Chapter 856: Who is the murderer 17

Ning Shu took the suitcase and looked at the uncle of the school doctor who was walking in front. When is it going to go, when can I leave when I go?

Looking at the surrounding white, there is no end, just let people look desperate.

Especially in the snow for a long time, it is easy to produce snow blindness, and the eyes will not see blindness.

Before Ningshu practiced the martial arts, the physique was okay, barely able to go, but other people would not.

I couldn’t pull my legs out of the snow for a long time, and it was particularly hard to walk.

"Teacher, can you take a break, too tired." Fan Junyang said that the members are all complaining.

The uncle touched the stone beating in his pocket and said faintly: "How long does it take, it will not work, and no one has come."

"After taking a break and going, instructor, we really can't move." Lu Shanshan hammered her leg. "Teacher, beg you."

"That's good." Uncle nodded. "Now rest here, I will leave later."

Lu Shanshan suddenly smiled and sat directly on the suitcase.

Ning Shu grew a sigh of relief and finally stopped.

The people sat down in mourning, panting.

It will be dark, and it looks like it is going to snow again.

Fan Junyang looked up at the weather and looked sad and couldn't help but look at the uncle.

Uncle said: "I am going around to see, you are waiting here."

"Guide, where are you going?" Lu Shanshan quickly stood up and said, "I will go with you."

Ning Shu hammered his leg and saw Lu Shanshan was too tired to look pale, so he had to follow it, and he was drunk.

"No, I will come back when I go."

"But it is going to snow soon," Lu Shanshan said.

When Lu Shanshan spoke, she had already whipped up the cold wind, mixed with snowflakes.

"I have said that I am waiting here." Uncle turned and left, the cold wind rolled up his clothes corner, and gradually disappeared into the snow.

Uncle stepped on the snow, holding a red rope in his hand, and the stone made a clear sound, beating.

A hand was exposed in the snow, and the body had been covered up by the snow.

A transparent soul in the snow is desperately trying to catch the snow, and the hunger is very incomparable.

This is Lin Xia, who had run away before, and died in the snow.

This soul is even thinner under the ravages of the snow and snow, and seems to be dissipating soon.

Seeing the soul, the stone beats twice, and the transparent soul is sucked away.

Uncle turned the stone in his pocket and turned away.

When the uncle came back, everyone looked at him like a savior. Fan Junyang quickly said to the uncle: "Teacher, what we should do now is getting bigger and bigger, we will freeze to death in the snow."

"What do you want to do, you are coming out, you have no idea now?" Uncle said faintly, taking pictures of the snow on his shoulders.

"We are looking for a homestay, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger." Fan Junyang said.

"But there are no people around here." Lu Shanshan looked around and felt that her eyes could not stand it. She couldn't help but blink her eyes.

The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and some people's lips are freezing purple, which looks quite bad.

Ning Shudu feels that this cold wind is as cold as blowing into the bones. It is really cold into the bone marrow.

She still cultivated peerless martial arts, and she couldn’t help it, let alone other people.

"It's so cold." Lu Shanshan couldn't help but lick her arm and looked at the uncle and said, "If the snow keeps going, we can't stay for one night."

795 came to Ningshu's side and said: "Look at Lu Shanshan's pie, I must want the boss to take off his clothes and put on her."

Ning Shu squinted at 795. "You are too stingy. Why do you want to be a woman, come up with masculinity, and say, even if you wear a piece of clothing on a woman, it is a good performance." ""

“Hey...” 795 snorted. “Do you know who she is?”

"Is she an ancient man?" Ning Shu asked, Lu Shanshan is her body name, her number is 496.

"Come on, modern people, feel that wearing ancient costumes can be loaded. Forced." 795 said.

"Why must you care about a woman." Ning Shu said nothing.

795 snorted. "We have to come back now."

Sure enough, Fan Junyang struggled for a while and said to the uncle: "Let's go back."

"That's good." Uncle said faintly, turned and walked back.

Everyone is speechless, are you going back now?

"I would rather freeze to death than return. I will definitely die when I go back." Some people objected, and when they opposed it, they shivered with their arms.

"If you are willing to stay, you will stay. If you want to go back, go back." Fan Junyang said with some impatientness.

"You brought us to this ghost place, so many people died, you still have this attitude, Fan Junyang, you are the king of the Eight Diagrams." Some people are very dissatisfied with Fan Junyang's attitude.

Fan Junyang irritated and dialed his hair. "Then what do you want, anyway, things are like this. If you want to go back with me, go back."

Ning Shu said with a hand: "I want to go back."

Several people also said that they want to go back. People have a herd mentality. Seeing so many people going back, even those who don’t want to go back are shaken.

Now I have to face the cold wind, and go back with a shallow foot.

Ning Shu feels drunk, and it is simply doing nothing.

So one after another, not far away, back to the door of the wife's house, the sky is already dark.

"How come you are back, are you already gone?" The wife opened the door and saw a group of people, immediately said with annoyance, "What are you doing back?"

"We can't go this kind of weather, we can only come back, please give us a place to shelter from the wind." Fan Junyang said sincerely.

"It’s a good talk now, I have to grab my granddaughter before, is it that you are going to kill our grandchildren?" said the wife.

"There is no such thing at all." Fan Junyang said, "I just want to look at the things on Xiaolan's neck. I didn't think about taking Xiaolan's things for myself."

"I don't believe you." The old woman said with vigilance.

"Grandma, let them live in the wood house." Xiaolan said with a blank expression, the pupil straight can not focus.

This wood house is a room. It is just a shed. It is leaking on all sides and it is impossible to avoid the snow.

Everyone felt extremely annoyed, tossing back and forth for a while, and fortunately ran back, only to live in the shed, which was much worse than the previous treatment.

"We live in the hall. It is enough to give a place to stand." Fan Junyang negotiated with his wife.

At the end of the development, Fan Junyang has begun to take threats, and then barely let the wife agree that they will stay.