I was so frightened by the head in front of me that I almost gave up, so I quickly steadied my feet and tried my best to hold on to the door to prevent the living corpses from pouring in.

The living corpse that burrowed its head in then slowly reached in and stretched out its hand on me, as if trying to catch me, but as soon as I escaped, the door would be knocked open by the group of living corpses, and then the situation would be even more embarrassing, so I could only be forced to keep moving my body and not let the hands of the living corpse touch me, who knows what would happen when he caught me.

"Hold on! Xu Xuan. The old bustard was also full of energy at this time, his face was flushed, and the fat on his body seemed to be trembling. Seriously, there are about twenty living corpses out there, and my door has almost no chance of winning against them in terms of strength.

However, at this moment, two or three more living corpses came through the gap, all with twisted scarlet faces, their mouths opening extremely wide, and pus or bruises slowly flowing out of it, looking very disgusting.

At the same time, the momentum outside the door was getting stronger and stronger, like a strong storm that was constantly sweeping the door of the boiler room, and the bustard and I were constantly exhausted, and our arms and legs were almost sore.

"I can't hold it! Pimp. "I was already sweating a little on my face, and it seemed that the blood all over my body was condensed in my arms and legs, and my whole head was red from insufficient blood supply. As I said this, my hands began to tremble.

I knew it would be irrational to hold on like this, because no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't close the door completely, and it was only a matter of time before the living corpses rushed in, and we didn't need to find another way out in vain.

The bustard was obviously a string that was about to break, just like me, but he still wanted to hold on. Shaking his head, he was about to say something to me when a living corpse slammed in through the crack in the door! He was toothy and clawed, and white foam mixed with blood kept coming out of his mouth, like a madman with epilepsy on the street. The beast had clearly taken aim at me, who had come closest to the door, and waved his loose arm, which seemed to be dislocated, trying to grab me.

"Xu Xuan! Hit him! Punch him in the head! The old bustard shouted anxiously.

I grimaced: "How do you fight?" ”

"Shovel! That bronze shovel I just gave you! Sharpen his brains! If you don't hit him, if he gets in, we'll be in a lot of trouble! ”

At this time, while trying to lean sideways to avoid being caught by the living corpse, I slowly grasped the bronze shovel in my hand that smelled of copper, and lowered my heart, picked it up high, and hit the living corpse on the head.

Bang!

After a gong-like sound, the entire skull of the living corpse was knocked out of a bloodstained depression by my shovel, and at the same time, the body he stuck in was also knocked back by me, and his head was stuck directly in the crack of the door.

The old bustard was quick-eyed, and when he saw that the timing was right, he immediately raised his waist, turned sideways, and then slammed his butt on the iron door. This force was caught off guard, and the head of the living corpse was directly crushed by the door, indeed, the door was clamped like this, and the whole head was like an egg smashed by a hammer, and it was suddenly shattered!

Those few seconds seemed to freeze, I first heard the sound of the skull shattering, and before I could fully pay attention, I saw a little bit of blood blooming, the blood droplet was only a speck of scarlet at first, then it grew bigger and bigger in front of my eyes, and then the little blood droplets converged into a blood flower, mixed with bone fragments and white brains, and splashed out in all directions! Very disgusting!

The head was still stuck in the door, but it was already crushed, bubbling red and white slurry, and I didn't know what it looked like now. Before I had time to regurgitate my stomach, at this moment, I suddenly noticed that the blood or brain that came out seemed to be mixed with a lot of tan things, the size of a thumb, dripping on the ground along these disgusting body fluids, and accumulating like a pile of sesame seeds.

Before I could react, the "sesame seeds" suddenly moved, like a wave spreading out in the direction of me and the bustard. I looked at it, and these "sesame seeds" turned out to be the kind of yellow bugs I had seen in the cab before!

I opened my mouth to call out to the bustard, at this time, only to hear the door suddenly slammed, a force hit the door again, I was still stunned to see the pile of yellow worms, did not stabilize my hands and feet, was so shocked, I and the bustard both flew out suddenly.

We hung in the air for a second or two, and then slammed into the ground, rubbing our bodies against the ground for several meters. Fortunately, I only had some blood on the skin of my arm, and my head was not hit. Looking at the bustard again, he has nothing to do with his fat and flesh.

I subconsciously looked up and saw that the door to the boiler room had been completely slammed open! A group of living corpses staggered in the outside. They were hoarse, writhing and slamming into their somewhat deformed bodies, their torn faces still looking as bloody as if they had been run over! Look at the bottom of the door, the group of yellow worms crawling out of the body of the living corpse that was crushed by the head, about twenty or so, piled up there, and there was a commotion in place.

", what the hell is that?" The old bustard saw the yellow worms in the pool of blood, wrinkled his face, and clenched the bronze shovel in his hand.

Then I saw one of the living corpses at the front suddenly lift its head and writhe it exaggeratedly like a machine, and turn its skinless face at us, as if watching. I didn't know what this was for, but suddenly I saw a stream of "yellow water" gushing out of his nostrils and eye sockets, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be the yellow worm!

Immediately afterwards, dense yellow worms drilled out of the nostrils and eye sockets of the living corpses one after another, crawling to the ground along the bodies of the living corpses, and densely gathered into a large area! The bustard and I were dumbfounded, and we didn't come back to our senses for a long time. The scene looked spectacular, as if hundreds of yellow springs were flowing down from above, gathering a surging insect tide on the ground!

After all the insects came out of the corpses, the so-called living corpses seemed to have lost their souls and six spirits, all of them lost their vitality, and they collapsed on the ground one by one.

I stared at the mighty insect tide in front of me, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead. At that moment, I noticed that the demon rope on my left wrist was shaking violently!

These yellow bugs in front of you are demons!

