dragon hunter

Chapter 291
Perhaps because I heard my prayer, the dragon-patterned jade pendant shone brightly, and the flesh and blood on Shi Xian's body quickly faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Shi Xian opened his mouth wide, let out a hoarse howl, and looked like a wild beast out of control.

I clenched my fists tightly, my nerves were like a tight steel wire, I was afraid that the corpse would break free in the next second.

In less than half a minute, the corpse was completely purified into a white bone, and the dragon-patterned jade pendant floated towards me.

I stretched out my hand to hold the jade pendant and stared at the bone, hesitating in my heart whether I should go over and make up for it.

Under my nervous eyes, the white bone walked out of the range of the evil spirit, squatted on the ground, wrote two words, and scattered it into broken bones.

The scattered bones seemed to be a signal, and the ghosts who were fighting with the three of Lang Xingsong fell to the ground with a scream.

Fatty Wang ran over with a look of fear, patted his chest and said, if these ghosts don't die, it will be his turn to die.

I didn't speak, and walked forward, very curious, what words were written on the ground by the white bones.

"Crazy?" I stared at the two words on the ground with a puzzled expression on my face, not understanding what it meant.

Footsteps sounded beside me, I raised my head and saw Lang Xingsong walking towards me.

"Your ancestor left two words, what do they mean?" I asked sideways.

Lang Xingsong frowned and stared at the word "crazy" on the ground, thought for a while, then shook his head, saying that he couldn't understand either.

"It's hard to save your life, let's go back quickly?" Fatty Wang muttered.

"No, I'm really worried if I don't go to the ancestral house to take a look." Lang Xingsong said in a deep voice.

"Do you think it's safe to go back? If we don't find out the truth of the matter, we will only be beaten passively." I turned my head and stared at Fatty Wang.

Inexplicably involved in a series of strange incidents, he became the target of two forces attacking together. If he doesn't find out the truth of the matter, he can't feel at ease even if he eats.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you here." Lang Ying apologized.

I shook my hand and signaled her not to say such things, we are friends, there is no need to be too pretentious.

"Take a break. That mountain doesn't look far away, but it's still a long way from here." Lang Xingsong sat on a stone tablet without any image.

Fatty Wang sat on the side with a bitter face, twisting and turning. For a while, the rock was too hard, making him uncomfortable to sit on, and for a while he complained that he was hungry.

It rained last night and the ground was full of mud. We, who had just fought a battle, were covered in mud.

I took out my phone and checked the time, before I knew it, it was already noon.

Fortunately, there is some food in the little old man's house, otherwise we would only be hungry.

The paper hearse had been washed away by the rainstorm. We found the car we drove in a weir pond, but most of the body was soaked in the water, and it seemed unusable.

"Those evil things are really evil." Fatty Wang stared at the car in the pond and muttered.

Lang Ying took out her mobile phone, wanted to make a call, frowned and said "no signal", and put away the mobile phone.

"Forget it. When we get to the top of the mountain, there may be a signal. Then let the company send a car over." Lang Xingsong finished speaking and walked forward.

The country is full of dirt roads. After the heavy rain, there is water everywhere, which is very difficult to walk.

We had to walk for an extra hour after the two-hour journey on weekdays, and we arrived at the foot of the mountain at about four o'clock in the afternoon.

When we get closer, the gully caused by the mudslide is clearly displayed in front of our eyes, which is very visually impactful.

"Will the road up the mountain be washed away?" Lang Ying said with some concern.

"Probably not. The path up the mountain is in another direction." Lang Xingsong led us along the foot of the mountain to the other side.

"Hey, there are still people living in this place where the birds don't shit?" Fatty Wang stared at the few houses beside the weir pond.

After walking for so long, we were tired and thirsty, and we were going to ask for a glass of water.

Who knew that the doors of several houses over there were tightly closed, the steps in front of the door were covered with dust, and the clothes hanging outside were left on the ground and no one picked them up, as if no one had lived in them for a long time.

Lang Xingsong walked over, patted on the door, waited for a while, but no one responded.

I walked to another room and leaned over to the window to look, but there seemed to be no one inside.

"It's really unlucky. I'm tired and thirsty. I can't ask for a drink of saliva." Fatty Wang complained.

Lang Ying walked around the neighborhood, came back, and shook her head at us, indicating that she found nothing.

"It doesn't matter, Fatty is dying of thirst, anyway, no one lives there, go ahead and find if there is any water." Fatty Wang shouted impatiently.

Then, the guy slanted his shoulders and slammed into a wooden door like a wild boar.

I stretched out my hand to pull it, but didn't hold it back. I cursed this guy for being too ignorant, even if no one lives there, he can't just wander around.

Fatty Wang's huge size hit the door, the entire wooden board shook, and the door was knocked open.

Fatty Wang patted the dust on his body, opened the door carelessly, and just stepped in, his whole body shook suddenly, shouted "My God", turned around and ran away.

I was baffled by Fatty Wang's actions, so I looked into the room with fixed eyes.

