[Wearing the book] Cannon fodder he chased the male protagonist with his life

Tang He observed the village for a while, and decided to explore the village on the edge first.He didn't go deep into the village, but turned around and walked towards a row of buildings on the left on the west side. The row of buildings was about 200 meters long.There was a pile of burnt ashes in front of each house, and he walked around the ashes. On the left hand side was a field higher than the road in the south, and on the right hand side was a building in the north.

Tang He moved forward along this row of houses, observed carefully, but did not make a sound.

It was unusually quiet here, without a single sound, Tang He unconsciously lowered his footsteps.

The houses on the right have a similar architectural style, with an iron door embedded in the door frame sunk in the east, and a high wall enclosing the yard on the west side. The whole house is surrounded by the wall and cannot be seen at all. The situation inside.

Why is it so tightly surrounded, with the doors and windows of every house closed tightly, and you can't see a little bit of what's inside.

Waiting for Tang He to observe carefully, and at the same time he was about to walk to the end of the row of houses, just before the door of the last larger house, a strange feeling suddenly appeared.

Tang He was terrified and felt his hairs stand up. This strong warning of crisis made him stop in his tracks, and he hid in the sunken door frame of the last house.

The door frame is very deep, and it can be seen that the door is also very thick, just enough for Tang He to lean inside without showing any traces.

When Chuchu entered here, Tang He always had a sense of danger lingering in his heart, an inexplicable fear, and now he knew that the danger was coming.

There is a height difference between the farmland and the road in front of the first row of buildings, and the end of this road is not a dead end, but an upward path.

Now, a white shadow floated down from the height of the small road. This shadow was slowly descending along the small road, as if it was going to float along the road in front of this row of buildings towards the main road in the center of the village.

Tang He poked his head out a little and saw this shadow. As soon as he saw this figure, he felt extremely frightened and dangerous.

He cannot be found by this shadow and will die.Tang He was sweating profusely but forced himself to think calmly.

The family he is currently in is already the first family on the outermost side of this row of houses, that is to say, if Bai Ying comes down, the distance between him and Bai Ying will not exceed one family.

After Bai Ying came down from the path, he was only ten meters away from him, and seemed to be patrolling.

what to do?If he stood here, when the time came, Bai Ying would not see him.If he ran, he wondered if he could outrun this white shadow.

The way the white shadow floated without feet always made Tang He inexplicably feel that he would never be able to run away from it.

And what Tang He was most worried about was whether there would be more than one such dangerous white shadow in this village who could kill him. If he ran around in a panic and attracted more white shadows, it would be cool.

It is unwise to run, but he can still fly. Now Tang He decided to take a gamble. He tried to hold his breath as much as possible, and tried to hide in the corner of the door frame without moving, to see if he could bluff past.

If it really doesn't work, he just flies, and then he can only gamble and fly to the home of the people behind.

Nervousness made him break out in a cold sweat, the depression was not shallow, he pressed against the door, and slightly poked his head to look at Shirai Shadow.

The white shadow was still floating slowly. When it encountered a large pile of plant ash in the middle of this family's house and to the west of the gate, it slowly avoided the position of the plant ash.

Tang He was a little surprised. The white shadow had no feet. He thought that the other party would float directly above the ash, but he didn't expect it to avoid it.

The white shadow was unexpectedly sharp, and after feeling it, he suddenly looked up.

Originally, Bai Ying's head was slightly tilted forward, and his long hair covered his face in a white robe and hung down to his knees. When he raised his head, his hair automatically parted to the sides. There were no eyebrows, eyes and nose inside, and it was blank.

On the contrary, the lower half of its face has a huge mouth.The big mouth was full of sharp teeth, and there was a weird smile on the corner of the mouth.

Tang He's heart suffocated, and he only blinked his eyes once, and the white shadow was already in front of him at such a high speed.It raised a dry and blackened claw from the white robe, and the sharp claw was already close to Tang He's eyes.

When Tang He was about to change into his original shape to escape the attack at the very moment, the closed door behind him suddenly opened backwards, and he staggered and was dragged into the door by an equally dry hand.

The door slammed shut.

Shiro Shadow's claws landed on the heavy black iron door and made a loud noise, but the door remained motionless. Shiro Shadow scratched the door in dissatisfaction, and the door made a harsh sound, but it was still firm.

The loud slapping and scratching sound lasted for a long time before it stopped.

The white shadow stared at the door and waited half the night, only to leave when the door really wouldn't open again, and continued to wander away slowly, in sharp contrast to the previous haste.

After Tang He inside the door was dragged in, as soon as the door was closed, he immediately broke free from the hand, and looked in front of him vigilantly against the corner between the door and the wall.

The door behind the door slammed loudly, and Tang He's eyes were completely dark, and he vaguely saw a vague and short figure in the darkness.

The hand quickly let go when he was struggling, and instead of grabbing him, he walked slowly to the other end of the aisle behind the door to get something.

The moonlight fell a little from the opening at the other end of the aisle, and Tang He could see clearly that it was an old man.The old man had a simple hair group coiled behind his head, hunched over, and turned to face Tang He after getting the things in his hands.

"Crack." A sound.

A bunch of flames lit up in the darkness, and Tang He recognized that it was a match, and the old man was still holding a small matchbox in his hand.

Although the fire was dim, it was enough for Tang He to see everything in the darkness clearly.His eyes quickly scanned the entire environment of the aisle behind the door and the old man.

The sides of the aisle, the ground and the top of the head are very simple, but there is a very complex and gorgeous fiery red mural on the wall facing the gate.

On the mural is a creature that looks like a unicorn but is not a unicorn. There is a small table under the mural, which should be the place where the old man holds things, and incense is enshrined on it.

Tang He wasn't quite sure what it was, but the mural startled him.

On the other hand, the old man has many age spots and wrinkles on his face, and his head is full of silver threads. It can be seen that he is very old and is a woman.

Despite being in such a dangerous and weird place, even just now Tang He encountered a monster that even at the eighth level he felt extremely threatened.

The expression on her face was very calm, and she even looked at Tang He very peacefully.

Seeing Tang He's vigilant look, she smiled, showing her mouth that was missing several teeth to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, it can't get in, come with me to have a rest."

The old man showed his back to Tang He very trustingly. The match in his hand had been extinguished, but she had already walked out of the aisle and walked into the yard under the moonlight. Tang He could see her clearly without the light of the fire.