At night, the swamp was as deep and dark as ever, like a giant beast entrenched among the peaks.

The woods outside the city are dark and terrifying enough during the day, and at night, they have become a playground for many mutated monsters that emerge from the sunset.

The strange roars and rustling of the leaves form a terrifying piece of music that only hell can have.

In the night, there was a rustling sound in the woods, and on a big tree, two heads poked out, which were Ma Ping'an and Hu Si.

"Brother Ma, it's almost dawn, but the owl hasn't appeared yet... Looks like we're going to have to get punished again..."

"Shhhhhhh How's your trap doing? No problem, right? ”

"Well, produced by Hu Si, quality assurance, of course no problem."

"Well, wait a minute, maybe it'll come..."

"Hmm..."

Silence returned to the trees.

After another half hour or so, there was a dull sound of footsteps in the woods.

A half-meter-tall, obese monster that resembled a bear slowly walked out of the bushes.

He looked left and right, and staggered forward, and when he was about to reach the bottom of the tree, he poked his forepaw out, and a deep black hole appeared in front of him with a bang.

Although the monster is fat, its movements are very agile, and when it realizes that something is wrong, it retreats vigilantly.

At that moment, there was a 'bang' behind it, and a thick tree swung from behind it, targeting its ass.

After a collision, he finally couldn't avoid it, and with a 'snap', he fell.

Two cheers rang out from the tree, and Ma Ping'an and Hu Sixing rushed down, each holding a long metal spear in their hands, and stabbed it into the trap.

Inside the trap, there was a terrible scream and a dull crash, and after a while, it finally fell silent.

Ma Ping'an listened carefully and made sure that the monster was dead, so he clapped his hands and put down the spear gun, untied a rope from his waist, and handed one end to Hu Si, and then the two slowly climbed down from both sides of the trap.

The trap was dug quite wide, and the monster's fat body lay in the center, covered in blood, and it looked black and wet in the night.

The two of them looked at it for a long time but couldn't find a place to start, and finally pulled its claws out from under their bodies, but they heard a roar.

The monster came to life again in an instant, and with a sharp claw, it struck Hu Si out with a palm, and hit the wall of the well behind him, and his body went limp, and he fell.

Ma Ping'an was taken aback, but he reacted very quickly, his body shrank back violently, and when he shouted in front of him, it was the monster's claws that swept by, almost tearing his face.

He was suddenly furious, pulled up to his waist, and there was already a short blade with cold light shining in his hand, and he pounced on it with a knife, and shouted: ", Lao Tzu finally has a handsome face in his life, and he actually wants to make Lao Tzu break his appearance, and he doesn't want to live you!" ”

But he didn't think that he was originally here to take other people's lives, and it was not up to them to decide whether he wanted to live or not.

The monster had already been seriously injured, and although it avoided it a little, it was still stabbed in the head by him, and it was immediately ferocious.

But Ma Ping'an's pounce happened to ride on its head, and the monster's four claws couldn't reach it, so it could only bow up and hit the wall of the well.

Ma Ping'an shouted in his mouth: "Bastard, do you want Lao Tzu to commit suicide with you?" ”

The hand was not slow, one hand firmly grasped the fur on the monster's neck, so as not to be knocked off by the monster, and the other hand held the knife, and stabbed it down as if it were a knife.

After a few rounds, the monster was already dizzy, and there were several openings in its head that were several inches long, and the blood was flowing, but the horse was still riding safely on its back.

The monster was also smart, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he changed his way again, and when he fell to the side, he actually rolled over.

Ma Ping'an couldn't sit still, and was caught off guard, almost crushed under his buttocks.

Fortunately, he was agile, turned to one side in the opposite direction, and fell down to the other side.

When he was about to land, he stretched out his arm and slashed violently, and the monster's stomach was exposed in front of him, and he was immediately pulled apart with a huge scar that was more than a foot long.

Ma Ping'an rolled on the ground, quickly got up, and retreated to the side with a short knife.

The monster roared twice, and staggered to its feet, and took two steps forward, and with a bang, a fishy smell came, but the stomach and intestines fell out, and finally fell down again.

Ma Ping'an took two steps forward with a vigilant face, picked up a few pieces of mud from the ground and threw them over, and was relieved to see that the monster was motionless.

Turned around and walked to Hu Si's side, patted him on the cheek, and pressed him the chest a few times, Hu Si coughed and woke up, it turned out that he was hit by the monster and closed his breath.

Ma Ping'an threw the short knife to the ground, stretched out his legs and sat beside him, gasped for breath, pointed to the corpse of the monster and scolded: "This bastard is very cunning, and he will pretend to be dead..."

Hu Sixin looked at the monster with palpitations, patted his chest and smoothed his breath, and then said, "It's okay. . . This owl is still young, and it is going to be an adult... I'm afraid the two of us will really confess here today..."

Ma Ping'an picked up the knife on the ground again, gestured a few times, and cursed: "Damn, the dead old men don't know what to think, and they don't have a gun, so they gave us these things, and almost gave away their lives..."

At this moment, the monster's corpse suddenly moved again.

The two of them were nervous, and they got up one by one, but they saw that the monster corpse slowly stood up, opened their mouths, and actually spoke: "Little bastard, dare to scold me behind my back?" Come back and have you good-looking! ”

"Don't, Second Master..."

Ma Ping'an howled sadly, and pounced on him.

......

A large, silver-white room, full of strangely shaped instruments.

An old man with messy silver hair was lying in front of the monster, holding a welding torch in his hand, and chattering while busy: "The little guy is ruthless, and he has cut off a lot of circuits... It's a bit of a hassle to fix..."

