I waited in the dark cabin for the middle of the night, and there was no movement around.

I moved the idea of leaving here, but the analysis of Jun Xiaojiao is right, the thinking and power of flying head down are now difficult to judge, that is to say, this abandoned small mountain village is dangerous, it is not clear that this is the light under the black, it is the safest place.

This is just his analysis, there is still a probability problem, I dare not take too risk, all the doors and windows are carefully checked again, sure to be tightly locked.

After the middle of the night sleep, the eyelids are heavy, and they know that the danger is coming, but the fatigue that has not slept overnight is swept.

I leaned against the wall and took a sip.I don't know how long it took, I felt the wind outside, the wind was very strong, and the windows were creaking.

I played a spirit, woke up, kneaded my eyes to know that it was not a dream, and checked at the window, and closed it firmly.Just then, suddenly I heard a "hissper" outside, as if there was a snake.

I dare not open the window, squat in front of the window sill, through the gap between the wooden windows to see out.

Outside Hesse, surrounded by silent, the moonlight seemed to be covered, nothing could be seen, I changed a few angles, I really can't see.In the middle of the doubt, a face suddenly appeared outside the window, I lay down in the gap and looked out, and the face came through the gap through the window, just in the face.At this moment, I was scared and I was scared and I fell to the ground.

This face is black, the specific five senses can not see clearly, see the hair and beard together, the face is narrow, a little Southeast Asian characteristics.

I sat on the ground, my brain buzzing, and I was still in doubt when I heard the rhythm of the window, and something was hitting outside.

"The yin, the strong hysteria."You Xiao角 said, "It should be Azanyuan's flying head back."

I was scared for half a day without moving, and you said, "It doesn't matter, see if it can't come in."

Outside the window, the sound of “whispering” kept coming.As far as I could imagine, a flying head was dangling and hitting the window.There was silence all around, only the windows made a strange noise, and Hesse’s house was empty, only myself.At this moment, I felt cold hands and feet, and my whole body was incompetent.

The window rang for a moment, and the sound suddenly disappeared.I wiped the sweat from my head, my throat moved, and there was really no sound for a moment, did it go?

I asked you, is the horn still there?

You Xiao角 told me that you should not leave far, do not open the window to open the door.

I'm stupid, at this time to kill will not let the flying head outside come in, I am ready to fight for a night, do not see tomorrow's sun hanging high, can not get out of this house.

I came to the window carefully, gritted my teeth, and gathered the courage to squat in the gap in the window and look out, my heart was pounding, but I no longer looked at that face, it was too scary.

After changing several angles along the gap, he did not see the existence of the flying head, it was very quiet outside, only the dark outline of the grove, and nothing else could be seen.

“Did you fly away?”I said, “Going to find your own body?”

I was thinking, suddenly the door "snap" came strange sound, I was scared to shivering, chrysanthemum is tight.This flight could not see the window, flew around to the gate!

I was short of breath, as if wrapped tightly in invisible thickness, from the heart to the skin, all wrapped in great fear.

I have experienced a lot of dangers, but also seen the world, can walk in the front line of life and death terrible experience, can bring pure physiological reactions, can not stop.

I tried to suppress my anxiety, calm my breath, and look at the door.

The door was like someone knocking on the door, and the “whist” was ringing.

Quietly comfort yourself, as long as you do not open the door, the outside of the flying head can not enter.The flying head is extremely evil, but it is only a head, and it can bite me without hands and feet.

Just then, a sudden voice came from the door: “Open the door, open the door!”

I am surprised, what is going on, listening to the sound is very familiar, is the taste of Thai Mandarin, should not be azanyuan.

“Who’s in there, open the door, I’ll shoot if I don’t open it!”The louder the outside sounds.

I thought of it, as an assistant to Azan!Why did he come in the middle of the night?The strangest thing is that he seems to know that the person inside is not Azanyuan, otherwise he could not have called the door in this tone.

I didn’t say anything, just waiting.

“Well, don’t open the door, right?”The assistant outside said, the knock stopped, suddenly the sound of smashing the door, the outside assistant is using what tools to smash the door plate.

