dragon hunter

Chapter 22 The Cellar
Taking advantage of the woman not paying attention, I hung the blood-stained black robe outside the bamboo window of the other party, and then sneaked into my room.

To come and not to go is indecent.The girl next door slapped me repeatedly, and I seized the opportunity to go back and smack her too.

Before he had time to catch his breath, there was a loud knock on the door, and a vicious voice shouted to open the door.

I walked over to open the door, and found that a group of people had gathered in the yard outside. They were dressed like villagers from here, and their eyes were fierce, not kind.

Fatty Wang had a bitter face, surrounded by a group of villagers with shotguns on their backs and shovels in their hands. There were a few people standing beside him, each with a sad face, probably also tenants here.

"Don't want to cause trouble, go to the middle of the yard and stand obediently." The guy who spoke was a bald man with triangular eyes, a face covered with flesh, and a black mark on the left side, covering most of his face.

As soon as the other party opened his mouth, I smelled a rotten smell like rotten wood, and looked at the other party's face carefully, feeling a little awe-inspiring in my heart.

The black patch on the bald man's triangular-eyed face is not a birthmark, but the necrosis of the skin caused by his long-term dealings with carrion corpses underground and his face invaded by corpse aura.

The guy in front of him is a tomb robber, and he should be a key member of the front line.

I walked up to Fatty Wang obediently, passing by the nearby villagers, and a strong smell of earth came over my face.

Luoyang Village lives up to its reputation, and the group of villagers surrounding us are all a bunch of tomb robbers.

"It's really unlucky, I was still dreaming in the middle of the night, and I encountered such a bad thing." Fatty Wang complained with a bitter face.

I ignored the fat man beside me, and stared at the door of Li Xiaolei's room expectantly. The moment I opened the door just now, several villagers rushed into the room and searched here and there.

Wearing a beige windbreaker, Li Xiaolei came out with a complaining expression on her face. Her white and tender legs were exposed, which immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The bald head with triangular eyes looks like a pervert at first glance, and the eyeballs can't wait to get into the opponent's windbreaker to take a closer look.

"What's the matter, no one is allowed to sleep at night?" Li Xiaolei asked delicately.

"Do some small things, don't be afraid, beauty, I will sleep with you later." The bald man with triangular eyes winked and took advantage of his words.

"I hate it!" Li Xiaolei ignored the laughter around her, stepped on her high heels and walked to me, and put her arm around my arm, "My boyfriend is still here."

"Your sister, I knew this bitch was full of bad things." I was a little too slow to react, and I was tricked by this sinister bitch.

Looking at the very unfriendly eyes around me, I remained calm, stretched out my left hand, lowered my thumb, and shook the other's hand hanging in my arm. I knew where this girl's weakness was.

This method called "cutting the pulse" came from a senior in the Xiangmen, and it was specifically aimed at witches and gods.

Li Xiaolei withdrew her hand like an electric shock, she achieved her goal, and walked towards the gate of the courtyard with a careless look.

Not long after, several villagers rushed out of Li Xiaolei's room, one of them held a blood-stained black robe in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Stop her, Sister Yu was dazzled by her, so she stuffed it under the bed, and the black robe is also hung up!" Outside her window."

The villagers standing around chatting and beating farts looked serious and surrounded Li Xiaolei.

Li Xiaolei's pretty face changed, and she reached out and took out a silver-white iron cylinder, twisted it behind her hand, and scattered a handful of thin needles as numerous as a cow's hair towards the surroundings.

The few villagers walking in the front let out a scream, covered their faces with their hands, and rolled around on the ground.

There were also a few thin needles flying from my side. Fortunately, I was always on guard against that woman, and immediately hid behind the pillars in the corridor.

Fatty Wang, who usually walks a few more steps and is out of breath, is now as nimble as a civet cat, and has also avoided a few remaining flying needles.

The guy with gold-rimmed glasses next to him was not so lucky. He screamed and was shot in the cheek by a thin needle.

I watched helplessly as the face in the gold-rimmed glasses swelled rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It's so poisonous." I saw that half of the other party's face was bruised, and I sighed in my heart.

Li Xiaolei's figure was as nimble as a flying swallow. Taking advantage of the chaos, she threw off her high-heeled shoes, barefoot, and ran out of the courtyard door in two or three steps, disappearing into the night.

"Bang!" The bald man with triangle eyes took a shotgun and shot it in the direction where Li Xiaolei disappeared.

There was a muffled groan in the distance, and the insidious girl seemed to be hurt.

I winked at Fatty Wang, and while no one was paying attention, I ran into the room, planning to escape by jumping out the window.

"Wherever you run, stay here." A thin, exasperated voice shouted.

A strong wind blew up on the flat ground, and a thick fog rose all around, and distorted faces loomed in the fog.

"Wu Luo Fan Smoke Bureau!" I exclaimed in a low voice.

If you can not rely on external objects, use yourself as the core formation eye, and generate momentum out of thin air, the opponent has at least reached the level of a master of Xiangmen.

The Feng Shui evil master showed up?The situation was not good, so I took out my mobile phone and sent "999" to my second uncle, hoping that the other party would understand.

