Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Fog
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"It seems that this Dragon King Temple Mountain is going to be lively." The fat man's eyes lit up and he muttered to himself.
Before dawn, the fat man was woken up by Hua Dan: "Hurry up, let's go." ā
Rubbing his sore and bloodshot eyes, the fat man looked at the thick fog around him, and even Hua Dan's hair was dyed white.
"Why is it so foggy?" As the fat man spoke, he saw Hua Dan waving his arms in the air.
"I've seen this kind of fog far away from here before, but I didn't expect it to be so sticky, it feels like it's about to turn into a marshmallow," Hua Dan said, opening his mouth to bite the nearby mist into his mouth and chewing it a few times.
Looking at Hua Dan who was frowning, the fat man couldn't help but start frowning, what's wrong, this expression.
Sure enough, Hua Dan opened his mouth wide and spat out a few mouthfuls of saliva: "There is something wrong with this fog, and there is a smell of blood in it." ā
"How can there be a smell of blood in the mist, looking at such a large-scale mist, it is definitely naturally formed, unless someone deliberately makes such a large fog and infuses it with blood." Hua Dan said, narrowing his eyes cautiously and looking in the direction of the top of the mountain.
"From now on, you don't stay five meters away from my line of sight, or I won't be able to take care of you, the fog is getting bigger and bigger, and I always feel like something is going to happen." Hua Dan said and took out a Tibetan knife from his backpack, the cold light was cold, and the fierce look at it looked at in the fog.
From now on, at our pace and with the current situation, we can only reach halfway up the mountain before tonight's night falls at best.
After getting ready, Hua Dan took out a rope and tied himself to the fat man, and set off halfway up the mountain along the dead grass covered with water droplets.
The mountain road was rugged, and it was full of dead grass and thorns, and there was not even a road, which really made the two of them worried, and their bodies could not help but be wet with fog, and the thick pants on their legs were cut by thorns.
The fat man, who was damp and uncomfortable, couldn't raise his head tiredly, walked in a daze, and suddenly bumped into Hua Dan in front of him, and woke up in an instant.
"What's wrong, what's wrong." The fat man patted Hua Dan on the back and wanted to take a detour in front of him, but the dense thorns around him couldn't get around it at all.
At this time, Hua Dan reached behind him and gestured to the fat man to make him squat.
After squatting down following Hua Dan's gesture, Hua Dan in front also squatted down, stuck his sharp Tibetan knife on the ground, and looked at the front motionlessly.
Something must have been discovered, the fat man also tried his best to calm down his panicked heart, and looked in front of him from Hua Dan's neck, in a white mist, two black objects were moving rapidly, making a subtle rustling sound.
The fat man took two steps forward, approached behind Hua Dan and whispered, "What's in front?" ā
"Maybe it's a wolf or a big fox, and the fog is too big I don't know what it is?" Hua Dan turned his head and whispered, then turned his head and pulled the Tibetan knife from the ground for a long time, and made a gesture to let the fat man hurry up and follow.
The fat man also took out a folding machete he had prepared from his bag, followed behind Hua Dan, and moved towards the place where he saw the shadow just now.
By nine o'clock in the morning, the fog around was still very heavy, and the rain clouds were rolling in the sky, and the thunder was incessant, as if it could rain heavily at any time.
At this time, there was only less than fifteen meters left from the black shadow, Hua Dan slowly turned around, gestured with himself with his hand, and then made an OK gesture.
The fat man looked at him blankly and shook his head, he didn't understand what Hua Dan's gesture meant just now.
Hua Dan sighed and shook his head, patted the folding machete in the fat man's hand, and then turned his head back and stared at the front.
The fat man watched intently from behind him, as two grayish-white, small wolves were biting at something in the weeds in the mist.
At this time, the fat man suddenly felt that the rope around his waist became tight, Hua Dan turned his head to look at the fat man and whispered, "Follow me." ā
After saying that, he ran quickly, and the fat man felt the rope around his waist pull him tightly, and he ran over with a step.
Hua Dan threw the Tibetan knife in his hand hard, and quickly inserted it into the shadow in the fog.
A wolf howl pierced the quiet Longwang Temple Mountain, and the fat man ran to Hua Dan with him, and saw that Hua Dan's Tibetan knife was inserted into the body of a wild wolf, and it was already out of breath at this time.
"It's dead." Hua Dan said that he was going to step forward and pull out the hidden knife inserted in the wolf's body, who would have thought, the other one suddenly came out of the thorn bush next to him, and he thought about Hua Dan when he grew up with a bloody mouth.
The fat man pushed Hua Dan forward violently, and aimed the folding machete in his hand at the evil wolf, only to feel a powerful force impact on his blade, almost breaking his wrist.
The wolf scratched the fat man's shoulder with one paw and jumped to the side, opening his mouth wide and roaring at the fat man.
After seeing that the folding machete in his hand failed to pierce the wolf's skin, it seems that he must buy a bladed weapon next time to defend himself.
The wild wolf pounced on the fat man again and didn't give him any chance to breathe at all, at this time, Hua Dan pulled the rope violently and pulled the fat man to the ground, and the wild wolf jumped over him, otherwise I was afraid that this time it would be bloody.
Hua Dan got up and untied the rope and jumped into the thorn bushes, leaving the fat man alone in the same place.
Covering his chest, he was still immersed in the horror of that moment just now.
When he came to his senses, he found that Hua Dan had gone to chase another wild wolf.
Finally safe, the fat man sighed and looked at the corpse of the wild wolf on the ground, and there seemed to be another person.
The fat man pushed away the wolf's corpse and looked at it carefully, although the body was mutilated, it could still be seen that it was a guy from a shop in his own family.
How could this be, how could he appear here alone, it must be his father that something was wrong with them, otherwise he would not have let his body's body remain here.
But the fat man soon found out that something was wrong with his corpse, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
With his folding machete, he pulled the clothes off the corpse of the lighter, and the inside almost made the fat man vomit in disgust, and a large hole was made in his chest, which was full of huge maggots constantly burrowing around.
The fat man crouched next to him and vomited for a long time before he recovered, walked back to the man's corpse, and pulled away all his clothes with a folding machete, making himself even more disgusting. (To be continued.) )