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Chapter 114
In the field, there are the sounds of frogs and unknown insects.

In this extremely silent night, the traces of human activities disappeared, only the sounds of nature sounded vaguely.

The two figures walked in the dark on the path of the village, as silent as ghosts.

"Old man Huang's wife has been away for a while. They said that they are going back to their natal family, but in fact there is no such thing at all." A woman said in a low voice.

"Then what are you going to do?" another deep voice asked.

"False confession, let me scare him first!"

"..."

The windbreaker detective was a little speechless. He looked at the extremely silent rice field not far away, and under the moonlight, intertwined vines and wooden frames could be faintly seen.

In the fields in the countryside, not only rice is grown, but vegetables such as melons and fruits are also grown in some fields.

And on the field path further away, a half-human tall statue stands in the ground. In the darkness, only a vague outline can be seen, quietly watching the entire field like a scarecrow.

That thing should be the "green-faced fangs" statue made by the villagers, which is often used to take pictures of tourists.

The detective in the windbreaker watched, frowned with some discomfort, and turned his head to follow the pace of the female reporter.

The cool breeze in late spring blows across the fields, carrying the fragrance of soil and vegetation, as well as a hint of icy coolness.

The location of the old man Huang's home was already found out by the female reporters when they ran around during the day. At this time, in the night, they used the faint light of the mobile phone flashlight to carefully walk through the bungalows.

Suddenly, a strange figure flashed in a corner not far away, but no one noticed.

"cough……"

Beside the window of the bungalow, the female reporter leaned against the wall and cleared her throat, but when she subconsciously turned her head to look around, she found that the detective in the windbreaker who was following behind just now had disappeared.

The female reporter froze for a moment, and took a photo with her phone facing the back, but she still didn't see the figure.

What the hell?

This kind of routine of following and disappearing inexplicably, why is it so similar to the beginning of a horror movie!

Suddenly another gust of cold wind hit, and the female reporter couldn't help hugging her arms, shivering subconsciously.

The spring is cold and cold, and the young are killed by the cold!

Wait, it's late spring now, how can it be so cold, it's all because of scaring myself!

So the female reporter opened her flip phone and sent a text message to the windbreaker detective.

We already have technological tools, so we don’t have to risk our lives to search for them in unfamiliar environments, but the signal in the village is not very good, and the text message keeps showing “delivering”.

The female reporter closed her phone irritably, cursed "pig teammate" inwardly, then turned and walked to the front door.

She took out the tools she carried with her and easily pried open the door lock. She was worried that the door might be stuck inside, but she pulled and opened the door directly.

Coming here, the female reporter became vigilant.

She turned around again and saw that there were one-story houses in the darkness, except for the chirping of insects and birds at night, it was extremely quiet.

Where did the innocent detective go?

After thinking about it, the female reporter still opened the door and cautiously poked in.

In the whole village, only Old Man Huang's family had the most serious incidents. It is said that the mother-in-law was eaten or killed by monsters. She wanted to know about "Blue-faced Fangs". Perhaps besides the village chief, only this person knew the most.

But during the day, the villagers seemed to be warm and polite, but they were actually extremely wary of them, as if they had been rehearsed in advance.

I can only go off the beaten track to find out the news.

The female reporter entered the living room, the bedroom was on the right, but at this moment, she smelled a strange smell.

A little fishy, ​​and a little disgusting...

Suddenly, the female reporter's body froze, standing in the dark living room, only the sound of her own shallow breathing was left in the dead silence, and the coolness of late spring poured into her body, and also into her heart, until it spread all over her body!
She swallowed, and at this moment, the signal light of the flip phone turned on.

The female reporter reacted, Gao Ming's heart made her fingers tremble a little, but she quickly opened the phone.

That text message had been sent out at some point, and now it was the windbreaker detective who replied.

[I saw a strange shadow, you go to the old man Huang's house first, and I will go there to see the situation. ]
Female reporter: "!!!"

Knock you!Did you hear me? I'm knocking on you!

If you see something strange, why don't you communicate with your teammates first!

They have already walked nearby, why do they act alone, and then let their teammates act alone!

Have you never seen a horror movie in your life? !
The female reporter's chest rose and fell violently. She took a deep breath to suppress the impulse in her heart, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly she didn't know what to think, and her body stopped again.

After thinking about it, the female reporter took out her camera, walked lightly to the door of the bedroom, and then gently pushed the door with her fingers.

The half-hidden door swings open, and the cool wind blows in from the window, making the fishy smell even more intense.

She squinted her eyes, and cautiously shone the flashlight into the room, and saw a large bloodstain spread out on the bed, and that bloodstain spread all the way to the bedroom window.

Something has happened to Mr. Huang's house!

And people are gone!
The female reporter took out the camera tremblingly, and after skillfully adjusting the silent mode, she took several photos of the empty room.

Afterwards, she didn't dare to stay for long, and asked about the location of the windbreaker detective as she left quickly.

As the saying goes, if you don't do something wrong, you are not afraid of walking at night. Although she doesn't feel that she is doing something wrong now, she is also very afraid that something strange will appear on the road in the middle of the night.

It wasn't until she left Wafang District and came to the cement road of the village that the spacious range and vision gave her a sense of security.

This is the village road, and a direct yell can probably call out a group of villagers.

The detective in the windbreaker hasn't replied yet, and the female reporter looked a little impatient. She wanted to continue the investigation, but the change in the old man's house made her a little bit cautious.

She stood in the middle of the village road, with the ancestral hall on the right, the river on the left, and fields in the distance.

Suddenly, the female reporter turned her head and looked to the left.

...

...

From time to time, there is a sound of frogs in the field, and the slight cool wind blows the leaves in the melon field.

In the silent night, apart from the chirping of insects and birds, there was also a weird "guji guji" sound under the turbulent vines, and under the misty moonlight, there was a faintly weird shadow projected in the field.

The strong smell of blood spread, and the scarlet liquid spread along the ravines in the field, and gradually flowed under a pair of cloth shoes.

Suddenly, that weird shadow paused.

All of a sudden, those chewing sounds also stopped, and there was a dead silence in the entire dark field, a creepy dead silence!
It seems to be searching for something, and the atmosphere of danger and fear spreads in this field.

"Well……"

The shivering girl originally planned to move away, but suddenly a hand stretched out from behind to cover her mouth tightly, and also pressed her shoulder to prevent her from moving.

"Shh."

In the darkness, the deep voice uttered close to her ear, and the hot air exhaled made the entire ear pinna hot.

"Don't move around, be careful not to be eaten by Yun."

The voice chuckled.

Girl: "???"

What?That's Yi?Who are you comforting? !
　trash game!One win, one loss, seven in and seven out, really pissed me off!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)