Nightmare Attack

Finally, they heard seven drums, the fog on the lake slowly cleared, moonlight covered the lake, and the whole lake gave people a sense of deathly silence.

　　 Everything is gone.

　　 It's like it never happened.

　　 The only change is that Tang Shirou is gone.

"It's over." Zuo Jing couldn't help but feel a little lost in her tone, but it sounded like it was mixed with some emotions other than loss. She turned her back and said to An Xuan and others: "Come and take a look, see us... .... What was found."

　　 Pulling aside a few bundles of firewood piled in a hidden corner, An Xuan leaned forward, and by the moonlight, he saw that there was a person shrinking in the corner of the wall.

　　 This person was **** with his hands and feet, and there was a mass of stuff in his mouth. When he saw someone coming, he kept making whining noises, then moved his body, trying to get in as much as possible.

　　 "This is..." Qin Jian looked at this person with a puzzled expression in his eyes.

"We caught it just now." Zuo Jing stared at the man and explained: "Soon after you left, this door was suddenly locked. When we were discussing how to get out, we heard movement nearby, but the result was repeated. I looked for it with my voice and caught him."

　　 After finishing speaking, Zuo Jing took a deliberate look at the fat man, and said, "If it weren't for this Wang brother's flexibility, he would have almost let him run away."

　　 An Xuan turned his head and glanced at the fat man, and looked up and down on the fat man's large body.

　　 The fat man stared at him with very confident eyes, looking very powerful and powerful.

　　 "Brother King of Hard Work." An Xuan said.

　　 "Little things."

　　 "This door...is this guy locked it?" It was You Qi who spoke. He was frightened by the paper man in the sedan chair before, and he has only slowed down a bit now, but his voice sounded particularly embarrassing.

　　 "It should not be." Xia Meng replied. After she finished speaking, she pointed to the location of the lake, where the door is in two directions, "We found him in the bushes by the lake."

　　 "Have you tried it?" After a while, An Xuan asked suddenly.

　　 Hearing this, Zuo Jing's expression turned a little strange, "This person seems...as if there is something wrong with his brain, he hasn't spoken all the time, and he has been wandering for a long time depending on his outfit."

　　 "Is he a tramp who ran in from outside?" At this time, by the light, Qin Jian also slightly saw the dress of this person. The clothes were dirty and invisible, and there were scrapes everywhere.

　　'S face was also pitch black, and he couldn't tell what it was.

　　 "It's not like it." Teacher Liao Zhi said in a low voice, "Although the guards in this house are not strictly guarded, they will never let a tramp slip here."

　　 "And you didn't see that when we caught him just now, he was obviously very familiar with the terrain here. If the king brother hadn't jumped up and caught him from the broken wall, let him run away."

　　 Hearing this, An Xuan's face gradually became gloomy, and after a while, he said, "Is there a problem with my brain? You will know if you have a try."

　　 He pushed aside the weeds, came to this man, bent his knees and squatted, his dark eyes fixed on the latter's eyes, "I don't have time to spend with you, so I hope you can answer my questions honestly."

　　 He stretched out his hand and slowly placed it on the opponent's shoulder. The index finger and the **** were slightly bent. In the next second, the thumb suddenly exerted force and penetrated deeply into the soft place above the collarbone.

　　 The sudden pain caused this person to struggle violently, but in front of An Xuan, everything was just in vain.

　　 Putting torture before asking questions is a common psychological game in torture. The advantage of this is that it can greatly reduce the opponent's meaningless resistance and the time spent due to possible deception.

　　Sweat beads dripping from the forehead, you can imagine the pain this person suffered.

　　 "Enough." It was the fat man who was talking, "You didn't ask any questions at all, let him say something, if it was me, I won't tell you a word!"

　　 Staring at this painful and helpless man, the fat man was so cruel that he didn't feel sorry for him, but his mind always connected the torture of this man with the two things that he caught him.

　　 And this person seems to be young, about twelve or thirteen, and he is still a child.

　　 Anxuan released his hand, then tore off the rag ball from the mouth of the man who was so painful that he shrank into a ball, and asked in a cold voice: "What is your name and what are you doing here?"

"Call - call -" the man of extreme weakness lean on the wall, staring at Anxuan, big mouth and breathing heavily, the fear in the eyes of almost condense the essence.

　　 "Don't tell me?" An Xuan narrowed his eyes, as if he had already decided that this person was a pretender, and then stretched out his hand, wanting to repeat the trick.

　　 But just as he stretched out his hand, the hand was suddenly grabbed by the person in front of him, and then he bit on it hard.

"what!"

　　 The person who was originally **** broke away from the rope, and then suddenly got into trouble. After biting An Xuan, he pushed his head along the way and pushed An Xuan, who was already half-squatting on the ground, and his center of gravity unstable.

　　 then turned around and rushed to the ground nearby. After a few drills, he disappeared.

　　 All of this happened between the electric light and flint, and when the others reacted, the person was gone.

　　 Xia Meng chased him a few steps, and found a hole the size of a dog hole under the broken courtyard wall.

　　 It seems that that person escaped from here.

　　 An Xuan grabbed his fingers, blood flowed from the gaps between the fingers, thinking that this bite was not light.

　　 His face trembled slightly from the severe pain, his eyes seemed to kill.

　　 The fat man seemed a little gloat, but looking at An Xuan's face, he didn't dare to be too obvious.

　　 "Why did you let him run?" Teacher Liao Zhi stopped doing it right away~www.wuxiamtl.com~ shouted at An Xuan: "It took so much effort to catch it, what did you do..."

　　Before he was about to say something more ugly, he was persuaded by the rest of the people.

　　 Although the choreography of the play has already been sung, but if the quarrel continues, there is still some trouble that will happen.

　　 said that it was Young Master Huang singing at night, but in this house, except for them, no one had the intention to come to cheer.

　　 The housekeeper of Zhou, the middle-aged woman, and the black-faced man, the young maid, etc., all did not come.

　　 More importantly, Master Huang did not come either.

　　　　Nuo's big house, it seemed as if all were dead.

　　 After calming down, everyone simply tidied up and did not dare to delay any longer. They immediately followed the original road and returned to their place of residence. After closing the door, the fat man breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 Although it's just a wing room, it's a rare consolation at the moment.

　　 After Xia Meng came back, she walked directly to the table, poured a large glass of water for herself, and then gurgled it down, as if it could dilute some of the fear she had accumulated before.

　　 "You save me some!" Jiang Cheng stared at her and said.

　　 "Doctor." It seemed that there was something he couldn't figure out. The fat man approached Jiang Cheng, but before he could ask, Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly became formal: "Do you wonder why An Xuan let the man go?"