"Mom! The beast's head isn't dead yet. Seeing the beast head that had already flown up in the middle of the tree, the fat man was so frightened that he said "Mom", and hid behind Laizi.

Hearing the strange cry of the fat man, and seeing that the beast's head really rushed towards everyone, everyone did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly waved the sapper shovel in their hands to slap it. But the beast's head seemed to have eyes, and when it saw the sapper shovel swinging at it, it dodged in a few dodges.

You've never seen anything like this before, and you don't know what to do for a while.

But the fat man cried out loudly, "Grandma, what the hell is this?" Laizi, you didn't say that this sacrificial monster can still fucking live? ”

Hearing the fat man's words, Zhao San looked at Lai Zi, and the two glanced at each other, both of them feeling a little puzzled. They don't understand why all the internal organs are hollowed out and they can still live.

"What kind of animals are used in the Olai Nalen sacrifice?" Zhang Meng turned his head and glanced at Lai Zi and confirmed.

"They are all ordinary beasts on the grassland, and most of them are mainly reindeer." Raiko said.

Just as Laizi's words fell, the beast head that flew back suddenly flew towards everyone again.

With the experience of the past just now, everyone was not frightened this time.

However, the beast head seemed to recognize the fat man, and kept attacking the fat man.

The angry fat man holding the sapper shovel is a random shot, but the sapper shovel is always limited, and if you miss a hit, you will no longer be able to shoot the flying beast head.

"Damn!" The fat man was tired and panting, panting again and again, and turned around and asked, "You can explain why this thing flies and attacks people?" Could it be that if you make a sacrifice, you won't die? Damn! If that were the case, wouldn't we be so entangled in it? ”

"I think you're going to fight it all the time." Zhang Meng laughed, then turned around and looked at it, thinking slowly. Speaking of the thing in front of him, Zhang Meng didn't have a sense of fear, watching it chase with the fat man, but he felt a little funny. "Laizi, do you see what this thing is?"

Seeing Zhang Meng asking, Lai Zi frowned, looked at the things in front of him carefully, and whispered, "It's not easy to say." ”

"Isn't it some shamanic trick or something?" Zhao San looked at the beast head in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Do you smell any corpse qi?" ”

"The corpse is not angry, but the dead are a little angry." Lai Zi continued: "When people die, the lights go out, they are reincarnated, and they become zombies and zongzi, relying on such a bad breath, but I can't see through this thing in front of me. It stands to reason that if the corpse is not complete enough, there is no way to store qi in the body, and without that breath of evil, there is no way to talk about zombies and zongzi ......"

"Oh." Zhang Meng nodded.

Zhao San on the side also said: "I can't see through it either." ”

"Damn, I said what did you discuss?" The fat man finally caught a gap to rest, and hurriedly shouted at Zhang Meng, Lai Zi, and Zhao San, who were discussing on the side, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "If you don't come to a conclusion, I don't care what this thing is, fat man, I will explode its head with one shot." ”

Seeing that the fat man was really angry, Lai Zi immediately said, "Wait! ”

"What are you waiting for?" The fat man pulled down the bolt: "I don't want to play with you anymore, fat man, I'm not in the mood to talk nonsense with you here." Hit down early and go back to dinner early. Damn, this trip, I haven't even dug up any treasures, and I encountered a lot of strange things......"

Listening to the fat man's complaint, Zhang Meng seemed to remember something, and hurriedly lowered his voice and quickly irradiated the entire poplar forest with the beam of a flashlight.

Seeing Zhang Meng's actions, Zhao San's eyes lit up.

At the same time, Zhang Meng also made a familiar gesture to Zhao San and Lai Zi.

Meaning, could the oddity here have something to do with the person everyone guessed before?

Seeing Zhang Meng's sign language clearly, everyone's hearts sank, and they couldn't help but look around, but in the silent poplar forest, except for the beast head that kept laughing, there was no other movement.

"Damn, that man's shamanic sorcery again?" Seeing everyone's reaction, the fat man who was fighting to the death with the beast's head also suddenly realized, thought about it and scolded loudly: "If it's a man, you come out, don't be sneaky, what kind of hero is this?" ”

Listening to the fat man's shouting, everyone had no confidence in their hearts.

Instead, Laizi sat down quietly and touched his head: "I remembered......"

"Remember?" Zhao San hurriedly asked.

"There has always been a saying in the grassland, that is, to ask for wheat."

"Asking for wheat?" Zhang Meng thought about it and looked at Lai Zi puzzled.

"What's the wheat?" The fat man asked, his eyes wide.

"In the Old Turkic language, the word wumai means placenta, and it is usually a ritual for the soul of a baby. To put it simply, it is a ritual of asking the gods. Lai Zi explained briefly, then looked at the blood tree on the side again, and then said thoughtfully: "But generally speaking, this kind of ritual is difficult to succeed, and few people will use this method. ”

"Just because few people use it doesn't mean that no one uses it." The fat man muttered to himself.

"yes."

"Shamanic witchcraft in the north often has deep side effects, and if you gain something, you will lose it." Yoriko continued: "This kind of evil art, even more so. ”

Hearing Lai Zi's explanation, Zhang Meng also understood, but still had some doubts in his heart: "But this is a little strange, whether it is the headless cavalry or the Martian ants before, they are all very powerful opponents, why this time, we are so easy to face this beast head?" ”

"It's the same answer as I was just now." Hearing Zhang Meng's question, Lai Zi looked up and said, "If there is really such a big threat, I think the person who uses this technique will also be under a lot of pressure." ”

"You Zhang Lacking, isn't it good to be like this now, are you addicted to playing hard?" The fat man said angrily.

As soon as the fat man finished saying this, a beast head flew out of the jungle in an instant, looking at the countless beast heads floating in the sky, the fat man suddenly lost his soul, and screamed in a lost voice: "You Zhang Lacking Virtue, you are really a crow's mouth, good is not good, bad thief!" ”

"Yes, the fat man can't bear it, I'll leave it to you to play!" After the fat man finished speaking, he ran out of the poplar forest, and at this moment the fat man was in no mood to study why those beast heads flew, and his energy was all focused on how to escape.

"This little fat man ......" Looking at the fat man who ran away, Zhao San opened his clothes with a smile and a smile, revealing a pitch-black pistol pinned to his waist: "Ah Meng, I guess everything hidden in the forest has come out, and we can't check it, let's do it!" ”