Chapter 372 Maling

Follow the pony across the road and walk along the street for a while, and then he mysteriously walked into an alley.

I saw his sneaky appearance and said to myself that this guy really has an extraordinary purpose. Maybe he is still trading drugs underground. I'm afraid he has taken over Boss Tong's business after Boss Tong's death.

Thinking about this, I peeked at the pony all the way to the end at the entrance of the alley, then turned my head and entered a door, and then followed.

The reason why I am so cautious is that once I appear behind him in such a narrow Beijing Hutong, I will be very easy to be found, and it will inevitably startle me.

However, if you keep a distance, it is extremely easy to lose it.

Sure enough, when I came to the wooden door at the end of the alley, the door was tightly locked from the inside.

I carefully put my palm on the wooden door and pushed it hard. The door creaked and seemed to be very damaged. With my current superhuman power, it would crush the door with a little force.

In this way, the people inside will inevitably be alert and my investigation will be blocked.

To be honest, there are not many such wooden doors in Beijing now, because this door is difficult to prevent theft.

No matter how strong the wooden door is, it will decay over time.

What is still preserved is generally the relics left by * Tongli that have not been demolished, most of which have been around for years.

The one in front of me is no exception. I can't see the original color of the door. Under the mottled old paint is the black wood. Many advertisements that have been pasted on the wooden door have peeled off with the rain, leaving only some faintly visible handwriting.

I really can't imagine the scene inside this door. It may be a back door of an old yard, a utility room, or an abandoned toilet. In short, it won't be a bright and luxurious place.

I put my ear slightly close to the wooden door and heard a voice inside. Although it was too far away to hear what to say, I still found something unusual, because the voice seemed to come from only one person, and the same man kept nagging.

I have heard the pony's voice and am sure that it is the pony who is talking to himself, but I don't know what kind of nerve he has.

There's nothing I can do. I can't break in. I can only listen and see if there are any gaps in the door that can be peeped.

The result really made me find a gap about the width of my finger at a height close to my knee.

I squatted on the ground and tried to look into the door. As a result, I immediately found that the door was dark. I could only see a yellow mind squirming on the ground, looking like a strange humanoid snake.

"What's going on? What's wrong with the pony? Go to the space behind this door and lie on the ground and squirm?" I said to myself and couldn't suppress my curiosity.

However, I still didn't rush in after all, because the power of the pony should not belong to normal human beings.

Since I was able to distinguish the color of the mind, I have found that almost all ordinary human beings have white thoughts, and extremely evil people will have a trace of black, while yellow thoughts basically only appear on animals, and they are the aggressive one.

Is it true that the pony is not a human, but a legendary monster?

I have seen monsters, but after all, it only exists in illusions. It's the first time I've seen such strange things with my own eyes.

Thinking of this, I happened to see that the yellow thought gradually turned white, and then the pony lying on the ground gradually became a standing posture.

I can't help thinking, is it possible that this guy has changed from an animal to a human again?

Just thinking about this, the pony has come this way.

I saw him walking in a strange posture, twisting like a snake, and I couldn't help but smell a strange smell in his heart.

But he is about to open the door and come out, so I'd better hide first.

So I hurriedly exited the alley, stood beside the alley, pretended to make a phone call, and then looked at the people coming out of the alley.

I firmly believe that the pony will come out of the alley, because this alley is a dead end. Although there are two doors in it, the big iron door opposite the wooden door is locked, and the chain is about to rust. Usually no one will go in and out of it.

But I waited at the entrance of the alley for a long time, but I still didn't see anyone coming out of it.

I was about to go in and have a look when I suddenly saw a pure girl in jeans coming towards me from the alley.

I was stunned for a moment, and the girl had already walked past me.

I wonder where this woman came from and which wooden door she came from?

Is there actually someone living in the wooden door? Did I misread it just now?

When the girl is far away, I'm going to go to the alley again.

All the way to the end, I found that the wooden door and the big iron gate on the opposite side had not been moved, and the wooden door was still locked to death.

I squatted down again to look at the situation inside the wooden door and found that there was no movement.