Ma Ping'an lay beside him with a smile on his face, and said while handing him the tools: "The realistic monster made by the second master is amazing, aren't I afraid... That's why I tried my best..."

The second master snorted and said, "Don't make a fool of yourself, you must have made your master angry again, and you want me to help you say good things." ”

Ma Ping'an's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief.

"The second master is really Zhuge reborn, I pouted my ass a little, and you know what I want to fart...

Hehe, it's actually nothing, the master is going to punish me and the third master for some endurance training, you see, my muscular..."

Saying that, he got up, bent his arms and posed, and then said: "I wonder if that endurance training can be avoided, if I have that time, I would rather follow the second master to learn some skills..."

The second master looked at him, shook his head, and said, "You, these things are far inferior to Hu Si... I think it's better to get rid of it, and when I can save it, I will destroy all my things..."

Ma Ping'an suddenly made a bitter face, and then lay down again, pleading with sincerity on his face: "Second master, haven't you been educating us to be an all-round talent?"

I firmly believe that through your old teachings and my efforts, coupled with my ingenuity and extraordinary mind, I will certainly not be worse than that boy of Hu Si!

You just help me, help me..."

The second master fiddled with the mechanical simulation monster by himself, and just shook his head.

Ma Ping'an secretly scolded a few words of 'dead old man', 'stinky and hard old turtle', etc., but his mouth was stalking, but it had no effect for a long time, so he could only give up and run out angrily.

As soon as you go out, there is a silver-white corridor.

On the floor of the corridor is a long track.

As soon as he stood up, a circular disc flew into the air, and a burst of azure light rose from the disc, forming a virtual screen.

On the left side of the screen is a number of 0-9, on the right is a palm model, Ma Ping'an put his right hand up, and pressed a few numbers with his left hand, and the disc made a soft sound of 'drop', and then a mechanical synthesis sound appeared.

'The fingerprint and password are matched, and the verification is passed. ’

As soon as he finished speaking, the floor of the corridor rolled on its own, and soon he was sent to a rotunda paved with blue marble, and there were two corridors on the other two sides of the hall, one dark red and one black.

Ma Ping'an hesitated in the hall for a while, and walked dejectedly towards the dark red corridor.

There was nothing in the hallway, but there was an antique shelf on either side of the hallway, full of strange goods.

For example, a plastic case with numeric buttons inside is said to be a communication tool around 2000 A.D. before the end of the world.

The English 'NOKIA' on the shell was the sign of a very large telecommunications company at the time.

These things are antiques to the old man, but Ma Ping'an has seen them a lot in his previous life.

At this time, I was in a bad mood, and I looked even more eyesore, and I scolded in my stomach when I walked by.

"Dead old man, what kind of garbage is there, there is no taste at all, and a few *** are like more eye-catching..."

"This black thing is a bit like the shell of your old turtle, is it a relative, so it can't be enshrined here?"

“......”

Fortunately, the corridor is not too long, and after a few curses, I arrived at the door.

Pushing open the door carved from a single piece of mahogany, Ma Ping'an immediately changed his expression and walked in with a heavy expression.

The master was leaning on a Taishi chair and drinking tea leisurely, when he saw him come in, his beard curled, and he asked with a glare: "Why don't you go to your third master to report?" It's ticklish, isn't it? ”

Ma Ping'an walked a few steps, tears flowed down, and he choked up and said, "Master... Hu Si he... He..."

The old man was stunned for a moment, put down the teapot in his hand, and asked, "What's wrong with Hu Si?" ”

"Hu Si suffered from a cold yesterday morning, and when he went to complete his hunting training today, he was injured by the second master's simulated monster, and now he has a high fever and is unconscious..."

"Oh, I see..."The old man frowned: "Have you been to see it by your third master?" ”

Ma Ping'an had a bitter face, shook his head, and said, "Not yet... Master you also know that the third master he... His temper...

If only he had known that it was his turn to torture today... No, no... It's to train us, I'm afraid that even if half of his body is already lying in the coffin, he will be dragged up..."

"Well, that's right, with the temper of the third child, even if you are sick, you will never be exempted from your training... Uh, why are you coming to me? ”

Ma Ping'an sighed, wiped his tears, and said, "Master, you see, Hu Sidu is sick like that, so can endurance training be avoided first?"

Anyway, we haven't notified the third master yet, and when Hu Si is ready, it's not too late to train again..."

The old man glanced at him with a smile, picked up the teapot and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are in such a hurry, the relationship between your brothers is really not bad. ”

Ma Ping'an's face was full of grief: "That's that, just like the three of you, master, Xiao Si and I are also like siblings...

He's sick, I'm so distressed..."

The old man nodded, looking very approving, and suddenly said, "Well, by the way, I forgot to tell you...

I have discussed with your second master and third master, Hu Si and you have different talents, so we should also focus on our future training.

In the future, in addition to my subjects here, Hu Si will follow your second master to learn his dexterous skills.

And you, mainly follow the third master to practice well, from today onwards, your third master will accompany you in the morning..."

Ma Ping'an was startled, his tears immediately stopped, and he asked loudly: "Ah... Master, isn't it..."

The old man looked at him with a smile: "Well, there is another matter, today was supposed to be your last day of training together, but Hu Si is sick, then he will be spared."

Since the relationship between the two of you brothers is so good, you will help him bear his share together...

I'm sure you'd be happy to do that, aren't you? ”

Now Ma Ping'an really started crying...