Yuan Bo didn't know that the real Yaizhen had already died nearby, and the sounds he heard just now were all imitated by Mo Ningxiang... Only the last silhouette was the real Xie Bangui.

After Mo Ningxiang was seriously injured, she still dared to run out to confuse the public and frame the blame on a half-ghost. It was quite a bit like taking a chestnut out of the fire, and it was extremely bold.

But it also made Xie Bangui fall into a misunderstanding of inertial thinking.

Judging from the situation after Mo Ningxiang was injured, she was either a flesh-and-blood spirit, or a master of the evil sect who had practiced secret techniques such as "Blood Magic", which could boil human blood in an instant and evaporate it from the pores.

The "sea of ​​blood boiling" is Mo Ningxiang's nemesis. If she doesn't retreat quickly for healing, she will only die.

Therefore, Xie Bangui instinctively believed that even if Mo Ningxiang did not run away thousands of miles away, she should sneak into a corner of Zangyun Pavilion to heal her wounds. He never thought that she would seize the time and put on a good show before him.

She didn't expect that after killing seven people in a row, she would deliberately leave Yuan Bo and Qing Jian behind, thus digging a trap for herself.

Xie Bangui got himself into big trouble just because of a single oversight.

In fact, this is the second time that Mo Ningxiang has lied to Xie Bangui. She said: "Senior brother Mo Sanmo is entertaining Xie Bangui's friends..." In fact, Xiao Cai has not yet stepped into the party at this moment.

The realm of fairyland.

When the entire escort team was still more than fifty miles away from Juxianju, the sky began to turn white. According to the prior agreement, they could not escort during the day. They had to stop and set up a tent to rest.

In order to allow the escorts to sleep more peacefully, the windows of the cowhide tents are all sealed with black cloth, so that no light can come in. Inside the tent, it would be as dark as in the middle of the night, and it would be almost impossible to see if it were not for the escorts who got up to relieve themselves.

, he accidentally stepped on his companion’s head and started a fight, and he couldn’t even light the oil lamp in the tent.

It was Wang Peng's suggestion to light the lamp, so the oil lamp was naturally moved to his side. He was the only one who couldn't sleep looking at the oil lamp tossing and turning.

It wasn't that he wasn't sleepy, but what happened in the past few days made him feel that something was wrong no matter how he thought about it.

Not long after Guangyuan was intercepted that day, he could always see an owl flying around near the escort team. Someone used a concealed weapon to hit it several times. Regardless of whether it was hit or not, he would be unlucky, and some people even accidentally lost their lives.

Finally, an old escort stood up and said, "Night owls can't be beaten casually. Whoever hits them will get into trouble." After some unbelieving people tried several times, no one dared to hit them anymore, even if it fell into the escort car.

No one dared to touch the box.

But Wang Peng felt that the owl came strangely, and he always glanced at it from time to time. Just yesterday, he suddenly saw a child's face emerging from behind the box of the escort car. He was startled at that time, and then looked carefully.

Then he saw the owl jumping out from behind the box, squatting on the top of the box and saying "Hey hey..." he laughed twice and flapped his wings before flying away.

He was sure he heard it right. The owl was not hooting, but laughing, like a human. When he looked at the footprints of two babies printed on the lid of the box, he almost wet his pants in fright. The owl

Can you leave human footprints?

However, he didn't dare to say anything, and no one would believe him if he told him.

At dawn, Wang Peng ran out to look for the old escort who had warned the escort team, but he couldn't find anyone. Everyone had an impression of the old escort, but no one could remember who he was.

It was as if the man suddenly crawled out in the middle of the night, gave them a warning, and disappeared into a crack in the wall.

The more unclear something is, the more frightening it is. Now that Wang Peng is out, he leans on the box and dare not move. It is better to lean on something behind his back than to be exposed to the cold wind. At least it can make him feel at ease.

a little.

However, since last night, Wang Peng didn't even dare to lean against the box. He always felt like someone was behind him, scratching his back with nails, which made his back burn with pain.

He lifted up his clothes and looked for someone to take a look, but the person told Wang Peng that there were finger prints of a woman on his back. He also said: "He must have run away to find a woman during the day, and deliberately made a few nail marks to show off..."

"I was sleeping the whole day!" Wang Peng was really at a loss for words.

"Then you were tickled by a female ghost!" The man laughed ambiguously twice, turned around and left. Wang Peng was so frightened that he didn't dare to say anything for a long time.

The box was packed by him himself. It is a pine wood box over two inches thick. Not even an insect can crawl out of the lid. How can it still allow people to stretch out their hands?

The box contained a black pottery jar.

"Don't go to the ghost escort, right?" Wang Peng felt a numbing coldness running through his body.

He had heard from old masters that for some darts, the ones dragging the darts were not human beings at all, and the objects being transported were not things that humans could touch. When encountering this kind of thing, the only way to do it was to deliver the objects safely and then hit them.

A few heads, there is no other way. Even the slightest thought will lead to death without a complete body.

"Isn't that black pottery jar a bit like an urn?" Wang Peng was so frightened that he almost sat up, turned around and immediately comforted himself: "Don't scare yourself, this escort trip was done by the three escort agencies together.

Wouldn’t they know if the dart can be transported?"

He could comfort himself by urging him to go home, but he couldn't control the fear in his heart. Finally, he was forced to do nothing, so he could only take out the wine bottle and drink a few sips to calm down his shock.

After two sips of wine, Wang Peng felt a burning and uncomfortable feeling in his stomach. With wine and no food, drinking like this was not an option. He was just thinking about finding some dry food to drink with the wine, but he heard the people next to him "cracking, popping, popping, popping."

Chewing something loudly.

Wang Peng became more energetic at that time: "Brother, what good things can you eat secretly?"

The man replied vaguely without turning his head: "Chicken feet with pickled peppers!"

Wang Peng swallowed and spit and said: "Brother, this is not interesting! How can you eat alone? Give me two. I have wine here, so you can also take a sip."

"Give!"

As soon as Wang Peng took the "pickled pepper chicken feet", he felt something was wrong. The chicken feet were not so thick. He looked through the light above his head and saw that he was holding two bloody human fingers.

"Ah -" Wang Peng was about to scream, but the man next to him covered his mouth. The chill from the cold palms of the man ran from Wang Peng's face to the soles of his feet, as if he was frozen in an instant.

His limbs are full of veins.

Wang Peng couldn't move even if he wanted to. He could only stare at the man who brought the bloodstained one together.

"Shhh-" the man put his finger up in front and shushed, lowering his voice and said: "Don't make any noise. If you wake up the person behind me, we won't have anything to eat."

The man pulled the hand of the escort behind him and saw that there was only one thumb left on it. He slowly put it into his mouth stingily and bit it down. The escort looked like he was sleeping.

As if dead, completely unaware that his own hands have become someone else's side dish.
Chapter completed!