Dawala didn't dare to stumble anymore, and looking at the stone axe that was whizzing in, she took half a step back, and finally chose to fall to the ground with a pop like me and Beard. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

With a whistling sound, the stone axe flew past her. Davara quickly sat up from the ground again, and slapped the surface hard, looking at her unwilling expression, clearly saying that she didn't want to lie on the ground anymore.

Ba Tsering was standing upright, but now his body was crooked, he lost his balance, and he smashed it to the ground like a sandbag.

We were all frightened by the ferocity of Ba Tsering. Hu Zi squinted, looked at Ba Tsering, and muttered, "Is this thing dead?"

No one else could give an accurate answer. The beard came up again, he carried a folding knife, hunched his waist, and then went to Ba Tsering's side, and leaned over cautiously and vigilantly. Then he held up the folding knife, aimed it at Ba Tsering's neck, and slashed it hard.

I heard a click, and Ba Tsering's head was on the spur, and he was carried by a layer of skin, otherwise he would have completely taken off from his body.

Hu Zi breathed a sigh of relief, and beckoned everyone again, "Come on, Lao Tzu must be dead to this thing, come and see him." ”

I'm not in the mood to damage my beard, and I said that Ba Tsering was cut down by him for this virtue, so do you use him to draw any conclusions?

Except for Kelsang Nyima, who was still a little stunned, the rest of us quickly surrounded Ba Tsering. Dawala covered her face with a look of discouragement.

I know that after all, Ba Tsering is also a special police officer in Tibet, and she doesn't want this colleague to hang up like this, but the problem is that this Ba Tsering is not Biba Tsering, he has become almost like a very aggressive walking corpse, and if we don't kill him just now, he will kill us.

I didn't take this question too seriously, but I wanted to understand why Ba Tsering became like a skeleton, especially when he was so thin, how could he have such explosive power?

While observing Ba Tsering, I also asked everyone a question.

Dong Jackal answered first, saying that he doubted that Ba Tsering would have parasites in his body, and that it was because of the parasites that Ba Tsering had mutated.

I shook my head and dismissed the assumption for now. I remember the pig-like red-haired woman, she should have parasites in her body, so if Ba Tsering also became a host, he should be fat, not thin, and judging by his appearance, there are no weird big bags and small bags.

Hu Zi had another guess, he also straightened Ba Tsering's head, pointed at it and said to us, "Drug addicts are black and thin, you say, will this Ba Tsering be poisoned by something, which makes him the virtue he is now, and this poison can also make him agile and powerful?"

I thought about it for a moment, leaning towards the beard speculation. Davara was still moving, rummaging through his backpack and taking out a mini bottle and a knife from it.

Under our astonished gaze, she ignored us and cut off a small piece of flesh from Ba Tsering's corpse. Then she said that she wanted to take the sample back for study, and then she would know whether Ba Tsering was poisoned, or even poisoned.

I relate to Davara's previous performances, and I said that she knew how to use potions, was interested in poisonous mushrooms, and even now skillfully slice a piece from a corpse......

I suddenly had a question and asked her, "What did you do before you became a SWAT?"

Dawala didn't think much about it, and replied quite happily, "I used to be a forensic doctor at the Lhasa Police Department, and because of my good performance and the organization's intentional cultivation, I was promoted to be a special police officer." ”

My Muna's "ah", I also want to complain at this moment, and I said that when I first met, why didn't she tell us first, it turned out that she was not a criminal policeman, and it is no wonder that she is good at theory, and when she makes any plans, she is a little messy, and she has done behind-the-scenes work before, and she has no experience in picking up the main beams.

The beard must have thought of it with me, and his face sank.

After we looked at the corpse of Ba Tsering again, we shifted our attention and went to see the basket together.

In addition to the hay in the basket, there is a foul smell, and in addition to the hay, you can also find very dry black feces.

We guess that this Ba Tsering has become a "guard dog" raised by the Gu King, and the reason why he was hung in a basket on a tree is to guard this forbidden area.

We rested for a while, put Ba Tsering's body back in the basket, which was considered a simple burial for him, and then we walked deeper into the woods. And very quickly, we found the so-called forbidden area.

In fact, this forbidden area is not as hideous and terrifying as I imagined, but it is still beautifully decorated. This is a small wooden house, it is made of wrist-thick wood, framed, on the frame, covered with live creepers, at first glance it is green and full of life.

And inside the wooden house, there are empty clay pots. There are six in total, side by side.

We smelled a very strong astringency from this mud jar, and the beard was thinking strangely at first, saying that this is what the Gu King used to store special body fluids?

Dong Jackal was originally touching the mud pot, but as soon as he was affected by the words of the beard, he immediately retracted his hand in disgust.

