The bald man rubbed a fat face in the dirt, apparently splashed with urine, but he still didn't say a word, and only turned his saliva outward when he looked up.

I gestured for everyone to hold on, but in fact, the most worrying thing for me was the blind man, who couldn't see my gestures at all, and the night was too dark, and I didn't know what kind of mood he was in at this time.

At this moment, the blind man raised his right hand and bent his arm to the top of his head, and the movement was very large, and it remained for a relatively long time, apparently hoping that we would see his movements.

Just when the bald man and I were both looking at him with bewildered expressions, for fear that the timid blind man would make some moves to expose the target, he actually closed his eyes and pointed his arms in the direction of Er Ya and the other two hunter women.

The bald man and I glanced at each other, and then looked at Erya by the moonlight, only to find that the latter was also at a loss.

Everyone was disgusted by this stench to the extreme, and the most annoying thing was that the person on the top of the ditch was obviously not one, and the coherent "spraying" drenched seven people in their hearts.

The first to be impatient was the bald man, followed by Erya, and the dewy couple were like two creepers, grabbing the stones on the ditch wall and meeting them.

Although I don't know how sure the bald man is, this grandson has always been afraid of death, but sometimes when the donkey's energy comes up, I don't care about it, I have to stick to the second girl and grit my teeth and follow, followed by the two daughters of the hunting clan, leaving only the blind man and the Qi girl without moving.

It turns out that with the bald man, there can be no bright future!

Just as I was full of strength, my body went up from the bottom of the ditch, against the steep slope, waiting for the bald man to shout angrily to launch a charge, only to feel that the second girl above my head suddenly paused, and my chest was impartial against a sharp stone emerging from the soil, the severe pain made me almost hum, two hands to pick the vines in the dirt slope, the feet that were shaking suddenly felt the strength of the strength, it turned out to be the two girls of the hunting clan, one person and one shoulder for me to step on, which avoided the embarrassing situation of me falling.

It was also at this time that another stream of urine "squirted" down the slope, and this time it was good, and the whole urine was impartially on the bald man's bald head.

Splashes of urine poured down, but I didn't pay any attention to the pickles, when something else surprised me grabbed all my attention.

"In terms of time, they should have arrived a long time ago";

It was a woman's voice, the voice was very rough, it was difficult to distinguish between men and women without listening carefully, and while I was thinking about it, a male voice that seemed familiar to my ears said:

"Not necessarily, that person is cautious";

The sound made me shudder, and I thought to myself that I must have seen the owner of the voice, but for a moment I couldn't think of a clue.

The woman said, "You are too stupid to have solved them in that forest, and you have to go to such a high place to ambush, and you don't want to think about it, can he and his people climb up?" In the end, it wasn't your own people who died? ”

Another voice said, "You haven't seen those tree spirits, they are really evil, the trunks are bare and don't even have branches, we can only hide in the canopy, otherwise we will be discovered";

The woman complained: "It's so stupid that you still mixed with the people of the hunters, and killed more than a dozen of us in vain."

The man didn't seem to have the intention of answering, and the woman sighed: "What's the use of talking about this now, didn't the witch spirit say that they would definitely enter this forest?" ”；

"Who is right, you haven't been with him, that Shanna is as good as the devil, even if someone really comes to look for the mark, he may not be in danger himself";

"Let everyone get up, don't rest, let the witch spirit set a way to contact them, let's take the initiative to search for them";

The man's voice hesitated, "Is that witch spirit reliable?" How ...... he looks?"

He was listening with his ears stretched out, when suddenly, the woman interrupted the man's words with a loud shout: "Who's there, come out!" ”；

I hurriedly held my breath and wondered who had shown his mark? But after waiting for a long time, there was no action on the slope.

The man said, "You scared me";

The woman laughed lightly twice and said, "It's better to be careful, I always feel that they are nearby";

I tried to calm myself down, this man was not new to me, but not familiar either.

What makes me most ashamed is that just a few days ago, I personally burned the relics of the owner of this voice to ashes and placed them in the "Martyrs' Shrine" with guilt.

This man was one of the two young men next to that Qiwu!

For a moment, I had a feeling that I was being swept around, and I felt sorry for the hunters.

At the same time, another extremely unsettling thought came to my mind......

If this is a deliberate ambush, and the bait that ambushes us is the "human flesh map tattoo" behind the bald body? ”

I didn't have to think about it, but at this moment, there was a noise of footsteps on the slope, it sounded like there were at least twenty or thirty people, and I only heard one of the people who seemed to be the leader, gently giving orders to everyone, and I was stunned at first when I heard this voice, his voice seemed to me very familiar, but I couldn't find such a person in my mind at all.

Wave after wave of footsteps scattered in the left and right directions above the break, and I was about to suffer, and several people almost unanimously clung their bodies to the broken wall.

Sure enough, five or six meters to the left of the climbing column formed by the few of us, three or five men in animal skins slid down the slope to the bottom of the slope, each with a spear in his hand and a bow and arrow behind his back, but because the night was dark, and we were covered in mud, I was confident that as long as my own people did not open their mouths and show their white teeth, the position where those people slid down would not find me at all.

Of course, the blind man and the girl still lurking at the bottom of the slope still made me sweat, but fortunately, the person who slipped to the bottom of the slope seemed to be completely unwary of the vicinity, and instead rushed to the other side.

Perhaps it was this "dark under the lamp" theory that saved seven of us by luck.

When there was no more sound on the slope, the bald man motioned for us to retreat to the shelter at the bottom of the slope, and lay on his stomach for half an hour, but the bald man moved his body to me.

I thought he must be thinking about the same thing as me, just came over to discuss, but who knew that the first thing this grandson said was:

"There is a smell of human flesh in this urine, they have eaten people during the day!"

At the moment when this danger is right under his nose, he doesn't think about how much this ambush has to do with the pattern behind himself, but thinks about these useless!

I glanced at the bald man with a brow, but didn't speak, for my eyes were enough to tell him my attitude.

"No kidding, Wu, this is another piece of information, you have to know that among all the tribes, the only tribe that eats people is the blood clan!"