Urban Hidden Dragon

Wang Han looked confused.

The iron-eating beast bit Wang Han's trouser leg and dragged Wang Han.

Fat Yi also made a hissing sound from his mouth.

It was ejected onto Wang Han's shoulder.

He kept tilting his head to signal Wang Han to go out.

The one who didn't know the strength of the twitching thought he was possessed by Zhao Si.

Wang Han followed the iron-eating beast and walked outside.

This guy looks hairy and chubby, and he really doesn't run slow at all.

Wang Han followed, and Xiang Feng followed closely behind.

After running for more than ten minutes.

The iron-eating beast stopped.

His dark eyes looked around, then his nose twitched and he smelled.

I ran forward again for ten minutes.

The iron-eating beast finally stopped.

Squeaking in one direction.

Wang Han stood on the hillside and looked over there.

By now we were deep in the forest.

It was quiet all around.

Wang Han looked around, and there wasn't even a bird. There were bamboos growing along the way ahead, but after arriving at this place, there were all kinds of cypress trees growing on the ground.

The land is densely packed with them and stretches for dozens of miles.

The bamboo forest outside felt very comfortable, but as soon as I set foot in this place, a gloomy feeling spread throughout my body.

Generally speaking, this kind of thing is planted in cemeteries. It is said that pines and cypresses are evergreen. This kind of tree also means immortality and the subsequent prosperity of the family. In addition, planting this thing also has the effect of warding off evil spirits. "Han Shu" once mentioned, "cypress is the palace of ghosts."

Wang Han observed the surroundings. This place had a lot of sinister aura. Logically speaking, this place was next to a branch of the Dragon Vein. Even if this place wasn't the kind of heavenly paradise, it definitely wasn't such a gloomy place.

unless...

There is something evil in this place!

"Is there something like a thousand-year-old tomb in this place?"

Wang Han glanced over and said, "It is a great wisdom to bury people in this place. This is because they are afraid that future generations will live too well and bury the dead in the Yang Qi nest."

"What do you mean?"

"The old ancestor is lying here with the ditch burned to pieces. Then we should not hold a family meeting with the descendants of future generations, and then bring the living people to the place where he lives so that we can feel it together."

Xiang Feng suddenly realized, "Jian, you have to be the one to speak out."

Wang Han slapped the iron-eater on the furry back of the head, "Lead the way! Why are you so stupid?"

The iron-eating beast holds its big head in its two paws.

Nose twitches.

Then he shook his head in one direction.

But now the walking speed is much slower.

Fei Yi jumped on Wang Han's shoulder.

The upper body was raised up and he looked around cautiously.

Wang Han held the divine evil in his hand.

Follow the iron-eating beast.

After a few minutes.

The iron-eating beast suddenly stopped.

looking in one direction.

Wang Han took a closer look.

Looking in the direction of his gaze, he saw a person squatting there.

With his back to this side, he didn't know what he was eating, making a crunching sound.

A head full of messy long hair.

Dirty.

The clothes are also in tatters.

Wang Han arrived.

The rustle of grass being pushed aside.

The man froze.

Heads spinning.

It turned degrees in a daze.

It looks very grotesque.

The pale and ferocious face has no human color, with blue veins popping out on his forehead, a strange hoop on his head, a big beard all over his face, and small black eyes.

After seeing Wang Han and Xiang Feng.

The man suddenly smiled.

Meeting such an abstract person in this dark place.

In fact, the hearts of those who watched it trembled.

"Kind passerby, have you seen my head?"

Wang Han paused, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "It seems... I've seen you... How about you try touching that thing on your neck?"

The man was stunned for a moment, raised his hands, and held a torn snake in both hands. He touched his head with both hands. After touching it, he was stunned again, and then said ecstatically.

"Huh? I found my head! Thank you for your kindness!"

"You're welcome! You should do it. If you find it, use it appropriately."

"My head! Hahaha! I found my head!"

The man held his head.

While Wang Han was observing, the man's head suddenly returned to its original position.

Holding his head with both hands, he knelt on the ground and wailed in pain, "My head hurts so much!"

His head suddenly turned degrees again, "This is my head!"

After a few seconds, his head twisted back again, as if trying to reset his head.

He grabbed his head with both hands and roared, "Don't touch my head!"

"release!"

"Give me my head back!"

He held his head with both hands, turning it back and forward.

Xiang Feng approached Wang Han, "Han, what should we do? Are we going to arrest this mentally unstable person?"

click!

The man's head suddenly turned back degrees.

Those small black eyes stared at Wang Han and Xiang Feng.

"Did you take my head?"

"I didn't take it, he took it!"

As he spoke, Wang Han pushed Xiang Feng.

Xiang Feng was so frightened that his anus tightened, and his hair stood up in fear, and he screamed strangely, "Ouch! Ah Han, do some fucking work!"

The man stared at Wang Han and Xiang Feng, examined Xiang Feng, and then looked at Wang Han, "His head is not working well at first glance. Your head is easy to use, and so is my head, so your neck It’s my head! Give me my head back!”

"6! I thought this kind of bandit logic was only used by me! Today I met a colleague!"

Xiang Feng felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, "How confident are you of being brave?"

"Zero percent!"

"Then why don't you run?"

"My stomach hurts a little. I can't hold it in anymore. I feel like if I run away, my reputation will be ruined for the rest of my life!"

The man's back was turned to Wang Han, but his face was facing Wang Han's direction.

"Give me my head back!"

As he spoke, he ran backwards towards Wang Han.

Even if this psycho is running backwards, he is still very fast.

Wang Han grabbed the knife with both hands and struck it with one blow without saying a word.

The sword is like a pillar!

The evil energy outside the opponent's body directly held up a colorless barrier, and Wang Han's attack was turned into nothing in a soundless manner.

The man looked a little dazed, "You remind me of an old friend! Give me my head back!"

Wang Han grabbed Xiang Feng and ran away.

Xiang Feng's speed was much slower than Wang Han's.

Wang Han stopped again and punched the man.

"Hurry the fuck up!"

Xiang Feng howled and screamed strangely. Unexpectedly, the man's body was flexible and he jumped a few times.

He turned 720° in the air and landed next to Xiang Feng, staring at Wang Han.

Xiang Feng screamed and jumped nearly two meters high in fright, with his hair standing on end.

Unexpectedly, the man ignored Xiang Feng who was so close and just stared at Wang Han.

"My head, give me my head!"

Wang Han stared at each other, giving people a strange feeling.

It's a bit like a demon, but it feels like there's still a big difference between it and a human demon. Wang Han can't tell what the specific difference is.

"Then give me my head back on your neck first!"

The man looked at Wang Han.

"Are you sick? If I give you this thing around my neck, wouldn't I die? I'm a madman, not a fool."