A piece of flesh was torn off my leg by a wild raccoon, and I broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, and I looked at my leg, and the blood on it was gushing out, and my pants were stained red with blood. I covered my thigh with one hand, held the devil's head knife in the other, and stared at the wild beaver with my eyes.

My situation has never been so dangerous, the zombies and ghosts I used to deal with are all some spirits, the charms and ghost head knives left by the ancestor are enough, but now I have to deal with it, but it is a real hard stubble, the speed and ferocity of this wild beaver spirit are first-class, its claws are sharp, the body is flexible, cunning and ferocious, it is a natural hunter, although it does not have the deadly ability of tigers and leopards, but such fragments make people suffer from it, and it is more ferocious than that.

If it was on the ground, I wouldn't be afraid, believing that I could escape, but now I'm on a tree dozens of feet high, although the tree is thick, but it is definitely not to the point where it is no problem to flicker and move, and if I am not careful, I will fall down and fall into a meat patty. Then the wild raccoon suddenly let out a terrible cry, and then pounced on me again, and this time its two claws, shining with cold light, came at my eyes, and if they were caught blind, it would be a dead end.

My body couldn't help but retreat backwards, this retreat was a bad thing, just thinking about dealing with the wild beaver, I didn't think about the vines under my feet, but my feet suddenly stretched into the vines, my body was tripped by the vines, and fell straight backwards, this bad thing, my body did not fall on the branches of the big tree, but fell directly down.

The only thought in my mind was that it was over, and my body fell rapidly, and my hand subconsciously pulled a vine, but the vine only slowed down the speed of the fall, and I didn't have time to stop, and my body continued to fall down. Just when I was desperate, I suddenly felt that something grabbed my two feet and necks and lifted them. The ghost knife in my hand also came out of my hand.

The body suddenly hung upside down in the air, I felt that the heart, liver and lungs were squeezing my head, looking down, it was even more terrifying, below me was a cliff, people were hanging upside down and looking down, it was even more frightening, between life and death was just a momentary thing, I don't know what pulled my feet, I only felt like a rope.

I hung there, the blood on my face flowing back into my eyes, the blood-stained eyes, and everything I saw was red. My heart also began to beat indiscriminately, I don't want to die like this, I have to live, at this time Song Dahai shouted below: "Bold, bold, grab the vine next to you, drag the vine up slowly." ”

As soon as I heard Song Dahai say right, there were hanging vines all around, so I stretched out my hand and grabbed a tree vine with the thickness of chopsticks, and it took a lot of effort to grab a tree vine, fortunately, the tree vines are very strong, I dragged this tree vine, and grabbed another tree vine, and the two tree vines were much more steady.

I grabbed two vines, and then cautiously looked up, trying to see what grabbed my feet and neck, this look, my heart quickly thanked the old vines for help, because my feet and necks were entangled in the vines, because of a blessing in disguise, by chance saved my life.

When my heart was secretly rejoicing, suddenly there was a sneer at the top of my feet, and the laughter was so poignant that I guess the entire wolf ditch could hear it. My scalp began to bleed, and it was not as simple as numbness, and the whole head was bleeding backwards, as if it was about to explode.

I hurriedly pulled the vine and looked up, only to see that the wild beaver had begun to bite the vine, and although the vine was strong, it could not withstand the sharp teeth of the wild beaver. As soon as the wild fox bit lightly, the vine would break, and one of my legs would move violently.

At that time, my heart was desperate to the extreme, this wild beaver seemed to be desperate for me, as long as I bit off the vine wrapped around my legs, I only relied on the two chopstick-thick ropes in my hand, and it was simply wishful thinking to survive. Things are very critical, I turned my head upside down and saw Song Dahai, and now Song Dahai is my only hope, so I shouted at Song Dahai: "Brother Song save me, kill that wild beaver, kill that wild beaver." ”

But what I didn't expect was that Song Dahai didn't seem to hear it, turned around and walked into the distance, then my leg moved again, seeing that this leg was about to fall, and suddenly a desperate feeling hit in my heart, I never felt desperate, I felt extremely helpless, life and death are between a thought.

The raccoon dog bit off the last vine on that leg, one leg had completely fallen off, and now only one leg was left hanging there, and I saw the raccoon walking towards the other leg, as long as I bit off the vine on this leg, I was completely finished.

By this time, I had no choice, and I hung upside down and slowly closed my glasses, because I didn't want to watch myself fall to my death. Just when I was in despair, a gunshot rang out, followed by a scream. Gunshots came from below, and screams came from above.

The only thing that can explain the past is that Song Dahai fired the gun from below, and the wild fox was shot. I was in a desperate situation, thinking of this, my heart was full of joy, so I opened my eyes, carefully pulled the vine and looked up, there was no figure of the wild beaver on it, only the bloodstains, the bloodstains do not know whether it is mine, or the wild beaver.

Before I had time to rejoice, my body suddenly fell down again, and I knew that if I continued like this, it would only be a dead end, and now I had to find a way to escape for my life. What to do? The only way to do this was to rely on the hanging vines, so I pulled the two vines and then slowly approached the other vines.

At last I grabbed five or six vines, two of which were the thickness of my thumbs, and which, in my own experience, should be able to bear my weight, and I pressed my arms these vines. With the help of the vines, I slowly turned my body around, and to be honest, I never felt so good with my head up.

I gritted my teeth and leaned on my arms, slowly climbing up, and when I climbed to parallel, I took my other foot out of the vine, and then I felt that my foot was numb. But at this time, I couldn't care about anything, I could only rely on my arms to slowly climb back to the tree, and when my body was lying on the tree, I felt an incomparably steady.

Finally, with the last strength of my body, the whole person climbed to the top of the tree, and when I got to the tree, I suddenly lay on the tree, and my body did not want to move, and I felt that I had collapsed. When my body rested, I felt that there was no place in my body that did not hurt, especially the leg that was bitten by a wild raccoon, not only pained, but also numb.

I hurriedly checked the wound and found that the wound was bleeding black, and then my face began to numb, and I immediately understood that this wild beaver was poisonous, and I must have been poisoned. Thinking of this, I suddenly thought of the wild beaver, where is that wild beaver now? I think that if the raccoon had been shot and had not fallen, it would still be in the tree, and if the raccoon had not died, it would have been the biggest threat to me.

So I started looking for the raccoons, when I saw a trail of blood dragging on the bark of a tree, apparently dragged by something, like a brush. Because there are too many vines on the tree, I can't really see it, I followed the blood stains to find, walked a few steps forward, and suddenly found the wild beaver next to the hole, the wild raccoon is the gun in the waist, the impact of the bullet, directly broke the waist of the wild beaver, if the body is not connected with fur, it will be broken in two by the rifle, it seems that the blood on the wild beaver's body is almost clean, and the whole ground is full of blood, but this wild beaver spirit, it doesn't seem to care, it uses its two front paws, grasps the ground, and its eyes are staring ahead, it seems to be the entrance of the holeI wonder why the wild raccoon climbed to the mouth of the cave? Even when I arrived, the wild beaver didn't look at me, is there a secret in the cave?