Pure dust, my favorite is infinite

Open the door quickly, don't hide in it and make no noise!

The hand of the muscular man holding the flashlight kept shaking, and now he couldn't wait to get out of here.

At this time, the burly man who was nearly two meters tall had a pale face that was almost weak, showing a bit of humor: "Monster, there is a monster! He was taken away... we have to get out of here quickly!"

Peng Yun, a girl with exaggerated and heavy makeup, although her calves were trembling, but when she heard him say that, she still raised her voice.

Her long black false eyelashes couldn't hang because of the violent shaking of her eyelids, and her shrill voice echoed in the forest in the dark night: "Ying Wu, how could we leave him like this?? What if he is still waiting now? What should we do to save him?!"

The man named Ying Wu liked this girl, but at this time, he was unwilling to put himself in danger, and naturally he was unwilling to listen to her.

"Keep your fucking eyes wide open to see that arm that is still hot. How could a human being pull it off easily? It's either a monster or a beast! If Shen Gong is really caught, then we will only die if we go to him!"

The man in glasses, who hadn't spoken much, began to agree because of the inner cringe: "Yes, just like what Ying Wu said, it's better for us to go down the mountain as soon as possible."

What they said caused the woman's sexy pouting lips to mutter for a while, but in the end she couldn't speak, unable to persuade her friends.

The friendship that has been for many years seems fragile at this time.

But when they were about to leave here, they found that Jingchen hadn't moved, and was still observing the broken arm.

The incision on the arm was irregular and jagged, as if it had been bitten off by something, and the falling blood was like a guiding needle...

Peng Yun just glanced at the bloody arm, and hurriedly retracted her eyes. She didn't expect this weak and beautiful little monk to be so courageous.

The voice was full of caution: "Master, are you not leaving?"

Jingchen stood up slowly with one hand on his knee, glanced around at several people with different eye expressions, and said calmly: "You guys go first, I'll go and see the situation."

"Then you must be careful, remember to come to us later, we can leave here together." Peng Yun sincerely hoped to meet again, even though it was just a chance encounter.

Even Ying Wu felt that he was very strange. He obviously didn't like this monk who always said something incomprehensible before, but when he really heard that he wanted to act alone.

The uneasiness in his heart was even greater, not for the monk, of course, but for himself. Only at this time did he realize that the other party was able to give people such a great sense of security.

After all, the three of them continued to stumble down the mountain, and the light brought by the dust-cleaning flashlight gradually became smaller and finally disappeared from sight.

In fact, after walking for a while, the three of them soon found a wooden house that looked like a hunter's residence near the foot of the mountain. The house was solid and looked very strong.

There was no one else inside.

When they saw the house through the bushes, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurried in and locked the door to rest for a while, waiting for the dawn.

She even rummaged through the food in her backpack and began to comfort her physically and mentally exhausted body. Only Peng Yun couldn't eat the dry biscuits, and she was worried about the other two who had disappeared.

And one of the worried subjects walked lightly, and the cloth shoes didn't make a sound when they stepped on the grass.

The flashlight in his hand was still from the light of his mobile phone, and it was shining on the bloodstains along the road.

There were a lot of bloodstains at the beginning, but gradually became less and less, only a few sporadic spots...

Suddenly, he turned off the flashlight in his hand!Immediately after, he quickly dodged behind a big tree, and quietly peeped out from the trunk to observe the front.

In the middle of the grass some distance away, there is a group of black shadows facing away from Jingchen, and their upper body seems to be lying on something.

The sound of chewing and swallowing followed in the air.

Even in the dark night, a vague appearance can be seen vaguely. The black figure looks huge, with a strong upper body, and there are horn-like objects on its head.

Before Jing Chen took a closer look, the shadow turned around very quickly!

He saw the eyes glowing red in an instant, which was almost the same as what Si Guo introduced. This kind of deformed monster in the non-human category must be very difficult even to face it head-on.

Jing Chen, who had retracted her eyes, leaned against the tree trunk with her back, held her breath, lowered her eyes and listened to catch the small movements with her ears.

The chewing sound finally disappeared, and everything became the same silence at the beginning, not even a little wind and grass could be heard.

He didn't move rashly, sometimes the safety he thought was not the real safety.

I don't know how long it took before there was a jumping sound, as if something was looking around.

But the area here is very large, and there are as many towering trees as bamboo shoots around, so it is not easy to find it.

But as if attracted, the landing sound of the monster after jumping finally stopped not far from Jingchen, followed by the familiar breathing sound.

The monster seemed to be taking a deep breath, sniffing the air.

Jingchen put his hands on the beads to calm his heart down. Although his expression didn't change, his tense muscles were actually ready.

