The invincible wife of Fenglin City

Chapter 370 Story (1)
Xiao Zhuang's face was extremely pale, his body was trembling, and he was muttering in a low voice, not sure if he was praying or something else.

There were about a dozen people in this group. After hearing the sound, everyone got up one after another, lit torches and headed towards the direction of the sound. Xing Jiajia and An An were no exception.

There are many trails in the mountains, and a group of people searched carefully, but only found a puddle of urine that was still emitting heat, and the surrounding vegetation showed signs of being crushed, but nothing else was found.

So weird!
"Who is the missing person?" Some people in the crowd looked at each other and asked each other about the missing person. Some were glad it wasn't themselves, and some were worried that they might be the next one to disappear.

An An glanced at it casually. He had a very good memory, and he understood it after only one turn: "At noon, someone said that following Xiaozhuang would encounter ghosts, and he was the one who disappeared."

Having said that, everyone remembered that it was the one who looked tall and thin.

How could it suddenly disappear?

Why did he yell a ghost before disappearing? Could it be that he really encountered a ghost?
In such a barren mountain and wild place, encountering ghosts is really more ominous than good luck.

"What to do, I don't know where to look for it." Someone pointed at this place with sharp eyes, "There are mountains on three sides, there is no way out, there is only one way we just came, and the person suddenly disappeared, where did that person go? "

"Could it be that the ghost really took it away?" Someone in the crowd asked.

The burly man was also among them, and his eyes were not looking for anything, but directly fell on Xiao Zhuang who was hiding at the back.

Following his gaze, everyone turned their attention to Xiaozhuang.

"You, is that you!" Someone pointed at Xiao Zhuang and asked angrily.

"It must be you! It's you who summoned the evil spirits again, right?" Someone suddenly realized and chased after Xiao Zhuang, "How many people do you want to kill before you give up?"

Xing Jiajia and An An looked at each other, and went forward, An An said: "The most urgent thing is to find the missing person, not to pursue responsibility here."

After hearing An'an's words, everyone couldn't contain the anger in their hearts anymore, and reprimanded: "Look, how to find? People captured by the evil spirits have only a dead end, and if they are found, they will be nothing more than corpses!"

"There is no evidence." An An said succinctly.

"Heh, I know you are in the same group!" Another person said in a strange way, "Naturally help him speak, be careful that you will be the next one to disappear and be killed by ghosts!"

"That's right, he used these small favors to buy everyone, isn't it just to fend off evil spirits for him? We don't care about those foods!"

The air suddenly froze.

"Wait, An An, did you smell it? There's a strange smell here—" Xing Jiajia frowned, pulled An An, and asked.

After being told by Xing Jiajia, everyone sniffed vigorously, smelling everywhere.

"It seems to be—the smell of blood?" Someone sniffed the air, "It seems to have fallen from above?"

above?

This is halfway up the mountain. Although there is no other road beside it, there is a cliff above the head.

Looking up at the cliff, Xing Jiajia and An An took a breath - isn't the pale face hanging on the cliff the one who disappeared before?
"what--"

The dark night, the pale face, the expressionless expression, and the bleeding lips all told the horrible experience he had just experienced!

death.

With such a silent face, one could tell that he was dead at a glance. The too distorted expression and the absence of a stiff face showed that he died extremely fast, and within a short time, there was no possibility of him even calling for help.

Almost everyone's back felt cold, and they stared blankly at the dead man, their bodies stiffened.

"Bang!" Caught off guard, this corpse fell from the cliff and hit the ground hard, scaring away many people.

The burly man looked solemn, and looked up at the cliff again, but found nothing unusual.He looked down and saw that Xing Jiajia had squatted down and began to look at the dead body.

An An frowned, and made a hand aside: "The body of the deceased is still soft and warm. It can be inferred that the time of death was not long, but—"

The body of the deceased was extremely pale, and the blue blood vessels were exposed but shriveled, as if there was not a single drop of blood.

"The deceased's weight was very light, and it was obvious from the moment he fell to the ground. According to his body shape, he should not have landed like this. Moreover, there were no major wounds on his body, only a wound on his neck. He should have been sucked dry of blood and died. Yes." After Xing Jiajia's simple analysis, he looked at An An, "What do you think?"

An An calmed down: "It's not like ordinary people."

"Oh?" Xing Jiajia raised an eyebrow.

"That goes without saying, it must be a ghost! Who would a normal person suck blood? It's just too scary! I said that after a person disappears, he must be dead. Do you think it has come true?" .

"It must be him, it must have been brought by him—" Another person pointed at Xiao Zhuang at the back, his eyes tearing apart.

An An was a little displeased. This group of people always blamed Xiao Zhuang, saying that he brought the ghost, but what about the evidence?
Seeing that Xiao Zhuang's face became more and more ugly, and his body was shaking, I don't know if it was because of sadness or fear.

"We don't want to stay here anymore!" Someone finally couldn't suppress the fear of death, staggered back, looked at the mountain gate at the top of the mountain, and repeated, not knowing whether to comfort himself or remind others, "I want to go up the mountain! It's safe!"

One person left, and others left one after another. In the blink of an eye, there were only empty corpses and a few people left.

What surprised Xing Jiajia was that the burly man just now did not leave.

"Why don't you go?" An An was surprised.

"Go? Where are you going? You still have to come back after you leave. If you kill one person, you will kill the second one, and the third one? Humph." The big man sneered.

"This person—" Xiao Zhuang gritted his teeth, walked up to Xing Jiajia and asked.

"It's really not man-made." Instantly sucking up human blood, coming and going without a trace, ordinary people can't do it, and if they are ordinary people, they won't leave a ghostly aura in the air.

Anything can be faked, but not breath.

Here, there are really ghosts.

Xing Jiajia turned her head to look at Xiao Zhuang openly, her eyes swept all over his body, without any clues. Maybe this is not very polite, but now I don't care too much - if I don't check clearly, maybe tonight Everyone will die here.

"You, you—" Xiao Zhuang was taken aback by Xing Jiajia's eyes. He didn't know why the girl who had been smiling gently all of a sudden had eyes like radar, as if she could see through all his secrets.

(End of this chapter)