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Chapter 27 The Mansion of the Head 11

A series of "bang bang" sounds were heard endlessly. It seemed that something fell from the roof to the ground one after another. Then, after a piece of metal rubbed against each other, it sounded like a crab crawling, and it sounded like a tide nearby. Listen to the sound, they It seems to be coming towards the Dingchiyu.

Ding Chiyu was just about to hide in the dark when a strong hand stretched out and pulled him close to hold him in his arms.

"Brother..." Ding Chiyu immediately recognized Shang Yang, and when he was about to speak, Shang Yang covered his mouth, and at the same time wrote in his palm: "Be careful, lest those things are sensitive to sound."

Before Shang Yang finished writing, Fu Jie's screams came from not far away.

At first it was just a sound, Ding Chiyu carefully distinguished, Fu Jie seemed to be trying to fight against something, but the miserable cry from Fu Jie soon followed, the sound and the echo superimposed, Ding Chiyu felt that he was about to be killed by this The screams were completely surrounded.

Suddenly, Ding Chiyu's mind flashed, signaling Shang Yang to let go of his hand, and then Ding Chiyu took out the phone.

It was still pitch black in front of him, and Dingchiyu could only rely on his senses to operate, but before Dingchiyu could call out what he wanted, amidst a swift sound of "Xixisuosuo", Dingchiyu only felt a gust of wind, and his wrist immediately It was like being pierced by a few steel cones, and the phone fell to the ground in pain.

Before the pain on the wrist deepened, the heavy thing on it was lifted and thrown out. Ding Chiyu knew that Shang Yang had shot, so he squatted down to touch the phone quickly, regardless of the pain.

The mobile phone seemed to fall far away, Ding Chiyu didn't touch it for a while, and was about to expand the range, Shang Yang's obviously suppressed pain reached Ding Chiyu's ears, and Ding Chiyu's heart immediately twitched.

The sound of things crawling became more intensive, and Dingchiyu could clearly hear them. Countless of them violently pounced on Shang Yang. Dingchiyu's calm mood instantly became anxious, but there was still no mobile phone at hand.

Shang Yang tried his best to suppress the sound of eating pain, which pierced Dingchiyu's heart. He wanted to help, but those things deftly dodged his hands and kicks. In his eagerness, his heart calmed down, and he quickly took off his clothes. Holding the shoes of both feet in his hands, he gritted his teeth, and relying on his memory, he tapped on the ground according to the rhythm that sounded when he was choosing a doctor before: This is the time, let's fight!

The body was pierced again, the pain went straight to the heart, but it didn't mess up Ding Chiyu's rhythm, Fu Jie's voice was already indistinguishable, Shang Yang was also trying to support, Ding Chiyu was concentrating, the soles in his hands fit perfectly The memory in the brain reproduced the ugly rhythm on the ground.

Only after the first paragraph ended, the steel cones that were raging just now stopped, Dingchiyu felt a burst of relief, and those things seemed to have jumped to the ground.

Seeing that it was effective, Ding Chiyu became ruthless, and the tapping with both hands became more steady and agile.

It was audible to both ears, those things seemed to jump a few times on the spot, and then circled around Dingchiyu and Shang Yang, dancing and circling according to the rhythm.

Desperate to survive, Ding Chiyu held back his strong curiosity and didn't drop his shoes to touch what it was.

The second time the rhythm started, the sound of "snapping" could no longer be heard on the ground, only the sound of "bang bang" when something heavy fell on the ground.

Ding Chiyu resisted the disgust in his heart, and he wanted to knock out a third time, but the pain on his arm still made him reveal a gap. It was just that the rhythm stopped for a moment, and those things stopped. Amidst the tide-like sound of "Xixisuosuo", Dingchiyu soon lost the sound of those things around him.

With the departure of those things, the ink-like darkness in front of his eyes faded. Although there was still no light around him, Ding Chiyu quickly adapted to it. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Shang Yang standing in front of him, grabbing him Pulled up, looked up and down carefully with nervous eyes, then stroked his little curly hair with relief: "It's good that you're fine."

The ever-burning lamp was lit again, and Fu Jie had disappeared. Looking at the blood stains left on his original location, Ding Chiyu couldn't help feeling sad.

Shang Yang and Ding Chiyu chased outside the door, in the dim starlight, the surroundings were dead silent, the blood on the ground suddenly cut off, the two had no clue, they had no choice but to return to the temple.

"We have tried our best." Shang Yang blocked the door with the altar, and then sat down with Ding Chiyu. There was no suitable medicine in the medicine bag with him. After thinking about it, Shang Yang tore off his inner shirt and gave it to Dingchi wrapped up.

Ding Chiyu retrieved his phone and checked the time. It was only an hour before dawn.

Ding Chiyu's injuries were not serious, and the treatment was soon over, so he turned around and bandaged Shang Yang.

Just the moment he took off Shang Yang's coat, Ding Chiyu was a little teary. Although the wound was not deep, the bloodstains on Shang Yang's arms, shoulders and neck had already made him unable to ignore it.

"It's all skin trauma, it's okay." Shang Yang wanted to deal with it himself, but Dingchiyu pressed it down forcibly. There happened to be a bottle of Xiao Er in the bag. Dingchiyu took it out and disinfected it for Shang Yang, then carefully bandaged it.

"Scars are a man's medal, and I've protected my face. The most important thing for a man is his face, right?" Seeing Shang Yang's clumsy way of comforting himself, Ding Chiyu was taken aback by this not-so-funny joke Amused, he picked up the blood-stained cloth and wiped it on Shang Yang's face: "Yes, what's wrong, come on, let me add some bricks and tiles to our handsome Shang Da."

Shang Yang quickly blocked Ding Chiyu's hand, seeing Ding Chiyu relax, he was relieved.

Until dawn, nothing happened again, the two walked out of the temple, did not go far, and found the way down the mountain.

Dingchiyu wanted to turn around again, but he couldn't find any trace of the ruined temple. Seeing the two pottery heads carefully hidden in his backpack, Dingchiyu's regret faded a lot.

The two people who returned to the mansion surprised the five people who were about to leave in the dining room at the same time, especially the reaction of the four-eyed trio, which was still fresh in Ding Chiyu's memory.

After washing up a bit, the two of them had breakfast, and then went back to the room to catch up on a good night's sleep.

When Dingchiyu woke up again, it was already after lunch. Shang Yang seemed to have woken up a long time ago. Under the watchful eyes of Erba, who did not know when he woke up, he was concentrating on studying the mark under the pottery human head. He had changed his medicine, and now we had dinner with him.

After the meal, Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang were just about to bring the herbs they picked yesterday to the housekeeper, but the servant over there had already gone ahead and invited them to the hall.

To their surprise, the other five people sat around was not the housekeeper, but the person who led Ding Chiyu and Shang Yang when they first entered the blind spot. Judging by his clothes, he seemed to have upgraded.

Ding Chiyu noticed the expressions of the other five people, and seemed a little surprised by this matter.

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