The years of reselling the haunted house

Chapter 906

When that person was less than 30 meters away from us, I finally figured out that the feeling I had just now was not because the surrounding temperature had really dropped, but because I felt the murderous aura brought by this person .

Murderous, very heavy murderous.

That's the only way I can describe it right now.

"Boss, what should we do?" Fat Dahai asked in a low voice from the side.

"Fatty, wait a while and find an opportunity. If you can run, run quickly, take the fishing rod, and try to send the fish to third uncle."

I thought to myself, the reason why this person set up a trick to lure us here is most likely for that zoker.And now I have a sword in my hand, no matter who that person is, there is only one person after all, I can entangle him and give Fatty a chance to get away.As long as we send the fish to Uncle San, our mission is complete.

"Boss, I'll give you the fish. If you find a chance to run away, I'll entangle him." Pang Dahai always showed loyalty as always, which moved me a lot.

But at this time, I felt that if I stayed and entangled this person, the chances of letting Pang Haihai escape would be even greater.

I said firmly: "Fatty, this is not the time to be brave, don't talk too much, just do as I say."

At this time, the person was already closer to us, roughly less than ten meters away.

And the murderous aura coming from him became even stronger.I felt the hairs on my body stand on end.That murderous aura seemed to be able to break through the skin and penetrate into the body.

And through the straw hat, I can also feel the cold and emotionless eyes, and those eyes make me even more terrified.

Apart from these, there seemed to be a smell permeating this person.

The smell was so strong that we were several meters away from him, but we could still smell it.

I sniffed, and the smell seemed a little earthy, but it wasn't the dirt in the fields, it was more like... yes, more like graveyard.

I'm not exaggerating. Although both are soil, the taste of the two is completely different.This can only be understood by personal experience.

The third uncle also once said that there are those clever tomb robbers who can accurately locate a certain underground tomb just by relying on their ability to distinguish between gold and earth.

This shows that the taste of the underground tomb soil is indeed different from that of ordinary soil.

And the reason why I can accurately identify the earthy smell on this person is entirely because we have just returned from working in that wild cemetery.After the bulldozers leveled all the graves, this smell permeated the entire cemetery.

How could this person have such a heavy graveyard smell? Could it be that he was also there during the day?
Seeing that the man stood still and stopped moving forward, I winked at Pang Haihai. The fat man understood, and he held the fishing rod tightly. The zokorp above was still struggling violently.

I knew that this street, if I ran in the direction of the strange man in front of me, would reach our house in no time.If we go out from the other direction of the street, since we have to walk, we will take a long detour.For the rest of the time, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the house in time.

So now we only have one road left in Huashan, which is to break through and rush past this person.

And the person in front of him didn't seem to be eager to make a move, so far he hasn't said a word, just staring at us so coldly.

I guess, he is also wasting time, if we don't move, he won't move either.It's just that going on like this is extremely detrimental to us.What we need most now is time.

Both Pang Haihai and I knew this very well. After the man stood still, the two of us walked a few steps forward, and we were only three meters away from the man.

"Who's here?" Fat Dahai suddenly pointed at the strange man diagonally behind and shouted without warning.

I was thinking about how to make the fat man run away smoothly, and I was startled by his voice, so I hurriedly looked over there.

That direction was behind the weird man, but I saw a dark house, and no one was there.

At the same time, the fat sea next to me suddenly started, and passed by the strange man at an extremely fast speed.

I immediately understood that Pang Dahai used a trick to escape from him by taking advantage of the man's distraction.

At this moment, this is also a good way.It's just that he completely underestimated that person's ability.His voice successfully deceived me, but failed to deceive that person.

The fat man yelled that loudly. The man in the straw hat was not affected in any way, and he didn't even turn his head.Just after the fat man passed by the man, the man suddenly kicked up and kicked on the fat man's buttocks.

This kick was extremely fast, almost flying out.The fat man was kicked in the face, and a dog gnawed shit and jumped out.

I don't think so, the fat man is holding a fishing rod in his hand, and there are zokas hanging from the fishing rod.This zokor cannot land on the ground.

Fortunately, the fat man still kept this in mind. When he fell, he didn't throw away the fishing rod in his hand, and still held it tightly.

But in this way, the fat man couldn't support the ground with his hands, and his fat body fell firmly to the ground.His big face also rubbed against the ground.He raised his head again, his face was covered in blood, it was really scary.

His two hands are still holding the fishing rod, and I feel my face hurt when I look at it.

This time, the fat man was thrown hard enough, even if that person didn't stop him, he probably wouldn't be able to leave for a while.

I secretly groaned in my heart.

"You can leave if you want, but leave the fish behind." The man finally spoke.

While speaking, that face also slowly lifted up.

I also got to see his face and hear his voice.

Hearing his voice first, I feel that this person is sick, the voice is not only very soft, but also very weak.To say that it is thin and thin is an exaggeration, anyway, it is like the feeling of weakness when someone recovers from a serious illness.

After the man raised his head, I saw his face, which confirmed my judgment even more.

This person's face was extremely pale.

This is not the first time I have seen his face, last time in Laojie, he passed by our car, I saw half of his face.

It's just that at that time, there was a layer of car glass between him and him, so the feeling was not so obvious.

Today I can say that I had an almost face-to-face contact with him.Not only did he smell the strong graveyard smell on his body, but he also saw his frighteningly pale face.

There was no blood on that face, and it looked extremely pale against the backdrop of the moonlight.If you have to make an analogy, it's like the face of a paper man, it's just a blank piece of paper.

(End of this chapter)