Werewolf Village Rules:
One, one villager turns into a werewolf every night;
2. Werewolves attack a villager every night;
Third, the villagers are not allowed to leave the house every night.
What Bai Youwei cares most about is the first one, every night a villager turns into a werewolf.
That is to say, between her and Hans, only one person will become a werewolf tonight.
Now that Hans has Aconitum grass in his hand, and she was bitten by a werewolf, whoever can become a werewolf first, and the remaining person can only be a weak villager!
Bai Youwei loosened the bandage on her wrist, the blood was still there, the wound had healed, and the pain of the skin and flesh remained in the memory, and when she thought about it, she couldn't help but be startled.
I hope tonight goes well, otherwise... she'll be the werewolf for nothing.
Bai Youwei walked slowly in the village, carefully observing the position and angle of each empty house. She wanted to find the best terrain to ensure that she was bathed in the moonlight as soon as the moon rose.
However, the silver nails on the door really got in the way, and she needed to be careful to avoid them.
Come to think of it, if she really turned into a werewolf, her dislike of silver items might double.
Bai Youwei found an empty room, turned the door handle, and found that the door was locked, she went around to the side again, and the window was open.
Through the window, Hans was sitting beside the stone bed holding a pot of flowers, his body was facing the glass window, his head was lowered, Bai Youwei couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but the potted flower could be seen clearly.
The lush green leaves, surrounded by a few light blue flowers and bones, are like little unknown wildflowers in the mountains.
This is probably aconite. An inconspicuous weed during the day, it blooms at night, enticing the werewolves to appear.
Bai Youwei thought about it, found another empty house near this house, walked in, and stood at the door, staring at the opposite.
Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no movement in the house opposite.
She looked up at the sky, the setting sun was half hidden among the clouds, gradually sinking, dyeing the end of the sky as if it was burning.
Such a twilight, against the backdrop of a small fairy-tale village, should have been a beautiful sight.
But Bai Youwei was in no mood to appreciate it. She couldn't wait for the night to come as soon as possible. She wanted to stand under the moonlight and gain the true power of a werewolf.
The night has finally come...
When the bloody full moon rose, Bai Youwei immediately felt the difference in her body, every blood vessel was like a surging river! Crash in her body!
She raised her head and roared almost uncontrollably.
Muscles and bones of the hands are violent! Give birth to thick wolf fur! The figure also began to skyrocket!
This scene is really terrifying, but Bai Youwei couldn't help but chuckle in her heart.
Because she has turned into a werewolf, it means that Hans is destined to be human tonight! It is a human being that she is slaughtered!
Her jaw was split, her mouth became longer, her fangs were exposed, her body was full of strength, and there seemed to be something in her chest, eager to vent! I want to tear everything up in front of me! Rip! Bloodthirsty thoughts flooded the whole brain, and reason became insignificant!
The plush rabbit beside her seemed to be frightened by her, standing in the corner of the wall, looking at her motionless.
Bai Youwei pushed out the door, her body completely alienated under the moonlight!
At the same time, an instruction appeared in my mind—
[The werewolf can choose a house and attack the villagers in the house. There is only one chance.]
The house where Hans was located was in front of him, and Bai Youwei walked over without thinking.
The rabbit was behind her, stopped one step at a time, and followed her hesitantly.
Under the blood moon, the village houses were covered with a layer of red light, only the nails on the door panels shone with unsightly silver-white spots.
Bai Youwei remembered the open window and turned.
There were also nails around the window, but it was much easier than breaking in through the door, and through the window she saw Hans, still holding the pot of Aconitum, sitting motionless on the edge of the bed.