chapter eight

"What do you think of the newcomers?" Andy asked with a sigh while soaking in the water.

She is taking a bath now. She has just finished practicing and is sweating a lot all over her body.

Andy didn't wait for an answer, so he completely immersed himself in the water, and then came out of the water after being completely submerged.

Generally speaking, this guy will not leave to answer the questions he raised, and usually waits for a long time.

It was said to be a bath, but it didn't take more than five minutes. Then I dried my body with shower and cleaning tools and put on a bath towel.

Then she stood in front of the mirror. Although she didn't have any hair on her body, she didn't seem to have the shyness problem that ordinary people would have.

Because she has more things to worry about than that.

"Compared with the newcomers, you should care about yourself." Anzola's calm voice sounded. This guy was also soaking in the water, with his hands around his legs, and his white hair spread out in the bathtub.

Anzola looked at Andy's body, not at the parts that women can be proud of... Although Andy's figure is indeed amazing, the points she should focus on are the arms, back, and

Dark lines in other areas of the skin.

The dark look on Bai Jiu's skin is really worrying, and one wonders whether this guy is a human or a strange monster.

"Ha, but without these lines, I wouldn't even be qualified to stay in the Black Forest." Andy looked at the black on his body, then silently took the bandage off the shelf and wrapped it around it: "But even with this thing, I

There is no way to safely say that he can beat that newcomer. He is very strong, almost like a born warrior."

"He's a very strange guy." Anzola hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Be careful, don't sleep peacefully tonight."

"What's wrong with you?" Andy asked casually, because normally patrolling and guarding the area at night would be left to Anzola.

"Well, the guide of the sick rat passed by here not long ago. He left some traces here." Anzola said a little dissatisfied: "This is tantamount to provocation to us."

"What's the attitude of the other guides?"

"I don't know. I only officially announced in our circle this morning that I came to Qianya. I haven't had time to understand what happened." Anzola said: "It's not very peaceful. It seems like a guide for thieving pigs and a guide for sick rats.

There was a conflict."

"reason?"

"It would be great if I could figure out what those guys are thinking." Anzola sighed softly: "Sometimes I can't even figure out what I am thinking."

"Thank you for your hard work." Andy said, sitting next to the pool with a towel on her face, combing her white hair.

Strictly speaking, this guy is no longer a human being.

It has to be said that talents are strange. If someone can be so different from other people, it will make people feel very strange.

When they become guides, they are no longer fragile individuals like humans. It is difficult for Andy to understand what this guy is thinking at all times. After all, it is hard to say whether she is doing things for people.

But I do know whether this guy is happy or not. Although this guy's mood is not written on his face, after getting along for a long time, Andy really likes this taciturn guy.

This guy likes to have her hair done. Although she has very beautiful hair, this guy doesn't seem to know how to do it well. Andy likes to do her hair because such beautiful white hair is so rare.

This guy's skin is also a bit unreasonable white. Although girls would like their skin to be white, it's a bit weird to be so white. It's like the color of a dead person.

"By the way, do you plan to resurrect Chloe?" Anzola asked softly.

"It depends on whether I have earned enough five hundred dollars." Andy said, "But don't worry, anyway, when you are resurrected, only the bones will become a complete person."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Anzola repeated, and then said softly: "You are so strong."

"Ha, to be honest, I wasn't sad at all when that guy died. The reason why I came to this hell is because of my evil brother." Andy said softly: "But I was very brave when I died...

.... But to be honest, after resurrecting him, I should consider leaving the Black Forest."

"Leave early and take some gold or something with you when you leave. You will live a stable and happy life in the human world." Anzola said: "If you stay in hell for a long time, you may be left in hell."

"I thought you would keep me here for a while." Andy said casually, but there was no sense of disappointment or expectation in her words.

"My relationship with you is not so bad that I want to drag you to continue soaking in hell." Anzola paused and said: "Your corruption is very serious, very serious. I can feel that there are not many clean places left in you.

."

"You never told me what the consequences of corruption would be. You just suggested that I quickly go to the undead to clean up." Andy said helplessly: "Forget it, my current fighting method is based on this strengthened body.

Basically, if I don’t even have this corrupted body, I really have nothing.”

Anzola was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly.

She can only make suggestions and cannot make decisions for Andy.

...

The sun's light officially disappeared on the horizon, and Anzola, wearing a white mask and a cloak, walked on the rock wall.

