The killer of the cold princess is not too cold

a month later...

On the Taihang Mountain, it is orange-red, and the traces left by the fire cloud still cover the majestic mountains.

On the rugged mountain road, the figure of a young man was running.From a distance, it looks like a mountain family came back from chopping firewood. The man was bare-armed. In the late autumn, he was only wearing an old and simple cloth vest. His dark neck and wheat-colored strong arms showed that he had been exposed to the scorching sun for a long time. Exposure to the sun, if an ordinary person walks in this gloomy and cold mountain, even if he puts on a winter mink fur coat, he will feel extremely cold.This man was probably used to the harsh cold air in the mountains, and he was carrying two bundles of freshly cut firewood on his back. His forehead and behind his ears were already dripping with sweat due to exercise.

"Brother woodcutter, please stay!"

The two men in brocade silk and satin who followed him seemed to be following him all the way. The two of them ran at each other to speed up their pace, and finally stopped the man who was walking forward.

The young man didn't even raise his head, and continued to rush back to the place at his usual pace. When he passed by two men, he didn't even move his eyelids, just pretending that the person blocking the way didn't exist.

"Brother woodcutter, please stay a little longer. My brothers and I are only asking you about a few people, and there is no malice." Seeing that the young man was about to leave, the two men quickly spread their arms out and blocked the man's way again.

They wandered around the mountain for several hours before they finally saw the woodcutter. If they let this chance pass, they might not be able to pay the job for a year or so.

"..." The young man didn't speak, but stopped and put down the firewood on his shoulders.

"Uh, um, Brother Woodcutter, have you ever seen these people in this mountain?" Seeing the opportunity, the two quickly took out the portraits in their arms, spread them out carefully, and placed them in front of the young man.

"..." The young man remained silent, but raised his head.

After the two saw that face, they took three steps back in fright, not daring to say a word.

What a frightful face it was!

A scar stretched obliquely from the forehead to the chin, just separating the two eyes. In addition, the wound had not healed, and the oozing blood mixed with sweat permeated between the two eyes, like a lively regional villain. Ghost, why don't the two of them back away in fear.

In fact, the most vicious thing is not the terrifying face, but the eyes.

The moment those eyes were raised again, they looked at the two of them left and right, the cold eyes seemed to warn them, if you talk too much, you will die without a whole body, and the instant chill in those eyes told them to stop. He didn't have the courage to press on, so he could only helplessly give way to others, and obediently watched him walk away.

They must have met a ghost!

I have heard that there are often ghosts and ghosts in the depths of Taihang Mountain. I thought it was absurd, but today it is a ghost!

The two chased after each other, and fled back down the mountain along the same route, swearing that they would not enter the mountain even if the other party paid ten times the salary.

The young man saw the figures of the two disappear in the thick autumn atmosphere, and then he flashed out from behind a maple tree.

It seems that this Taihang Mountain is not a safe place.Brother Huang's people have already found here, although these two idiots retreated today, but the next desperate slayer will come again. On such a day, he never wants to ask again, and it is better to go.