The ears listened closely, and there was no strange movement.

"Oh no... he ran away!" I said silently in my heart.

This time I had no more scruples and kicked the door open directly.

As soon as I entered the door, I thought there would be a family eating and staring at me, and then I told them that I accidentally fell in.

As a result, it was really dark in front of me, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Although nothing can be seen, the special smell in the air also reminds me that there is a great danger here.

To be honest, this smell is not good, but it is very impressive to me.

When I was a child, I went to the grave with my classmates and accidentally fell into a grave hole. Although I didn't see the dead head, I was scared to death.

Because there is a snake more than two meters long in the empty grave hole.

To this day, I still remember the curly disgusting appearance and the pungent smell.

Now in front of my nose, there is this smell of snake smelt.

And this time it was so strong that it almost rushed to my face and made me take a few steps back.

I took out my mobile phone and turned on the flashlight attached to it. I suddenly found a green man lying on the ground, and I was so scared that I almost jumped up.

The man lay there in a five-body posture, just like a salute during the pilgrimage in Tibet.

It's just that the green person in front of him now has a dead air all over his body and has no intention of moving at all.

"It's a dead man..." I said silently in my heart, and then asked myself, "Why is death so strange, and the color of the skin is also unusual."

Thinking of this, I approached the dead man lying on the ground and found that the green light reflected on his body was not the color of his skin, but a protuberance like snake scales.

These small snake scales are all over the man's body, which makes people's hair stand up.

Smell the smell of the air, and then see this dead man covered with snake scales, I suddenly realized: "This is not a dead person! It's a huge snake!"

Sure enough, after I had this idea, I found a very thin black crack on the back of this "person" lying on the ground.

I didn't have a long body, and I didn't want to play with this stinky thing with my hand, so I kicked it up.

The snake fell on the ground and rolled a few times, like an inflatable toy that was pumped inflated, softly lying down.

The cracks on the back are closed in the rolling, and some sticky ** are squeezed out of it.

In an instant, the stench became stronger.

"Damn it! Maybe it just came off. It's really disgusting!"

I looked around with the flashlight on my mobile phone and found that this was a long-abandoned corridor.

It may be that after the house was redesigned and renovated, this passage was used to put debris.

There are several old bicycles, some rotten peeled plastic swimming rings, some wooden shelves and a stack of old newspapers.

These things blocked another side of the corridor, and no one came in the wooden door behind it, so it became a natural closed space.

No one has been here for more than ten years or more, so there is a thick layer of dust everywhere.

In addition to the humanoid snake molting, I saw some older snake molting residues here, which looked dirty and disgusting.

Although I don't know what is molting here, it has obviously become its old nest.

Except for some garbage that makes people touch and covered with dust, there is nothing suspicious here, and the pony is gone.

So I no longer miss it, and I'm going to quit first.

At this time, I turned around and found that the snake on the ground had disappeared.

This is a small shock, because I closed the door from the inside when I came in, so it is impossible for anyone to come in.

I looked at the door and it was still tight, indicating that no one came in.

Then the snake morphed...

Because of the reflex, I looked up at the top of my head.

Don't be surprised. I found that the snake's strange face was hanging upside down on the wall to look at me with empty eyes, and its body was still shaking slightly.

I saw that the snake seemed to be alive, and suddenly I couldn't speak. I stared at the boss and just looked at the top of my head.

At this time, a few drops of sticky stench fell from the snake's eyes, which just hit me in the face and almost made me crazy.

I hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe the mucus on my face and took a few steps back.

At this time, a yellow thought appeared in my eyes in the degratory humanoid snake.

The snake has been resurrected! I was almost stunned.

I poohed on the ground a few times, and then wiped my face clean. My mind flew around and decided whether to escape first or to have a look.

But at this time, there was no time for me to make a decision, and the snake lying on the wall climbed down to me at a rapid speed.

Looking at the ugly and strange face coming up, I was finally angry. I bent my fingers, grabbed the thing from the wall and fell to the ground fiercely.

The thing struggled to get up, and then I punched it up and turned it back several times, making a strange cry.