Trickster Hunter

Chapter 267 Rattle

This strange situation lasted for half a minute before the two little girls picked up the rattle and kite on the ground and turned away.

Soon, they disappeared at the end of the street.

"Boss?" Sun Hang turned his head to look at the crack in the door and asked tentatively.

No response.

"Boss? Are you still there?" Sun Hang asked again.

Still no response.

Even a blind man could see that the two little girls were strange - compared to those "worthless" townspeople, they were obviously very special.

But what made Sun Hang a little puzzled was that he had clearly "offended" them just now, but in the end they targeted the "shop owner" who had not shown any malice towards them at all...

What is this? Is there also bullying in the world of weird things?

But I am not that "hard", right?

With all his meme abilities gone and his mysterious "cards" nowhere to be found, Sun Hang is now at his weakest, except for the hunting pistol hidden in the holster under his armpit. His remaining combat ability is almost negligible.

This place is obviously a world where the strong prey on the weak, as can be seen from the "shopkeeper" killing the townspeople on the street at will. But in this case, why would the "shopkeeper" conduct a fair and honest transaction with him instead of killing and robbing when he has no combat ability?

Does outsiders have superior privileges in this weird town?

Weird things? Worshipping foreigners?

These two words that have nothing to do with each other collided in Sun Hang's mind.

"It's a bit outrageous..."

Sun Hang shook his head and reached out to push the half-closed carved wooden door.

With a tooth-grinding "creaking" sound, the wooden door was pushed inward, and the light from the street outside shone in, and the darkness in the room suddenly retreated - the darkness retreated very quickly, as if it was afraid to avoid it. Before the light was projected to a certain place, the darkness there had already shrunk deeper, leaving only a vague shadow.

Those black things were not shadows, but had entities - Sun Hang had seen them once before when he dragged the middle-aged woman in, but he didn't know why these things could leave the room and be exposed to the street lights at that time, but now they are so cowardly.

"Boss?"

Sun Hang asked "courtesy", and then pushed the two wooden doors open to the maximum extent.

A small bench made of bamboo strips fell one meter away from the threshold, and next to the small bench, there was a hookah made of bamboo.

As for the "person" who was sitting here smoking just now, he disappeared without a trace.

Sun Hang stepped over the threshold and walked into the house.

For a moment, he felt a chill approaching from both sides behind him - the darkness in the room was close to the inner side of the outer wall, and those places where light could not reach.

But they could only spread to the door. If they went further, they would come into contact with the light from outside.

Sun Hang always felt that if he took two more steps forward, the door would close behind him again.

He squatted down, picked up the hookah on the ground, and took out the short knife he carried with him, split the bench with a few knives, and then stuck these things between the door and the threshold.

Unless the force of closing the door can break these bamboos abruptly... As long as he heard the sound of the bamboo under force, Sun Hang would break through the door without hesitation - these two wooden doors are very thin and the material is very fragile. Even without the bonus of meme ability, ordinary people can easily knock them open with their strength.

Sun Hang continued to walk in. When he took a step, the darkness huddled in the corner took a step back.

"Boss, where have you been? I wanted to ask you to buy something?" Sun Hang asked as he walked.

Still no one responded.

These old buildings are two-story structures. Sun Hang took out his mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and shone it at the four corners of the room - as expected, there were wooden steps leading to the second floor on both sides.

In the center of the room, there was an altar against the wall, and on the altar was a Buddha statue, but the statue was incomplete - from the left shoulder to the right rib position, the upper part had disappeared.

It was like being chopped off by the "Kasaya Slash" in Japanese swordsmanship - the reason why the Kasaya Slash was called the Kasaya Slash was because the direction and angle of the slash happened to be the line of the cassock.

Sun Hang didn't know much about Buddhism, so he couldn't recognize which Buddha or Bodhisattva this Buddha statue without even a head was, and there was no sign or hanging banner next to the Buddha statue to indicate the identity of the Buddha statue.

