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"call!"

Fox King An Xuefeng exhaled and gave Lu Shucheng a warning look. Just now, she was so shaken that she almost exposed the fox's tail. Fortunately, An Xuefeng stepped on the fox's tail in time to prevent the tip of its tail from flinging out of the rock where it was hiding.

But even so, the foxes still alarmed the ghosts, and the sharp and pitiful cries suddenly stopped, replaced by an ominous silence, and a cold and cold feeling swept over them, as if they were being stared at by something sinister. . The foxes were heartbeating very fast. They were holding their breath and curling up, not revealing any clues at all. An Xuefeng, the fox king, stood between the rocks and the foxes. The white fox immortals Yu and Hui Duan were in the middle. In the middle were the ordinary foxes and the moon Yi Ling, just as they were in the middle. Resting position in the iron cabinet.

In this way, the power of legend reenactment can best protect all foxes and blind all perceptions of pollution related to Wuluoshan and Tusi King. The coldness was moving, not targeting anyone, but searching carefully, like the most patient hunter. Who is watching? I'm afraid it's the ghost-like Mother Liu. Her eyes are obviously blind, but it makes people feel that only she can bring such oppressive horror. The pressure is increasing little by little, making people's hair stand on end. They can't help but wonder if they have been exposed a long time ago. Is it stupid to hide? Like a child who is being chased by a ghost and hides under the bed in desperation, when he suddenly raises his head, the ghost is peeking out of the crack of the bed.

Would they suddenly look up and see Mother Liu crouching on the rock, staring at them eerily? Then there is no way to escape. Do you want to escape now?

It is difficult for a person's rationality to function under heavy pressure, and the instinct to escape and survive will take over. However, the passengers present were all determined people, and they believed in the decision-making of Team An and Director Ling. The foxes were still hiding behind the rocks, just like the shrubs and flowers that originally existed in the mountains.

"Mom, it's late at night and it's too cold outside. Let me help you go back."

After a while, the coldness dissipated, as if the other party finally gave up searching. But the foxes still did not act rashly, and still hid quietly behind the rocks. Until there was a faint sound of conversation coming from the direction of Liu Hai's house.

It was unmistakable. Lu Shucheng and Tong Hege were both excited. This male voice was that of Brother Zhou!

How did Brother Zhou end up in Qiebi Village? How did you get bangs? They don't know it at all, but as long as people are still alive...are people still alive? What they heard was really Brother Zhou's voice. Wasn't it some painted-skinned ghost imitating his voice to lure them into taking the bait? Passengers who have experienced life and death for several days are no longer Wu Xia Amon. They are all full of selfishness and are best at being suspicious and wary of everything.

Lu Shucheng and the other foxes still decided not to take the risk, but An Xuefeng was brave and cautious. He pressured the moon to communicate with Yi Ling in his heart, and let him give part of the moon's negative and cold power to him before risking his head to take a few glances.

Then he saw Mother Liu standing in the yard with her head bowed, her dark hair covering her face. The filial son on the far left was the one who spoke just now. He was still kneeling on the ground, raised his head and stretched out his hand, as if to help Mother Liu.

"Snapped!"

There was a soft sound, and the dutiful son's outstretched hand was slapped away. There was a soft click, and An Xuefeng saw that Xiaozi's hand seemed to be tilted abnormally. It was too far away to see if it was broken, and I didn't dare to look too closely. Fortunately, it was cautious enough, and Mother Liu actually spoke the next second.

"It's cold. It's just as cold as the night your father left. If there were enough firewood, it wouldn't be cold. Why is there so little firewood at home?"

Mother Liu's voice was soft and sweet. Although it had a sinister air, you could tell that she sounded like a young woman, not like a village woman with several twenty-year-old sons! Hearing her speak, there was a condescending and cold feeling. An Xuefeng's professional alarm was sounded. This mother Liu may have killed many people, so she was extremely dangerous!

"I go up the mountain to chop wood at dawn."

The filial son immediately promised, but Liu's mother remained unmoved. After a moment of silence, the filial son, who was kneeling in the middle, began to persuade his mother to go back to the house.

"Mom, you haven't had dinner yet. Please go back to the house and I will make you tea soup."

"Snapped!"

There was another sound, and the filial son in the middle was slapped in the mouth by Mother Liu. Mother Liu said coldly:

"I'm hungry. Your father used to go hunting in the mountains for several days. He would bring back all kinds of prey when he came back from the mountains. He didn't like to drink oil tea soup."

"I go up to the mountains to hunt at dawn."

The dutiful son in the middle said immediately, but his voice sounded a little unclear. He didn't know if his mouth had been implanted or if his teeth had fallen out. The slaps made the foxes' faces hurt. After the filial son in the middle stopped talking, the mountain village fell into silence again. It was probably the filial son's turn on the far right to speak. After listening to the first two conversations between the filial son and Liu's mother, the foxes all had their own thoughts in their hearts.

The legendary Mother Liu only had one child, Liu Hai, but now there is someone kneeling in front of her. Even if the old man hasn’t spoken yet, judging from the first two, they most likely call Mother Liu ‘mother’.

If they all count as children, then who has the real bangs?

