I clearly saw the old lady's eyes with red light, as if blood was soaked in her eyes.

Feng Lanxi, who was sandwiched by me, reached out and pressed the tree trunk, his whole body tightened slightly, as if he was ready to exert force.

I gently patted Feng Lanxi: "Don't do it, go back to her house to block her."

In just a short sentence, the old lady stood up from behind the buns, and I also took a step back and hid into the woods, retreating to the old lady's house.

He sat down on the edge of the kang in her house, and Feng Lanxi leaned tightly on me: "Wu Wen, why am I a little scared?"

Feng Lanxi will be afraid, which is definitely not a normal phenomenon.

In the world of warlocks, there are 30% living people, 30% dead people, and 40% left to monsters.

A warlock like Feng Lanxi is afraid if he just meets his opponent? It is completely impossible in normal times.

I looked at Feng Lanxi and said, "What are you afraid of?"

"I don't know either. I just think this village is scary, this village..." Feng Lanxi looked up at the dark windows: "Don't you think there are many people in this village?"

"When we ran over just now, don't you think there were many people passing by us?"

"There are still many people standing at the door of his house and watching us. Just like the one you passed by. When we passed by, I felt that someone in the house was looking at us against the window."

"When we came back, the man had already arrived in the yard. He was standing at the door to look at us. When you passed by, he was about to stick it to us."

Feng Lanxi was like a child while talking, huddled beside me, looking really scared.

But why do I feel nothing about what she said?

I specifically recalled the scene of passing by several yards. There were no lights in those yards and no people were seen, but the only one that appeared in my sight was weed.

Feng Lanxi mistakenly regarded the grass stick as a figure?

This possibility is not great. Feng Lanxi makes good use of hidden weapons and has extraordinary eyesight, how could he read it wrong?

But I am also a warlock! My ghost eyes can see through ghosts without even the blessing of secret techniques.

Why don't I feel anything?

I frowned frequently, and Bai Xiaoshan, who had been hiding near me, suddenly meowed and arched up and looked at the door.

The old lady came back, and through the window, I saw a white head slowly floating into the yard from the door.

When the old lady took us out, she wore a black dress and there was no light in the yard. I sat in the room and saw only her hair on her head, and it was reasonable to not see her body. But I always felt that there was only one head outside the yard!

I looked at the door intently, and the old lady happened to walk into the blind spot of my sight.

In a few seconds, the old lady could come in through the door. At that time, I could see that the person who came in was a human head, and he was still a living person.

When I quietly held the hilt of the knife, the door opened silently. The old lady poked out half of her face from the door. She first glanced into the room and slowly shook it in.

I felt a little relieved when I saw the other party walking in completely.

The old lady said unhappily: "I'm looking at Lao Huang, where have you gone?"

I replied half-truely: "I saw you walking down the river, so I followed you. Halfway through, I couldn't find you, and I came back."

The old lady's face looked a little better: "That old man is getting more and more ghostly, and he still knows to lead you aside."

I stared at the old lady and asked, "Didn't you leave the river?"

The old lady slowly walked to the edge of the kang and sat down: "I saw Lao Huang crossing the river and he followed him into the water. I thought you could follow me, but who knew that when you look back, you will be gone."

"I can't control the old man myself, so I can only look back to find you. Look at my foot!"

The old lady sat with her back to me and took off her shoes. I wanted to look to the ground to see if her shoes were stained with water or mud. The old lady kicked her shoes into the hole in the kang.

Before my eyes could be taken back from the ground, the old lady suddenly came to my ear without warning: "What are you looking at? Are you looking at what is on my feet? I don't touch the ground. Even if I step on the yellow mud, you can't tell that I have mud on my shoes. You have to see if there is mud in my mouth!"

The old lady spoke with a scent of earth!

I slowly turned my head and looked at the old lady's face. She grinned and was carrying Saturn on her teeth.

She was the one who ate the dirt just now!

The old lady and I sat on the kang, holding the hilt of the knife in one hand, and it was too late to make a knife.

When I just let go of the hilt and blocked the other party, I suddenly felt my wrist tightening and the other party pressed down my wrist.

The old lady put her around and said, "It's too late to see. I deliberately took you there. Don't you know what I'm going to do?"

I was held down by one hand by the other, and I wanted to push Feng Lanxi away with the other hand, but I didn't expect that Feng Lanxi was also lying on me and still motionless. I pushed her out now and not only couldn't save myself, but I would also die one more person. I could only straighten my body and block Feng Lanxi as much as possible.

The old lady's other hand had already slid up along her chest, and her five fingers locked on my neck like a hook: "I have been waiting for you for a long time. Although Wu Zhengfei's knife did not suppress me, it made me unable to get out of this village. I have to pay you back this account!"

I said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"Look at who I am!" As the old lady spoke, a crack suddenly exploded on her face. Her whole face looked like torn paper, falling down her cheeks from left to right to the ground. The sneered face of the old Huang head suddenly appeared in front of me.

Old Huangtou smiled and said, "Old Mrs. Xu just likes to meddle in other people's business. No matter how much she cares, can she still control me? Follow me and go up the mountain to remove Wu Zhengfei's knife. Maybe I can save your life."

I laughed and said, "You let go of your hand, how about I save your life?"

Old Huang's five fingers suddenly tightened: "You are looking for death!"

I just felt that it was pitch black in front of me. When I saw the things clearly, the blood beads on my neck were already rolling down along the other person's hand.

I reluctantly said, "My surname is Huang, my master has already gone up the mountain. The knife he hung back then failed to kill you. Now this knife is about to work."

The old Huangtou's eyes turned around: "Wu Zhengfei is here too?"

I smiled and said, "Isn't your original body on the mountain? Can't you sense where my grandfather is?"

My voice suddenly sank: "You are not Lao Huangtou, are you? Who are you?"
Chapter completed!