Stunned for a moment, I picked up the shotgun in my hand and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Before, I said that it was a toy gun, there must be an exaggerated component, the distance between the face-to-face, the power of this gun is not good, a shuttle of bullets, at least can make the monster in front of me stun for a short time, I can take the opportunity to escape.

However, the jam popped......

The first bullet jammed.

I frantically pulled the trigger, trying to shoot a bullet in a second, without giving the monster time to react, but the trigger was about to be broken by me, and not a single bullet was fired, and it was all blocked in the chamber of the gun!

Depend on.

This is indeed a toy gun, and there is no exaggeration.

The female monster in front of her, sitting in a large cocoon, revealing half of her body, delicate skin like a newborn baby, and the color of white radish, like a ginseng that has grown into a sperm.

If you only look at the upper body, she is definitely a beautiful woman with ice muscles and jade bones.

However, the mountain demon and the mountain ghost can't just look at the upper body, and can't be confused by the appearance it presents.

Adults in the mountains often admonish their children:

If you meet a topless woman smiling at you, don't let her be attracted to her, whether she's bathing in the water or changing in the grass.

Because they are all drowning dead people or wild corpses trapped in the grass, when you pass by, you will find that they have no lower body, their lower body is full of bones.

Although these are all deliberately scare children by adults, not letting children swim in the water, and not letting children play in the mountains.

But the female monster in front of me really doesn't have a lower body!

It sat in a broken cocoon, holding a dead wolf in its arms, and the wolf's body helped it block its lower body, but I could still clearly see that its lower body was still in the chrysalis shell, and the two bodies were obviously separated and dislocated!

I say it's a monster, mainly because of its fresh breath, much like the fruit of a big tree, a dryad.

The rumor of the dryad is a childhood fairy tale of our mountain children, just like the story of Grandma Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood, which has influenced generations and is rooted in the bottom of our hearts.

So I didn't hesitate to pull the trigger.

But the hell it got stuck.

I stood there with my gun in my hand, very embarrassed and panicked, I didn't know what to do for a while, and the sweat on my head was so bad that I couldn't open my eyes.

It's not retreating, it's not standing, it's full of hair.

Thankfully, the dryad didn't react.

But I didn't dare to run away, I didn't dare to move, I was afraid that if I moved, I would be sucked dry like the dead wolf in its arms.

I was bitten by a wolf on the arm, and blood flowed down my sleeve, and the smell of blood seemed to arouse some desire of the dryad, and it suddenly opened its eyes, and its blood-red eyes were like jewels, which instantly ruined its innocent image.

I unconsciously tightened my grip on the barrel of the gun and looked at it, trying not to show myself too nervous.

Cold, a tear fell out of its red eyes, blood tears!

Blood and tears slid a long blood mark on his cheeks, forming a great visual contrast with its white skin, which made me shiver, and I felt very pitiful for some reason.

So I didn't know which tendon was on my back, so I said to it, "Don't cry......"

As soon as the words fell, I blinked, and the dryad was gone!

I suspected that something was wrong with my brain, and I shook my head and blinked vigorously, and all I saw was a dead wolf and a large broken cocoon.

The wolf's death was very strange, like a shriveled ball, and its size was reduced by more than half.

In order to prove that it was not my brain that was wrong, I plucked up the courage to step forward and look inside the broken cocoon......

There really is a coffin.

Before, I used a steel knife to cut a hole, and when I saw the chrysalis, I was so scared that I didn't dare to look closely, but now the cocoon has broken open by itself, and the whole is presented in front of my eyes, and I found that the coffin carved on the branch in the legend really exists.

The pupal shell I saw was a coffin lid wrapped in polished smooth brown bark, and the folds were dented by the vines.

The coffin is quite creatively made, with the lower part chiseled into the branches and the upper part raised, itself made in the shape of an insect cocoon.

The branches of the tree are very cooperative, giving birth to tentacles, which wrap the coffin and form a natural cocoon.

It is estimated that the intention of the ancients was to break the cocoon into a butterfly.

I just don't understand why this is for, people should die in the earth for peace, let go of their obsession with the world, and the four are empty.

In doing so, it gives me the feeling that it is not breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly, but cocooning itself.

Anyway, I have a Mao relationship.

All I want now is to open the coffin and see what the hell it is, to be able to sit up in human form and weep bloody.

Carefully observed, after the vicissitudes of time, the coffin lid almost blended with the branches, and it was not easy to lift.

All my tools are camping knives, and I can only scratch a little bit, pry a little bit.

Fortunately, the wood is seriously rotten, the texture is loose, and it doesn't take much effort to pierce it, and in less than ten minutes, with a rattling sound, the coffin lid