The strong wind swept through the thick fog, and as soon as I sent a text message, I was wrapped in black smoke and lost consciousness. The last thought was, "That Fengshui evil master is so strong!"

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying on the damp soil, surrounded by darkness, with a gloomy musty smell in my nostrils.

"Fatty Master fell down this time!" Fatty Wang sighed in his ears.

"Deutsche, where is this?" A foreign accent came from the other side.

"Who is there? Talk to me." The one who spoke had a similar accent to the one just now, and the two should be in the same group.

Immediately, two tall and thin figures appeared in my mind, dressed in rustic clothes and carrying a denim bag, which I had seen in the yard before.

"It hurts! My face hurts!" A painful moan came from my left side.

"This seems to be a cellar." My eyes have adapted to the darkness, and I can see the surrounding situation a little bit.

"Fatty Master didn't provoke anyone, so why have he been involved in some bad things recently?" Fatty Wang muttered.

Well, except for Li Xiaolei who ran away, the few tenants living in the yard were taken over by the pot.

I lamented in my heart that the fleeting time is unlucky, and the planned "Infernal Affairs" seems to be going to become "Escape Room", what a bad luck!

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps overhead, and the few unlucky ghosts who were complaining immediately fell silent.

"Damn, I've searched all over the place, and there's no fart. Have you searched those guys?" I'm familiar with this voice, it's the bald man with triangular eyes.

"I searched, but I found nothing. Was it caught by that bitch who ran away?" The voice was flattering.

"Mr. Yin has spoken. If you can't get your things back, please don't have a hard time." The bald man with triangular eyes said angrily.

As soon as the voice fell, a cover on the top was lifted, and a beam of flashlight came in. The bald man with triangular eyes squatted at the exit, looking at it unkindly.

After a while, the cover was put down again, and there was a jingle of iron chains.

"Ma San'er, you stay here tonight." After the bald man with triangular eyes finished speaking, the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away.

The guy named Ma San'er was humming a little tune, bang bang bang bang bang bang, he didn't know what he was doing up there, and the cellar was completely silent.

"The mandrill is in the abandoned water tank, so it shouldn't be hard to find?" I wondered in my heart, did the thing wake up and run away?
Just thinking about the mandrill, I felt a pain in my chest, and I remembered that I was slapped by that thing.

I stretched my hand in to explore it, and it hurt when I pressed it a little. After I touched it, my face changed, and I reconfirmed it with some disbelief.

I pulled out my hand, my face was a little pale, I don't know how the mandrill did it, it actually put something under the flesh of my chest, square and square, I don't know what it is.

In my body, something was inexplicably put into it, and anyone who changed it would feel flustered.

But now I'm locked in the cellar, and I can't check what it is, let alone get it out.

"Glasses, look at your clothes, you are the patron, right?" You spoke in a foreign language, and suddenly asked.

"Yeah, every time I came here before, that bald man would smile all over his face. I don't know why he turned his face and refused to recognize him this time." Golden Glasses replied with a painful hum.

I was a little baffled and couldn't understand what they were saying.

"The outsiders in Luoyang Village are generally divided into three types: money owners, shopkeepers, and mountain customers." Fatty Wang came over and explained in a low voice, "Money owners, most of them have an auction house background, and they are stupid and rich. Shopkeepers, that's me." Kind of retail investors, selling antiques to make a difference. Shanke refers to the local masters of the Dan Gang, who use the favorable location to ship goods."

I immediately understood that those two foreign accents were probably the tomb robbers who came here to ship goods, that is, the mountain guest in Fatty Wang's mouth.

"The situation is not good, everyone unite and find a chance to escape." It was Shan Keyi who spoke.

"This is an old-fashioned cellar. The top is supported by wooden boards. The soil is relatively soft. If we have tools, we can dig it out." Shan Kejia touched the surrounding wooden pillars, and then dug a piece of soil on the wall.

"There seems to be a piece of rusted iron over there." I found that my eyesight was much better than before.

"Take it here quickly and see if it can be used." Shan Keyi's tone was a little excited.

Because there were people guarding above, we all lowered our voices to communicate.

I went to pick up the piece of rusted iron and found it was a broken shovel. I tried it and it was pretty solid except for the rust.

"It should work, but it's a bit small." I handed the rusted iron piece to Shan Kejia, and the other party who made the hole was a professional.

Shan Kejia weighed the rusted iron piece with his hands, looked excited, and said in a low voice: "I saw it just now, digging from the top at an angle, and with division of labor and cooperation, it can be dug out in a day or two."

"First remove a piece of wood on the top, keep your voice down, and don't disturb the top." Shan Ke Yi skillfully inspected the structure of the wood.

Seeing the hope of getting out of trouble, everyone looked a lot more excited, and they were all gearing up.

"Don't worry, calculate the position first, don't dig the opponent's nose." Shan Kejia said with experience.

I don't know why, but I suddenly had a cold feeling, as if something was spying on us from the dark.

Thinking of the unfathomable ability of the Feng Shui evil master, I feel a little worried, the other party won't find out, right?

(End of this chapter)