After pressing my hands a few times, I realized that it was really a water ghost, because I had seen clothes in the water under my hair, and my hands were constantly touching the clothes in the water.

When I first saw that it was a water ghost, I was very scared and didn't know what to do. But as time went on, my hands kept touching it, but I didn't feel it resisting, and I didn't attack it, which alleviated the fear in my heart.

After feeling that it didn't mean to attack me, I began to step back rhythmically, and although my feet moved backwards in the water, my hand did not stop, and I kept pressing down on the part where it floated.

I don't know if it's because I'm too slow, or if it's really fast, every time I take a step back, it moves forward with me, sometimes even more than I can go back, and twice it almost sticks directly to me.

"Click, click" I kept my head down and my eyes were looking into the water, but my ears were fine, and I heard the sound of someone loading a gun.

You don't have to think much to know that it must be an old prostitute. Ma Daha and Scar are probably so frightened that they can't even think of holding a gun, if there is an exit here, I think they would have run away by now.

I glanced at the old prostitute out of the corner of my eye, and it really made me right, it was the old prostitute who was holding a gun and aiming at me. That is, the old prostitute is holding a gun, and I still have a little bottom in my heart, after all, I know his marksmanship, if Ma Daha and Scar are holding guns, I really don't dare to let them shoot.

To be honest, I don't know much about water ghosts, so I don't know if guns work for water ghosts, after all, this thing is very different from zongzi, and it will definitely not be formed by the same principle, so I think if you want to waste water ghosts, it shouldn't be the same as playing zongzi.

I thought to myself, it would be nice if the little wolf was on the side, after all, I had seen the little wolf's ability to deal with water ghosts in Changbai. That guy can understand the cry of the water ghost, knows how to communicate with the water ghost, and doesn't need force at all, maybe the communication between him and the water ghost's eyes can solve the current problem.

I was thinking about the little wolf, and the old prostitute shouted, "Look up." ”

When people are thinking about things, they will always react half a beat slower. By the time I reacted, before my head was raised, the gun on the old prostitute's side had already gone off, and the bullets flew over with a whoosh.

As soon as the old prostitute shot, it was three consecutive shots, and the bullets hit the clothes under the water ghost's hair, and I saw this scene very clearly, all three bullets hit.

My original plan was to stay away from here while the old prostitute shot the water ghost. But before I could run, I saw the bullet shoot through the clothes in the water, but it didn't hurt it. It was just a few splashes of water, which did not affect the movement of the water ghost at all. There is not even the most basic impact, the water ghost should be chasing me, and still chasing me.

Seeing that the water ghost was still floating, and there was a place that was clearly about to emerge from the water, I quickly reached out and pressed it.

Who knew that at this time, the old prostitute fired three more shots, and the bullet slashed against my downward finger, which frightened me, and quickly took my hand back. scolded in my heart: Your uncle, you almost hit my hand.

While I stopped working, I kept looking at the situation in the water, and this time I didn't know where the old prostitute's bullet hit, but it made a muffled sound in the water, and then the water ghost began to lean back.

I don't know if this was due to the impact of the bullet, or if it hit some of its key parts, and it stepped back, but at this moment it moved backwards a few times.

Seeing that it was beaten back by the old prostitute, I hurriedly took two steps back and distanced myself from it.

The old prostitute's gun did not stop, followed by another burst of shooting. This is the usual practice of the old prostitute, after hitting the target, he will not stop, and will continue to beat the target until he can no longer resist.

Although the old prostitute was shooting the water ghost with a gun, not every bullet could hit, and many bullets were shot through the clothes, and did not bring harm to the water ghost, only a few sporadic shots, which made the water ghost retreat.

During the shooting, I kept moving backwards until I had no way to retreat to the wall.

Although I kept moving backwards, the flashlight was always shining on the water ghost, so I could see every move of the water ghost clearly. Of course, it was not to make it easier for me to see it myself, but also to illuminate the old prostitute and help him determine the direction of the water ghost's floating.

Those hairs floated on the surface of the water, and they were shaken by the old prostitute, like a person shaking his hair in the water, or rather, more like a person dancing in the water.

Just as I was looking closely at the water ghost, I saw a surprised scene, the water ghost was beaten by the old prostitute and one of his hands was exposed to the water.

Its fingers were exposed quite quickly, and in less than a second, it fell back into the pitch-black water, obscured by the hair on the surface.

Although it only showed less than a second, my wife and I saw it. It wasn't a normal human hand, it was a skeletal hand, white bones with only five fingers, and no flesh and blood wrapping.

When the old prostitute saw this scene, she immediately stopped shooting, and no longer fired at me, but looked at me and asked me, "Do you see that?" ”

I nodded, not knowing how to answer him, and stared at the hair floating on the water.

While watching, I was surprised, thinking to myself, although I don't know much about water ghosts, but I am also a person who has seen water ghosts, and I have seen not only one, but also a man and a woman. But the water ghosts I have seen are all fleshy, like this one that has become white bones, and I really haven't seen it.

The more I thought about it, the more outrageous I felt, and my heart said, damn, are there still skeletons in water ghosts? Could it be that there are really white bones in this world?

The old prostitute also felt strange standing there, but then fired a few more shots, and after the bullet passed, the water ghost still did not react, there was no sign of resistance, and there was no dodge, how to float, how to float.

After glancing at the unresponsive water ghost, the old prostitute took out the folding shovel pinned behind her. The folding shovel of the old prostitute belt is a soil cutting shovel, which is different from the mountain shovel, this kind of soil cutting shovel is specially designed for cleaning up ancient monuments and earth buildings. Because the old prostitute said before that there was a two-story ancient city here, all of which were earthen buildings, I asked Long Jiu to bring a few in Chengde.

This type of cutting blade is very short when it shrinks, less than 30 cm, but because it is a double-fold multi-tube shovel, it will be very long when deployed. The grip of the shovel is like a fishing rod, and there are several layers of sleeves in it, which can increase the length of the shovel, but the hardness is definitely hundreds of times stronger than that of a fishing rod. The length of the casing plus the length of the shovel double fold, the longest extension is about two meters five.

After opening the folding shovel, the old prostitute measured the distance, and then took a few steps towards the hair, and only stopped after feeling that the shovel could reach the hair.

"Xiao Qi, it's up to you to shoot." After the old prostitute finished speaking, she took the shovel that had been deployed and stretched forward, directly reaching the hair fluttering in the water.

I understood what the old prostitute meant, he wanted to get his hair up and see what was under the hair, but he was afraid of accidents, after all, he was not sure that the hair was full of white bones, so he said that it depended on my marksmanship.

I held the gun in my hand and aimed it at my hair, my eyes kept watching the old prostitute's movements, and if there was an accident, or if something under my hair could still move, I would not hesitate to shoot it.