But Davara and I both felt that this mud jar was not that simple, I still remember that when I came into contact with the Gu King before, he once went to fight the police with a jar, and the jar was filled with poisonous insects.

I followed this line of thought and searched carefully, and finally I found half of the shell of the worm in a clay pot.

It was the size of a grape grain and at first glance looked like a cockroach, but it was just a thin shell, and I suspect that the insect will shed its skin as it grows.

I held up the shell of the worm and let everyone look at it. The beard recognized it and said that this thing was also very similar to the bone fly he caught when he entered the Grand Canyon, but looking at the appearance, it was several times larger than the bone fly.

I asked Davara if she wanted to put the worm shell away and go back and study something.

Davara shook her head, saying it wasn't worth researching.

We searched the restricted area, especially the little cabin, and found nothing more. But since there are no bugs in this forbidden area, we can also rule it out, and there are no in the whole woods either.

We went back again, and then we began to implement the next plan, which was to set up an ambush and try to capture the Gu King alive.

Of the five of us, four of us are gentlemen, and these are all ready-made strong laborers. We used folding knives to dig a deep pit around the tree where the dead boar was tied.

Kelsang Nyima is a master of trapping, and he gave us a lot of advice. In his eyes, the four of us are all great immortals, and he is a mortal, and he can give advice to immortals, which also makes him feel very amazing.

So two days later, at night, the five of us were all in ambush around the old tree with the dead boar tied to it, and there were five of us, four with guns and one with an axe, and it had to be said that it was definitely a very good ambush plan. And Kelsang Nyima is the most bizarre, he buried his whole body in the mound, leaving only one head and two hands out, and holding two small short axes in both hands.

I don't think it's a strange way to ambush and hunt for the natives.

The rest of us all chose to find our own places and climb the trees. That's what I thought, climbing the tree, I can see from a high point of view, I can better understand every move around me, and in the tree, I can also prevent any wild beasts from passing by, and don't think of me as a target for hunting.

While I was waiting for the Gu King to arrive, I was also nervous. Because this is not a game, it is an out-and-out ambush, and if we win, it is better to say, once we fail, the result is likely to be killed by the Gu King.

Under the influence of this mood, I have never been sleepy. In the first half of the night, while I stayed up, I also took the time to turn my head to look, paying attention to my beard and other people's every move.

None of them spoke, and it was not appropriate to speak on this occasion. So I can't communicate with them, and I don't know what they're thinking at the moment.

In the second half of the night, the Gu King had not yet appeared, which was a little different from what Dong Jackal said before, according to what he introduced, the Gu King was very punctual, and he should have come a long time ago.

But we didn't mean to stop, I stayed up for so long, bored, but also changed positions, comfortable lying on an old tree trunk.

The trunk was half a foot wide, absolutely sturdy, and I wasn't worried about falling off. I don't know how long I stayed up like this, and my eyelids became heavy, and if I hadn't controlled them, they might have closed a long time ago.

I wondered because I didn't feel sleepy. Then I tried to move my lower limbs, and found that my hands and feet were filled with lead, and my whole body was also limp.

I was anxious all of a sudden, and my heart said how could I do this virtue? Once the Gu King appeared for a while, how could I act?

I hummed, cheering myself up and trying to sit up and refresh. But it didn't work at all, and finally I turned my head vigorously and saw that I was half back.

I noticed a needle stuck in my back next to my right shoulder. In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is a needle, it is thicker than a normal needle, and it is an inch long.

I don't even know when it was shot or by whom. My first reaction was danger, and even I wondered if it could be the Gu King coming, who not only saw through our tricks, but also secretly came to a counter-sneak attack.

I wanted to call out the beard and other people's names, to remind them and to get their help.

But it was late, my head became heavier, and my mouth was like eating a pepper, and I couldn't speak at all.

I was not reconciled, staring at the eyes and trying to be strong, and the end result was, I fainted with my eyes open.

I felt like a crashed computer, unconscious all the time, and suddenly I woke up.

At this time, it was already dawn, and I was still lying on the tree, probably because I had not moved my body for a long time, and when I woke up, I was very uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but grin my teeth, and when I remembered what had happened before I fainted, I was terrified.

On the one hand, I am glad that I am still alive, but on the other hand, I am worried about the safety of others. I looked around, his beard was still on the tree, his body was not injured, and he was asleep, and as for Dawala, he fell under the tree, and he rushed down to the ground with a large face, and Kelsang Nyima was holding a group and leaning against a tree trunk.

And in the end, I didn't find Dong Jackal. The tree where he had been hiding was empty.

I'd like to go down first and get around the others and see how they're doing. I didn't want to delay, so I immediately climbed down, but I was halfway through the climb when I thought of the tree with the dead boar tied to it, and I glanced at it.

It was at this glance that I was so frightened that I almost fell down. (To be continued.) )