In addition to the Buddha statue, there is a bronze incense burner on the altar, with three extinguished incense sticks inserted in it. In front of the incense burner are three porcelain plates with cracked edges.

Two porcelain plates are empty, and on the middle porcelain plate is the "bait block" that the "shopkeeper" just bought from Sun Hang.

"Buying food is not for eating, but for offering and sacrifice?" Sun Hang suddenly understood why "food" is so precious in Maoyun Town.

If this thing is given some kind of "religious meaning", then everything can be explained.

"But... why do you want to worship a headless Buddha statue?" Sun Hang tilted his head and looked at the Buddha statue on the table, "Is it some kind of evil god? Or some powerful weird thing?"

Sun Hang always felt that it was better to worship the three monkeys than to worship this thing...

In his opinion, among all the known monsters, it seems that no monster has the ability to compete with the three monkeys.

He even suspected that his ability to "make his wishes come true" came from the three monkeys.

This is an ability comparable to the weapon of causality. According to the "professional terminology" in fantasy novels, it is the "power of law".

The power of law, such a high-end thing, generally does not appear in the early stage. Only when the protagonist and the final BOSS fight in the late stage, will the power of law be used to fight... to create a famous scene like "the great way is wiped out".

For ordinary characters, let alone obtaining the power of law, they even need to see the big guys use the power of law, and the insights they get are enough to make them become the overlords.

However, Sun Hang did not feel lost for the disappearance of the ability, but was a little happy-it was a long-lost feeling of freedom. Before that, he always felt that there were three pairs of eyes watching him all the time.

He seemed to be watching him.

And now, those three lines of sight disappeared completely.

There is really nothing more gratifying than this.

Sun Hang raised his mobile phone and pointed it at the Buddha statue on the table.

Not long ago, he discovered that the camera of the mobile phone has the same ability to "reveal the truth of the strange things" as the mirror, but considering the limited battery of the mobile phone, he tried not to use the camera of the mobile phone when he could use the mirror.

However, the current situation is special. The light in the room is dim, and the effect of the mirror is greatly affected. In comparison, the low-light lens of the mobile phone is much clearer.

The Buddha statue in the lens is no longer a Buddha statue, but a dry skeleton sitting cross-legged on the table. This skeleton was also cut by a cassock, and the upper body from the left shoulder to the right rib was neatly cut off.

Sun Hang moved the lens down, and other things also revealed their true colors-the bait block turned into the familiar rotten meat, and the three incense sticks inserted in the incense burner turned into three blood-stained fingers.

The fingers were very thin, almost skinny, with one end of the finger stuck in the soil, and the nails on the other end had obvious burn marks.

So these three fingers were really being burned as incense?

Can this thing be lit? Sun Hang couldn't help but doubt it.

There was nothing else on the altar, so Sun Hang turned the camera to the darkness curled up in the corner of the room.

The darkness was still darkness, and the camera was pitch black, and nothing could be seen clearly.

"Will I be punished by heaven if I steal tribute?" Sun Hang walked to the altar and picked up the "bait block".

At the moment when the bait block left the plate, he vaguely saw that the "Buddha statue" on the table seemed to move.

"Are you anxious?" Sun Hang stared at the Buddha statue and asked half-jokingly.

The "Buddha statue" moved again, and this time the amplitude was obvious, which means that what Sun Hang just saw was not an illusion.

"If you want tribute, come and get it." Sun Hang tossed the "bait" in his hand, "A great man once said that if you do it yourself, you will have enough food and clothing. You are not even willing to move your butt, and you are still waiting for others to offer you tribute? This tribute is better to feed the dog than to give it to you!"

Sun Hang was trying to provoke the other party... Since the shop owner, the black shadow and the two weird little girls did not dare to do anything by themselves, he wanted to see what this Buddha statue worshipped by the shop owner could do.