The bustard and I glanced at each other, apparently noticing the reaction of the demon-avoiding rope on his wrist. He held back for a while, and finally blurted out a shout and ran, but where to run? There was no other way to this boiler room than the one that came in. Not to mention that the door was filled with a large number of yellow bugs, and the corpses were also lying in horizontal places, and it was a trouble to step over. So we're almost at a point where there's no escape.

The boiler room was estimated to be as large as two carriages combined, and it was crowded with all sorts of instruments with dials, and the boiler for boiling water was still burning with sparks, and the tubes on the top were steaming.

"Bustard." I didn't dare to move when I stood up, these insects crawled out of those corpses that had died miserably, naturally they were not serious things, and I, a stunned young man who came out of the thatched house, was naturally much more cautious in everything.

The old bustard did not dare to act rashly, and these insects estimated that he had never seen it before, or even heard of it. To be honest, I thought that the old bustard was an "old Jianghu", but in the face of such a scene, I still saw a panicked look in his eyes. The old bustard shrugged his shoulders, his feet spread out in a figure-eight shape, and his knees slightly bent, as if he was about to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy at any moment. He didn't look at me, he just stared at the black and crushed insects, his mouth was pointed at me, and he motioned for me to speak quietly.

The insect tide in front of me is like a constantly surging river, the insects are densely gathered in a pile, turning over and over, countless tentacles touch the smooth carapace, making a sound of squirming, like countless strings on the pipa to make a soul-stirring sound.

I have to know at this time that the pile of yellow worms in front of me is a demon nine times out of ten. My grandmother told me that demons are not all human-like as described in the novel, and some demons, such as insects, ants, centipedes, and ceremonies, or remnant souls and broken souls, due to the limitations of their bodies, although they will have demon methods, but a little thought is only close to people, and they can't cultivate human form, and they can't understand human language.

Soon, the yellow bugs slowly crawled towards us, they seemed to be human, they began to move slowly, as if to test us, and the bustard and I subconsciously kept retreating in small steps. Constantly, they moved faster and faster, and with a sparse noise, they rushed towards us, like a wave of black pressure!

"Oops!"

The bustard shouted, and hurriedly ran towards the back, and I followed closely behind his ass. Although there was nowhere to escape from the back, and the boiler room was not very large, you could see to the end, but if you didn't run at that time, who knew what those bugs were going to do?

I looked at the bustard as I ran and asked, "Bustard, what do you think we should do now?" Catch turtles in the urn! We're trapped in it. ”

The old bustard didn't forget to fight at this time, and replied pantingly: "You are a fucking turtle!" How can we two of us be no match for a bunch of bugs? It's just a thing with a stinky shell on its back, maybe these bugs and the seven-star ladybug are relatives, harmless to humans and animals. ”

I listened to it and wanted to secretly say fuck your mother, obviously this guy didn't have a grasp in his heart, and now he wants to be a turtle with a shrunken head. In fact, all the passengers on the train died except for us and the spy, and the death was extremely terrifying.

In less than six or seven seconds, the bustard and I hadn't gone far when we heard a sudden buzzing sound behind us, like the sound of a brass bell striking in a temple, vibrating in the boiler room for a long time. I turned my head to look at it, and I was immediately startled: Damn! The pile of insects opened their two shells one after another, stretched out their transparent web-like wings, and flew one after another with a buzzing sound! After a few seconds of floating in the air, it swooped down towards us like a shuttle through the clouds!

"Bustard! Flying towards us! I yelled.

At this time, although the bustard's head was a little flustered, it was not to the point of being at a loss. When I shouted, he immediately came back to his senses and stopped his steps forward, and at this time the boiler of boiling water was beside him, and the bustard did not think about it, but suddenly turned around and ran there, and shouted at me, "Come to me!" ”

Then he went to the boiler, picked up one from the pile of firewood that lay underneath, put it into the boiling fire, and left it for a second or two to pull it out, and the head of the wood was already blazing.

By this time, I had reached the bustard's side, and at the same time, the yellow bugs had flown in front of us.

The old bustard held the torch tightly, suddenly raised his arm, and made a big stroke in mid-air, and then heard a few clicks, and several yellow insects in front of him had already touched the burning flames, and they were immediately lit, and before they could flutter a few times, they fell to the ground, like a small black briquette.

But the attack of the yellow worms is far more than that, and then, a dense wave of yellow worms surged up again, fluttering their wings and attacking, like an arc of black sword qi slashed in the air in a martial arts novel!

The bustard hurriedly waved the torch in his hand and kept shaking it back and forth, and I also hurriedly lit a firewood to drive away the yellow insects that flew in.

Although the fire of the torch is large, and the back-to-back defense between me and the bustard is equivalent to a defense without dead ends, but the demon is a demon after all, and these yellow insects in front of me are not ordinary insects, they are not rushing into the fire like a fluttering moth, but are avoiding the firelight, and the speed is relatively sharp, constantly running around, as if looking for the missing corner between me and the bustard.

Sure enough, in the face of so many yellow bugs, we were a little helpless, looking at the black pressure of the insects, I was a little dizzy, a little dazzled for a while, and the speed of waving the torch gradually slowed down.

At this moment, there was a sudden pinprick stinging pain on my face, and out of the corner of my eye, a black bug was lying on my face! I didn't know what it was going to do, but I knew that it wasn't a good stubble, but fortunately, my eyes were quick, and my other hand suddenly lifted up, pinched the worm at once, and threw it to the ground. But it wasn't as simple as I thought, and before the yellow bug hit the floor, it flapped its wings and flew up in mid-air, slamming towards my calves! Immediately afterward, I felt a sharp muscle tearing pain from my calf, as if I had been pierced with a rusty awl, and I almost fell to my knees. When I looked, a blood hole the size of a thumb appeared in my calf!