Kill American Terror, Starting from the Witches’ Coven

Following the easy route drawn by the bald boss, Robb drove to the neighborhood of the Grimmley haunted house.

Further in, there is no way.

Robb beckoned the three young witches and followed the tattered signs, heading deep into the forest.

A quarter of an hour later, a dilapidated thatched house appeared in everyone's view.

"This is the famous Grimmley Haunted House? That crocodile man will deign to live here? Madison fanned himself with his hand and said amusedly.

Zoe and Queenie were a little disappointed, and what they saw was very different from what they imagined.

"No wonder tourism hasn't developed here." Robb commented.

In the spirit of coming to come, he still pushed the door and entered.

Moment!

Pounce puff puff ....

Bats woke up instantly, rushed out of the house, and rushed towards him.

Robb quickly dodged away.

In the following time, I saw a large number of bats awaken from their slumber, like a black cloud, flying towards the door.

The three daughters of Zoe, who were standing behind Robb, were so frightened that they quickly ran away.

Wait until everything is calm.

Robb recalled the three and shrugged, "This is also a major feature of the haunted house." "

Yes... bar. Of the three, only Zoe reluctantly agreed.

"Go inside and take a look, there should be no bats in it."

Robb was the first to walk in.

The inside is gray.

Ragged, dirty furniture, dusty dinner plates the thickness of a finger, blackened and stiff jerky, bat droppings and cobwebs everywhere...

Nothing special, just to ask for an old house that has been abandoned for a long time, and the so-called crocodile people do not see a trace.

The Robb Four soon came out.

People who didn't expect anything to really be here were not disappointed.

Later, while wandering around the nearby swamp, they were delighted to find a well-preserved wooden boat.

Obviously, this can't be what the Grimmly left behind.

Presumably, some local person stayed here, and the Robb four were not polite.

Without forgetting the tour plan, they boarded the wooden boat, rowed the oars, and wandered around the swamp.

Unlike the swamp tour route that has long been developed by the tour company, in the completely undeveloped and pristine area, Robb and his party can better appreciate the true charm of the swamp.

Soon, Madison saw the crocodile she had in mind.

Following the other party's point, Robb looked just in time to see half of the head of a crocodile floating on the water, revealing its eyes, ears and nostrils, looking at its direction, as if it was key to their group of uninvited guests.

Madison was not too addicted to it, and she was eager to try: "Do you want to catch it and play with it?" "

Crocodiles are unprovoked objects for normal people.

But for witches like Madison, it's just a lingering toy.

"Nope!" Zoe quickly stopped, "I don't want the boat to sink." "

The wooden boat under him carrying four people is already the limit.

Another crocodile?

Then everyone had to swim back.

"I can't swim!" Queenie then decisively rejected the idea.

Madison could only drop his hand regretfully.

In the time that followed, with his extraordinary physique, Robb easily stroked the wood pulp and led the girls deeper into the field.

The danger for others can be easily solved by them, and naturally they can wave as much as they want.

However, they did not know that under the dense water and grass somewhere, a crocodile head that was much larger than the crocodile head they had seen before was slowly surfacing, and a pair of bloodthirsty beast pupils stared coldly at the laughter in front of them.

......

It was already twilight.

After surfing in the swamp for a long time during the day, Robb and his group, who had not encountered any accidents, returned and drove to find a good camping place, set up a tent and prepared to spend the night here.

It is common sense to travel in the wilderness and never return home at night.

When it comes to pitching tents, Zoe, Madison, and even Queenie are much more skilled than Robb.

Instead of going up to help, he took a Palan knife from the trunk of the car, cut off the weeds that were getting in the way near the camp, and by the way, he cut some firewood back to make a fire at night.

It just so happens that this meniscus-shaped, large and heavy short knife in the hand is very suitable for chopping trees.

Robb also found this knife that I don't know which senior bought it back when he accidentally flipped through the utility room of the college yesterday, and I don't know whether it was for camping or chopping.

In the spirit of not wasting, he brought it over.

When Robb returned to the campsite with a large amount of wood, he found that three tents had been set up.

One for Queenie, one for Madison, and one for himself and Zoe, which makes sense.

Originally, Madison had thought about breaking a tent, and then he joined Robb and Zoe's two-person space.

However, when he thought that he would most likely sleep with Queenie by doing so, and had to endure the huge size and heavy snoring of the other party, he finally gave up.

However, in such a good environment, it is not like a three-day road trip to leave some traces, after all, it is unwilling.

Madison's eyes lit up quickly.

......

Night falls.

In Madison's eyes, flames ignited directly on the pile, illuminating the surrounding area.

Zoe looked at her eyes and said enviously: "Madison, how did you do it?" "

Talent!" Madison raised his chin proudly, "Every witch is born with one or more gifts. Over time, or emotional stimulation, the power buried deep in the witch's blood will eventually awaken.

Queenie hit the nail on the head: "Just like the last time you were almost killed by an evil spirit, you were so afraid that you peed your pants, you awakened the ability of flames."

"Not only that."

Madison raised his slender eyebrows, and when he looked at Queenie, his gaze moved.

In the next second, Queenie, who was eating a snack, moved, and then took the initiative to hand the snack in his hand to Madison.

Looking at the chubby palm stretched out in front of him, full of greasy, Madison smiled proudly and rebuffed in disgust:

"Thank you." Or eat it yourself.

After that, she withdrew her gaze.

Queenie instantly regained his clarity and couldn't believe it: "Shett! What just happened?

Zoe was also surprised, she would never believe that Queenie would offer to deliver food to Madison.

"Mind manipulation. Fiona taught me once and I learned. Madison calmly told the truth, and by the way, he took a freshly roasted chicken wing from Robb.

"You actually learned a new ability?" Zoe's face was shocked, envious, yearning, and so on, "Can you teach me how to do it?" "

She doesn't want it to happen again when her boyfriend was in danger last time, but she can't do anything about it, she is eager to become strong.

"No problem." Madison was generous.

Looking at Zoe with an expectant look and Queenie, whose face was not very good, but who was also listening sideways, the corner of her mouth hooked, took out a case of beer and appeared, and patted it:

"Drink and talk!"