Legend has it that people have two lamps on their shoulders to absorb yang energy during the day and expel evil energy at night.

At night, the ghosts are afraid of the power of the two lamps and dare not approach. What to do? So they specifically select people who walk alone at night. They let out baby-like cries behind people's backs, and they were miserable. The timid person can't help but be afraid, so he looks back, and when he turns back, he puts out the lamp on his shoulder, and the ghost has a chance to attack.

And then I saw that it was a wolf's claw. It just sat on my shoulder, and kept patting, once, twice, and I realized in a trance that in fact, it was not Menyue Bin who had been following me but a wolf, who kept pretending to be a hmm-huh, and from time to time wanted to extinguish the life lamp on my shoulder.

I was startled, clenched the shovel in my hand, and was ready to take advantage of the wolf's lack of attention, and shoot it with my backhand, but at this time I suddenly felt a chill on my neck, and immediately turned around and waved over, who knew that the wolf was very alert, and he dodged a step or two with a kick on his hind legs.

No, that's not a wolf.

It was a dog, a white-haired dog, and it had two round spots on the top of its eyebrows, which looked like two eyes. I saw it standing like a human, with a pair of eyes staring at me. I touched the back, slimy, pulled it out and looked shiny, it turned out to be the fucking dog's harass.

"Just because you want to fucking eat me?" I looked at the old dog and thought to myself, I am afraid that this guy has become a sperm, and I don't know how many years he has lived underground, and he can actually walk upright like a human. And when we came down from the well before, we probably saw this thing.

Humanity is "no eight years for dogs, no six years for chickens!" "These things from 1945, not ······ It should have existed in this place even earlier, and for hundreds of years, they were already demons. The demon dog is also the raccoon (xieji), in fact, according to the meaning of the mural, these raccos should have been the doppelgangers of the gourd, which were used to suppress the demons, but those yin copper are estimated to be contaminated with the demonic energy of the demons, so the demons have entered the demonic energy.

I was thinking that suddenly the lynx pounced on me, I didn't think about a shovel and slapped it, who knew that taking something was supposed to be running on both legs like a person, but it lowered its head, turned into a four-legged run, and bit at my left leg, the moat was a big mouth, this bite directly bit my pants, tearing off a piece of meat, I snorted in pain, half kneeling, but the dog thing still did not give up, ran over again and then bit the previous wound, now I can be regarded as two eyes rolled and almost did not pass out, I didn't think much about it at once, but the moat bit my leg and didn't let go, and the blood kept spraying outward, and I could only continue to slap, once, twice, the huge pain made my eyes red, and the shovel changed from horizontal to vertical, as if it were a knife.

It was a sharp steel surface, like a knife, and I slashed at the head of the lynx, I thought that if this was the case, it would loosen its mouth, but the raccoon didn't know what it was doing, even if the head was blooming, it still bit me hard. Gradually, its fangs pierced through the flesh and almost to my bones. The pain that pierced my heart made me lose my demeanor, and at that moment I actually felt my soul float out of my body.

The lynx was still biting at me, typical of a dog, with its teeth in my flesh, shaking its body while swinging its head, and its mouth kept coming out

No, I couldn't just pass out, I knew that if I fell here, I would be bitten to death, so I held my last breath and slowly placed the shovel on the wound I had cut before. I tried my best to press it down with my hand, and this time, the shovel that was as sharp as a knife was completely embedded in the head of the fox, and the blood suddenly gushed out like a spring, spraying my face.

Finally, the lynx let go, its mouth was full of blood, and half of my life was consumed on its body. If I continue to fight like this, I may just have one less leg, and this guy will really die.

But at this time, a strange scene appeared, the lynx actually walked to the back of the mural with a mouthful of blood, and then opened his mouth to spit my blood on the copper. Then the bronze really began to move, and the words engraved on it shimmered faintly, and then floated out of thin air, and then it actually ······ It's actually broken.

I don't know what that means, but a bad feeling came to my mind, is that the lynx using my blood to draw that yin copper? It seemed to have fulfilled its mission, and after taking its last breath, it collapsed to the ground, blood spilled on the ground.

A minute, two minutes, three minutes passed, and I collapsed in the temple and did not dare to come out, pricking up my ears to catch everything I could hear, but nothing, too quiet, too quiet here. So much so that something soft fell on top of my head, and I didn't notice it for a while.

And it was only then that I realized why the Japanese army had aimed the Type 92 infantry gun at this place in the first place.

The evil image is alive.

I looked up, and suddenly I saw the faceless demon clinging to the stone wall above my head, it was the height of an adult elephant, and a bloody slit was cracked in the middle of his face, and a long tongue protruded from the bloody crevice, so that it was not disgusting.

Is this the demon in Yi mythology?

A huge body, covered in horizontal flesh, a face without eyes and a nose, and if you shut your mouth, that face is almost a faceling.

It looked at me condescendingly, instinctively reached out and grabbed me, maybe it had been thousands of years without moving his body, his movements were very slow, but I couldn't escape it, my legs no longer allowed me to move my body.

There was no way, even though it was a mantis arm as a car, I could only pull out the Southern Type 14 pistol on my body and shoot at the guy's arm.

This pistol is popularly known as the "Wang Ba Box", a southern-style 8mm bullet, with a long aiming baseline, high accuracy, and a great damage force of the bullet, which is basically the same as the dummy bullet. But this bullet has a weakness, which is that it is very weak.

I watched as the bullet entered the palm of the Demon's hand, piercing through the skin of the hand and into the flesh and bones, and the Devil let out a loud cry, but there was no blood rushing out of the palm of the hand.

It paused in its palm, and I pulled the trigger again. But that's when tragedy struck, the shooting stopped, and the fuck I found out that the second bullet of this gun was actually jammed!

What's all that little Japan is all about?

I dropped my pistol and crawled back, after all, a bullet at close range was enough for the demon to eat a pot.

Its hands were shaking, the bullets were still embedded in its flesh and pushing inside, the pain of the flesh contraction was magnifying, and the Rare Demon could no longer hold me. But it slapped me out in the face.

At this moment, I felt the bones in my body burst. Then I put it on a wall, and then the wall cracked, and I went into it with the tiles.

My chest swelled, and I felt like my soul had been knocked out, and I collapsed directly to the ground.

There was a secret room at the back of the temple, and I turned my head with difficulty, and found that there was a seated statue of a dry corpse, and the dry corpse was within my reach.

No, I'm dizzy at this time, I feel like I'm going to lose my mind when I look at the whole person more, and I don't have time to think about it at this time, and I open my mouth to be a mouthful of old blood.

I hurriedly closed my eyes, but the next second I felt a strong wind push in.

There was no choice but to open his eyes, and in the trance-like sight, the huge Han Demon broke through the bricks and soil and jumped in directly, it was like a Tarzan, opening its mouth and roaring.

Suddenly, a smell of blood came, and stomach acid and vomit fell on me.

But soon I heard a sound in my ears, a huge cannon sound, and I subconsciously turned over and lay on the ground, and then the temple collapsed, and a strong high-explosive bomb exploded behind the demon.