The whole person's mind is messy, and all kinds of weird and terrifying thoughts come out one by one.

So when Miao Feng called him, he woke up immediately and cast his doubtful eyes in the past.

"Outside, there is movement outside." Miao Feng said pale at the moment, his body could not help but tremble.

Wang Ke's expression also changed greatly after listening.

Since knowing that there are some gods nagging behind the scenes of being "tied" this time, he has always had a hair in his heart.

When you close your eyes while sleeping, you feel like there are eyes around him staring at him.

At the moment, Miao Feng said, and suddenly also showed the color of fear.

"What to do, we don't know whether we shout or do something." Miao Feng said tremblingly.

"It can't be treated as if you don't know, otherwise it's our turn when other people die. But you can't call it immediately, otherwise you will make those things stare at us." Wang Keqiang said in horror.

As soon as the words "those things" came out of his mouth, Miao Feng shivered again, and looked miserably, "What should I do?"

"Look at it first, and unzip the tent. Besides, it may not be that kind of thing. It's just that someone can come out and solve it." Wang Ke gritted his teeth.

Miao Feng was dumbfounded: "Zip, unzip it? Don't, don't do it! In case something ghosts come in to do so."

"You idiot, if you really have that ghost thing, you can stop it with a broken tent?" Wang Ke lowered his voice and scolded.

When he said this, Miao Feng also found it reasonable, and opened the tent lightly.

Then he headed out.

Wang Ke next to him also followed his head.

The cold wind outside made the two miserable.

Looking closely, they saw a figure moving slowly, a dozen meters away on their left.

The movement was stiff, and it seemed that one hand was shaking. And one leg seems to be lame, so the speed is so slow.

This strange movement and image made Miao Feng and Wang Ke's scalp numb for a while.

It's really that kind of thing! I met a ghost!

"Wait, Lao Miao, don't you think the figure is a bit familiar? Look at the dress and the figure." Wang Ke whispered suddenly.

Because other tents also have flashlights on.

There is some faint light shining outside through the tent.

So when the figure passed a tent, Wang Ke made an amazing discovery.

"It's that nigga! Mad, isn't that guy thrown down by the foreigners, how did he get up!" Miao Feng also found an anomaly and couldn't help showing shock.

They thought it was the body of the climber they had seen in the evening, but they found it was the **** who was killed not long ago.

But this undoubtedly made them both more afraid.

"How could it be so fast, could that death judge have been able to refine a zombie or control a body in less than ten minutes?"

The two looked at each other and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

In their cognition, even if there is such kind of priests, witches and witchcrafts in this world. It should also take a lot of preparation, as in the legend, and rely on complex rituals to succeed.

But this scene now clearly exceeds the cognition of the two of them.

It also means that the death judge in the foreigner's mouth is more terrible than they thought.

"What should I do, this **** seems to be going to get those two French people." Miao Feng said.

When they communicated with the foreigner before, they had already figured out the nationality of everyone in their team.

In addition to the nigga, they have 17 people left.

They are three English, four M, two French, two Southeast Asian Vietnamese, one MXG, two Italians, and one Ah. The rest are Wang Ke and Miao Feng themselves.

At the same time, it is somewhat clear where these people’s tents are.

The two French people had a quarrel with the M people before, which made it difficult for Wang Ke and the two to not pay attention, so they knew more about the location of their tent.

"Let him do it!" Wang Ke didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes suddenly rolled, and a sneer appeared on his face.

"We really can't let everyone die, after all, it's not good for us. But too many people are not good, it is always good to have few competitors." He said sinisterly.

"High! Hey, Pharaoh, you're really in a bad stomach." Miao Feng also smiled.

The two men could come up with ways to use bombs to control the hijacking of buses and negotiate with the police. Therefore, Miao Feng not only did not reject Wang Ke's malicious thoughts, but also agreed with them.

The two smiled in amusement and waited for the screams there to sound.

Sure enough, after about a minute, a terrified cry came from a distance.

There is also the sound of the destruction of the tent.

Then there was noise around.

Together, Wang Ke and Miao Feng felt that it would be inappropriate for them to continue to stay in the tent, so they went out with them and pretended to run there anxiously.

"Shett, that nigga! Damn, he killed the French!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Listening to Wang Ke's ears, there was a rush of anxious, anxious, and anxious grunts, obviously something very bad happened.

After a closer look, they felt a little sorry.

Because only two Frenchs died. Instead, another person killed the **** with an ice pick.

That's right! Just kill a corpse!

"It seems that as long as attacking the head can break this evil law. Fortunately, it is not a monster that can't be killed." Miao Feng said with a light tone.

As long as it can be killed, it will not be so terrible.

They can think of this, and others can naturally think too.

Therefore, when disposing of the corpse, the head of the dead luck ghost was thrown into the mountain together after a while.

In this way, you don't have to worry about him corpse and killing.

After finishing the body, a group of people hurried back to their tents. After all, it was really cold outside.

And the following night, there were no more corpse killings...

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