Chapter 13: The Mysterious Snake Molts

As the night deepened, the surroundings gradually quieted down, except for the sound of firewood burning. After exhaustion, sleepiness struck, and Duan Mo's eyelids kept fighting.

He added some more wood to the fire, then stood up and stretched, and began to pace around the fire.

He had to find something to do to counteract his sleepiness.

Now that this humble camp has no owner, of course, everything here belongs to Duan Mo. He looked around, hoping to find some valuable resources.

Unfortunately, the camp was destitute, and there was nothing left except for a few sleeping bags by the fire. But even if it was a sleeping bag, Duan Mo didn't plan to let it go - he folded the sleeping bag and planned to carry them away as soon as it was dawn.

It's just that...... When he was sorting out his sleeping bags, he suddenly found that there were actually three sleeping bags here.

What's even stranger is that each sleeping bag has traces of being used.

"Obviously there are only two people, why use three sleeping bags?" Duan Mo was a little puzzled, but he didn't think about it carefully. After folding the sleeping bag, he found a small hole not far away.

A few hours ago, when Duan Mo just arrived at this camp, he happened to see the fat and thin two people carrying things, at that time Duan Mo was very far away, and he didn't see what they were moving, and now Duan Mo found out that the hole in the ground was actually filled with the skin of some kind of animal.

Although Duan Mo didn't know what it was, since he had already paid such a big price to occupy this camp, he naturally wanted to take away everything he could take, so he unceremoniously dragged those skins up from the pit and dragged them to the fire to observe carefully.

By the light of the fire, Duan Mo could see these things clearly.

It looks like a snake's skin, cool to the touch, and the skin is covered with brown patterns, and it is very complete, as if it has fallen off naturally.

The most important thing is that this skin is extremely huge, and it can easily wrap Duan Mo into it.

"What kind of snake can have such an exaggerated skin...... Duan Mo muttered in his heart. As far as he knew, the largest snake in the world was the Mori Python, which could reach more than ten meters in length, but according to Duan Mo's estimates, the owner of this snake skin was at least twenty meters, twice the size of the Python!

What is the concept of 20 meters? That's a full 7-story building!

Where is this still a snake? It's a legendary dragon......

Thinking of this, Duan Mo hurriedly looked left and right, for fear that there was really a big snake hiding around.

Fortunately, it was still quiet. Duan Mo couldn't sit still, he dropped the huge snake skin in his hand, and hurriedly shouted into the forest in the distance: "Zhu Xingxing, come back quickly!"

But Zhu Xingxing didn't answer, and in the blink of an eye, she seemed to have gone away.

Duan Mo couldn't help but scold: "This idiot! I have obviously instructed that you are not allowed to go far!"

The forest in the distance was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything at all, Duan Mo thought about it, picked up a piece of firewood from the ground, wrapped it with a straw rope a few times, and made a simple torch. After lighting the torch, Duan Mo held it and slowly approached the woods.

His feet stepped on the sand, making a rustling sound, and the light of the torch was very weak, only illuminating the distance of four or five meters in front of him, this dark and quiet environment made Duan Mo's heart thump.

He hadn't walked far enough when Duan Mo's peripheral vision suddenly caught a glimpse of a black figure standing there in the forest. Duan Mo whispered, "Stars?"

The figure didn't answer, Duan Mo felt that something was wrong, he took a few steps forward, "Zhu Xingxing, what are you doing, don't scare me......"

Before the words fell, the black shadow suddenly burst out and pounced at an extremely fast speed, Duan Mo didn't have time to react, and was directly pressed to the ground.

Immediately after, a hard wooden stick fell head-on and hit Duan Mo's head hard. This smashed Duan Mo's eyes black, and he almost fell unconscious.

The torch in Duan Mo's hand fell to the ground, and the flame was quickly extinguished. Before the torch was extinguished, Duan Mo saw this person's appearance clearly—this was a middle-aged man about forty years old, with a beard on his face and a fierce light flashing in his eyes, just like the fat man!

There are actually three people in this camp!

