Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

"Hufufu...ah!!!"

"pat-"

"Save...Save..."

"Pfft——!"

"Well--!"

Bright red spreads all over the white snow.

A pair of eyes always fixed on the most frightening moment.

Qianghua looked up at the thick fog that seemed to be receding, and got out of the car.

At the entrance of the village, the man who was stumbling away suddenly froze in place, his neck made a "click-click" sound, and he turned his head to stare at the van.

After realizing that the people who got off the bus got on the bus again, my stiff body regained some sense. The brain was faster than the body.

With a "pop" sound, his body fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Feeling the "sight of death" behind me, the desire to survive crawls all over my body,

Rub rub rub rub -

He actually started to crawl forward using his hands and feet, leaving long dragging marks in the snow, completely forgetting that he could still stand up and run.

Not very smart.

Qianghua looked back.

After placing the needed medical supplies in the carriage, Qianghua got out of the car without closing the door. She flipped her wrist and walked toward the hillside next to the village with a jar of wine.

In the village.

Wang Lin and others looked at the bloody scene of uncontrolled large-scale massacre in the village, their heads buzzing.

"Notify the support team!"

"No, there is no signal, and the satellite phone can't get through!"

"Go to the village entrance!"

"It's shrouded in fog and it's impossible to get out!"

"Captain, something is wrong. These villagers seem to have lost their minds!"

"Could it be the thick fog that filled the whole village?"

"Then why are we okay?"

"..."

Wang Lin and her teammates watched as the villagers they rescued from their houses rushed into the fire with blind eyes and into strange hands.

The screams resounded throughout the village, and they had no time to save these villagers.

Even bringing the villagers together only makes it easier for those who murder the villagers strangely.

"Captain, these weird things didn't attack us..."

One of the team members said as he watched a possessed girl escape eerily.

The team was somewhat silent.

Their ability to enter the Archives Bureau represents their moral character.

It is precisely because of this that these people in the village have a scale in their hearts to measure what is right and wrong.

There is no innocent person in Luohua Village.

Even though the younger generation of men have received ideological and moral education and scientific education since childhood, and have never participated in sacrifices, everything they asked for in their families when they were growing up was obtained through sacrifices made from the blood of their families.

Moreover, they knew about human sacrifice but did not stop it, so they were not innocent either.

The truly innocent ones are the girls who have been destined to be sacrificed since childhood.

In addition, they were stabbed in the back by the villagers when they rescued them. It was difficult for the team members to have a good impression of the villagers of Luohua Village.

Wang Lin smelled the strong smell of blood in the air and sighed: "Where is the person No. 37?"

"I just saw that they seemed to be heading into the village."

One team member raised his finger and pointed in a direction.

Wang Lin turned her head and looked: "It seems to be the direction of the sacrificial well."

"Captain, what should we do with these villagers?"

Wang Lin pursed her lips and glanced at the surrounding situation: "We can't save him."

As she finished speaking, just in front of them, a villager himself ran in front of a strange possessed girl and had his heart ripped out.

Everyone:"……"

How to save this?

"I have used up all my talismans..."

"Me too, the amulets were scratched by the villagers."

How bad are people's hearts?

After they rescued the villagers from the sea of ​​​​fire, they did not wait for a "thank you", but instead waited for a group of bandits to snatch their equipment.

Not to mention that when the villagers were desperate for survival, they were still holding them back.

Whatever the reason, trying to drag them down is really chilling.

If they hadn't been prepared in advance, they might all have died under the strange claws.

"What is the background of the logistics number 37? She seems to have calculated everything in advance..."

If she hadn't reminded them, they wouldn't have been vigilant at all times and wouldn't have let down.

Wang Lin raised her hand to stop everyone's discussion and arranged: "A few people will take the seriously injured team members to the entrance of the village to see if there is a way out. The rest, follow me to the sacrificial well."

After saying that, he walked towards the sacrificial well.

The rest quickly divided into two groups and took action.

Sacrifice well.

Zhong Su and the other three stood in the distance observing the situation of the sacrificial well.

Shi Yuan turned on the flashlight and shined it towards the sacrificial well. He suddenly exclaimed and almost lost his grip on the flashlight, "I'm going!"

"What's wrong?!" Zhong Su asked.

Shi Yuan tremblingly shined the beam, and next to the well platform, a girl covered in blood was looking at them with wide eyes. The scene was very strange.

When Zhong Su and Ming Lang saw this scene, they took a deep breath and had goosebumps all over their bodies.

With just one glance, the three of them were held in place for thirty seconds.

The flashlight beam in Shi Yuan's hand did not dare to leave the girl's direction at all, for fear that if it left and was shined again, the girl would teleport in front of them.

The picture he imagined in his mind almost made Shi Yuan cry.

"Sister..."

Zhong Su took out his flashlight and shined it in other directions.

I don’t know, I’m scared.

She soon caught sight of a girl floating over.

Shi Yuan looked sideways: "..."

numb.

"They don't seem to have any intention of attacking us." Ming Lang observed for a while and said.

Soon, the girl floated to the edge of the well, looked directly at the three people, and stood there without launching an attack.

After a while, a creaking sound came from behind the three of them.

Ming Lang took a deep breath and shined a flashlight.

It's Wang Lin, the person on the 35th.

His movements are quite flexible, and his body is not as stiff as those girls who are possessed by strange things.

"Who is coming?"

Ming Lang lowered his voice and shouted at the visitor.

The surroundings were quiet, and Wang Lin and others had sharp ears and eyes, so they naturally heard what he said.

Wang Lin's expression was speechless, and she looked at Ming Ming as if she were an idiot.

A member of the No. 35 team behind her couldn't help but smile and said cooperatively: "No. 35."

The atmosphere of terror dissipated a lot because of two interruptions.

Wang Lin glanced at the two girls beside the well and asked Minglang in a low voice, "What's going on?"

Just as Ming Lang was about to speak, there was the sound of something rubbing in the snow.

The beam of light shone, and a group of girls covered in blood floated over, dragging a group of unconscious old people behind them.

The scene looked very unbearable.

Ming Lang raised his hand to stop Personnel No. 35 from stepping forward, "Don't do it."

"Can……"

Mingming: "The main purpose of our mission is not to save the people in the village, but to prevent the weirdos from running out and harming innocent people, isn't it?"

"Even if you take action, you may not be able to save those villagers."

Zhong Yan looked at the sacrificial well where the mist was coming out. "These things seem to be more weird than they were in the village. There may be something wrong with this sacrificial well."

"Could it be the weird blood-restoring spring water?" Shi Yuan added in a faint tone, not daring to look away from the well platform.

He had anticipated that for a long time to come, whenever he closed his eyes, he would think of this terrifying scene.

"Don't take action rashly, self-preservation is the most important thing." Ming Lang warned, and then dragged the stiff Shi Yuan back.

Zhong Su followed.

Wang Lin thought for a while and led her team members back.

When the footsteps stopped, everyone was stunned. Isn't this position the same position where they watched the sacrifice scenes repeatedly in the illusion?

……