Urban Hidden Dragon

Lao Mo missed his arrow with an arrow.

The guy is getting closer.

Wang Han had a playful smile on his face.

He took the bow from Lao Mo's hand and pinched a few arrows.

Bow and shoot arrows casually.

Lao Mo raised his hand, "Be careful, my bow is very powerful, don't hurt your fingers!"

Unexpectedly, Wang Han opened his bow and the bow was as full as the moon.

One arrow!

The arrow was nailed in front of the ferocious beast.

When the guy saw this, he turned around and ran away in one direction.

Wang Han bent his bow and shot an arrow again.

Swish, just a few arrows.

Directly blocking all the other party's paths.

When the guy saw this, he straightened up and ran towards the stilted building not far away.

Lao Mo was startled by Wang Han's arm strength at first, and then he was frightened by the long-haired monster. He trembled again. His anus was not clamped tightly, and he spoke with a strong local accent and a nervous tone, and he farted. .

Wang Han threw his bow to Curly Hair and strode towards the stilted building.

Although Curly Hair had dealt with corpses all over the world and thought he was very brave, the beast with a human face just now was really frightening.

Just now when Wang Han was in the Diaojiaolou.

I always noticed that there was an animal approaching, but after it arrived, it kept hovering around, seeming to be secretly staring at the small stilted building, so I just made a feint and then shot back, without doing anything first. bumped into.

On the sixth day of the lunar month, he had already arrived at the door of the Diaojiaolou.

A threatening sound of purring came from the room, just like the sound a dog makes when guarding its food.

Wang Han arrived at the door.

The door is ajar.

Chu Liu opened the door.

I saw the guy lying on the ground, holding a basketball-sized piece of something that exuded a fragrant smell and licking it.

The hideous, skinless face was twisted, and its eyes were filled with the most primitive ferocity, giving people the impression that it was like a wild beast that had been in the deep mountains and forests all year round.

Wang Han lit a cigarette and looked at the guy.

I took out old photos from the capital and looked at them.

In a photo from a previous delivery, there seemed to be a long-haired dog lying next to the stilted building.

Looking at it now, it's not some long-haired dog at all, it should be the one in front of me.

Combined with the human skin on the ground, everything seems not difficult to guess.

Wang Han looked at each other.

A long time ago, the most hateful beasts in the world, the flower-shooting beasts, would use vicious methods of harvesting and cutting in order to win people's attention and sympathy and earn money.

They deceived the children into catching them, cut off their tongues, chopped off their hands and feet, skinned them and covered them with dog skins, and then went to the streets to beg and perform tricks for money.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a similar situation here again.

If the guess is correct, the person in front of me who is neither human nor ghost is the old monk who was tortured and was worse than death.

The look in front of me is really suffering while alive, which is no different from falling into eternal purgatory.

After so many years, the other person's humanity seems to have been almost worn away, leaving only the most primitive animal nature.

Wang Han was holding the piece of stuff in his hands, licking it while staring at the door with his peripheral vision, constantly making threatening sounds.

It has to be said that the gang of strongmen in those days really used all kinds of methods. In order to achieve their goals, they dared to use all kinds of cruel methods.

However, judging from the previous photos, the relationship between the old monk in the photo and Shi'e is quite good, and Shi'e admires the old monk quite a lot. I can't help but wonder how he got to this point.

Wang Han walked slowly into the room.

The opponent's back arched and he stared at Wang Han fiercely, feeling like he would launch a fierce attack anytime and anywhere.

Wang Han took out an old photo from his pocket and handed it over.

Pointing to Shie on the photo.

"Do you know this person?"

After the other party saw Shi He in the photo, he let out a horrified wail in his throat, and shrank directly into the corner. His whole body shrank into a ball, and he kept whimpering in his throat, which seemed to be a response to the situation. Shie is full of fear and fear.

Wang Han knew he was asking the right person.

Looking at each other while holding a cigarette.

"You should still be able to speak, right?"

The other party kept shrinking back and looked at Wang Han in horror. His ferocious face was twisted, and many tears flowed from his eyes due to fright.

Wang Han put the photos away.

"Shi'e and Qiangren and I are not in the same group. You don't have to be afraid. Whatever I ask you, just say it. I will take you out and find a way to heal you."

The other person shrank into the corner again, his body was like chaff, and a fishy smell came from his crotch.

Wang Han lit another cigarette to cover up all the unpleasant smells.

Lao Mo lay at the door and took a look inside.

Wang Han looked back and said, "Old Mo, come here and see if you recognize him!"

Lao Mo hesitated for a moment and walked in. When he saw the long-haired monster in the corner, his delicate body trembled in shock.

"Yes! I remember these eyes! When he passed by the village, he used this look to ask me for help! I was afraid of getting into trouble, so I pretended not to see it! I even dreamed about these eyes a few days ago! It was him ! It’s him! It must be him! I won’t remember it wrong!”

Wang Han took out his ears.

Look at the long-haired monster in the corner.

"May I ask the master's name? What's the grudge between you and Na Shi'e?"

The other party still kept squeezing into the corner.

Wang Han stood up and prepared to take the person away, "On the sixth day of the lunar month, take the person, the human skin on the ground, and the licking thing away."

Chu Liu was about to take action when a hoarse voice suddenly came.

"The poor monk's Dharma name is Yuan Kong!"

Wang Han looked at the other party. Since he could speak, it would be easy.

"What is your relationship with Shie?"

The other party realized that Wang Han didn't have any ill intentions, so he breathed a sigh of relief, slowly stretched his body, took the strange-smelling thing on the ground into his arms, and licked it.

The action is exactly the same as a dog licking a bone.

He seemed to turn a deaf ear to what Wang Han asked just now.

Wang Han took out his ears and said, "On the sixth day of the lunar month..."

Yuankong stopped and looked at Wang Han, and said in a hoarse voice, "You are really not the same as Shie!"

It seemed like he hadn't spoken for many years. Yuan Kong spoke in a strange tone, as if the S area of ​​his brain had been damaged.

"no!"

Madoka licked the thing.

He lowered his head, his eyes filled with fear, mixed with a trace of resentment.

The tongue licked faster.

Wang Han waved his cigarette at Yuankong, "Would you like one?"

Regardless of whether Yuankong wanted to or not, Wang Han handed over the cigarette.

Yuankong's hands can no longer be called hands, they are no different from claws. His whole body is almost grown together with the dog skin, and the whole person looks very scary.

Seeing the cigarette Wang Han handed over, Yuankong hesitated for a moment and took a puff, then coughed violently.

After taking a look at Wang Han, Yuankong was lying on the ground.

Seeing this, Wang Han repeated the question he just asked.

"Master Yuankong, is it time you answered my question? What is your relationship with Shie? And why did you end up in this situation?"

Yuan Kong lowered his head.

The cigarette butt lights up and white smoke spurts out from the mouth,

Yuan Kong lowered his head.

"I am Shi E's master and the first outsider to know his secret."