The little broken door was two broken pieces of wood, and as he struck violently, the door crumbled.

I piled a pile of groceries in front of the door, all pushed aside and rolled around.The door breaks a big gap, and the eyes can kick open with a foot.

In this tense moment, I realized a problem and couldn’t sit still.I bit the bite, opened the plug in the window, pushed open the window, the moonlight outside, the woods quiet and silent, can not see the flying head.I jumped out of the back window.

I quickly moved along the wall of thatched huts, came to the corner, and quietly touched the front.Hiding around the corner to the gate.This look is full of sweat.

The assistant had a small rifle in his hand, and the big hiking shoes were kicking the door, and the door was opening with only one foot.The most frightening thing is that just above the assistant, it can be about two meters high, floating something.

It was a round ball, full of hair, and dragged in the air so long that it seemed so terrible in the night.

I recognized it immediately, and I was afraid that this was the flyhead of Azanyuan.That is to say, this flying head is likely to break through the window, and then fly out to find the assistant, and the two of them return here one by one.

I screamed, I had no hands and feet, but I had an assistant with a gun.

The "click" crisp sound, the door was kicked open, the assistant went inside with the gun, and the flyhead flew in.

There were heavy footsteps in the house, and I hid behind the wall and the atmosphere did not dare to breathe, and my whole body was feverish, as if I had a fever.

The time was not long, the assistant and the flying head came out, the assistant looked around with the gun, full of voluminous bandit atmosphere, my heart beat faster, I know at this time his murderous heart has.

It is a dark night, killing people and burning the sky.

The assistant stood at the door and seemed to be talking to the flying head, in a very obscure Southeast Asian language, and only he said that the head had no dialogue.

The assistant, with his gun, ran straight into the woods opposite.

I sat on the floor as my ass, my heart beating like I was going to jump out of the cavity, I covered my chest, breathing a little difficult.

At this time, your little corner said: "Quick, follow!"

“What’s with you, looking for death?” he said.

You little corner broke and scolded: "You know a fart, they must be looking for a headless body, if you find Zhu Qiang, there will be a vicious battle, when we are fishing for profit!"Hurry up!”

“Can you slow me down.”I said intermittently.Just now tossed down, just like running a five-kilometer cross-country run, breathless.

"After the dawn, there is your slowness," said Jun Xiao角, "this evening is the moment when the poor dagger is seen, life or death, life or stay, and these few hours are decided!"Hurry up!”

I look at the sky, the moon is dark, the clouds are thick, why not dawn.The long night is hard.

I couldn’t get up from the ground and stagger along the woods where the assistant had just disappeared.

I have no flashlight, no lighting tools, into this forest, only to see everywhere are dense branches, shrubs are difficult to go, not far away, I have been scratched by the branches are blood.

I can't find where they are, relying on the small corner of the king to distinguish the position of the yin, but he can only feel what direction is probably, the specific where it is not clear, I have to rely on my feet to go a little.

In the forest can walk for forty or fifty minutes, this grove came to an end, there is a faint light outside.I had no need to be hurt, so I quickly opened the branches and walked through it hard, hiding behind a tree and watching.

Not far away is the cliff, there is a cave under the cliff, there is a cave at the mouth of the cave, holding the hand, it is Zhu Qiang.

A few meters across from him was the helper and the flying head in the sky.

The assistant pointed his gun at Zhu Qiang and said in Chinese: "Mr. Zhu, what are you doing, if you have any dissatisfaction, why should you destroy the practice of Azanyuan?"

Zhu Qiang looked at him coldly: “I don’t like people pointing guns at me.”Now you put down the gun, and I can put you on a living path."

The assistant smiled cruelly, his eyes were red, and the avalanes on his body were very abnormal.I didn’t dare to speak, hiding in the grass and quietly watching.

He raised his gun to Zhu Qiang and was really about to open.At this moment, Zhu Qiang suddenly extinguished the flashlight, the strong light disappeared, just like the stage suddenly extinguished the light, their figure suddenly blurred.

In the faint darkness, Zhu Qiang was seen running to the assistant at a very fast speed, and he heard a "bang" in the ear wheel, and the assistant shot, and the sound echoed in the woods.