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Chapter 944:Blood-colored Membrane

Personally, I don’t want to go over and see it, and no matter what I think, at this strange point in this strange place, a little child sings in the fog...

And the content of his chanting is not a song, like a humming song, and it is like singing in another unknown language, singing something we don't understand.

Looking forward, the possibility of finding trouble is very high, because it is too risky to do so, at least you have to wait for people to go up together...

I am too lazy, or my ancestors are too arrogant, I think it is the latter.

At this time, the seven treasures that were walking behind me suddenly shouted: “The one who sings!”Who are you?”

Originally, it was still quiet here like a pool of dead water, and the voice of these seven treasures shouted out, almost like the thunder that blew in the middle of the night, even our own people were scared to trembling.

“You are a bunny!What do you say?”

“It scared me!”

“It’s not me who’s calling... it’s called the Tiger!”Seven treasures awkwardly touched his nose and explained: "The thing that hums and sings must know us, so close, I can't feel that we have a ghost, but he is still singing, I want to scare him a little..."

“Are you scared of shit?”The old man looked at the seven treasures without a good mood: "You are really startling the old man!"

But don't say that the seven treasures that shout, the stuff that hides the song in the fog, is also out of sound for a moment, I don't know if there is no sound to hide, or to move the position away.

When we followed the ancestors to see, the position of the chanting voice before us was still empty and could not see the traces of other living creatures, and only the dead bodies of the earth could be seen by us.

“What’s going on... hiding?”The old ancestor frowned and looked left and right, and the doubt on his face was even more: “What was singing just now... Listening to that sound is quite human...”

“Impossible.”

I said, with a little nervousness on my face.

"At this point, in this deep mountain forest, there will be a human child hiding in the fog to sing."Or do you sing on these bodies?That’s not realistic, is it?”

Just as the ancestors were ready to say something again, there was another familiar chant, and it came again from front of us.

Before we just heard this chanting, the position of the sound, the distance we are about tens of meters, this time or so, the distance from us is still maintained at this point...

What is it like before? how is it the same?

Whether it is orientation or distance, it has not changed a little, let us can't help but falter for a while, I fuck... what is this sound?

At this time, the ancestors did not rush forward and looked back at me: "I take the lead, be careful yourself, pay attention to our back."

“I know.”

With that, I looked back, and behind me was the sight of the corpses all over the place, and there was nothing special.

At the same time, the ancestors also gritted their teeth and carefully took us forward.

This time the thing that made the sound did not move again, the sound did not stop, the constant ringing, did not react because of our proximity.

A moment later, we went to the position of the voice, and the thing that made the chanting came into our sight.

Before I saw it, I couldn’t imagine a creature becoming like it... no... it wasn’t it, it was them.

Unlike other places, there are no corpses on the ground in front of us, only a semi-transparent film-like thing covering the ground, and in these films, there are many bulging faces, as if someone was covered by plastic wrap and struggling.

The faces of those who protruded from the blood film were extremely painful, and looked like they were screaming, but no one could make a sound.

The only thing that can make a sound is to break the film, drilled out of that layer of blood-colored mucous membranes, a child who looks like an eight-year-old child.

The face.

I can’t imagine what kind of creature that is.

Almost the same as humans, but only the face, the back of the face, are some flesh and blood dark red meat tissue, and some dark green like meridians are caught in it.

The child's head is bare, to be precise, his face is light, not to mention hair, even the hair can not be seen!

There was no hair, and under the strong light of the flashlight, his pale skin looked particularly bruised.

The most annoying thing in my heart... or the smile on his face.

From beginning to end, his eyes have not left us, have been looking at us, his face is full of good smiles, his mouth has always been grinning, maintaining the most perfect smile...

He kept laughing, and his mouth did not move, but the strange chanting was indeed coming out of his mouth.

“It’s not right...” I frowned, slowly took two steps forward, blocked the people, and said without turning back: “Be careful... these things are not wronged... these things are not related to the old religion... It is likely that they have created monsters...”

"I can't feel their breath."The old ancestors frowned, and their tone became heavy: “Are they a threat to us?”It's not aggressive."

“Not strong, just not done yet...” I sighed, pulled out the knife, and looked carefully at these monsters on the ground: “I can’t believe that the Master is just a place to see... This is the only place to go up the mountain...”

“Stop it with a knife?”The killer tried to come up with an idea.

I looked at the smiling "monster", only feel a little hair in my heart, although the idea of killing ghosts is good, whether that thing is the enemy, stab him to see it.

Ten thousand steps back, said, in this section of the bone eye, Kunlun under the mountain may appear this kind of friendly army?

It's obviously impossible!

Whether it will attack us or not, it must be the old side of the church, it is not necessary to think about it.

“Stabbed it with a knife?”The spider boy frowned and said, "If it doesn't attack us, but it's been blown up by this knife, then we won't we lose a lot?"

The killer thought about it and said, “This is...”

At this moment, I had walked slowly forward, gallily squatting in the nearest position to these creatures, holding a strong flashlight, and carefully observing the details of them.

I don’t know how big the monster as a whole is, because within my reach, the ground is full of their spread, and I can see more than twenty faces.

With the strong light of the flashlight, I took a closer look, under this layer of blood film, not only those dark red meat tissue, but also a lot of mucus... Looking at something like a snot, translucent green, slowly flowing in this layer of film.

To be honest, this thing looks very disgusting, if you can, I don't want to work with them, go around.

Toads climb the back of their feet, do not bite people, this is the reason.

“I can’t feel their breath... so I can’t tell what kind of existence they are...”

I said, raising my hand and looking at my palm, and the expression became a lot more helpless.

"You can only touch and try."

“Do you want to touch them with your hands?”The old ancestor looked at me with some concern: “Wouldn’t it be a little risky?”Would you let me?My body is harder than yours.”

I shook my head, clasped my right hand, slowly lifted it up, and made an action that would be chopped at any time.

“It’s not right, I’ll cut it off.”

I said, slowly spread out the old atmosphere in the right arm, as soon as possible to wrap the knife of the knife, immediately let it become as crystal clear as the porcelain...

Ready to shoot, I gritted my teeth, pointed to the blood film on the ground and stretched out my left hand, carefully covering the palm of this film...

At that moment, the child's chanting stopped, very abrupt turn of his face, staring at me straight, still full of disgusting smile.

At this time, I have received feedback from those blood-colored films, although it is only a few clues, but I also probably guessed it...

“My mother’s...cut them!”

I almost shouted out this sentence, without waiting for anyone to react, the knife in my hand fell down, chopping the face of the black film in front of me.

And the child's face, also became distorted in an instant, began to scream like crazy...

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