Chapter 9 Mysterious Kidnapping

"Save...life... save... save... me..." The voice said intermittently. Feng Junyang felt that his hands were tightly wrapped around his left foot, and it was futile to break away a few times. The hands became tighter and tighter, but the call for help stopped.

He turned around and took a deep breath! A pair of bloody hands appeared out of thin air. The flesh and blood of the hands were mixed with mud, and the white bones at the fingers were faintly visible. They grasped their left leg tightly, as if to pull him from the ground to the ground!

He raised his right foot, used all his strength, and stamped down fiercely against his wrists!

"Ah--" I only heard a tragic cry under the ground, which was so handsome and creepy that the ground seemed to shake three times! The darkness before dawn was also cut through by this tragic cry, and the sky began to turn white, and the dawn has come!

The hands dragged infinitely with the scream, loosened his ankles weakly, and the remaining fingers twisted painfully, still groping on the ground...

Feng Junyang looked around, and there was a pile of stones not far away. He ran over and moved a slightly larger piece and smashed it down according to the blood hands...

"Good man..." The voice under the ground rose again, Feng Junyang stopped smashing, and the stone hung in mid-air, "Help... I'll go out..."

The voice was weak and trembling, as if enduring strong sharp pain, and the sound was squeezed out of the throat! Sounds like a woman's plea!

Feng Junyang didn't say anything. He gently put down the stone and slowly approached the hands. He found that the hands stretched out from a small hole in the ground. The earth color of the small hole was new. Look at these bloody hands, was it dug out?

"Who are you?" Feng Junyang asked word by word, "If you come to pretend to be a ghost again, I will smash your hand into minced meat!"

"I am...the twelf row...the ninth..."

Oh my God! I met a ghost again in broad daylight! Feng Junyang shouted out, and the stone in his hand fell down and hit his hands impartially!

There was suddenly no sound under the ground. Feng Junyang looked at the hands alertly, and they also stopped twitching and lay softly on the ground.

Feng Junyang boldly kicked those hands hard: "Hey! You talk! Don't pretend to be dead!"

In a few moments, there was a movement under the ground: "I'm... a person, I've been... hurt... soon... I can't... save..." There was no sound again!

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and the surrounding valley began to smell like morning. However, this empty and desolate cemetery was silent, and even birds had never come. What on earth is this place? The shadow of death shrouded the cemetery, and even birds and beasts dare not patronize it! What on earth is this "person" under the ground? Will it have anything to do with the moon villa behind him?

If it's a ghost, he won't be afraid. Even if there is a ghost standing in front of him now, he dares to do a few tricks!

If a person is probably killed by someone and doesn't save himself, isn't it a waste of life? At least I am also a medical practitioner, and it is my job to save lives and help the wounded! In case this person is related to the Moon Villa, the rescue may be of great help to him.

It's not too late! He grabbed the bloody hands and dragged them up, dragging and fantasizing whether a headless ghost would come up, but the hole was too small to drag it to his elbow and get stuck...

What should I do? I don't have a digging tool on my body, and I don't even have a knife. Do I have to learn from this underground person and dig with my hands?

When you dig out the hole, I'm afraid that the underground people will have died long ago. He looked around and found that there was nothing in the cemetery except one "Yurt", so he had to find a stone to chisel.

He was about to let go of his hands to find the stone, but his hands reacted and gently twisted a few times as if he had something to say. He bent down and only heard the underground man say intermittently: "B bracelet...zi, dragon... Fengke... stack..." and then gently twisted his hands several times...

He understood that she asked him to take the bracelet to the Dragon and Phoenix Inn to find someone to save him! On the twisted hand, there was indeed a bracelet at the elbow, but it was wrapped in soil and I didn't know the color.

"Then hold on!" Feng Junyang said and quickly took off the bracelet from his hand. He felt that it was heavy and heavy. Before he could take a closer look, he put it in his pocket.

The hands retracted back into the hole, "Is there much space inside? Lie down and stop digging. I'll find someone to save you.

After saying this, Feng Junyang trotted without looking back. It's already dawn, and there is a road not far away. When you enter the road, it's not far from the town.

Rows of "Yurts" were quickly left behind him. Ten steps away is the open door of the cemetery, ten steps, nine steps...

Five steps!

He softened his feet and fell down one by one!

Feeling something cold on his neck, he raised his head inexplicably. In front of him were a few big knives, shining with a sharp and gloomy light, which made him unable to open his eyes.

"Stand up!" A voice roared.

He stood up carefully for fear that a few knives on his neck would kill him.

The knifemen in front of them are all in black and black trousers, and their faces are cold. Isn't they robbed?

"Brothers, I misunderstood!" He forced a smile, "I'm penniless. I let you spend such a big deal. I'm waiting, I'm waiting..."

Before he finished speaking, those knives "brushed" together, which made his neck painful. He felt that something hot flow from his neck to his chest. A man in black said coldly, "He is still poor when he dies! Take it away! Say it again and cut your head off!"

Feng Junyang was confusedly escorted away by a group of people, but he was full of doubts but did not dare to speak again. Full of hope that this group of people can search and find that they really have no property and will let themselves go, or these people can say a few words and hear some clues. Unexpectedly, they will escort themselves to the road. There is an old-fashioned car parked on the avenue. He was heavily thrown in the back seat, and there were guards on the left and right. The door was heavily closed, and no one said anything more. A word.

Do you want to kidnap yourself?

The car drove out of the road and left the cemetery behind. Feng Junyang thought of the master and the woman under the cemetery. He couldn't help but break free and looked back. In a trance, he saw four or five figures and entered the gate of the cemetery in a flash...