Yan Ruofei can't wait any longer, the opportunity must not be lost and will not come again, these two little devils must be transferred in front of him, so that Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming have a chance to find a vent. But how to transfer them away, Yan Ruofei couldn't think of a perfect solution for a while.

He put his head on the ground, the coldness of the mountain soil stimulated his cerebral cortex, and his brain seemed to be clearer, but he still couldn't find a good way, and his head began to hurt again.

Suddenly, Yan Ruofei stood resolutely, his posture was elegant, like a dancing kite, swimming towards the top of the mountain, he wanted to find a way to blur away from the enemy, desperately turn away the little devil, and create a golden time for the two brothers to search for the air outlet of the enemy's ammunition depot.

Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming, who were lying on the ground and hidden, saw that their boss Yan Ruofei actually stood up and exposed himself and slowly approached the top of the mountain, once the little devil found the target, he immediately opened fire, so close, the boss was either dead or injured.

The two of them smashed their hands on the ground and scolded in a low voice: "Bastard, you stupid pig, why bother with exchanging your life for intelligence?" Boss, boss, it seems that we are going to separate yin and yang. ”

At this moment, the two little devils on the top of the mountain noticed a black shadow with outstretched arms floating towards them from the bottom of the mountain, and the speed was very slow, like the wind blowing left and right.

One of the little devils shouted in a trembling voice, "What do you have to work? Password, stop, you take one more step and I'll shoot. ”

The black shadow was unhurried, and suddenly uttered a voice that was gloomy, like a ghost cry, and had a seductive magnetic one-word call: "Fuji-Hara——、 I--of-brother-brother, home-home, home, home." ”

The little devil named Fujiwara, when he heard this voice as if it was his brother who died in battle, he suddenly had a messy heart, like his soul being pulled by an invisible silk thread, and his body involuntarily ran towards the black shadow desperately, shouting "Brother, wait for me-".

The black shadow quickly retreated, repeating the previous shout, the little devil named Fujiwara was like a demon, not caring whether it was a cliff or a dangerous beach in front of him, he stretched out his arms and shouted to catch the black shadow.

The other little devil was too frightened to stay at the sentry post alone, and shouted after Fujiwara: "Fujiwara, don't believe it, there are no ghosts in the world, it's all fake, come back quickly." ”

The black shadow floated down the mountain and suddenly disappeared, and the little devil Fujiwara seemed to have lost his mind and cried loudly: "Brother——, Fujiwara Saburo is looking for you." He lunged forward like a rapidly falling weight, 'poof, poof, poof' and flew down the hill with the sound of the wind.

The little devil in the back was completely frightened, he grabbed a tree next to him, slowly squatted down, and said in his mouth: "Fujiwara, your liberation, your ghost can go home." ”

He suddenly cried out: "Fujiwara, you bastard, your detachment, but I am thrown on the top of the mountain, what should I do, what should I do, woo, woo." ”

The little devil hugged the tree, didn't want to get up for a long time, and sat motionless in front of the tree.

Suddenly, he jumped up, rushed to the sentry post, stepped into the wooden watchtower, grabbed the telephone, and shouted loudly with a crying voice: "Whoa, whoa, bastard, the telephone is not working, the telephone lines are all blown off by the wind, my emperor, my lonely person on this dark mountaintop, my fear, fear." Fujiwara, this bastard, doesn't take me away, my life is better than death. ”

The poor and pathetic little devil shook off the unanswered phone and slipped to the ground, his face sweating profusely and his face pale like a grimace, his soul had drifted away, and the rest of his body was just panting, and he was dead if he was alive.

Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming, seeing that their boss was gambling with his life, pretended to be the soul of the little devil Fujiwara Saburo's family, called his soul, led this little devil directly to the way home, and led another little devil out.

Like monkeys stealing food at night, the two of them rushed to the top of the mountain alertly and began to carefully search for the vents of the weapons and ammunition depot, but after several searches, they found nothing.

When they were in a hurry, seeing the black shadow of their boss, like an eagle with wings spread and flying down the mountain, the two really wanted to chase down and shout loudly, but the task assigned by the boss before his death had not been completed, and he was sad, and when he found the vent of the enemy's ammunition depot, he followed the boss together and returned to where he should go.

Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming avoided the sentries who had been frightened half to death, and carefully followed the path down the mountain, and in the starry night, they touched the mountain step by step.

Just as the two of them walked down the mountain with grief in their hearts, four or five black shadows suddenly came out from one side, and it seemed that each black shadow was holding a spear, and walked quickly towards the top of the mountain, talking bird songs as they walked.

Liu Cheng gently pulled Zheng Sanming, and the two immediately hid in the shadow of the tree, watching the black shadow gradually leave.

Suddenly, a little devil rushed out of the wooden watchtower on the top of the mountain, and the miserable ghost cried wolf: "Ghosts, ghosts, all of you go away, mine is going home." ”

A few little devils who came up were so frightened that they shouted with their guns: "Bastard, what the hell, the ghost there? Look at you bastard, stand up, where is this bastard Fujiwara hiding? Yours say it quickly. ”

The little devil crawled to the feet of the little devil with his hands and feet, hugged the little devil tightly with both arms and cried: "Save me, save me quickly, Fujiwara was led home by his brother's ghost, and mine also wants to go home." ”

When the little devil who was hugged by his legs heard this, his scalp exploded and tore and he stepped back, but he was tightly hugged by the frightened little devil, his body lost his balance and leaned back, and the two rolled down the mountain at the same time.

Several other little devils were also frightened, and no one dared to reach out to rescue them, squatting on the ground one by one in horror, their eyes were like flowing balls, and they quickly turned around to look around, for fear of being dragged away by ghosts.

The two little devils screamed and rolled down the mountain, and after a short time, the top and bottom of the mountain were calm again, and only the autumn wind could be heard, blowing the mountains and forests and shaking, making a 'whirring' sound.

A few little devils on the top of the mountain, originally wanted to come up to change the sentry, but now there is no need to change, the one who should come has come, the one who should have left has left, and the little devils left at the sentry post are also responsible for patrolling.

Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming slowly walked down the mountain road, walked to a big tree, and the two of them squatted tiredly under the tree.

Zheng Sanming shook his head and sighed lightly at night: "Our boss is really a god, he fell off the cliff, didn't spend a single shot, and took away three little devils, it's really amazing, it's a pity, it's a pity that the boss has this ability, so he left." Hey, he's gone, how are we going to live in the future? How to live. ”

While the two of them were lamenting in a low voice, suddenly a low sigh came from the canopy of the big tree where they were hiding, repeating their words: 'Hey, he's gone, how can we live in the future?' How to live. ’

In this gloomy mountain, there was a sudden ghostly sound that made their hearts tremble, and the frightened Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming, the two bastards, sat on the ground with their butts in their butts, pointed their ears and listened carefully, but there was no sound, and after this fright, these two bastards were so frightened that they almost peed their pants.

The two men raised their guns and shouted in a low voice: "Where are the wild ghosts, don't scare us, our boss has just arrived at you, be careful that he cleans you up." ”

From the canopy of the trees came an eerie and low voice, 'How to live, how to live'.

Liu Cheng and Zheng Sanming were really scared this time, when they were children, they often listened to the old man tell stories about ghosts, and every time they listened to it, they were so scared that they couldn't sleep at night, and they even had to find their parents to accompany them when they went out to and pee, so they still wanted to hear it.

But today is not a story, but I really met the mountain spirits and wild ghosts, otherwise I wouldn't have learned what the two of them said so well.

Liu Cheng didn't know if there were any ghosts in this world, he was bolder, and asked again with the courage and horror: "I don't know which wild ghost it is, we didn't do anything bad, this time it's just a little devil, if you just rolled down the mountain, if you have a grudge, go to our boss, he will settle it for you, let's go, don't scare us anymore." ”

"Bastard, you can't let me go even if I do fooling around, and you still let the dead little devil continue to pester me, are you still my brother of the 'Thirteen Blood Alliance'? I think you are a kind of ghost scared, what a bastard, people die like lights out, how can there be any ghosts in this world? Whispers of invectives came from the canopy.

"Who are you? Who are you? No, you are. ”