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Chapter 27 Sweet Potatoes

When people are overly sensitive, they will feel the gaze behind them. When I steal things, I often feel that there are many things around me looking at me. Many times it is often an illusion, but when I am particularly scared, the feeling of something standing behind me is extremely real.

I can't describe this feeling. If you have to describe it, it is probably the sharp needle behind you, and your spine can feel the sharpness of you approaching the needle tip.

At this moment, I felt a person standing very close to me. My adrenal hormones were secreting desperately, and all the sweat hairs on my neck were feeling the airflow behind me.

This violent body efficiency mobilization has changed my feelings about time. I may only be one quarter of a second when I am shaking my mind, but a long time has passed in my consciousness. My brain is rotating rapidly.

What will happen to this person? Should he take a Polaroid and take a second photo, or is he plotting against me?

Is this thing a person? Can it move forward so quietly in the darkness? Could it be a monster like a mandrill? But how could a mandrill be used with Pharat?

I have a torch and an alarm clock in my hand. What should I do now?

I was more impulsive at this time and started to think about it. My body had honestly done what I wanted to do most, which was to turn around suddenly and then use all my strength to smash the alarm clock in my hand behind me.

At this time, the legs, waist and arm strength can almost be coordinated. The alarm clock flew out directly, and something stood behind him. The alarm clock instantly arrived in front of this thing, and there was no way to avoid it.

I raised the torch to hold the spear and prepared to stab the final shot immediately. As a result, I saw that the thing was tilted, and I avoided the alarm clock. The alarm clock hit the tree behind him, and Pang Dang sounded. Then my spear had already arrived in front of him. Before I could see clearly what was in front of me, I slapped over and slapped me to the ground.

I jumped up and saw Shentu looking at me coldly. I was already red in my eyes and wanted to rush over to him again. Shentu picked up the alarm clock with one foot, and slapped the alarm clock directly on the bridge of my nose. He beat me up and made me feel dizzy, and I fell and flew out, rolled down for more than ten meters. When I got up, I was wrapped in the cold mud and woke up.

Shen Tu jumped down and wanted to give me the last blow. I immediately raised my hand and closed my face: "Heroic, a misunderstanding."

Shentu stopped, and I saw Shentu looking around with a vigilant look on my face, asking me not to speak, and felt sad in my heart. I hugged Shentu's thighs and started crying. Brother, where are you dead? I'm drunk when you have to go to the bathroom for two days and one night.

Shen Tu covered my mouth and told me not to speak. I found that there was a wound on the cheek under his ear, which was very deep. I don’t know what was scratched.

He was quick and easy to come and go in the jungle. He told me not to speak, and I must know more than me. I immediately stopped wailing, wiped my tears, and followed his eyes to look around. After a long time of quiet, the forest was very quiet. There was no sound. Shen Tu made a few gestures to me, telling me not to speak and follow him.

I nodded and followed Shentu to start walking in the jungle without saying a word. After walking for about half an hour, we came to behind a big tree. We saw a cave on the steep slope. The big tree happened to grow from the entrance of the cave, and the falling dead leaves buried the entrance of the cave.

We went to push the leaves away, climbed the roots and entered the hole, which was about half a person tall. This hole was not formed by artificially. Looking at the edge of the hole, it seemed that it was not dug recently. What kind of hole is this?

The entrance of the cave opened 45 degrees down. When we entered the waist, we saw that the bonfire inside was pressed very low, the hole was very deep, and it was pitch black downwards. However, Shentu's equipment was placed very close to the entrance of the cave, and a wind blew out from the depths of the cave.

We could only sit in front of the campfire, and Shentu pushed the firewood into the fire, and said, "The mountain is steep here, and the cliffs on both sides of the canyon are close to each other, and the sound is transmitted along the canyon. There are people with excellent hearing in the other party. Don't talk much outside."

I nodded without comment, and didn't know what he meant. Because the space in the hole was small, it was much warmer, and I rubbed my hands and felt a warm feeling. I looked down and asked him what was inside the hole. Shen Tu shook his head and said he didn't know. I thought about it, it's good to have a hole, don't worry about it so much.

"Where are you from?" Shen Tu asked without looking at me, looking at me.

"My hometown is from Sichuan, I was born in Fujian, and my first job was in Beijing." I said honestly.

Shen Tu looked at me and reached out, and I immediately retreated: "Tell me the truth, you don't need to get a needle." He tilted his head, and I realized that he handed me a piece of sweet potato.

The sweet potatoes are no longer hot, but after eating instant noodles for a few days, I only licked them and burst into tears. I thought to myself that the hero’s grace of saving lives is unforgettable. If you have anything you want to steal, just look for me. I couldn’t help but approach him.

Shen Tu ate himself, and suddenly a gust of wind blew, and he immediately looked outside the cave alertly. His body posture changed instantly.

It took a long time for the wind to recover before he recovered. I remembered something and immediately took out the evil relics. "Heroic man, these are all yours. You have already kept them. I told you that we two have a perverted stall. That guy is a perverted murderer. Let's go out quickly when dawn. This forest is very evil."

"I can't get out." Shen Tu was silent for a few seconds and said to me. "This forest has done something." As he said that, he took the evil relics and looked at them in the fire.

"Ah, it's not right, you can't even get out, a brave man." I threw the sweet potato skin into the fire in surprise, thinking to myself, what can this forest do?

Shen Tu lowered his head and added firewood, "In the past year, I have seen your friend more than once in the ghost market. Every time he brought an Anren with me. I found it strange and noticed that you are the fourth person I followed here. After the first three people came in, they disappeared. After entering this forest, I couldn't keep up. In order to know what happened, I thought of a way to come in with you this time. But when I came in, I couldn't find a way out. The forest here changed the same day."

I wiped my mouth. I am the fourth person. I just saw two corpses. Oh my god, how many people have died here? Thinking of my own speculation, I asked if Shen Tu knew so carefully, the people who had been brought in by Su's people several times? Su has been here many times?

Shentu nodded, and I thought to myself that Su was indeed a problem. Is this person who was in the city who specifically deceived people into this forest to kill? But now I am with Shentu, I feel a little relieved.

I asked Shentu, what happened to him? Is he a policeman investigating this case? Shentu looked at me for no reason and said he was not a policeman.

"I'm also looking for someone with the surname An, especially those in this area." Shen Tu's eyes suddenly became very confused: "But you shouldn't be the person I'm looking for."

"Do you think Su has a grudge against the one with the surname An? Why do you only attack us? Whoever came from the surname An attacked him?" Speaking of this, I suddenly thought of what happened just now, and I had to explain it to him first, so I crawled over, came to his side, and told everything. Shen Tu listened silently, without any reaction. He just watched me sit next to him and made the same posture when the wind blew.

Knowing that this is a preparatory stance that can get up and hit me at any time, I had to slowly retreat. Shentu then handed me a photo, which was also a photo of the Polem, behind Shentu's shooting.

"Who shot this? Who is so perverted?"
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