C64 (2/2)

He looked at the empty space in front of him. Where was the shadow of his foster father?

Was the foster father just an illusion?

I was stunned. For a moment, I couldn't tell what it was.

But soon, I realized that it wasn't... What I saw just now is true.

The candle in front of him was still flickering in the cold wind.

When his adoptive father was here earlier, although the candle was shaking violently, it hadn't been extinguished.

At this moment, the candle suddenly jumped and went out.

However, when the candles went out, the two photos on the floor suddenly lit up.

Just like two Talisman s, they ignited and burned themselves.

When he looked back at Lingling, he could only stare blankly ahead with his eyes wide open.

Although his body was still in a standing position, it was still swaying, as if it would fall to the ground at any moment.

Looking back, when my foster father chopped at me with his hand just now, from the corner of my eyes, I saw that there were lines of Rune written on his palm.

It looks like he's already prepared. We must have fallen into the path of foster fathers to become like this all of a sudden.

Was the foster father really still alive? No... Impossible.

The corpse was clearly dripping with blood. It had probably rotted for a long time now, so how could it still be alive?

There must have been something about the foster father I saw just now, but we still can't figure it out.

After I shouted a few times, Lingling finally woke up.

I stepped forward with her and looked at the thing on the ground.

There was something on the ground besides the candles and the photos that were almost completely burned, and the paper money that had been blown away or blown into the photos.

There was no soil on top of the rusty hoe. It seemed like no one had used it in a long time.

If he had used it recently, he would definitely be able to tell.

I picked up the hoe and thought back to the scene I had just seen on the side of the graveyard.

Could it be that this person suddenly appeared here in the middle of the night to remind me of something?

No matter who he was, it was certain that he knew a lot of things.

But looking ahead, even though there were still footprints, if he kept going forward, he would reach the forest.

From that person's ”hand blade” just now, we can see that if he doesn't want us to catch up to him, he definitely won't be caught …

I picked up the hoe from the ground. This hoe seemed to have been left here on purpose …

I saw the marks on the ground just now, as if to give us a hint.

I was very puzzled. If there really was anything, wouldn't it be fine to just tell me? Why are you deliberately mystifying me and doing such useless things?

There's nothing left to investigate here. That person's identity is still a mystery. I'll have to investigate who he is myself.

After returning to the grave from before, I looked at the traces of snow.

At first, I thought it was a hammer. But now, if I look carefully, these traces are similar to the marks on a hand. I can vaguely see the marks on a finger.

This should have been left behind by the technique to exorcise ghosts just now, to remind me and also to emit the sound waves.

Just as I was looking at these scars, suddenly, Lingling who was behind me screamed.

Lingling rarely would have such a huge reaction, this child was much calmer than normal.

At this moment, I suddenly screamed out. I hastily turned around only to find that there was a green object suddenly rushing towards me from the bottom of my feet.

Then he disappeared into the snow.

I broke out in a cold sweat. The thing that just passed by was obviously a snake!

How could there be a snake in this season! This place seemed to have a nest of snakes, but it was rather secretive. Just now, that snake had entered the cave …