dragon hunter

Chapter 59 Snake Charm
"Believe in the snake god, become a flying fairy..." Gui Zhipo knelt on the ground, ignoring the crossbow arrows stuck in her calf, and kowtowed her head continuously, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

I saw the strange scene in the room, and I was extremely vigilant, not knowing what was unusual about the feathered snake wood carving.

The ruby-like snake's eyes shone with a strange light, and as the ghost weaving woman continued to bow down, the bewitching red light became brighter and brighter.

I quickly looked away, the blood-red snake eyes are very strange, and I will hallucinate if I look at it for a long time.

Ghost Weaver seemed to have noticed me, she turned her head to look at me, showed a vicious smile, and picked up a pair of scissors from her side.

"You are all guilty, and the Snake God will punish you." Gui Zhipo laughed strangely, and drew a deep bloodstain on her face with scissors, with a frenzied light flashing in her eyes.

The bright red blood slid across the wrinkled cheeks, flowed to Ghost Weaver's chin, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

The strange scene in front of me made me take back my steps. I don't know what this old hag is doing.

"How about it, have you dealt with that ghost woman?" Fatty Wang poked out half of his head from the side, and when he saw the bloody scene in the room, he took a step back in fright.

"Sacrifice the snake god with my blood, and you will all die without a place to die." Ghost Weaver yelled frantically, piercing her chest with sharp scissors, and the splashed blood stained the feathered snake wooden carving red.

The temperature in the room suddenly dropped a few points, and there was a strong smell of blood, and the blood-stained wood carving of the Feathered Serpent, with red eyes, seemed to come alive.

A powerful aura revived on the feathered snake wood carving, that aura was so evil that people couldn't help but sink into the darkness.

"Dangerous! Don't come here, back away quickly." Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Zhen Qingyi running towards this side, and shouted anxiously.

"Believe in the snake god, become a flying fairy..." Fatty Wang's eyes were dull, and he walked into the room stiffly, muttering to himself.

"What's wrong with the fat man? Drag him back quickly." Zhen Qingyi stopped in the yard, pointed at the back of the fat man and said loudly.

I turned around and found that the fat man had already walked to the wood carving of the Feathered Snake, his knees had already been bent, and he wanted to kneel down to worship the monster snake.

"Fatty man, it's so annoying." I resisted the illusion in my mind, gritted my back molars, rushed over, and dragged the fat man out of the room.

"You cannot escape the punishment of the Snake God." Gui Zhipo lay on the ground, half of her body covered in blood, stretched out her skinny hand, and grabbed my calf.

"Fucking snake god!" I dodged the claws extending towards my calf, turned around and kicked the flying feathered snake wood carving, and woke up the fat man with a slap.

"Oh my god, why did Fatty come here?" Fatty Wang shuddered as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"Don't be silly, get out quickly." I pushed the fat man hard and didn't have time to explain to him.

"You have blasphemed the snake god, wait for death!" Ghost Weaver screamed, raised the scissors in her hand, and stabbed herself again.

Fatty Wang trembled in fright, scolded that the ghost woman was sick, and the fat elephant's legs moved like the wind, and ran out the door.

I felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room, so I turned around and ran away, intending to stay away from this ghostly place, but it was a step too late.

The feathered snake wooden sculpture fell to the ground, torn apart, and a foul smell that made people sick rushed towards me.

I accidentally took a sip, my mind was in a trance, and the scene in front of me suddenly changed.

I found myself in a cave, with no road in front of me, and a basketball court-sized pothole at my feet, densely packed with poisonous snakes.

There was a hissing sound from the depths of the cave, and two red lantern-like things suddenly lit up and moved towards this side.

Feathered Serpent!It was an indescribable gigantic snake, covered with feathers, and the two red lantern-like things were the eyes of the Feathered Serpent.

Suddenly, many transparent figures appeared beside him, each of them trembling, knelt on the ground, continuously bowing down to the Feathered Serpent.

"Believe in the snake god, become a flying fairy..." Countless voices echoed in my ears.

"It's all an illusion, it's all fake!" I shouted in my heart, stepping backwards.

The terrifying Feathered Serpent swam up to me, staring at me with red lantern-like eyes, and its evil aura made me tremble.

"Believe in me, you will have eternal life!" An indescribable idea rushed into my mind arbitrarily.

A hot current rose from the Qianlong tattoo on his back, rushing into his mind to contend with that tyrannical idea.

The feathered snake's eyes lit up, and I saw a greedy light. It stared at me as if it was looking at a peerless delicacy.

"I can't finish beheading devils, I can't finish drinking the enemy's blood!" A thunderous voice exploded in my ears.

A headless body, holding a large knife in his hand, walked up to the Feathered Snake fearlessly, raised the knife and slashed down like thunder.

The hands and feet of the headless body looked a little uncoordinated, as if they were attached to the body after being separated.

"I'm not awake yet!" A clap of thunder rang in my ears.