He squeezed the bodhi beads tightly with his fingers, waiting for the monster to appear, but the sound of breathing in his ears stopped abruptly!

What followed was the sound of jumping away.

It seems that... has left...

Just a little bit, and a fierce battle cannot be avoided.

Jingchen's tense muscles relaxed, and he let go of the beads in his hand, but he continued to wait vigilantly.

After looking around several times to see that there were no shadows around, he stepped out from behind the tree trunk.

The moon, which had been covered by dark clouds, was also exposed not long ago. The faint moonlight sprinkled in the forest, making everything much clearer.

Jingchen didn't need to turn on the flashlight. He walked with light footsteps, without disturbing the weeds around him, and slowly approached the place where the monster was before.

You can still see spots of blood on the road.

When he could see the situation clearly, he stopped and looked down at the empty grass.

There are traces of struggle, pulled out grass blades, flying mud, and suspected pits from pedals...

But except for the bloodstains seen on the way, there was nothing else, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

Jingchen suddenly squatted down on one knee, and picked something up with her fingertips—it was a soft hair, pure black, which was hard to detect at night.

This is goat hair.

Think of cannibalism again...

From this point of view, Shen Gong's survival rate will be very low, and it is very likely that the monster has already taken away his food.

He thought of the main task mentioned by Si Guo before, one of which was to leave the villa, which also showed that things would not be that simple.

He clasped his hands together and whispered a scripture before leaving the place.

Following the traces left by those people who separated before, Jingchen also stayed in front of the cabin.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, and through the door, the voice pierced into the ears of the people inside: "It's me, is it convenient to open the door?"

The tense atmosphere inside the door was instantly broken, and soon Peng Yun opened the door, and when she saw the intact monk standing outside the door, she smiled from the bottom of her heart.

"You, haven't you met that monster?" After they sat down, the first person to ask was the man with glasses.

After he finished asking, his eyes dodged left and right, and there was still sweat on his forehead. Obviously, even just recalling what happened just now would make his heart palpitate.

Jingchen smiled and rejected the jerky offered by the woman.

The monk's robe, which was originally clean and flawless, was also stained with dust. He sat cross-legged on a cushion in the corner, and his calm temperament soothed the impatience in his heart.

"We met, but I didn't see the specific appearance. What's more regrettable is that I didn't see Shen Gong either."

Jing Chen's words didn't reveal much information, and Ying Wu wanted to shake the other's shoulders and let the monk spit out more words.

Looking up, he found that so many people were still looking at him, so Jingchen continued to add: "Anyway, it's better to be careful."

Jingchen didn't hide anything, but only had these clues, and then she didn't speak again, closed her eyes and started to meditate.

The palms of both hands face up, and they are placed in circles at the dantian, so that people don't want to disturb them.

From this limited information, they could also know that Shen Gong was probably in danger.

They climbed the mountain with a group of four, and I am afraid that only three of them can go home, which is really a bit embarrassing.

But... Shen Gong's popularity among this group of people is not considered good. If it was not him who disappeared, but one of the other three, then why would he shed some tears now.

Instead of being like now, apart from feeling heavy in my heart, I didn't have a single tear.

When Jingchen was around, they felt strangely relieved, and the others also closed their eyes, because they were too tired, and soon fell asleep.

It was a really good sleep.

If it wasn't for the knock on the door, they should be able to sleep until the sun rises, not now...

Jingchen was the first person to open his eyes. He put down his meditating hands, stood up, and stared at the wooden door that cut off the outside world.

It was completely invisible who would knock on the door.

Others also woke up one after another, some were sleepy, some were rubbing their eye sockets...

The fastest sober man with glasses put the frames back on the bridge of his nose, staring nervously at the unknown door.

There were three knocks on the door without haste or slowness again, and none of the people present couldn't hear it clearly, as if they were knocking on people's hearts.

No one in the room dared to move easily. Instead, they looked at the tightly locked doorknob, and their raised hearts sank a little.

The man with glasses swallowed, and lowered his voice and asked in a low voice, "Outside, who could it be?"

He seemed to be talking to himself and continued: "Is it the owner of the house? Or, or... that monster found us?"

From the skylight at the top of the wooden roof, it can be seen that the sky outside is about to dawn, but everything is still in the haze surrounded by thick fog.

Ying Wu's and Peng Yun's thoughts were obviously the same, they both bent down and approached the wooden door slowly.

But none of them intend to open the door, one of them is stiff and motionless, while the other is trembling all over.

After knocking on the door for a long time without getting a response, there was finally a new movement outside the door.

It was a voice, and that voice was a little arrogant - "Hurry up and open the door."

Peng Yun straightened up when she heard the sound, her brows and eyes were full of surprise, she looked around her companions, "It's Shen Gong, he didn't die, God, how lucky!"