A decayed and withered corpse was hanging from the beam, shaking with the wind.

Holding the Gouyu sword tightly, I approached the house cautiously, and walked around inside. The room was in a mess, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground.

"What happened here, why did you hang yourself when you are alone?" Lang Ying stood outside, frowning and muttering to herself.

Lang Xingsong looked at the room next to him, rushed over suddenly, and kicked open the door.

I walked over quickly, looked up into the house, my eyelids twitched, and saw another dry and rotten corpse hanging from the beam.

A chill rose from my back. Judging from the distorted expression of the corpse and the hands tightly grasping the rope, he probably didn't do it voluntarily.

"Could it be that there is a dead body hanging in every room here?" Fatty Wang looked aside, his voice full of fear.

I gritted my teeth, ran over, kicked open the doors of the remaining rooms, and was really caught by Fatty Wang's crow's mouth. In each room, there was a dead body hanging.

The clothes on these corpses were tattered, and only a piece of skin was left after drying. The expressions on their faces were distorted, and they looked a little perverted.

"It's so cruel, who did this?" Lang Ying looked at the corpses with an angry tone.

"Look, there are words engraved on the wall here." Fatty Wang greeted.

I hurried over and looked towards the mottled wall, where two words were written in blood: Crazy!

The handwriting was very scribbled, as if I bit my finger and wrote it hastily.

My heart beat faster, and instantly felt that the rooms became gloomy.

"What the hell does this mean, who is crazy?" Lang Ying frowned.

I walked around again, but found no clues. Those two words without beginning and end, like a demon, lingered in my heart and could not be dispelled.

"Take down these corpses and let them rest in the ground." Lang Xingsong was silent for a while, then said.

Perhaps good intentions are rewarded. When these unknown hanging corpses were buried, I found a note in the hands of one of the corpses.

"Look quickly, what's written on the note?" Fatty Wang hurried over.

The note was crumpled. I unfolded the note and looked down.

"There are ghosts in the woods, be careful of trees eating people!" Lang Ying stood beside me, slowly reading the words on the note.

I put away the note and looked up at the woods in front of me. The originally green woods now looked a little gloomy and distorted.

"What the hell happened? Why did evil spirits appear in the geomantic treasure land chosen by our ancestors?" Lang Xingsong said in a troubled tone.

"Is there anyone living in your ancestral house?" My heart moved and I asked.

"There are people living here, and when the elders in the family get old, they will return to the ancestral house. On the one hand, it is to take care of the ancestral property, and on the other hand, it is also to return to the roots." Lang Xingsong explained.

"Then who is living over there now?" Fatty Wang interrupted and asked.

"It's my second uncle. Counting the time, he has lived here for more than ten years." Lang Xingsong thought for a moment and said.

"Uncle, it's been a long time since Second Uncle, hasn't he contacted us?" Lang Ying looked worried.

"Old Zhang is by my second uncle's side. If there is anything, he should contact us." Lang Xingsong's tone was a little uncertain.

I heard that there was another person, so I quickly asked who Lao Zhang was?

Lang Ying explained that Lao Zhang was a nurse and had been taking care of the second uncle.

"Hurry up and call and ask." Fatty Wang interrupted.

Embarrassment flashed in Lang Xingsong's eyes, he hesitated and said, the old house is on the mountainside, the signal is not particularly good, and it is difficult to get through the general phone.

When I heard this, I had an ominous premonition in my heart. I haven't contacted for such a long time. People living in the old house probably had an accident.

"You said, that piece of paper says that trees can eat people, is it true or not?" Fatty Wang cringed and stared at the forest in front of him.

"I can't say for sure, but everyone be careful, the woods over there are a bit cloudy." I stared at the front and said in a deep voice.

A group of us walked into the woods cautiously. The path up the mountain was a bit rough, and the soil was slippery after the rain.

After walking for about a few minutes, without encountering any abnormalities, everyone was inevitably a little relaxed.

As he was walking, there was a rustling sound in front of him. It seemed that something was gnawing at the bone, and it sounded a little penetrating.

The wind is a bit strong, the leaves are rustling, and the shaking branches make our nervous heartstrings more and more tense.

"What's the sound? There really isn't a demon tree eating people, right?" Fatty Wang asked with a trembling voice.

In the woods, the light is dim, and the vision is blurred.

With a nervous expression on my face, I motioned to Lang Ying to help illuminate the light, and cautiously moved forward.

Getting closer and closer to the strange voice, I held my breath, stepped lightly, and stared at the front.

Suddenly, the weird sound disappeared, I stopped my steps, raised my vigilance, and continued to walk forward.

A nimble black shadow rushed over with a "whoosh", and I threw the hooked jade sword and nailed it to the ground.

"Hey, Fatty was almost scared to death. It turned out to be a yellow leather boy." Fatty Wang slapped his leg hard.

"Wait, what is that white thing in front of you?" Lang Ying said with a serious tone.

I fixed my gaze, looked forward, and saw a pale bone, lying quietly on the ground, with teeth marks still remaining on the bone.

(End of this chapter)