Duan Mo couldn't wait to give himself two slaps at this time—he should have thought of this when he saw the three sleeping bags!

After a short period of dizziness, Duan Mo immediately turned over and got up, turned around and fled. He knew very well that in his current state, he was no match for this bearded man at all!

However, Duan Mo's body was scarred and exhausted, and his running speed was extremely slow, and he was kicked over from behind by a beard just a few steps after he ran out.

Immediately afterwards, the bearded man raised his leg high and stomped on Duan Mo's chest, and Duan Mo immediately heard the sound of his ribs breaking!

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out directly from Duan Mo's lungs, and Duan Mo screamed in pain, his mouth and nose filled with the smell of blood.

This time, I'm afraid he's really going to die here.

"You killed my companion?" asked the bearded man. His voice was hoarse and harsh, barely human.

Duan Mo breathed hard, although he couldn't see the bearded expression, he could guess - this man must have a fierce look at this moment. He didn't know when the bearded man returned to the camp, maybe he had been secretly peeping at him for a long time, and in order to find Zhu Xingxing, he actually took the initiative to send it to the door, and was taken by surprise by the other party.

"They did it first!" Duan Mo scolded: "You beasts, you actually treat people as food!"

The bearded man sneered, "So what? Aren't you going to be my food too?"

Duan Mo writhed on the ground in pain, trying to push away the foot that the beard stepped on his chest, but he only had one arm that could move, and he couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Still, I want to thank you. The strength on the bearded feet gradually increased, and the blood in Duan Mo's lungs began to gush out wildly, filling his throat. "Those two pieces of waste, I wanted to kill them for a long time. With the four of you this time, I'll be able to eat for a long time......"

"Four?" Duan Mo's heart tightened when he heard this number. The two brutes, one fat and one thin, plus himself, are clearly only three people? Could it be that Zhu Xingxing has also been killed by him?

But the bearded man obviously wouldn't answer Duan Mo's doubts. He clenched the wooden stick in his hand with both hands, raised it high, and then slammed it into Duan Mo's head.

Duan Mo was firmly trampled by the beard and couldn't move at all. All he heard was the whirring of the wind, followed by a muffled thud in his head.

"Bang!"

This stick almost shattered Duan Mo's skull, and Duan Mo felt that the sky was dark for a while, and his limbs were numb.

The bearded man had no intention of stopping, he continued to raise the wooden stick and smashed it down again.

"Bang!"

With two heavy blows in a row, Duan Mo's consciousness had already begun to dissipate, blood flowed out of his ears and eyes, and for the first time in his life, he felt that death was so close to him.

However, at this time, his ears were clinging to the ground, and suddenly he detected a sound.

"Rustling ......"

The sound was like some kind of heavy object dragging on the ground, and the weight ...... It seems outrageously heavy.

Duan Mo tried his best to open his eyes, and in the dizziness of the world, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes lit up in the darkness behind the beard.

Those eyes were the size of Duan Mo's fist, and Duan Mo couldn't imagine what kind of monster it was to have such huge eyes.

The bearded man didn't seem to notice the anomaly behind him, and he raised his stick, ready to smash it down for the third time.

Duan Mo's only remaining consciousness told him that if his head was smashed again, he was afraid that it would be completely shattered. In the face of death, he clearly felt a surge of power in his body.

This power was weak, but it was enough to stimulate Duan Mo's desire to survive, and his hands blindly scratched the ground, and finally touched the torch that had just fallen.

The torches had not been completely extinguished, and there were still some sparks and dark red flames. Duan Mo tried his best to tie the torch to the bearded man's leg - this was Duan Mo's last struggle!

The beard was covered in **, and naturally there was no protection on his legs, and he was burned by the scorching torch, and immediately subconsciously let go of his legs. And Duan Mo seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity and ran into the distance.

"Tsk, it's really tenacious......"

Being burned by the torch didn't cause much damage to the beard, he sneered and looked mockingly at Duan Mo who was fleeing for his life. "Do you think you'll be able to run away?"

As soon as these words came out, the bearded man suddenly smelled a strong fishy smell.