Shepherding The Scumbags [Quick Travel]

3.2

　　Hiss! Yan Lin frowned suddenly, his eyes moved from the inky black night to the car. He lowered his eyelids and saw that a ceiling light was on in the car. The light was dim, but everything around him was extremely clear in his vision.

　　Yan Lin could even see clearly the movement of the fallen leaves that were blown off the branches and floated silently down by the mountain breeze.

　　Years ago, the night was as clear to him as the day.

　　There was a tiny bloody wound on the index finger of his left hand that was resting on the steering wheel. The wound was not big, but blood was gushing out. Yan Lin quickly stretched his left arm out of the car window. The blood flowed in the darkness and fell straight to the ground due to the effect of gravity.

　　Accidentally, the blood was cut off by something at the moment it was about to touch the ground.

　　In the darkness, the air began to twist and fluctuate, and there seemed to be some objects without a complete form, scrambling to snatch and devour Yan Lin's blood.

　　Yan Lin raised his eyes and refocused his sight on the ink-stained car window in front of him. His thin lips, which were lightly pursed, began to curl up a little bit.

　　A hint of bloodthirsty intent flashed across his eyes for a moment.

　　He had prepared for a long time and waited for too long.

　　If you can't have that person's warm body, then try another way.

　　He will always get it. There is nothing he cannot get. No matter what he has to pay in the process, he is willing to do it.

　　There is no difference between night and day for Yan Lin. His physique is also different from that of ordinary people. Even at night, he is never sleepy.

　　But since he was temporarily wearing this human skin, he should follow the rules of the human world. Then Yan Lin closed his eyes with a smile on his face.

　　Let your thoughts spread out and look forward to a beautiful future.

　　The next day, Xiao Bai woke up with dark circles under his eyes. When he woke up, Yan Xin was gone and the sheets beside him were cold.

　　He climbed out of the tent and forgot to put on his coat for a moment. The cold wind blew directly into his neck, making him shiver.

　　He shrank back, put on his coat, walked out of the tent again, rubbed his sore eyes, and walked towards the campfire where several people were gathered.

　　They brought the fuel, the kind that would ignite at a touch of a button. Some people were eating bread and drinking milk. Someone saw Xiaobai coming and pointed to an opened food bag next to them and asked Xiaobai to eat.

　　Xiaobai went over, picked up a piece, and looked around.

　　There are seven people in total, but including him there are only five, and there are two more missing.

　　"Looking for Yan Lin?" A man looked at Xiao Bai's eyes rolling around and nudged him lightly with his arm.

　　Xiaobai nodded his chin slightly: "Where did he go?"

　　"He's fast. After eating, he went over there to prepare the hunting tools. Over there." The person who was talking to Xiaobai stuffed half of the bread in his mouth, chewed it whole, raised his arm and pointed in a direction.

　　Following the other person's finger, Xiaobai's pupils tightened. He had to look carefully to vaguely see a shadow.

　　Xiaobai bent down and picked up a bottle of mineral water and walked over.