I woke up suddenly, and found that I was still in the room, not far away lay the corpse of Ghost Weaver, the torn wood carving of Feathered Serpent, completely devoid of breath, looked like a broken ordinary wood carving.

"It's so dangerous, if it wasn't for the blessing of the heroic soul in He Zhong, I would have fallen this time." I took a long breath, with lingering fear in my heart.

"Why are you in a daze, hurry up, someone is coming." Fatty Wang ran like a gust of wind, dragged me and ran out.

"Did you see anything just now?" I asked Fatty Wang while running outside.

"Look at the yarn, I saw you standing there in a daze." Fatty Wang ran panting, ignorant of the thrilling scene just now.

"Bang Dang! Bang Dang!" A thin figure smashed the brass lock hanging on the door of the side room with a hammer. It was the thief.

"My brother is in the house, please help me." The little thief looked at us with pleading eyes with an anxious expression on his face.

I heard noisy human voices in the distance, without saying a word, I rushed over and kicked the closed door open.

A foul smell rushed over, and there were a few thin figures squatting in the room, curled up one by one, staring out the door in horror.

"My God, it's too cruel, those children's necks are all chained up." Zhen Qingyi exclaimed.

Only then did I notice that there was a thin iron chain around the necks of several thin figures in the room, and they were locked in the room like puppies.

"Where's the key? Find it quickly." I ran over and tried, but couldn't untie the chain.

The thief ran into Ghost Weaving Po's room without saying a word, and then ran out quickly, holding a bunch of keys in his hand, and quickly untied the locked chains with his hands and feet.

"They all wear silk scarves." Fatty Wang held up a flashlight to illuminate this side.

Those children, the older one was more than ten years old, and the younger one was only five or six years old, all of them were slow to respond, skinny and skinny, and each child had a brightly colored silk scarf tied on his arm.

That conscientious ghost weaving woman didn't even let the child go. I quickly removed the silk scarf from the child's arm and signaled the fat man to come and help.

"Brother, are you alright? My sister is here to save you." The thief cried while hugging a five or six-year-old child.

"There are a lot of people coming over there, let's leave first." I held a child in one hand and shouted back to the thief.

"I know a path, follow me." The little thief hugged his younger brother and ran out of the yard nimbly.

The ghost slaves outside were lying on the ground in disorder, and paper cranes folded from yellow talisman paper were scattered on the ground, and the noisy human voices were getting closer and closer.

We followed the little thief around and around, and came to a dilapidated small courtyard, which seemed to be the little thief's home.

"What about these children?" Zhen Qingyi took the two children by the hand, not knowing how to deal with these poor little guys.

"I know where their home is, and I will send them back, thank you." The little thief gave us a fistful fist like a little adult.

"Are there no adults in your family?" I was a little worried, after all, the other party was only a half-grown boy, and I wondered if I could take good care of these children.

"I am the adult of this family." The little thief skillfully brought the children into the house and settled them down, without looking back.

Zhen Qingyi bit her lip, asked the thief for a pen and paper, left her contact information, opened her wallet, took out all the money, and handed it to the other party, "If you encounter any trouble, please remember to contact us."

The thief took the note, but returned the money, and smiled confidently, "Although I am poor, I never worry about money."

Farewell to the little thief, we went back to the hotel, I knocked on the door of Ghost Tan Xu's room, but there was no response, the other party hadn't come back yet.

"Hey, there is a text message on my phone." Fatty Wang only had time to pay attention to the phone at this time.

"It was sent by Ghost Detective Xu." Fatty Wang opened the text message and read, "Be careful, Majia Ghost Village!"

"No more?" I looked puzzled, not knowing what the other party meant.

"With just these few words, he won't be in danger, right?" Fatty Wang flipped through his phone, indicating that Ghost Detective Xu just sent these few words.

"He is very skilled. The situation is unknown now, so let's wait." I frowned and thought about it, and decided to let this matter go.

"I'm exhausted, let's go to bed early." Zhen Qingyi yawned and walked to his room.

It was already the middle of the night. After walking on the edge of life and death, everyone was very tired and went back to each room.

At night, I slept a little restlessly, drowsy, and had a strange dream. In the dream, I was holding a large knife, chopping and killing, the surrounding figures were a little hazy, and the sound of artillery fire was deafening.

I just dreamed that a bayonet was stabbing my chest, and the rapid knock on the door woke me up from the dream.

"I bought it early, get up and eat it while it's hot." Fatty Wang's voice sounded outside the door.

"This fat man is very energetic." I muttered, my eyes widened, and I got up to wash up.

"Li Xiaolei called early in the morning and asked us to come over. Hurry up and help Fatty see how his luck is going." As soon as he opened the door, he saw Fatty Wang's wretched smile.

"Look at your conduct!" I snatched the bun from the opponent's hand and stuffed it into my mouth.

"Your sister, I haven't eaten yet." Fatty Wang quit and reached out to snatch it.

(End of this chapter)