Chapter 134: About the Bag of Milk in Old Yan's Head
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No one has ever been here, and we just heard that there is a priceless soul here, so we just copied it, and no one has a clue what this place will be like, and where the soul will be in the forest.
It always felt like we were in the depths of the forest, so we kept walking into the depths of the forest, and Ash asked me and the rivets to walk at the back to make marks as we walked, carrying buckets of red paint and carrying a brush, and smearing one on the tree every distance we traveled. The road in the forest was not easy to walk, and the bucket of paint was not light, so we walked at the back with a curse.
That's basically how it was planned, and I didn't expect to find it directly on the first day, so how could it be so expensive if I found it so easily? The first day was just a walk, and the plan was to walk from morning to noon, then eat on the spot at noon, and then take a short break to return to the house.
At first, everyone was still laughing and joking, the trees were not particularly high, and they could still see the sun, and after about two hours of straight ahead, the trees became dense, and the light was dim, as if from day to evening, except for trees and some small shrubs, and everyone's mood was also low, and gradually they were silent.
The rivet and I took turns carrying the paint bucket and kept whispering and complaining.
How big is this forest? Later, there was a map, this forest started from the foot of the eczema mountain in the east of the Nima Plain, to the south is to reach the sea, to the north along the eczema mountain, to the east can extend to the junction of the empire and the alliance, huge and terrible, of course, we didn't know at the time, we only know that this is a big forest.
Walking and walking, the trees were sparse, and there was a vegetable patch-like place in the forest, I don't know who cultivated it for what purpose, there was a broken wood fence around the vegetable field, and there was a rotten wood sign at the door that read: Slime Academy Soul Forest Teaching Base Vegetable Pilot.
Oh, it's just a passing inner tease. Than the academy, I can't imagine that the broken school has a vegetable field here? There were some weeds growing in the vegetable patch, and it could be seen that it had been abandoned for a while, so we were bored and smashed the wooden sign and stepped on a few fences to pass.
Xiao Ash said to put food, water, paint and other heavy objects here in this vegetable field first, it is almost noon, these things are dead, and they will go back to the vegetable field to rest before going back.
It's wise, eating in that gloomy forest will have a shadow in our hearts, and we'd love to get rid of this bucket of paint. But the fat man was not pleased, it was the one in charge of the food mentioned above, and he had to carry the big basket on his back all the time to snatch the food from the peddlers.
After a few words, Ash shook his head and put the paint and water there.
Thanks to the fat man, without his strength, we don't think any of us would have come out alive.
I went deep for about half an hour, and I didn't dare to go so presumptuous without paint to mark it, there was still nothing in front of me, and seeing that it was almost noon, Xiao Ash said that it was nothing, let's go back to the vegetable field and rest for a while.
I still found these few steps by myself, and it felt really breathing back to the sunny vegetable field, but the problem arose at this time, the bucket of paint we put there, and the big pile of water bags were gone.
Who will take it? This bird does not pull. Are there other living creatures in the place of? The only thing I can think of is the owner of the house yesterday, but we slept so hard last night that we should have been pitted a long time ago, or was there someone else in the forest? Fortunately, there is an apple tree in the middle of this vegetable field, and the fruit is not big and quite sour, but it is still possible to quench our thirst, so we also received from the fat man the steamed buns, snacks, finger cakes and other things that we snatched from the vendor.
Ash didn't eat, he kept standing under the apple tree and looking around, as if trying to see someone in the forest.
After all the food was eaten, Ash spoke, and he said: This is just a way to explore, it is rumored that the souls are nocturnal and nocturnal, and if you want to hunt them, you can only do it at night, and this vegetable field can be used as a relay point for us, and we can set up a few tents here as a temporary station. Of course, this is tomorrow's task, so let's rest for half an hour and go back to the house.
The rest time always passed quickly, and when we set off again, the problem came, and we couldn't find the red paint that we had applied when we came.
I and the rivet became the target of the public at once, but we were very aggrieved, we did apply a paint every ten meters, Xiao Ash drank everyone, he said that he believed that we were painted everywhere, now what is the use of scolding and noisy, so he scattered the group, there are people in each direction, each walking twenty or thirty meters to find the mark of paint.
At this time, I felt that the forest was so terrible, and if I looked closely, it was the same in every direction, because it was noon, the sun was shining brightly overhead, and I couldn't tell that one was east and that was west, so I wondered where the clear sense of direction came from when we came.
I also went to the forest for less than ten meters or twenty meters, because I was scared so I retreated, I didn't see the paint mark, basically everyone didn't go far before they retreated because of fear, and a few people who came back shook their heads.
Head! Look what I found! There was an excited shout, it was an unfamiliar guy, with a golden pot lid, and he actually ran out with a carton of milk.
Curious, picked up milk in the forest? This buddy's luck is really god.,Just when we wanted to collectively complain about him.,He suddenly opened a heel fight.,He turned over this heel skill.,Let's lean forward.,And then the body and face didn't wait for the ground to stand up a leg.,And then the whole body jumped up with this leg.,And then he kept his legs upside down on the tree and fixed in mid-air and scolded his mother.γ
We were all stunned, you know, funny. Compared with the best, can ordinary people do this kind of difficult action? Haha in the bird does not pull. Milk picked up in the big forest of? I really suspect that the box of milk was hidden by him in advance, and now he is doing this kind of difficult action to make it the same as the real thing, is it to see that the atmosphere is a little depressing to ease the atmosphere? Oh, this guy really has a heart, haha.
But,Soon we couldn't laugh.,A lot of black-skinned people in grass skirts with spears and stone axes painted on their bodies were messy, and they had chicken tail hair on their heads suddenly popped out of him.,This bunch of people,No matter how you prepare, you can't prepare.γγγ
There was a skull that looked like a headshot, a very strong body, with a circle around his neck, and he patted the butt of the golden pot, and then nodded, and the pot head was scaring the stupe, you know, but what happened next was scaring us all stupefied.
The guy with the skull in a circle waved at us, and we didn't feel that the other person was anything to mess with, and we had a brother in his hand, so we also raised our hands and waved, and then, guess what. β
Bai Mao lowered his head and covered his face with his right hand: "The guy who hung a circle of skulls pulled out a short knife with a strange shape and extremely sharp from his waist, grabbed the hair of the pot lid head with one hand, and used a lot of strength, and the pot lid head scolded. The mother's voice immediately became several decibels louder, and then he scolded. The mother's voice stopped instantly, and the guy chopped off the head of the pot lid with a knife, and grabbed the hair with the other hand and pulled it up.
The blood spilled out at once, and the guy with a circle of skulls stuck the short knife back into his waist, holding the head of the pot lid with both hands, and the blood under his neck was dripping with blood to his mouth, the guy raised his head and opened his mouth to the incision on the neck of the pot lid and began to gulp the blood flowing out of it.
The guy was tilting his head up, so the face of the pot lid was facing us, and that face was still frozen in shock and fear, that face, that floating face I remember all my life, and it still appears in my nightmares from time to time...
The blood that flowed from it poured into his mouth, from the corners of his mouth, and ran down the body of the guy, smearing the front of the guy's body with a layer of blood red. The color of that guy's grass skirt is not green, but red and black, which is the color of blood coagulation, just by looking at the thick color of the grass skirt, you can guess that this guy has countless lives in his hands.
He just drank it, and we watched in such a daze, that when there was not much blood flowing, he put the head down, and we finally didn't have to look at that horrible face. Do you understand what kind of fear it is? It's hard for you to understand, you know you can't bear it, you know you shouldn't be watching, but you just can't move your eyes and turn your head, you can't even close your eyes. β
White Fur took his hand away from his face, leaned back on the big couch, and closed his eyes, but he continued: "The guy drank enough blood, burped heartily, reached out and wiped his mouth, and looked at us with satisfied eyes.
Then, he lifted the head again, and that face was already our nightmare, and he randomly destroyed that face, and then made that face a nightmare for the rest of our livesγγγγγγ
Yes, he destroyed the face, with his mouth, with his teeth, and he lifted the head again, and bit down on the face, blood splattered, and the flesh was pulled reluctantly, and a large hole appeared in the face full of astonishment and fear, bare tooth marks, muscles, and even bones.
We all trembled.
He chewed with his mouth wide open as he looked at us. Do you know what kind of look that is? It's like a foodie looking at a table full of her favorite foods, like a woman looking at herself to turn them into delicious ingredients. Sorry, neither of these metaphors is quite appropriate, but what is the most appropriate? It's like... It's like a butcher watching the herd of animals he is about to slaughter.
Then, he handed the head to the people next to him, and those people took a bite out of the pot lid in order, and gnawed the head of the pot lid into a bloody white bone, and finally the bloody white bone was handed back to him, he turned the skull upside down, pulled out the severed vertebrae embedded under the skull, and reached in and pulled out the bloody brain of the pot lid head...
And then... It's like a yellow flower blooming in his hand...
But we know that it's not a ceremonial flower, that yellow is not a brilliant color, and that yellow color is obviously a brain. The yellow color of the pulp...
Then he laid the empty bones to the ground, and there the two great black holes in the eyes continued to frighten us, and he cut the rope of the trap, and carried the headless corpse of the pot on his shoulder, and glanced at us with the same look at the animals, and then went away without looking back.
They had been gone for a long time, and the sun had shifted from the overhead, and we could see where the east was and where the west was, and the bloody skulls perched on top of the gold, staring at the two black holes watching us.
Some sat down, some had their pants wet with their own urine, and others, because they could make out the direction, ran in the direction of the house to the west.
Give me calm!!!!! Ash had seen something of the world, and he roared, stopping the slumped, the slanted, the slanted, and the trembling.
Let's all move together, prepare our own weapons on the spot, don't go alone, let's go back to the house first. He took out a handful of ** from his pocket and pressed it open.
We... After returning to that house, go directly back to the imperial capital? . . I was so frightened that I looked at him with tears in my eyes.
Little Gray stared at me with bloodshot eyes and said loudly to me, and also to everyone: Do you still plan to go back and be looked down upon! Are you still going to put your dignity under the feet of others for a bottle of beer? If you plan to live like that for the rest of your life, you might as well go back! I don't stop anyone! Can you do something? Well! High risk leads to high returns! There is nothing in life that does not have to pay a price! It's going back! Nest for a lifetime! Still follow me! Either get rich! Die or die! The choice is yours!
Now that we think about it, that's what a leader should look like, and we're all thinking about it, thinking back to the years in our lives, the past ten years, the decades, these lives that we haven't remembered what dignity is.
We all calmed down, and everyone's eyes sparkled like never before.
We prepared some sticks and rocks on the spot to use as weapons, and walked towards the house according to the position of the sun.
When the sun was setting and the moon was shining in the sky, we finally saw the three-story small western-style building in the soft moonlight, and it felt like we were really home.
Luckily, we didn't encounter that group of cannibals again, and the thirteen people we went out with were only one less.
We were like going home, and when we saw the small western-style building, we rushed towards it, and we were really excited, so we rushed over and opened the door. β
Bai Mao leaned back in pain and covered his face: "Who knows, this place where we have the same feeling of going home is the beginning of another nightmare." β
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