The legendary Liu Hai is a woodcutter. Even if there are multiple variations in the legend, Liu Hai's identity remains mostly unchanged. After all, they are all "Liang Hai chops woodcutter". In this way, the dutiful son on the left who will go up the mountain to chop wood tomorrow is most likely to be Liu Hai. And he seemed to be someone Lu Shucheng and the others knew, maybe that Zhou Xiyang.

If it's him, it means that the person who got Liu Hai's identity is also a human being, not some monster, or an acquaintance, which is naturally the best. But is it really that simple? An Xuefeng is skeptical. Having a filial son by Liu's mother's side meant that things had changed, and it was better for them to be cautious.

After all, if you choose the wrong bangs, it will be difficult to repeat the legend.

but……

An Xuefeng, who had been thinking for a while, realized something was wrong and looked back at the Liu family.

Why doesn't the filial son say anything?

"What's wrong, kid?"

After a long silence, Mother Liu's voice sounded again, with a cold chill, which made Yi Ling curiously look through An Xuefeng's eyes. Then he saw Mother Liu leaning down, raising her hand to reach out to the filial son on the far right. Then he grabbed the filial son's neck and lifted it up like a chicken!

This filial son is not short, standing taller than Liu's mother. But Mother Liu was able to half-levitate and lift her dutiful son's feet off the ground! From the foxes' point of view, they couldn't see the dutiful son's expression. They could only see that he was struggling hard, but he couldn't break free from Mother Liu's iron-like hand. If this goes on, people will die. Yi Ling is not worried. He is just curious about why the filial son on the far right has fallen into this situation and still doesn't speak up?

Is there any hidden secret? Or is he a mute?

Soon Yi Ling's curiosity turned into shock - the dutiful son who was mentioned finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He grabbed Mother Liu's hand and coughed a few times before speaking, but he mumbled a bunch of words - he couldn't hold it in anymore. It took me a long time to hold back a sentence in English!

English? !

Yi Ling was shocked, this person dared to provoke Li Gui like this! He spoke English in front of the local ghosts - it was so interesting. Why had he never thought of trying this trick before? Is this filial son really not afraid of death? !

'He looks like a foreigner'

But before Yi Ling could get excited and think, he heard An Xuefeng speaking to him solemnly: 'No, it's not like that. He is a foreigner, I smell the foreign smell, it’s not wrong’

Now the Fox King is pressing the Moon Fox Ball tightly, and they share part of the characteristics and power of the Moon. Their breaths and souls are connected, allowing Yi Ling and An Xuefeng to communicate smoothly.

However, this kind of communication is still different from face-to-face conversations. Without seeing An Xuefeng's expression, Yi Ling didn't realize for a moment whether An Xuefeng was telling the truth or a joke.

ha? Smell the scent of foreigners? What kind of nose does An Xuefeng Fox King have? Even locals and foreigners can smell it? No, is the filial son on the far right really a human being?

Yi Ling originally thought that among the four people in front of the Liu family, only Zhou Xiyang was alive, and the others were all ghosts and zombies—it was even unclear whether Zhou Xiyang was alive or not. Maybe he is already dead, and he can only be resurrected if he is favored by the White Fox Fairy and receives the orb voluntarily given by the White Fox Fairy.

But if the other two filial sons are also alive, then things will go beyond Yi Ling's expectations. Are there any other living people in Wuluo Mountain? And foreigners? ? But this sounds outrageous. Foreigners got involved in the reenactment of their local legends, and they can’t even speak Chinese? This is so weird.

Unless this foreigner lost part of his memory like him, or he deliberately angered Mother Liu. In short, Yi Ling is completely interested in him, but whether he will have a chance to study it later depends on whether he can survive in the hands of the angry Mother Liu.

‘Mother Liu is angry, she is about to get angry’

The second after An Xuefeng's voice sounded, a crisp slap was heard. The sound was louder than the previous blow to the filial son in the middle, and the force was obviously stronger - Mother Liu took away her hand and grabbed the filial son's throat, and before he hit the ground, she slapped him and flew him ten meters away, directly into the courtyard. door. The dutiful son was in an extremely embarrassed state, like a gourd rolling on the ground. Blood was spilled as he rolled, and it looked like he was seriously injured.

"My son."

After slapping her, Mother Liu cried, but it was different from the previous cry. It was no longer a sharp and sinister cry, but an extremely sad sob. People can't help but soften their hearts and understand the difficulty of being a mother... No, it's mental pollution! An Xuefeng regained consciousness as soon as he regained consciousness. The other passengers also woke up one after another, but they all had lingering fears. Their hearts were pounding so hard that they were burning with anxiety. A sharp pain came from the bottom of their hearts, as if ghost claws had grabbed their hearts and kneaded them wantonly. Their hearts seemed to burst, and their waists and backs were even more intense. It was a sharp pain.

"My son, I can't help you. The night your father died, he hit his head and became an idiot. He was almost ten years old and couldn't speak a word!"

Incredibly, this way of crying is even more terrifying than the first time. This is truly emotional pollution! Hearing that Mother Liu was still crying, the expressions of the two filial sons changed, and they immediately threw themselves in front of Mother Liu and swore:

"Mom, I will teach my brother how to speak."

"Mom, don't be sad, leave this matter to us!"