Chapter 59: The Big-Headed Monster Baby (Text)

"What the fuck is this?"

Zhang Meng was also frightened, listening to the terrible howl, he felt that this thing should not be easy to mess with.

Who would have thought that in the corpse thousands of years ago, there was such a strange thing.

The voice became more and more urgent, and in the shocked eyes of several people, the gray armor on the surface of the figurine actually cracked a crack.

Chen's face was ruthless, he snatched the fire hammer from the sick ghost's hand, aimed at the stomach of the figurine, and collapsed without the slightest hesitation.

"Bang!"

The lethality of the fire gun was extremely great, and the range was relatively large, just one shot, a fist-sized hole appeared on the stomach of the figurine, and the sound suddenly fell silent.

"Probably dead, right? Do you want another shot. ”

Chen Cripple asked with some unease.

Several of them waited with bated breath for a long time, and found that there was no movement in the stomach of the figurine, and the protruding place on the stomach had also calmed down, so they dared to move slowly.

Zhang Meng felt a little hairy in his heart, and in the blood hole made by the fire hammer, he could faintly see a wriggling ball of flesh. Zhang Meng only felt that after coming to this Devil Mountain Range, his head was completely insufficient, and he couldn't think of these unbelievable things before.

"Fuck, no wonder Liu Qu is a palace-level figure in our tomb robbery faction, not to mention the kiss at the door, now this figurine is a strange thing in the stomach. But I'm now sure that this is definitely Liu Qu's tomb! ”

Chen Cripple said affirmatively.

Zhang Meng was a little puzzled, and didn't know why Chen Cripple was so sure.

"The seven orifices of those figurines were sealed with molten iron. In other words, these figurines were all iron corpses, the same corpses we saw in the cave when we entered. ”

Zhang Meng nodded, and was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a bloody claw stretched out of the stomach of the fallen figurine, with sticky blood on it, extremely bloody.

"Uncle Cripple, that thing is still alive!"

Zhang Meng's face changed greatly, and a round 'head' was desperately coming out of that stomach.

The thing was less than a meter away from Zhang Meng, Zhang Meng could see clearly, it was like a baby, but it was all blood red, the entire round head was full of red flesh, and a terrible cry came from the body of this thing.

The whole body of this thing is only half a meter long, and its feet are similar to those of a frog, and it is very thin, but the strength of the legs is not small.

This thing actually kicked in mid-air, and immediately fell towards Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng only felt that the two feet on his shoulders were kicked by this monster, and his whole body fell involuntarily.

Although its body is small, its explosive power is really terrifying, this stare has at least seventy or eighty pounds of strength, Zhang Meng only felt that his shoulders were sore, but at this time he didn't have the heart to think about this, his neck was pressed by the monster's claws, the expression on the monster's face was very strange, it seemed to smell something bad, and sucked on Zhang Meng's neck, it suddenly let go of Zhang Meng.

"Bang!"

The monster screamed in terror, and he suddenly burrowed back into the figurine's belly.

At this time, Zhang Meng's face turned pale, and it was only a few seconds to catch that thing just now, if it bit off its throat, then now it would be a cold corpse.

Zhang Meng looked back with some trepidation, but it was Chen Cripple who filled the gunpowder, which saved his life.

Chen's face was also ugly, there were at least a dozen figurines here, if every figurine had such a monster in their stomachs, then how could they pass.

"Ah Meng, are you okay?"

"It's okay, Uncle Ghost, I was just taken aback."

"Ah Meng, I think that monster was originally going to bite your throat, but in the end, he hesitated, which gave the old cripple a chance to shoot, did you bring anything?" The sick ghost asked a little strangely.

He clearly saw just now that the monster paused at the last moment and didn't take a mouth, which saved Zhang Meng's life.

"I don't know, I don't have anything on my body." Zhang Meng didn't like to wear those ornaments or anything since he was a child, so he didn't seem to have any life-saving talismans on his body.

"Did the smell of fire oil scare the monster away?"

Zhang Meng asked with some confusion.

When they came, in order to deal with the miasma, they specially took a small half bottle of fire oil from the villagers, maybe it was the pungent smell of fire oil that scared this thing away.

"Shit oil, you smell that corpse oil is much worse than the smell of that oil."

Chen Cripple said angrily.

Zhang Meng's head was a little messy, and he couldn't help but recall what Lai Zi had said to him: "You and Ben are not human!" ”

Thinking of Na Laizi's serious expression, and then a somewhat evasive look when he explained to himself, it was obvious that he didn't want to tell him the truth. I don't know why, Zhang Meng felt that the strange thing didn't bite off his neck, which was definitely related to the ghost veins on his body.

When Zhang Meng was still thinking nonsense, several figurines suddenly shook slightly, and in the slightly pale faces of several people, the stomachs of these figurines suddenly propped up, and suddenly there was a large area of mournful baby crying.

"What should I do?"

Zhang Meng's face turned pale, the speed of that thing was extremely fast, and his feet were extremely explosive, and Zhang Meng didn't even react at all just now, so he fell to the ground. And it was luck that I didn't get bitten off my throat.

At this moment, the thought of facing several of these little monsters made several people shudder.

"Ah Meng, hurry up and draw a few fire folds out!"

Chen crippled his teeth and said fiercely.

At this time, it will be too late if he doesn't strike first, and when the few things inside run out, even if he has three heads and six arms, he may have to bite to death.

Zhang Meng's hands trembled a little, and he pulled out a few fire folds in the waterproof bag, but fortunately, the seal of this feng shui bag was very good, and no water penetrated into it.

Chen Cripple took a few fire folds handed over by Zhang Meng, poked out a little spark with his hand, and suddenly a flame ignited on the fire folds, and Chen Cripple threw the fire folds on the figurines.

"Hurry back!"

As soon as the flames on the fire fold came into contact with the figurines, they suddenly erupted into a violent burst of fire as if they had exploded.

The heat wave that blew over still made Zhang Meng, who was retreating sharply, feel anxious, and the burning figurines suddenly formed a big fireball, printing the entire dark cave red.

"These figurines are big oil drums!"

Zhang Meng and the others hid behind a stone, but they could still feel the heat wave behind them, and he couldn't help but say with palpitations.

At this time, the cave was filled with the 'popping' sound of sparks from burning corpse oil, and suddenly a terrible sound exploded throughout the cave.

Rao is Zhang Meng They were prepared or startled, the voice seemed to have suffered some extreme pain, and it was so sharp that it was worse than scraping glass. I pulled out a few fire folds, but fortunately the feng shui bag was well sealed, and no water penetrated into it.

Chen Cripple took a few fire folds handed over by Zhang Meng, poked out a little spark with his hand, and suddenly a flame ignited on the fire folds, and Chen Cripple threw the fire folds on the figurines.

"Hurry back!"

As soon as the flames on the fire fold came into contact with the figurines, they suddenly erupted into a violent burst of fire as if they had exploded.

The heat wave that blew over still made Zhang Meng, who was retreating sharply, feel anxious, and the burning figurines suddenly formed a big fireball, printing the entire dark cave red.

"These figurines are big oil drums!"

Zhang Meng and the others hid behind a stone, but they could still feel the heat wave behind them, and he couldn't help but say with palpitations.

At this time, the cave was filled with the 'popping' sound of sparks from burning corpse oil, and suddenly a terrible sound exploded throughout the cave.

Rao is Zhang Meng They were prepared or startled, the voice seemed to have suffered some extreme pain, and it was so sharp that it was worse than scraping glass.