Chapter Seventy-Seven: Risking Your Life
After thinking about it, what the coachman said was indeed reasonable, so he turned around and told Xiaohao: "You stay here, if we don't come out of the forest before dark, it proves that there are indeed ghosts in the forest." , the latest chapter access: Π¨Π¨Π¨.79xs.Π‘ΠΎΠ . Please search to see the most complete! Don't delay the fastest update, don't trespass inside, go out of the mountain immediately, hurry up, and let Liang Ci bring a few Gu masters to come. β
Reluctantly, Xiao Hao took out the 'medicine' he had been assigned to him from his arms and stuffed it into me along with a cloth bag.
First of all, it is necessary to pass through this multicolored miasma safely, which is not a problem, and the surrounding area of the forest can be made with local materials, and a simple miasma avoidance pill can be made. Although it is not as good as betel nut, it should not be a problem to pass quickly with bated breath.
The two of us covered our mouths and noses with wet handkerchiefs, and each showed our skills, passing through the miasma as quickly as possible.
The towering trees cover the sky and the sun, and the forest becomes more and more sultry and damp, and along the way, the ground is silted up with extremely thick fallen leaves, and it is slippery and greasy to step on.
One foot deep and one foot shallow foot deep, and there were many white bones on the ground, not only all kinds of beasts, but also human bones, which were 'exposed' in the air, and still exuded a disgusting smell.
I remember that the old man in the tunzi once said that after the tragedy 20 years ago, a Taoist priest instructed everyone to transport the corpses of the villagers to the forest for burial, how could all the corpses be exposed?
If someone had broken in by mistake, there would never have been so many corpses. I had a vague bad premonition in my heart, I thought that the Taoist priest should have deliberately accumulated so many corpses here, subjected to wind and rain, let them rot, and then generate a miasma. Otherwise, there can be no multicolored miasma in the north at all!
Then, there must be some 'shady' deeds in this, I am afraid that the tragic incident that night was also deliberately done by someone.
I made a careful gesture to the coachman, and walked cautiously forward, as lightly as I could.
The coachman is good and walks slowly in front of him in case of accidents. The forest was full of trees, and I was afraid of 'getting lost', so I made a few inconspicuous marks on the trunks of the trees along the way.
Deeper inside, poisonous insects, snakes and ants began to gradually become denser, although the two of us had insect repellent 'medicine' on our bodies, many poisonous insects were not affected by the smell, and rushed to us.
I had to work in parallel with the coachman to facilitate mutual care.
He 'pulled' an inconspicuous whip from his waist, and he didn't know what material it was made of, and he had already 'touched' the ground shiny. Along the way, the whip crackled, and the snakes, ants, and poisonous insects all opened their skin and flesh.
It's a pity that in the dense forest, the whip can't exert its maximum power. The two of us tried our best to deal with it, and we were almost walking on thin ice and trembling, but we didn't see a trace of the tarsal bones.
But I am more and more sure that there must have been a man in this forest, otherwise there would not have been so many poisonous insects in swarms.
"Miss, be careful!" The coachman, who was one step ahead of me, suddenly exclaimed in surprise and quickly protected me behind him.
I looked up and saw a swarm of moths, all the size of a teacup, hidden in the leaves of the trees, swooping down on us all over the sky, dense and almost impermeable.
The coachman swept out the whip in his hand with the strong wind, and a large number of moths fell to the ground, but many more moths were frightened, and were not afraid of people, and pounced on the two of us as well. The coachman danced the whip in his hand so dazzlingly that the moth fell to the ground in front of him, and the powder on his wings fluttered down and flew all over the sky.
My nose is sensitive to powdery things, and even though I have been 'covered' with a cloth, my first instinct is to raise my hand to cover my face.
The coachman suddenly exclaimed, "This moth is poisonous! Evacuate quickly. β
The whip in his hand has obviously 'messed up'.
"How are you?" I asked anxiously behind me.
"The moth's wings seem to be poisonous, and the powder falls into the eyes and burns, and the mind is a little dizzy."
The coachman closed his eyes tightly, still waving his whip, and swept away the moths one by one with a fierce wind. Fight with me and retreat.
Since I learned the correct way to use the 'flower' rain from Liang Ci, I have brought with me a lot of quenching 'medicine' silver needles with the thickness of gadfly, which now play a role, and I can barely resist one or two, and 'shoot' and kill the 'approaching' moths. Thanks to the fact that when we came in, we were all 'covered' on our heads and faces, and only our eyes were 'exposed' and 'exposed' outside, and the poisonous powder did not have much effect.
The moths are one after another, and they are simply overwhelmed, and they are persevering and 'pressing' step by step. The coachman could not see, and the whip in his hand would often be hung by the branches that came out horizontally, and he was in a hurry.
It is not a long-term solution. Especially later, when I put my hand into my arms, I found that all the silver needles had been used up. His hand was still unwilling to turn around his waist, and his fingertips were stained with a star of dark red 'color' powder, and suddenly his heart was overjoyed.
