The place where Zhang Meng was lying was chopped out by Zhao San with a machete, and the firewood had actually long been decayed, and several people worked together to quickly clear out a vacant land.

At this moment, another queen of rats peeked out of the crack in the stone, staring at everyone with hideous eyes, and a terrible cry came out from the corners of his mouth......

"Oh no, this rat queen is beckoning those little rats to come over!"

Chen lame listened to the movements around him, thought for a while, and said in shock.

"Fuck, this rat queen has avenged his dead ghost gay wife?"

When Zhao San saw those swarthy rats, he suddenly felt dizzy and scolded.

"What should we do, let's get into the water and swim over!"

Zhang Meng was also panicked, and he was about to jump into the river after shaking his spirit, but he kicked Zhao San back violently.

"Let's say okay first, don't blame the third master for not saving you when you die!" Zhao San yelled angrily.

The sick ghost's face was also a little unpleasant: "This rat queen is obviously smart, swimming around us, and not approaching us, if she goes into the water, isn't it right on its way?" ”

"Lao Zhao, hurry up and take out the explosives in your backpack!"

Chen Cripple seemed to have thought of something, and said anxiously at the moment.

"Uncle Chen, there are too many rats, and you can't finish blowing them up." Zhang Meng said with a bitter face, his eyes lit up, could it be that he wanted to blow up the rat queen, and then they could go into the water safely?

When Zhang Meng was still thinking nonsense, he saw that Zhao San had already opened the simple explosive package and poured out the shrapnel iron beads inside, which made Zhang Meng look inexplicable. This also poured out the gunpowder, and without these iron beads or something, these little mice probably wouldn't have blown up, right?

This black powder wrapped in oilcloth will be made by hunters in the mountains, used to scare people, and it is okay to blow up rabbits or something. But it is a bit shabby to call it an explosives bag, these explosive bags are still transformed by Zhao San himself, adding steel balls and iron pieces to them, and stuffing some tar, this explosive bag is worthy of its name.

Zhao San didn't have time to solve Zhang Meng's doubts, so he drew a knife and split the pyre in front of him. The whole person got in, and after about a few dozen seconds, Zhao San came out in a hurry.

"Turn around and get down, close your eyes!"

After Zhao San finished speaking, his body was tightly attached to the ground.

No matter how stupid Zhang Meng is at this time, he knows Zhao San's thoughts, this explosive bag is used to blow up the chaotic branches and leaves that block the road, and as soon as he fell to the ground, there was a 'boom' sound behind him.

Although the explosive bag was not very powerful, it was very close to them, Zhang Meng still felt a wave of air slapping on his back, and at the same time, his back seemed to be a fist attack, and those branches and leaves that had long been rotten smashed on them.

Fortunately, these branches and leaves have already rotted, and they will break in response to hitting them, otherwise with the acceleration of these branches and leaves, they will definitely be able to pierce a hole in their bodies.

Zhang Meng was a little confused by these branches and leaves, and before the whole person could react, he had already pulled up Zhao San, Zhao San's face was solemn, he grabbed a big bag and a small bag, and motioned to Zhang Meng and them to follow.

Zhang Meng saw that Zhao San was so nervous, so he quickly looked back, and when he saw it, his heart suddenly became numb. The group of rats, as dense as the Kuroshio, was now less than a hundred meters away from them, and they thought that in a minute or two, they could crush their team.

Zhao San opened the road at the front, and at this time the ground was already covered with a thick layer of wood chips, and the shock wave of the explosive bag just now was not very powerful, but against these rotten branches and leaves, it was like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. The weight of this explosive package directly cleared out a road of seven or eight meters, and the branches and leaves that blocked the road in front also swept the aftermath of the bomb a little crumblingly, and in some places Zhao San fell down with just a light kick.

A few people ran and opened the way, but they didn't run slowly.

Zhang Meng looked at the group of rats following behind, and he wished to grow two more feet, he turned his head sideways, but saw that Fu Bo stopped moving forward a little sluggishly, looking at his heels, as if he was looking at some treasure.

"Fauber, hurry up!"

Zhang Meng was also a little anxious in his heart, he walked over and pulled Fu Bo, but after seeing the things in the gap of the pile of wood under his feet, a chill suddenly rose from his heart.

In the gap, Zhang Meng saw at least six or seven corpses, which were hidden horizontally and vertically, and some of their faces had been completely pierced by these branches and leaves, and they couldn't see their original appearances clearly. Zhang Meng felt a chill in his heart, as if he was targeting something, he turned his head and saw that his hair almost stood up.

In a pile of firewood crumbs on the other side, a bulging cyan eye stared at him deadly, and Zhang Meng seemed to be able to see the bloodshot on it. I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Meng felt at first glance that this person didn't seem to be dead, and there was still some brilliance in his eyes.

You know, a dead person, no matter what, will only have dullness in his eyes, and will not have other expressions.

During the Warring States Period, there were Taoist priests who refined the fake death medicine, and at that time, many people used the fake death medicine to deceive and deceive. Once, a certain Taoist priest paid tribute to the king of Chuzhuang, the skin of the figurine's body and a layer of golden jade clothes were tightly attached together, the person said that this figurine was born a god, and after ascending to heaven, this layer of skin remained in the world, as long as it was placed next to his bed and slept together for seven hundred and forty-nine days, he could live forever.

At that moment, the king of Chuzhuang was overjoyed and rewarded the Taoist priest with a thousand taels of gold, and then he couldn't wait to put this figurine next to his bed and slept with the seat every day. One day after King Chuzhuang woke up, he found that the figurines were looking at him face to face, he felt a little strange, and then on the forty-ninth day, he suddenly remembered that this figurine was facing the sky when he put it, how could he face himself? After he opened his eyes, he found that the eyes of the figurine were staring at him, and this figurine was actually alive, so frightened that the urine of King Chuzhuang came out.

Then he had the figurine dismembered, and it was indeed alive, and it made a strange cry when it was dismembered. It turned out that this figurine was made by a hostile state, and an evil spell was laid in the human body, and the fake death medicine was swallowed and sent to the king of Chuzhuang. From that day on, King Chuzhuang's personality changed greatly, and when he saw someone coming out of the funeral, he would always personally check his eyeballs, and then shout: 'The dead man's eyes have eyes?' He ordered the bodies to be dismembered. Eventually, King Chu Zhuang became insane, and soon his son took his place.

"I said you two, can you hurry up, what's so nice about the dead man's head! When I go back to Hong Kong, I will find two wax corpses and give you two a day to sleep! ”

Zhao San saw that Zhang Meng and Fu Bo actually had Yaxing observing the dead there, and he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence.

"Ah Fu, how far is it from Shaoshan here?"

Chen Cripple looked at the corpse in the pile of sawdust and asked lightly.

"Hurry up, Shaoshan is in front, speed up the pace and run for another ten minutes!" Fauber wiped the beads of sweat on his head, he had suffered a lot of sin all the way, he had bitten off a piece of flesh on his feet and legs, and now he was running so fast for a while, and the bandage was already a little blood-red spreading out.

Zhang Meng came to his senses as soon as he heard it, and his sense of exhaustion was not so strong.

"Strange, why didn't the rat queen follow us?"

Fauber said strangely, the feeling that the rat queen had followed them far away in the river, and that he had been showing his figure from time to time, but now that he was nowhere to be seen, was unsettling.