Inside and Outside World

Yan Luo, who climbed out of the grave, stood on a soil slope. From the angle he was standing, in the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a village in the distance, and there were low houses in it. There are buildings, but the village doesn't have any lights or fireworks, so it's hard to see clearly.

It is night now, and he is still in an unknown state to this world, and he crawled out of the grave again.

Yan Luo thought for a while, and felt that it might not be a good thing to go to that village in this silent and deep night—the lack of lights and fireworks meant that this might be a dead village? No living people live? If that village is the theme base camp of this spiritual world, if you go there rashly, you might be in danger.

This world is only level 1, and Yan Luo is now LV2, but he didn't care about anything.

Supernatural!

Ghosts, ghosts, weirdness... such a world is unreasonable.

What's more, in the ancient Greek world of sports competitions, there were no powerful bosses, but the novice world is also level 1. Didn't there appear "groups" and "doctors", or even "biochemical weirdness" polluted by chaos, even LV3 bosses? The guides are overturned...

Yan Luo's tomb is in a mass of graves, there are hillsides and groves nearby, and he simply climbed onto a tree—this place seems to be tropical, and the trees grow very tall and lush, curled up among the branches, under the cover of leaves, It is difficult for others to find out.

If there were ghosts in that village, it would be wisest to investigate during the day.

Sunshine has great restraint on many ghosts, ghosts, wraiths, vampires and the like. In the movie, the extremely powerful super boss: Montenegro, didn't he also die in the sun?

He planned to stay in the tree overnight, wait for dawn, and then go to the village, the world of spirits, he couldn't be too careful. Besides, it's weird enough now—after entering, I actually found myself lying in a coffin and buried in a tomb!

In this way, after squatting on the tree for about 3 hours, Yan Luo noticed two figures in the distance, walking towards the cemetery.

Those two people could only see the outline of a human figure, but could not see their faces clearly.

"Could it be... a black man?"

A gust of cold wind blew away a corner of the thick black cloud, and the moonlight became slightly brighter. Yan Luo found that the two people in the distance were indeed black people—different from Mu Bai, the "black man who broke through the boundaries of human beings", the guide was actually Dongfang People, just dark complexion.

The skin of these two people is like black charcoal, and at the same time, they have the usual big eye sockets and thick lips of black people. The hair on their heads curls up and sticks to the scalp like springs. They are pure African blacks!

"In the last world, sports competitions were held in ancient Greece, but in this world, the supernatural has come to Africa again?"

"By the way, does this count as free travel?"

The two black men in the distance were dressed in very simple and shabby clothes, and the gray-brown clothes and trousers could not tell whether they were modern or modern. The two men were tall and short, and the tall man had a stick wrapped around his waist. A very bright red belt can be seen.

Both carried a shovel, the short one, and a bucket.

Yan Luo didn't make a sound, still quietly hid in the tree, watching what the two black men wanted to do, and soon, two black men, the tall one and the short one, were standing at the grave where he got out of.

Passages had been dug in the ground, and, wreaking havoc when drilled out, a large part of the tomb had collapsed, and there was a dark hole in the mouth. Ordinarily, the two of them would definitely be shocked when they saw this scene in the dark night. It is easy to think that the corpse in the coffin was a fake corpse and crawled out of the grave by itself.

But these two niggers, bold as hell, started talking at the grave with their shovels, and pointed at the hole.

The voices of the two were not loud, and because they were far away from the woods, they couldn't hear what they said specifically.

"It seems to be... English? No, it's not English... Could it be French, or Spanish?"

Yan Luo is a master of eight foreign languages.

He tried hard to distinguish.

The two blacks chatted for a while, and then began to dig the ground with a shovel. Soon the tomb was dug open, revealing the coffin inside. They all looked angry.

Even, the two soon started arguing.

Yan Luo was tilting his ears, trying to hear what the two were arguing about, when suddenly, the tall black man raised his fist and punched the short man **** the head.

The short guy was knocked down to the ground by a punch, and when he got up, he took out an object in his hand. The tall guy seemed to be panicked when he saw it, and wanted to go up and **** it, but the short guy grabbed a dagger with his other hand and stuck it in it. on that object.

The tall black buddy staggered back two steps, he clutched his chest, and blood flowed from the gap between his fingers...

The whole person fell down as if losing all strength.

The short buddies were laughing proudly, and kicked the tall guy vigorously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this time, the red cloth strip tied around the waist of the tall black man suddenly turned into a snake—yes, by Yan Luo Under the moonlight, it was very clear that it was a snake—flying up and biting the short man's face.

Soon, this black buddy also fell down...

Both of them were lying on the ground. After struggling for a few times, they seemed to lose their breath and remained motionless.

Yan Luo looked confused from the tree, what's going on? Just now he was considering whether to capture the two black men and torture them for information about the place and the village, but before he could act, the two attacked each other and died together?

"The folk customs here are quite tough!"

Sighing, Yan Luo still couldn't figure it out, why did the two black buddies come to the cemetery at night? Why dig your own grave? Why did I appear in this world in the tomb? The two saw that the body in the coffin was gone, why weren't they afraid? What are they arguing about? Why attack the other party, and the methods are so weird?

Yan Luo jumped off the big tree.

Walking over and checking the cause of death of the two, there was a hideous scar on the tall man's chest, as if he had been stabbed in the heart by a dagger. It is highly toxic.

There was a red belt on the ground beside him, Yan Luo kicked it carefully with his feet, and found that it was an ordinary strip of cloth, not a snake at all.

In the hands of the corpse, there was still something tightly grasped.

A strange puppet.

This puppet is only about 10 centimeters high. Its body is woven with straw and hemp rope. Its head is as big as a table tennis ball and twines are wrapped around it. The two glass bead-like eyes reflect the ghostly black under the moonlight. Light, on the puppet's chest, there is a crack cut by a dagger.

"What is this? A puppet doll?"