When I entered the forest, Xiao Hao stuffed me with a cloth bag that turned out to be the 'mixed' powder he used to ignite the fire!
"Do you have a fire fold on you?" I asked urgently.
The coachman didn't know what I was for, but he reached into his arms and handed me a fire fold.
Without hesitation, I took out the powder in my arms and threw it out towards the dense moths. The other hand quickly shook the fire and threw it out.
The flames quickly burst into the air, devouring the moths at the front. Moths were originally flammable, but now their wings are stained with flammable powder, and they burn faster, crackling, and making noises.
I continued to raise the powder in my arms, and the flames spread rapidly, burning the moth in front of us clean, and a foul smell of burnt paste quickly spread.
I breathed a sigh of relief, and almost collapsed on the ground, but I did not dare to slack off and hastened to check the driver's injuries. The area around his eyes had begun to turn purple and spread to the entire face at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were swollen into a slit that made it impossible to see what was in front of him.
The poisonous gas invaded quite strongly, and I temporarily sealed his 'acupoint' with a silver needle to stop it from spreading. It is imperative to detoxify him as soon as possible, so as not to be angry. Besides, I have just used an open fire, and if there is any ambush in the forest, we must have already found our traces, and it is irrational to continue to break in blindly.
I grabbed the coachman's arm and said, "It's not good to stay here for a long time, let's hurry out of the woods and treat you first." β
The driver was also worried that he would be injured and would not be able to protect me, so the two of them turned around and wanted to return the way they came.
It's a pity that it's too late, there is a fishy smell in front of us, and we hear the sound of rustling, and the road ahead has been blocked by a patch of poisonous snakes, colorful, spitting out scarlet cores towards us, making a "hiss" sound.
I'm not afraid of poisonous snakes, but it's a different story for such a swarm of poisonous snakes.
The coachman didn't know what was going on, but when I stopped abruptly, listened intently, and then his face changed: "There are snakes?!" β
I let out a soft "um", not even daring to breathe heavily, lest the snakes suddenly attack me. I cautiously reached into my arms, took out a packet of highly poisonous 'medicine', and sprinkled it on the ground in front of me to block the path of the snakes.
Animals have always had a keen sense of smell, and seem to be able to sense the danger of the 'medicine' powder, and only swim in front of them, and are not in a hurry to move forward.
The coachman and I stepped back. But soon, I was going to cry. Because behind us, there are now a large number of Gu worms pouring towards us, and they are also colorful, and the "color" color of the demon is all over the body, which makes people shudder.
The driver noticed something strange about me and asked, "What's wrong?" β
I smiled wryly and said, "I'm in the worm's nest." β
Now there are real wolves in front and tigers in the back, and you can't move forward or retreat. I didn't have time to hesitate, and the coachman and I quickly pulled out the poison from my waist and dumped it around us, forming an encirclement, giving us time to breathe for the time being.
But I know that although the 'medicine' powder poison 'sex' is strong, there are too many insects, and it can only resist for a while. And these poisonous insects should all be driven by others to '' and control, and it won't be long before they will step on the corpses of their companions in front of us and pounce on us.
Compared to the Gu worm behind me, the poisonous snake in front of me is cuter, and I am not afraid. If the coachman had not been injured, with the light skills of the two of us and the 'medicine' we carried, we should have been able to highlight the encirclement of the poisonous snake. But now that he is injured, he can't raise his qi luck at all, which will accelerate the spread of poisonous 'sex'. And my three-legged cat's kung fu can't carry a person to run.
"Miss, you don't care about me, rush out of the forest by yourself first, maybe I can still have a way to live." Although the coachman was poisoned, his tone was still sonorous, and he was a tough man.
I know he's just trying to persuade me to leave, and if I leave him here, where will I have a chance of surviving?
I glanced around and said to the coachman, "There is only one way now, let's take shelter in the trees for a while." You lift your breath a little, and I'll help you in the back. β
The coachman nodded, and did as he was told, and after he flew up, I did not dare to delay, lest he could not see with his eyes, and could no longer climb the branches, and at the same time jumped up towards the tree.
I had just breathed a sigh of relief when I saw him land steadily on a thick trunk, when I saw a few vines weaving into a net, coming down from the top of our heads, silently.
"Be careful!" I exclaimed, but it was a moment too late, and the coachman was bound tightly by two vines and hung from the trunk. There were many more vines that seemed to be sensing, and they were rapidly stretching in my direction.
I had to use my tiptoes to bounce and sweep to the side, so that I could avoid the vines and fall to the trees.
Who would have expected that several trees in the vicinity were full of traps, and the second 'wave' of vines followed one after another. If you want to dodge, unless you fall to the ground, you will undoubtedly feed the Gu worms. In comparison, it is better to throw yourself into a net, be bound by trees and vines, and hang up.
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