Horror: From puppets to dreaded daemons!

"can!"

She watched Jiang Xueling drive the car away.

Someone next to him came up and asked, "Are you really going to let that suspected fallen man go?"

"You said it too, it's just a suspicion, it's very troublesome to find out his identity!"

"We just need to keep an eye on the puppet now!"

Even if it is, it's just a second-level fallen person!

Xia He continues to view other vehicles!

As long as the puppet does not leave Sucheng, the detective in Sucheng can find the puppet!

……

Stay in the city!

The young man with long red hair folded the paper crane methodically and happily.

After these paper cranes are formed, they seem to be given life!

They flapped their wings and flew out of the window, flying to every corner of the city!

Suddenly, the red-haired youth looked up!

"Got you!"

As he spoke, his body disappeared on the spot.

The thousand paper cranes that haven't been folded are still on the table!

Neon Hotel!

presidential suite!

The red-haired youth appeared here, and a small paper crane flew out of the room and landed on his broad shoulders.

He touched the head of Thousand Paper Crane.

A message passed into his heart!

"Some people died here, they have weirdness!"

"It's those fallen people who came to Sucheng the day before yesterday!"

Su Wen and the others thought that they would not be discovered at all. In fact, the information had already been grasped as early as when they first stepped into Sucheng!

"Their breath is gone!"

"Already dead!"

Chen Nianzu searched carefully in the room.

No!

There is no residual breath!

"There are not many people in Sucheng who can kill five fallen people!"

"And the only thing that can leave no trace so that I can't detect it is that puppet!"

"But as long as you stay here, it's impossible not to leave any traces!"

"As it happens, I am an expert in finding traces!"

Tear!

Chen Nianzu suddenly grabbed the paper crane and tore it to pieces.

Sprinkle in the air!

The torn paper slowly fell, and when it landed on the ground, it formed an arrow.

pointing... east!

Chen Nianzu looked to the east, frowning!

"Could it be that the puppet has left Sucheng?"

Chapter 68 Pothole!Inferior creatures!baptism

Su Wen is dead!

Of course it wasn't Su Wen who left Sucheng.

It's Lynch!

Lin Qi couldn't hide his aura completely.

So it has to use corpses!

It hides in Su Wen's abdominal cavity, making others mistake it for a person with weirdness!

But this is not enough, so it will definitely be interrogated!

So there must be Jiang Xueling!

With Jiang Xueling's identity, it's not difficult to meet people with weirdness!

This will dispel the concerns of some spirit detectives.

This plan was very successful, because last time Jiang Xueling left some good impressions on the spirit detective.

So no one suspected that Jiang Xueling had something to do with puppets!

……

After the car drove out of Sucheng, the pressure covering Lin Qi disappeared instantly.

Jiang Xueling felt that the personality of Su Wen sitting in the back row seemed to have changed a bit!

Delusion?

"Where are we going?" Jiang Xueling asked nervously.

This place is no longer in Sucheng, that is to say, she has lost her protection!

"You'll know when you get there!"

Lin Qi helps Jiang Xueling guide the way.

The car is driving more and more remote!

Driving through the dirt road in the country, they arrived at a place that looked like a small town.

An old man with the appearance of a beggar stopped by the side of the road.

With a cane!

stand upright!

Waiting for the car to approach, Lin Qi rolled down the window.

The old man asked: "Who spread the light to the world?"

Lin Qi replied: "It is the Lord!"

"Who saved us from the sea of ​​suffering?"

"It's the Lord!"

"Who made you come home full of rewards?"

"It's the Lord!"

"The divine light of the Lord guides you, go in!"

The old man pointed forward with the crutch in his hand.

The town in front of him opened like a curtain.

Reveal another scene!

It turns out that the small town just now was just an illusion, this place is a huge pothole!

I don't know how deep this pothole is. In short, you can only see pitch black at a glance!

From here to the opposite side, there must be a diameter of 600 meters!

The pit was no more than ten meters away from them, and the corner was the way down!

If someone rushed over directly, they would definitely fall directly into the pit and die without a place to die!

Jiang Xueling looked at the big pit, trembling with fear!

Even the road along the pit wall is very narrow and can only accommodate one car!

The car circled along the road and headed towards the bottom of the big pit.

When they went down to 200 meters underground, they finally saw a platform in a pit.

There are many wooden buildings on this platform.

There are many people, too!

As soon as Lin Qi got out of the car, he could feel the cool wind blowing from the pit!

At the bottom of this pit, there must be an extremely powerful and weird existence!

It is the Lord of these people!

But now it doesn't seem to be active, but has fallen into a state similar to a deep sleep!

No wonder!

After all, if someone feeds them specially, even if they are weird, they will become lazy!

Lin Qi looked at a wooden platform on the edge of the platform.

"Go to the arms of the Lord!" A fallen man laughed while holding a bloody machete.

One by one the living were beheaded.

Then throw it towards the bottom of the pit!

A seven or eight-year-old child was dragged up.

A mother fell to her knees and begged bitterly: "Please let my child go, you kill me, you kill me first!"

"He can cook and eat less, you can let him be a cow or a horse, don't kill him!"

She tightly grabbed the fallen man who was carrying her child.

A cruel smile appeared on the fallen man's face.

"Cry, cry!"

"The Lord likes you the most!"

Saying that, the fallen man cut the child in half with a knife, and threw the child to the bottom of the pit!

The pleading on the woman's face turned into grief and anger.

"I will curse you!"

"Even if I die, I won't let you go!"

"You must not die!"

The smile on the fallen man's face not only did not disappear, but the more he laughed, the more crazy he became.

Weirdly bred from resentment.

It can be said that resentment is a strange food, a necessity!

The more resentful these people are, the more resentment is generated.

Among the remaining people are all kinds of people, white-collar workers, students, old people...

They all looked hopeless.

Who can save them?

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