Lord of the Silver Crow

The figure in the fog made Orin's nerves tensed:

"Galin, be careful."

"Okay." Garin nodded.

Immediately, the two watched the figure heading towards the clothing store...

After staring at each other, Garin took the lead to follow, and Oshin also immediately followed, following Garlin's side.

Soon, the two saw the scene where the door of the beautifully decorated clothes shop was opened.

The two continued to follow up.

but.......

When the two came near the door, they found that the figure had disappeared. From the open door, even one figure could not be seen at all.

so fast?

The gray moon facing the door of the clothing store obliquely shot down a hazy gray light, projected on the ground, making the clothing store seem empty and quiet.

Only slight footsteps sounded in the clothing store.

"Wait a minute, I'll go take a look first."

Stopping Garlin who was going to go straight in, Orsin said.

"Okay." Garin nodded, "I'm following you."

"Also." Ossin thought for a while, nodded in agreement.

After Osin responded, he took the lead and entered the clothing store.

Based on the sound and frequency of the footsteps in front of him, he estimated whether the opponent had stopped. While leaning against the wall, Ossin glanced at the direction of the target, ready to use the power of the silent man. Prepare to condense the spiritual fog to form a weapon attack.

At the same time, he also paid attention to the slight footsteps and breathing that belonged to Garin coming from behind him.

Then, he heard a sound as if the door was opening, and after hearing the sound of twisting the doorknob, the figure disappeared.

The unknown person entered the room.

Came with Garin during the day, and Orsin, who remembered the structure of the cloakroom, judged the room in his mind—

It's a storage room.

A place to store all kinds of ready-made clothes or top hats and silk scarves.

With Lingshi on, slowing down, with the faint moonlight, Orin moved forward slowly, ready to catch the target at any time.

When approaching the location of the room, Ossin stopped and stretched out his hand without looking back, ready to remind Garlin, but...

A strange touch came.

Rough and thorny, Orin couldn't help but froze for a moment. Garin's clothes would not have such a touch.

Immediately, he turned his head.

Through the dim moonlight, Ossin saw a doll that looked like an adult.

Its body is completely filled with straw...

The hollow, without any filled eye sockets, just stared at him in a daze.

Osin's heartbeat stagnated, and his defensive consciousness surged in an instant. The mist in his hand gathered into an amputation saw commonly used by doctors, sweeping towards the scarecrow in front of him.

The amputation saw gathered by the mist penetrated the scarecrow's body in this way.

However, there is no real sense of half-point hit.

Withdrawing the amputation saw, Ossin's eyes were mixed with doubts and restlessness, and he swept around, looking for Galin's figure.

but!

No!

Osin's gaze swept around, passing the clothes on the coat rack on the wall of the cloakroom, but he didn't see Garin.

"Who!? Who is it? What are you going to do!?"

It was impossible for Garin to act suddenly without telling him, and he suddenly left his sight.

With his head turning back again, his gaze swept towards the scarecrow behind him.

but.......

It's gone.

That scarecrow is gone! ?

Osin's eyes widened, and at this moment, he suddenly felt something behind him, and the amputation saw condensed in the mist in his hand swept away.

There is no sensation of hitting an object.

Turning around, Orin took a step back directly.

At this time, he also saw it. What he felt just now, that appeared in front of him, was...

scarecrow!

The scarecrow did not know when he moved from behind him to in front of him!

"Release Garin, we will go now, no further investigation."

Osing frowned and said.

However, the scarecrow did not move halfway, and still stood in a rigid posture.

silence!

Gritting his teeth, Orin activated the power of the Silent Man and stared at the scarecrow.

but......

In the next moment, the scarecrow moved.

How can it be! ?

With the ability of the silent person, it is possible to restrain the extraordinary and the power of the mysterious thing!

The hollow eye sockets of the messy straws and the weird big mouth that hugged up to the position of the double cheeks, followed the scarecrow's weird and distorted steps, and quickly moved towards him.

A dignified look appeared on his face mixed with restless emotions, and Osin vigorously waved the amputation saw condensed by the spiritual mist in his hand, trying to attack again.

However, just like the previous two times, the illusory and hazy amputation saw penetrated the weird and terrifying scarecrow.

However, the Scarecrow didn't seem to be affected by half, and continued to pounce straight in his direction. The torn apart, distorted and weird facial features quickly slid in front of his eyes.

"Damn it! What the **** is it!"

Osin quickly rolled sideways, avoiding the pounce of the weird scarecrow.

However, when the action hurriedly stood up again, the weird scarecrow had disappeared.

His eyes swept around, but he didn't see the scarecrow at all.

And... his clothes seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon.

The coat and the shirt on the inside were cut directly from the middle.

The strange situation that happened again made Orsin's spirit panting tense again.

However, at this time, he discovered that his location...

I had obviously stepped back in the direction of the gate just now, but now I am still in the clothes shop! ?

His gaze swept across the door a dozen meters away on the right, where moonlight poured in, only feeling a chill from the bottom of his heart.

In the end what happened! ?

Suddenly, another soft sound rang!

Oshin turned his head abruptly and stared at the direction of the sound—when the two entered the door just now, they saw the room that the figure had entered.

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed the long clothes rail next to the coat rack, his eyes tight on the half-open door.

There is nothing, and there is no sound.

However, he unconsciously squeezed the long clothes rail in his hand.

But...it's sunken.

The long clothes rail in his hand was squashed by his tightly gripped right hand.

The rough feeling came over, like... straw!

Oshin released his hand in amazement and looked at the "long clothes pole" that fell on the ground.....

A scarecrow was lying on the ground, its right hand slowly falling down, and the hollow and pitch-black eyes and the mouth with a strange smile were directly reflected in Orsin's eyes.

What long clothes rail was caught by him, it was clearly the arm of a scarecrow!

Ossin stepped back and was repeatedly frightened to him, as if to embolden himself, and as if to make another negotiation:

"Let us go! Let me and Garin go away!"

The voice echoed in the cloakroom, and once again passed into his own ears.

After speaking, he immediately ran towards the door.

Unexpectedly, it went well, and he encountered no obstacles.

and......

Garlin, lying on the ground outside the house, motionless, his face frozen in fear.

Turning his head, Orsin glanced in the direction of the door.

It was empty, and there was no half of it.

Uneasy, fearful, and worried emotions were mixed together, he rushed to Garlin and helped him up.

Without turning his head, without stopping, he kept setting up Garlin's arm and supporting each other, listening to the faint breathing in his ears, and gradually moved away from the clothing store.

Going all the way, there is no obstruction at all.

However, at the intersection, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance back.

then......

Close at hand, a weird face made of rough straws was reflected in his pupils together with the still scarecrow body.

Click.....

The head of the scarecrow just fell down and landed on the ground.

The head that fell on the ground, the strange and terrible corners of his mouth, raised again, and grinned down to his chin.

Although there was no laughter, the silent opening and closing mouth was even more terrifying.

Stiffly, Orin turned his head, didn't look back, and gradually walked away with Garin.