and all the weight was placed on the fixed waist. The feeling of being pulled to both sides by gravity made people feel that the next second would be torn from the waist and then broken into pieces. two pieces.
A hot and humid breath fell on the body, and between each breath, the sharp blade in the flesh also moved slightly rhythmically...
In an instant, Ye Zhao understood—the huge blood-red eyes, the bloody breath in the damp heat, and the sharp weapon stuck in his waist.
Roots are not people! He was bitten by a beast!
The blood was rushing too fast, and the hands, feet and the back of the head began to go numb. Ye Zhao moved his fingertips, but he bumped into something hard—that dagger!
Ye Zhao finally realized that his right hand had been clutching the dagger in his pocket.