Chapter 152: Tracking the Old Fart Fox Spirit on a Moonlit Night

"Damn, this thing can talk, it's going to be caught and sold for money!" Liu Fatzi was the first to scream.

I immediately thought of the story of the old fox spirit told by the middle-aged man who claimed to be a scholar in the smoking room of the train station.

Is there really such a thing as an old fart fox spirit?

When the wolf-like animal heard Liu Fatzi clamoring to catch it, he was furious, baring his teeth and hair, as if he was about to bite someone.

Shen Dali and I hurriedly pulled Yang Qing and Zhao Zitong behind us to protect them, while Leng Yue leaned against a tree and posed to watch the excitement.

Zhang Yi was very vigilant and carefully took out his pistol.

I hurriedly stepped forward, held down Zhang Yi's hand, and whispered to him, "This beast seems to know the location of the ancient tomb."

Zhang Yi frowned and glanced at me, and then looked at the old fart fox spirit with a look of disbelief.

Liu Fatzi should also remember the legend told by the scholar at this time, and exclaimed: "Damn, it's an old fox spirit."

The old fart fox exclaimed, "Damn!"

Immediately after that, it turned around and ran.

"Don't let it run!" I shouted anxiously.

Before I could finish speaking, Shen Dali ran past me with a sapper shovel and chased after the old fart fox spirit.

Leng Yue, who didn't have any reaction, also moved, shook his hand and popped out a transparent silk thread, and shot towards the old fart fox spirit at great speed.

The old fox spirit is very smart, and seems to have expected us to use long-range weapons, and actually ran around the tree in a big S-shape.

In the end, Leng Yue's transparent silk thread only got wrapped around the tree, and it didn't even touch the hair of the old fox spirit.

However, in this way, the speed of the old fart fox spirit slowed down a lot, allowing Shen Dali to keep chasing after him.

Seeing that Shen Dali was about to disappear from our sight, Zhang Yi said to me loudly: "Wu Yishu, you bring someone to follow quickly."

After speaking, he held a gun in his hand and hurriedly chased after Shen Dali.

I beckoned Liu Fatzi to pull the plow with me, and with the rest of the people, I chased after the footprints left by Shen Dali and Zhang Yi.

Leng Yue vigilantly pulled out his pair of iron chopsticks and stood by our side.

Because of the goal, our speed was much faster than before, and it took another ten minutes for the rest of us to reach the top of the mountain where we were.

The sky had already darkened at this time, and I looked down into the distance, and vaguely saw two black dots on the hillside, one in front of the other and one behind the hillside, which should be Shen Dali and Zhang Yi.

Because of the color of the old fox spirit's coat, and the sky was too dark, I couldn't see where it was from such a distance.

Liu Fatzi shouted anxiously: "Fifth brother, let's sit on the plow and go down, and we will soon be able to catch up with them."

I was overjoyed, and hurriedly beckoned everyone to climb the plow, and then Liu Fatzi and I sat on both sides of the plow, assisted by the sapper shovel, and pushed hard, so that the plow took us to the mountain to slide down the mountain with acceleration.

There were too many trees on the mountain, and Liu Fatzi and I kept correcting the direction, and several times we almost let the climbing plow roll over on the hillside.

It was getting dark quickly, and the cold wind was like a knife blowing at our bare skin.

The shadows of the trees around us quickly swept away, like ghosts and tombstones, staring at us coldly.

Every time the plough slid a short distance, one or even several trees stopped in front of us.

With our crudely tied improvised climbing plow, and at our current speed, it is estimated that the climbing plow will fall apart once it hits the tree.

Liu Fatzi and I didn't dare to risk pursuing speed, shouting at the sapper shovel to change direction and slow down.

But even this makes us in danger.

The howling wind mocks us, and the shadows of the trees dance joyfully like sending us to the altar.

Zhao Zitong kept screaming loudly; Leng Yue has been silent, but at critical moments, she will help me and Liu Fatzi; Yang Qing hugged the backpack fixed on the climbing plow, closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, and didn't make a sound at all, probably because she was afraid that Liu Fatzi and I would be distracted by her.

Because the speed of the slide down was severely limited, when we reached the bottom of the hill, there was no trace of Shen Dali and Zhang Yi.

Fortunately, there were traces of the two of them in the snow, and we were able to trace them all the way according to the footprints they left behind.

It was completely dark by this time, but fortunately it was a sunny day, and there was a crescent moon hanging in the sky.

The moonlight shines coldly, scattered by the layers of snow, and although it adds a lot of strange atmosphere, it can barely make out the road under our feet.

Liu Fatzi and I pulled all the backpacks left and right and ran forward with difficulty, Zhao Zitong and Yang Qing are girls after all, and they are already a little lacking in physical strength.

Leng Yue suddenly ran over without saying a word, and snatched the mountaineering rope from me and Liu Fatzi's hands.

Fat Liu was furious, and he was about to scold when he opened his mouth out of breath, but he saw Leng Yue pulling our improvised plow and running on the snow.

"Is this a human? Is he green-eyed or black Superman? Liu Fatzi shouted in surprise.

I said to Liu Fatzi: "You guard Yang Qing and the two of them to chase us, and I will chase Shen Dali and the others with Leng Yue first." Let no one be fine. ”

After speaking, I didn't wait for Liu Fatzi to reply, so I chased after Leng Yue.

Fat Liu shouted behind me, "Why didn't you stay?"

I ignored Fat Liu, gritted my teeth and finally caught up with Leng Yue.

Liu Fatzi is too fat, I'm worried that he can't keep up with Leng Yue's speed, as long as this thing doesn't tell ghost stories to Yang Qing and Zhao Zitong regardless of time and occasion, I believe he can protect the two girls.

Leng Yue and I ran for more than ten minutes and went up the hill again.

There were so many trees on the hill that they blocked the moonlight, leaving only the dappled moonlight, so I had to turn on the flashlight.

The beam of the wolf's eye flashlight tore through the dark night, but it could only barely illuminate the road under my feet, unable to illuminate the uneasy ahead.

We came here this time, and we were very well prepared in terms of hardware, but it didn't allow us to complete the task smoothly all the way.

In the Yuan Dynasty, the secret collection was implemented, and there were no signs on the ground, and there were no records in the literature and local chronicles.

Zhao Ye is not here, and the assistance of feng shui theory cannot be counted on, and we are completely doing the same thing as trying our luck.

Luckily, we happened to meet the old fox spirit, and we can follow that thing to the ancient tomb.

However, there is no way to determine whether the folklore told by the scholar can really be used as a basis.

It is not excluded that the old fox spirit does not live in the ancient tomb we are looking for, or that it deliberately leads us to dangerous places, or that it just deliberately appears and splits our people into sections in this way......

The more I thought about it, the more I dared not think about it, and the more uneasy I became.

I even regret a little, I shouldn't have let Shen Dali chase that beast recklessly.

In my thoughts, I followed Leng Yue to the top of the mountain again.

Leng Yue suddenly stopped, looking ahead with his bright green eyes.

"Why did you stop? Keep chasing! I hurried.

Leng Yue raised her right arm, pointed to the distance and said, "Look, there is a boat."