She ignored gravity and stood on the rock wall from the side. It was as easy as walking on flat ground.

After walking for a while, she stopped and took out a small shovel from her waist to pry open a piece of the rock wall.

Under it was a crushed dead rat, the fourth one she found that night.

She put this thing into the cloth bag on her waist and made a slight circle with her hand.

A blue shimmer lit up, pulling out a slender thread into the distance.

"Is that guy looking for something?" She murmured softly, holding the bag with the dead mouse in her hand and sighing slightly.

This is a magic commonly used by those guys, using dead rats as the points of the magic circle, and setting up a very large magic circle to achieve the effect.

And dead rats represent many meanings in the black forest, such as disease, death, soul, sleep, etc. In other words, it is difficult to determine what spells a dead rat can activate. To know clearly, you must learn from it.

A more intuitive way to observe.

She spent two hours, starting in the evening and until late at night, to make sure that the guide of the sick rat was not hostile to them.

The front teeth are not very close recently, and there seems to be some internal contradictions on the guide side... Those guys are all weirdos, and it is very difficult to get along with them. There is no example of getting along more difficult than between weirdos and weirdos.

But this guy seems to be looking for something, or someone? Who is worth looking for?

She was a little confused, but she was probably a little relieved. She could probably consider going back.

"what are you doing here?"

Someone's voice sounded, and Anzola was stunned, looking at Blacka who was standing below holding a lantern.

"I should be the one to ask you this question." Anzola walked down from the rock wall and looked at him a little dissatisfied and said.

It's really unsafe here at night. What is he doing outside at this time if he doesn't sleep well?

But Anzola didn't ask, just looked at the young man's face illuminated by the flames.

Blacka's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and looked shaky.

Because just in the afternoon, after he and Duoyan finished their work, he passed by the residence where the people who came with him had been accommodated.

Blacka went in with the idea that he might be able to find connections with the previous team. But in fact, Anthony was the last person to come here besides him. The entire space dug into the wall was dyed red.

Duoyan didn't know how to comfort him. This scene was really easy to leave a psychological shadow on people. Especially when no bodies were found - of course, these people would all be regarded as transaction value.

Just like the three people killed by Blacka, all parts of the body will be safely collected without wasting a single bit.

Blacka looked at the blood-painted wall, mentally empty.

When he left, he didn't know many people in his village. Although the few who followed him didn't have a good relationship, they were among the few with whom he could talk.

Now these guys are indeed dead, and even their bodies have been collected by others and used as currency. I feel very uncomfortable psychologically, a very strange feeling, and even my breathing is a bit unsmooth.

So now, at midnight, he was walking outside, holding a lantern and an axe.

He left the camp alone without telling Duoyan or anyone in advance.

Blacka wanted to find out who were the people who hunted and killed his village. They robbed their own people, and he should give them a gift in return.

But what should you do when you see those people? Kill them? Beat them up? Or just have fun?

I don’t know, Blacka couldn’t figure it out, she just wanted to know who did this. It was done so brilliantly that not even a single person was left alive.

Originally, I planned to leave at night and come back quietly in the morning so as not to disturb others. But there was a problem at the beginning of the execution. Because Anzola was unexpectedly outside. Although it didn't seem like he was waiting for him, he still let him go.

His plan to keep it secret was foiled.

"You seem to be very bad." Anzola looked at Blacka's face hesitantly. The guy leaned against the rock wall when he saw him, and the flames shone on his face. He had a very strange expression, which seemed a bit ferocious and ferocious.

It seems sad. There is also a sense of despair after having accepted the facts.

"It's okay." Blacka replied hesitantly, thinking about whether to tell Anzola.

He didn't need help, and he didn't even know whether he wanted to die or let them die.

But even if this guy doesn't say what he wants to do, Anzola has no intention of leaving this guy alone. Because it's night now, it's too dangerous here. She doesn't want to see this guy next time.

Only body parts remain.

"You should go back." Anzola said: "No matter what you want to do, please wait until morning."

"Then why did you act at night?" Blacka asked, "Why didn't you wait until dawn before coming out?"

Anzola didn't answer, just looked at this guy silently.

"You look a little angry. I don't remember you being a bad-tempered guy. Can you tell me what happened?" Anzola asked softly: "We are companions of the same team. If necessary, I can

help."
To be continued...