Zhu Yueying's mouth opened in disbelief, of course she wouldn't believe that this was really her curse, but it was too much of a coincidence, right? Wei Fei also opened his eyes, and then looked at the hillside thoughtfully, Zhu Youshu was no stranger to him, the green aura on that person's face was clearly the characteristic of some spirit immersion just now.

"Dorjee, Dorjee, what's wrong with you?" Several other poachers in the car immediately surrounded him, untied the submachine gun from Dorjee's back, and pounded his chest for a while, but Dorjee's hands and feet were still twitching, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker. Zhu Yueying snorted, "You deserve it!" But I didn't realize that my hands and feet were cold, and it seemed that there was a yin wind circling among everyone at this moment, shuttling back and forth.

"What the hell is going on?" The bearded man had already climbed into the back compartment, and he glanced at Teacher Zhao, Zhu Yueying, Xiaohu and Dawang as if warning, "Fuck, I told you a long time ago, don't spend the money you earned so hard, did anyone take Dorjee to take drugs?" ”

At this time, the side bus on the other Dongfeng truck also ran over when he saw that things were strange, he shook his head, "Sangjie, Dorjee and Tsering Ciwang have almost the same symptoms, this is not like drug abuse, but we are just dry food at noon...... His face suddenly changed, "Great god, they can't be evil......

"Fuck you! Believe it or not, Lao Tzu shot your eggs......" The bearded mulberry interrupted Bian Jie coldly, "Do you want to say that we killed so many Tibetan antelopes, and now those beasts are coming to take revenge?" ”

Bian Ba really thinks so. He opened his mouth and was about to speak, when suddenly the Dongfeng truck in front of him appeared. Someone screamed, "Dead, dead, both Ciwang and Tsering are dead......"

With this exclamation, suddenly the sky seemed to be dark, and there seemed to be a heavy pressure from above, and the heaviness made everyone feel breathless. What's even more weird is that the withered grass around the entire Dongfeng Daka is fluttering. In reality, however, there is no wind.

The bearded mulberry sneered, "I just don't fucking believe in this evil ......" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "bang", and Dorjee untied the submachine gun that was still beside him from his back. Tongues of fire erupted. A bullet sprang out of its own accord and hit the base of Sanjie's thigh. Sang Jie gritted his teeth and snorted, even if he was a fool, he could see that there was indeed something incredible happening.

In the silence, the invisible and qualitative pressure is getting heavier and heavier, and it is gradually about to reach a critical moment. Almost all of them turned their heads to look at the hillside at the same time, where there seemed to be a little maroon in and out. Only Zhu Yueying didn't know why. Once the ghost envoy looked at Wei Fei in a bad way, Wei Fei was still sitting cross-legged and lowering his eyes, but Zhu Yueying had a wonderful feeling, as if she could see that Wei Fei's body seemed to be flashing with a faint white light.

"O great god!" Bianba, who was at least a small leader in this group, suddenly weakened his legs, and involuntarily knelt down. Maybe it was too shocking, or maybe it was under the leadership of Bian Ba, the poachers on the two Dongfeng trucks were all chilling through their hearts. On the contrary, it is Mr. Zhao, Zhu Yueying and Xiaohu, because they are traveling after all, they travel south and north on weekdays, and it is not uncommon to have strange things, and they can still maintain a little calm. But that didn't include Tawang, who was already kneeling down with his hands on the ground.

Sang Jie's face was gloomy, he tore a piece directly from under his shirt, bandaged it on his thighs, and when his trembling hands gradually stabilized, he suddenly leaned over and picked up the submachine gun, and glanced at Dorjee, whose face had turned sallow, and there was still a little bit of life left, and suddenly pulled the bolt, and a string of bullets hit Dorjee's chest with a "bang".

"Ahh Zhu Yueying couldn't help but scream. Sang Jie coldly put the gun on Zhu Yueying's forehead, "Shut up!" Then he slowly turned the muzzle of his gun around the crowd, "Fuck, stand up for me, I should have known what would happen if I chose this path, I should have killed so many Tibetan antelopes, even if there are the souls of those beasts to avenge today, everyone died here, and the fuck is not a loss......"

The scene was silent for a while, Bian Ba was the first to jump up, he stretched out his hand and pulled the pile of canvas on the carriage, and suddenly a bunch of guns appeared, including homemade short guns, double-barreled shotguns, standard pistols, AK47 submachine guns, and even a few grenades.

"That's what Mulberry said!" Bian Ba roared wildly, and picked up an AK47 with his hand, and the sound of "da da da" suddenly sounded. Fang Cai still seemed to be eager to throw himself to the ground, and immediately everyone held guns, and the two Dongfeng trucks were sprayed with flames, and they frantically opened fire on the hillside. I have to say that this group of people are indeed extremely vicious outlaws, and the instant outburst, the ferocious aura of these people, the pressure of the impact has dissipated a lot.

With the sound of "whooshing" bullets, smoke and dust rose from the hillside, bullets hit the stones, and debris flew everywhere. Suddenly, there seemed to be a flash of blood. "I hit it!" Bian Ba shouted excitedly. But before his words fell, an icy chill swept through. The two Dongfeng trucks seemed to have fallen into a snow cave that had been frozen for thousands of years, with a muffled sound of "poof", and the bullets fired from the muzzle of the guns fell down weakly.

It was only a moment's work, and the poachers in the two cars, whether standing or lying on their stomachs, were all white, stiffly maintaining the posture they had had just taken a moment ago, and the seemingly frozen trend was becoming more and more obvious, and from a distance, it was already like a crystalline model carved out of ice.

Zhu Yueying, Teacher Zhao, Xiaohu, and Dawang have also fallen into a coma, but their bodies are all covered with a soft light, protecting them from freezing damage. Wei Fei next to him pinched a peculiar trick, his social experience was not richer than that of Mr. Zhao, and it was only after getting on the Dongfeng card that he realized that these people were poachers. But what happened later could not be hidden from his spiritual sense.

This time he entered Tibet for karma, Wei Fei actually didn't mind revealing his identity as a member of the Daomen, and he didn't think that anyone using Dao techniques to deal with these poachers violated the precepts of the Daomen, so he just protected Zhu Yueying and a few people, and did not intervene, and even avoided the idea of finding out. He was just strange that the trick he was pinching now was like the armor and talisman trick, which he pinched out with the situation without his knowledge, and in the Qimen system he inherited, he couldn't find the slightest memory of this trick.

(The atmosphere has been rendered to this point, which is my extreme.) I have always believed that under the bombardment of special effects in Hollywood movies, there is no written description that can make people feel scary and frightened, no matter what the spatial scene, psychological distortion, monsters and zombies. So, I don't like so-called horror novels very much. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )