Ninety-third Insect Wall
93 insect walls
I threw the torch on the ground, and I could already see the yellowish layer around me. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this is like a tide, densely packed in the gaps in the plank, wave after wave. And the skull that was still floating in the air was still smiling at this time, and its jaws moved up and down, as if mocking the two of us.
"So what now? Why can't you stand here and wait for death, this is not my Xiao Ye's style. Even if it is dead, Lao Tzu has to fight for it to break the net, at least let it remember that the word Xiao Ye is not so easy to provoke. "My words were so powerful that my confidence swelled several times at once.
"What to do? To be honest, this thing fat man has only heard of in legends, and has never seen it at all. However, my master said something at that time, which I remember vividly and still hold as the truth. He said that all things are mutually reinforcing, and that everything that is powerful, where he comes from, will have something to crack. For example, no matter how vicious a person is, there is always a figure in his family that he can fear. The fat man's tone became very uncertain, although he knew that there should be something here that could crack this game, but where to find it urgently this time?
When he finished speaking, I couldn't answer the last sentence. This is indeed the truth, and it is also the one that will allow me to break the game, but it will take time. If he had told me that this yellow liquid could be so powerful, I would not have used a torch to expel it, but instead took myself as a target, and finally led out so many bugs that it became almost everywhere.
As we spoke, all the places around us were filled with this yellowish liquid. If you are a short-sighted person standing here, looking sparkling from a distance, it seems to be to a calm coast, with the moon and stars above your head, the wind around you blowing gently, and a wooden plank road across the sea, meandering into the sea, indescribable beautiful and poetic.
But at this time, the poetry was full of gloom and murderous atmosphere, and I felt that my heart was beating slower and slower, and even felt like I was about to fall into hibernation. However, the rate of breathing is getting faster and faster, and the oxygen content in the air has been replaced by several times the expansion of moisture, and it is no longer possible to maintain the physiological activity of this second with a calm deep breath.
The crisis of the situation is far more than that, a layer of tide has reached half a meter away. The fat man and I happen to be the centers of two circles, and the radius of half a meter encloses us into two circles that intersect with each other. The tide has come to a standstill, and I am relieved, they seem to be afraid of this, could it be that the fat man still has a talisman on his body?
"Fat man, you see that this thing has stagnated, do you still have any killer features that you haven't used?" I asked almost with suspicion and luck, as long as the fat man nodded, or showed a bad smile you know, then I could rest assured.
But the fat man didn't have it at this time, he shook his head, then looked around and waved his hand and said, "It's late." The fat man didn't have anything on his body to deal with them, even if he sent out all the flying talismans on his body, it was just two holes in the ground, and they would dodge the flying talismans before they exploded. This thing is much more sensitive than you might think. Besides, look at them in a circle, which is ready to be stacked on top of each other, and finally form two cylindrical holes, and wait until all the insects gather here, and then pounce together. This is typical of egalitarianism, and it seems that there is a reason why this thing lives in groups. ”
I weakly looked at the yellow liquid that had piled up like bricks next to me, I didn't expect that this was still a scheming, who actually besieged us here first, and then slowly gathered the advantages, and when we did not have the slightest strength to fight back, they collectively pounced together, and then killed with one blow, and finally it was a collective partition.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow liquid had accumulated to knee height, and my heart became more and more anxious. Looking at this circle of crystal clear things in my eyes, I have never seen that liquid can also be accumulated. If you put it in the outside world of science, I don't know how many biologists are scrambling to study this thing.
If anyone wants to, I would very much like to make a deal with him at this moment. I went outside and watched, and he came here to take my place, and then all these samples were left to him, and he didn't take a penny. But this can only be an absurd idea, no matter who is placed at such a critical juncture, there must only be an endless sense of survival, and will never think about those so-called fun and science.
"Fat man, we really can't help it. You can only pin your hope on your ghost master, hoping that his words will work for real. I said lightly, the fear of death already welling up in my heart. At this time, no one's state of mind can still be calm.
"What did he say?" The fat man looked back at me as if he was stunned, without remembering what he had said before.
"Everything is mutually reinforcing, you won't forget it so quickly, will you?" I looked at him with an idiot's eyes, and if it weren't for the fact that I couldn't beat him, I felt the urge to jump up and give him a kick at the moment. "We can't sit back like this, since we said that all things are mutually reinforcing, let's hurry up and see what is in this place. Let's say everything we see and think of, and release everything we can to give it a try, if there is no way, then even if I die, I can at least be blind. ”
"Makes sense...... the fat man said, but he thought about it with his eyes closed. At this time, there was actually nothing to be seen, and there was no light in the darkness around them. And the ghost fire light of the ghost fire skull floating in the air was too dim, and the insect tide in front of him absorbed a lot of light at once.
We were just there, saying whatever came to mind. "Planks, ropes. incense paper, coffin board. Sweat, hair, boogers...... "Anyway, these things come down in a circle." I can't think of anything else to say.
But whether these things are thrown or directly hit, they can't even ripple. The coffin board was waved like a shield by the fat man, and it was about to crack the insect wall, but this thing was like having eyes, and when the board was about to fall on it, it split directly from the center.
The board was whipped in the air, weak and powerless, and the fat man was almost knocked to the ground by inertia because of too much strength. (To be continued.) )