The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 180
Barbara didn't want anyone to watch while eating, and Ian's stubbornness made her today's plan come to nothing.

She looked at the thorny bushes, and decided to pretend to pick berries for a while and then go back. This place is very close to the town, and the good fruits have been picked long ago, and there is nothing among the branches and leaves.

Out of boredom, they started chatting.

Their last communication was not long, and they were still strangers to each other, but they quickly chatted happily.

Barbara learned a lot from her time with Creighton, but in short, less talking and more listening.She was not so smart before, but since her body cooled down, she has become more and more alert, and she can learn everything well.

During the communication, she quickly realized that Ian was not as threatening as he appeared on the surface.

He is silly.

But Barbara liked the silly boy.

Don't get me wrong, she wasn't looking for a lover, but Ian's demeanor was very similar to one of her relatives, which gave her a sense of intimacy.

Ian was happily explaining the principles of firing different muskets when he suddenly saw the half-squatting woman in front of him laughing.

He stopped his current explanation and asked her inexplicably: "You like flintlocks very much?" They were talking about flintlocks.

The female vampire shook her head and smiled even brighter.

"No, I just thought of my brother when I saw you. You really have many similarities with him."

When mentioning his family, Ian was suddenly taken aback, but he was a little curious.

"Ma'am, what kind of man is your brother?"

Barbara was half-kneeling by the bush, her right elbow was resting on her knee, her forearm was hanging down naturally, only her middle finger was hooking the basket, preventing the bottom from touching the ground, her face was full of nostalgia.

"He's the most handsome boy in town, but he doesn't know how to express his feelings very well, he's occasionally stubborn, and he has some little problems like forgetfulness. Before that, he suddenly drowned in the middle of the river because he forgot how to swim, that was the third time he went into the water."

Speaking of this, her tone became brisk again: "So we bought him a tombstone with the tuition fee. It is really a beautiful tombstone with many words engraved on it."

Ian wiped his face, not knowing what to say.

He sincerely wishes he and the lady's brother had less in common.

what--

A strange but familiar sound of surprise sounded from behind the bushes, and Ian jumped up immediately, quickly crossed his hands in the pile of weapons on his chest, held two flintlock guns in his hands, and looked around vigilantly with.

However, no enemies appeared, it was just birds chirping.

Another group of crows flew up from the nearby forest, and the few black broken feathers that shook off were blown to them by the wind.

Ian didn't relax, he held the musket in both hands, and slowly moved towards the direction where the crow flew.

Barbara picked up a crow feather behind his back. The black feather was stained with grease and blood, but if you didn't pay attention to it, you could easily ignore them because of the inclusive black background.

The female vampire stared at the feather, twitching her fingers so that it twirled around her fingertips, and then stuffed it into her mouth to suck.

The mixed blood on the feather rolled on the tip of her tongue, and she realized that the owner of this blood was dying at Creighton's hand-she had smelled this smell on Creighton.

But it's not right, it's in the wrong place.

The place where the crow flew was completely different from where Julius had told her.

Did someone move the body?Or is it just a coincidence that the crows came from eating elsewhere?
Barbara couldn't figure it out, and she didn't think Julius was going to lie to herself about it, but anyway, she couldn't let Ian go any further.

A gust of wind blew up behind the young detective, and the female vampire's hand rested on his shoulder without a sound. This sudden touch made Ian tremble in shock, and he pulled away from his vigilant state.

"I'm a little scared, let's go back early." He heard Barbara say in his ear.The voice was deep and delicate, making one naturally calm down and listen to her words.

Ian hesitated, but he didn't forget what he was here for.

Even if a monster was close at hand, he had to get Lady Barbara back to safety first.

"Of course, ma'am, we'll be right back."

He held the gun and stared ahead, stepping back a little bit, until he felt safe enough to turn around, and then he was startled by Barbara who was close at hand, and took several steps back abruptly, almost standing back In the position just now.

"Ma'am, why are you so close to me?!"

Ian dared to swear that the distance between Barbara and himself just now was as close as the distance between raindrops and skin on a rainy day, but he didn't notice it!

"Sorry, I just didn't expect you to back away all the time. I just followed your actions just now." The female vampire said to the ignorant young man.

She used excuses to conceal her true thoughts, then turned her head away, her tongue couldn't help brushing her lips, but then she bit her fangs fiercely, so as to wake herself up with the pain of piercing flesh.

Ian was a decent lad, but his neck wasn't.

When his back was turned to Barbara, that damned neck had been seducing her shamefully.

