Chapter 712

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Tang said coldly, "what I'm looking for is the person in the picture."

The old patriarch shakes his head, turns around and shouts something in the language of the angry Bai nationality. Soon, a man in an old-fashioned jacket comes in with a shotgun.

"Baiga, look at this picture..."

Several hunters are also curious to come over, looked at a smile.

The guy named Baiga blinked and looked at Fang Tang: "your sketch is very good. If I want a portrait, I will find you."

Baiga, the only high school student in the village, is an educated hunter.

And his appearance is similar to that of Fang Tang.

Fang Tang was in a daze.

The old clan leader raised his gun again this time: "the person you are looking for is here. Now it's time to give up?"

Fang Tang looked at the muzzle of the gun, and his confused thoughts gradually stabilized. He said to the old clan leader in a deep voice: "you are not a hesitant person. If you want to kill us, just one command is enough. Why are you scaring us all the time? What do you want me to say? "

The old clan leader's hand trembled for a moment, suddenly put away his pistol and opened his eyes angrily: "I want you to admit that you are a monster, the soul of revenge in the jungle! I, I will not be afraid of you, no matter how terrible you are! You... "

His words were incoherent and his eyes were about to stare out.

Liu Wenwen felt cold all over, but suddenly realized that the old patriarch was not so calm on the surface. He was always afraid!

He was really scared!

What he was afraid of was Fang Tang and Liu Wenwen!

Fang Tang looked up at the dome of the church, looked down at the strange symbols looming under the seat, and showed a sudden expression: "originally, you always regarded us as ghosts. No wonder, ha, no wonder you brought us to this church. You also believe in God. You, you even drew a symbol under the chair!"

The old patriarch gasped violently, then waved suddenly.

The clan retreated silently, and the one named Baiga even took away the portrait.

The church doors closed again, and the storm continued.

The old clan leader gasped more and more, then slowly took out a strange little thing from his arms and threw it directly to the ground: "do you know me? What the hell is this? "

It's an earring!

Fang Tang looked at it and jumped up. He couldn't believe it: "where did you find it? This is my earring!"

"I know it's earrings, but it's not yours. It's Haley's. And why, why does it talk? " The old patriarch shivered all over and murmured something that people didn't understand.

Cain's EARRINGS... Were taken away after entering the underground factory, and Bafang dizang was directly sealed at that time.

Now this earring actually appears in the virtual scene of the game?

Fang Tang picked it up carefully and saw a layer of wood ash on the edge of the earrings.

He looked up and said, "have you burned this?"

The old clan leader's cheek trembled: "of course, a dead man's thing naturally needs to be burned."

Dead man's stuff. Wait a minute. He just said that this earring belongs to Haley.

Fang Tang tried to put it on and silently called in his heart: "Cain? Cain

Hum, earrings really speak, but it is a shrill woman's voice.

In front of Fang Tang's eyes, it was dark, and there was a very frightening picture on his retina.

A woman covered with blood, trampling countless struggling mice, came from the dark with carrion and black blood.

With a click, the earrings fell, and Fang Tang gasped like an old clan leader.

"Well, what the hell is this?"

The expression on the old patriarch's face was very rich. For a long time, he got up slowly, relaxed and breathed out: "originally, you are not a ghost, but also a cursed person."

After a moment of silence, the old clan leader looked at the earring on the ground and said with a bitter smile: "we have used countless methods, such as fire, cave, mine, gunpowder, hammer... But we can't destroy this earring anyway. It's the ghost of Haley. We are all cursed. You are right. The ghost has been wandering in the jungle. She, she came for revenge, She warned us that when the rainstorm comes, the whole village will go to hell. "

Fang Tang stares at the earring and holds the faltering patriarch: "tell me, who is Haili?"

"It's the daughter of old hailibu..." the old patriarch murmured, "she's coming to settle with us."Ding's a crisp ring spreads, the earrings on the ground suddenly suspend and rise.

The strange scene made Liu Wenwen shiver.

Then the earring disappeared.

Liu Wenwen has been concerned: "it flew away?"

The old patriarch swallowed his saliva: "yes, it flew back to its master. Haley's ghost is calling it!"

Liu Wenwen in fangtang ear quick analysis: "I see, this level of hide and seek is actually a ghost story as the background of the game, we may have to help the villagers break the curse, and then find the rat boss, maybe, all this behind the scenes is the rat boss in the ghost."

It really doesn't look like a game of hide and seek.

But Fang Tang still felt that something was wrong.

His strange feeling just now became more and more obvious.

Virtual reality?

Why is there always a doubt?

"Old patriarch, you see me as a friend who helps. Can you talk about Haley?" Fang Tang tried to ask.

The old patriarch sat down dejectedly and turned his head to say hello again.

Not long after, some people brought hot pot soup, as well as leaves wrapped in fried meat insects, and a plate of unknown animal bacon.

The old patriarch sat there, while Fang Tang and Liu Wenwen could not eat anything at all.

"The story of Haley has to start a year ago, when Irene got my letter and came here... Before that, I have to tell my own story." The old clan leader sighed softly: "only when you understand these things, you will understand that I am so stupid. I have killed not only a good friend, but also the whole clan!"

The old patriarch fell into a long memory and spoke intermittently.

Fang Tang and Liu Wenwen listen to the God, slowly, they drink hot soup, eat bacon, while with the memory of the old patriarch, into a very strange story.