Xuanmen boss in the horror game card BUG

Chapter 70 The Masked Man

Drive to the inner tunnel, and the water area widens after swimming out of the tunnel.

Yan Lan moved upwards quickly, did not open her mouth in a hurry after surfacing, opened her eyes to make sure the surroundings were safe, and then began to adjust her breathing.

This is a huge cave, and a few meters ahead is the river bank.

An oil lamp is placed on the stone wall, burning peacefully, dimly illuminating the inner tank in the most central depression.

It seems that there is still something enshrined.

Yan Lan went ashore, brushed her wet hair, and shook off the water from her palm.

On the inner tank is a long black wooden box the size of a palm, carved with strange patterns, and even the grooves are carved with patterns of flowers and plants.

There is also a lock on the black wooden box.

"silvery."

Yan Lan flicked the small silver lock, reached out and grabbed it, wanting to break off the lock directly.

Out of the corner of the eye, a black shadow suddenly flashed by, at an extremely fast speed, it took the wooden box in Yan Lan's hand!
Yan Lan's eyes were sharp and her hands quickly reached out to block, and the Tai Chi Peng Jin was pushed out, knocking back the attacker half a step!

"Everything is done on a first-come, first-served basis. It would be impolite to grab it directly."

Yan Lan withdrew her hand and raised her eyes to look at the attacker.

The other party was wearing old clothes stained with red soil, which were of the Miao nationality. He was about 1.8 meters tall and looked like a man.

Wearing a black face hood on his face, only two spots of red are dotted around his eyes.

Laundry dry.

"There is no water, so there is a secret passage inside?"

Yan Lan raised her eyebrows.

Without saying a word, the masked man stepped forward and took the wooden box straight!
Yan Lan walked obliquely, hooked left and right, blocked the opponent's scramble with a single whip, and hit her face with her right hand, and Nege, the masked plowman, deflected her force.

Wing Chun?

Yan Lan recognized the move instantly.

The two passed sideways, Yan Lan hit back with her left hand, and was blocked by the opponent's lower palm, she loosened the fingers of her right hand and threw the wooden box into her trouser pocket.

The two sides turned around at the same time after half a step away!
Yan Lan took a step forward to press down on her body and slid down the moment the opponent raised her arm to block. With the help of Taiji punching force, she led in and missed, bypassed the opponent's arm and pierced her palm to attack the lower position. Her hands were not tied up, and she used her waist to drive her hands to attack.

The masked man tied his hands to block, Wing Chun punched Qiangtu to break through Yan Lan's defense, Yan Lan pushed his hands, moved his palm on the attacking arm, and used sticky strength to release his strength.

Almost every palm sticks to the strong point of Wing Chun's swinging hands.

Yan Lan seized the right timing, suddenly changed the situation, and slapped the opponent away with two palms, watching the masked man be knocked back a few steps!

"Introduction fails and then comes out, sticking to sticking to follow without losing the top, these few moves are the essence of Tai Chi."

Yan Lan smiled, took out the wooden box from her pocket and shook it: "Even if you keep beating, you won't be able to take this thing away."

The masked man couldn't see his expression, he seemed to stare at Yan Lan for a few seconds, then turned around and jumped into the water.

Yan Lan did not chase.

"Although I used Wing Chun, but I didn't use the ultimate move... Are there any villagers in Donghua Village who know Wing Chun? It's almost as good as just throwing Gu insects at me."

Thinking about it, Yan Lan directly broke the lock on the wooden box and forcibly opened the wooden box.

The contents inside were wrapped in a red cloth, and Yan Lan's pupils shrank as soon as he took it apart——

It is an extremely complete snake skin.

The snake's head bites its tail to form a ring, with a layer of white scales on the outside and dark black scales on the inside.

"Interesting."

Yan Lan didn't act rashly, and laughed softly, "You said that I just entered the game and just returned to the circle, and I didn't even show my face, and all this mess is stuck on me."

The shadow behind her fluctuated for a moment like a disturbed water surface, and a few squirming tentacles protruded, and the ravings in the auditory hallucinations were mixed.

【Those who lie to you will be killed, those who dare to play tricks on you will be killed, and their hearts and brains will be gnawed off...】

[I'd rather kill by mistake than let it go, let's do it, I'm so hungry, and you're hungry too, you have to bear my double pain, how can that little thing suppress the side effects...]

【You can't always support me on your own, you have to think about it, baby...】

These words all sounded at the same time, from different voices, vying to be stuffed into the ears and filled into the brain.

Just tore the brain apart.

"enough."

Yan Lan buttoned the box, with a soft "click" sound accompanied by a calm and indifferent command sentence.

The ever-extending tentacles stopped, quickly retracted into the shadow, and fell silent.

It shouldn't be, when I became crazy last night, I forgot to care about this thing, as long as I let it out once, it can't be closed.

Yan Lan hit her head lightly with the box, thinking with a headache:

Almost always watching the timing, wanting to switch from the shadow to the body... Forget it, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth.

Yan Lan put away the box and checked the surrounding walls, but found no other entrances at all.

She thought about jumping into the water, and then returned the same way.

……

"Oh, it's so cold."

Yan Lan emerged from the mouth of the pool, and couldn't help shivering.

It's still early February, and it's in the mountains, and the pool of water comes down from the ground, and it's freezing to death.

"Liang, why don't you come up quickly?" Tu Yu urged, reaching out to pull Yan Lan up, "Here, put on some clothes."

"Thank you," Yan Lan waved her hand to refuse, "I can't wear children's clothes, give me the coat."

"..."

Tu Yu threw the clothes on her body and said angrily:
"No matter how wet your clothes are, can you still wear them tomorrow? And your coat is close-fitting, and this is my school uniform!"

The school uniform of ordinary middle school students.

That line.

"It can cover two of me."

Yan Lan went in, shook the wide sleeves of her school uniform, and clicked her tongue lightly.

"It's similar to my Taoist robe, even I haven't worn it for a long time."

"We middle school students are almost the same as your ascetic Taoist priests. We just read scriptures and learn Taoism, and we study and study."

Tu Yu looked at the small wooden box in her hand, "What's down there, what did you get?"

"Snake slough." Yan Lan threw something to her.

If Yanlan wanted to hide the clues privately, she could put them in her backpack.

Tu Yu didn't touch it, just looked at it, "This skin looks like a little white snake, but it's a bit big... his mother's?"

"Perhaps." Yan Lan did not refute.

"I don't have a clue either." Xuan Mingfeng shook his head and returned the wooden box, "I may not know as much about Donghua Village as you do, and I'm mainly here to investigate the matter of Baimao."

"Okay then," Yan Lan threw the wooden box into her backpack, "Let's go to the village to have a look."

"Let's go to the village later, we also found something."

Tuyu led Yanlan to the highest point of the three hills of Yan, which is also the highest point of the entire Donghua Village.

"Look at this."

Tu Yu stopped and squatted down, turning over the piled stones, exposing the corroded steel bars.

"Foundation?" Yan Lan touched the rust on the steel bar, "A signal tower is to be built at such a high place?"

Xuan Mingfeng nodded: "Yes, and according to the air humidity in this area and the degree of rust of the steel bars, it has been here for at least seven or eight years."

Seven or eight years...

Yan Lan frowned.

That's wrong, these times don't match up at all.

(End of this chapter)