The blood of the werewolf had been digested by her a long time ago. She was still on an empty stomach today. She wanted to eat something, but was disturbed by Ian's kindness. Now she was hungry, but she was a little closer. The sound of the blood rushing away hooked her soul.

After retreating to the position just now, Ian looked back nervously, so he didn't notice her strangeness.

What happened afterwards exceeded their expectations. They wanted to go back the same way, but found that even this simplest wish could not be realized.

In the past few years, in order to take care of her children, Barbara has lived in Sasha City for many years and has not returned to her hometown for a long time. She is not familiar with the surrounding environment of Rewo. I pretended to be picking berries, and went around for a while, and now I don't know how to get back.

As for Ian, it's simple. This young man is forgetful, and he can't remember the way even after looking at the map.

After going through a familiar intersection several times, they finally couldn't pretend they were getting closer to town.

Ian suggested calling to find his companions, and Barbara agreed.

As long as the other detectives can hear them, they can be brought out of the dead end.

The young detective took a deep breath and was about to shout loudly, but he just heard someone calling his name in the distance.

"Ian Lazarus—"

The person calling the name knows that distance can obscure the sound, so adding his last name when shouting, most of the syllables overlap will reduce the chance of mistake.

Ian happily took off his hat, pointed to the direction of the voice and said to Barbara: "Madam, my companion called me first, let's go there together."

If Ian came to find his behavior and was recognized by others, what are they going to ask him to go back to now?

Barbara didn't want to go there, she thought those people must be in trouble, but she had no reason to refuse Ian.

"I'd love to," she replied reluctantly.

They quickly rushed to the location where the shouts came from. "Farmer" Kit was standing there, guarding the surroundings with a gun in his hand. He relaxed a little after seeing them, but he did not put away his gun.

Ian took a few steps closer and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Kit glanced at Barbara, dragged Ian back a few steps before asking, "Have you been with this lady all this time?"

The way he looked at Barbara at this moment was no longer as soft as before.

Ian didn't understand what he meant, but he still gave an affirmative reply: "Yes, after we parted, I found her very quickly, and we have been walking together since then. She never had a chance to leave my sight, and we didn't touch her. Seeing other abnormal phenomena, why, did you find anything?"

Kit raised his hand and wiped his lips. Although it had been a long time since the incident, there was still a trace of coldness and stickiness on his beard.

The terrifying scene flashed before his eyes from time to time, and the smell of blood still seemed to linger at the tip of his nose.

He knew it was a hallucination, but he couldn't help it.

"We found a... special corpse in the woods. Ace thought you might be in danger, so let me call you back. Now he and Robin Hood are still checking the corpse. You can go and see it too, but do it well. Get ready, I almost threw up when I just saw it."

Kit's voice was a little dry, and he turned around, stepping over a low growth bush into the forest.

Ian turned to look at Barbara, a little embarrassed.

That sounds like a horrible scene, and maybe the lady shouldn't be there to witness it, but leaving her here alone is out of the question.

"I'll go with you," Barbara offered.She also wanted to see what was going on.

They followed Kit for a few minutes, and saw 'Rabbit' Ace and 'Idleman' Robin Hood standing around a big tree, with smoke swirling in front of their faces.

A dead body was tied to a tree.

It may be inappropriate to say that it is "one", at least this one has been separated, and it has been divided into two halves.

The male body was tied to a tree, as if it were the result of an ancient penal practice.

Fear froze on his remains, his mouth was open, his eyeballs disappeared, and three empty black holes deepened the terrifying atmosphere,

Under his head, more than a dozen thin curved iron bars penetrated through the flesh, "sewing" the two split bodies together.

The workmanship was not exquisite, the left and right sides of the body did not fit together as before, but there was a certain dislocation, and the internal organs leaked out like the cotton wool of a doll. The crows helped tidy up, but the body was still in pieces Look, the skin in many places is damaged, revealing the dark red flesh and blood underneath.

The most eye-catching thing was the chest of the corpse, where a round sheet of metal was inserted horizontally. Its width was wider than the dead man's shoulders.

Ian retched.

Barbara turned her head away, resisting the temptation from deep in her blood.

Ace took a deep puff of the cigarette, spit the smoke into his palm with his backhand, and covered his nose, squeezing his tight nerves.

Robin Hood threw the cigarette butt that was still burning on the ground and stomped it out.He turned around after hearing Ian's voice, showing an extremely unlucky expression: "I don't know if the werewolf rumors that the locals say are true or not, but anyway, this thing should not be something that ordinary people can make."

(End of this chapter)