Although his ability disappeared, his keen intuition was still there - his intuition did not perceive any threat. Even when the dark matter tried to spread to the door, Sun Hang only felt a slight chill.

This chill was far from the level of threat. At best, it was equivalent to looking back at a little black cat on the beam staring at him when walking at night.

The "Buddha statue" shook violently, and the only remaining arm was raised, as if it was going to pounce on Sun Hang, but after hesitating for a moment, it sat back in its original position and resumed its original posture.

"So cowardly?" This was Sun Hang's turn to be surprised... He thought that he had already been so aggressive, but the other party could still bear it?

Sun Hang pulled out his pistol and aimed it at the torso of the Buddha statue.

Gunmanship is also a law, and trajectory is also a way. Amitabha, the way is natural.

Sun Hang pulled the trigger.

The sound of the gun was absorbed by the surrounding darkness the moment it sounded, just like the screams of the "middle-aged woman" who was dragged into the room.

The Buddha statue that was hit fell apart instantly, and Sun Hang quickly raised his mobile phone and turned on the camera.

The already incomplete skeleton is now even more broken, but they are not "dead" yet. The bones that were blown away are still crawling towards the altar, as if they want to reassemble again.

Unfortunately, at their crawling speed, it will take a long time for them to gather together again.

At this moment, Sun Hang seemed to sense something and turned his head - he saw that the hookah used for smoking was gone, and in the corner of the room, a familiar fire was lit.

A choking smell of smoke drifted into Sun Hang's nose.

"Boss? Are you still alive?" Sun Hang stared at the fire and asked, "If you are alive, why don't you make a sound?"

From the beginning, Sun Hang suspected that the dark matter was the real body of the "shop owner"... Now it seems that he should have guessed right.

"Don't you feel...hungry?" The shopkeeper's voice floated out from the corner, weak as an old man half buried in the ground.

"I'm not hungry." Sun Hang touched his stomach, and the strong feeling of fullness brought by the compressed biscuit still existed.

"I'm so hungry... so hungry..." The shopkeeper said weakly.

"Since you are hungry, why don't you eat the food you bought with great difficulty, but use it to worship this broken Buddha statue?" Sun Hang threw the bait block in his hand towards the fire, "I thought you were dead just now... Since you are still alive, return it to its original owner."

With a "pop", the bait block fell to the ground.

"Thank... Thank you..."

Darkness pounced on it in an instant, and a creepy chewing sound rang in the room.

This chewing sound did not sound like eating pastries like bait blocks, but rather like biting some tough meat.

After all, the "true face" of this bait block is a piece of rotten meat, and Sun Hang was not surprised at all that it would make such a sound.

"Can you tell me where those two little girls came from?" Sun Hang asked.

The speed at which the two little girls left just now was so fast that Sun Hang had no time to use a mirror to look at them.

"They... they are the food raised by the mayor's family." The chewing sound stopped, "Don't... go... hit... them... otherwise..."

"What else?"

"Otherwise... you will... be... like me..."

The owner's voice stopped abruptly.

The darkness in the room receded like a tide, and the candles on the two corners of the altar were automatically lit, and the dim light emitted illuminated the entire room.

In the corner where the sound just came from, there was a thing that could barely be called a "person" lying down. Its facial features were completely distorted, and it could barely make out a mouth. Other parts such as eyes, nose and ears were completely blended together, just like the pattern on the coffee latte art was stirred vigorously twice with a spoon.

He only ate less than half of the "bait" - it's not accurate to say that, because there was a fist-sized hole in its throat, and the half-chewed bait leaked out of the hole and fell to the ground.

A trace of dark red blood seeped into the off-white broken bait.

"Boss?" Sun Hang walked up and kicked the other party lightly.

There was no movement, and no breath.

It was dead... or it was "dead".

Sun Hang noticed that there seemed to be something pressed on the chest of the corpse. He turned the corpse over with his toes, and the pressed object was immediately revealed.

It was a rattle without ears.