Hearing my words of affirmation, Old Man Zheng was also a little puzzled and asked me how I had guessed this.

"Is this speculation?" Qibao glanced at him, and without waiting for me to answer, he gave the answer first: "Zheng Laosan and the old village chief must have the highest status among this group of people, because they ate the most villains at the beginning and got the most power, so"

Speaking of this, Qibao stopped, did not continue to explain to Old Man Zheng, and turned to observe the two weasels.

"Where are you going?" Chang Longxiang asked.

The yellow mouse, who was willing to take care of us, raised his paw and pointed the way we came.

"You're going down the mountain?" Shippo asked.

The weasel nodded, and his eyes looked a little eager, and he couldn't stop looking at the bushes.

"Mao'er Village is in the bush direction, right?" I asked Old Man Zheng.

Old man Zheng snorted and said yes, walk in the direction of the bushes, if you are faster, you can get there at about eight o'clock in the evening.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the squirrel screamed, raised his right paw, and waved at the two weasels as if to say goodbye.

The two weasels did the same, raised their paws, waved at the rats, and then walked away without looking back, even if they passed us by, without looking at us more.

When the weasel disappeared from our sight, Old Man Zheng asked me, do you want to continue on your way or?

"Let's go." I sighed: "Weasels are no better than ordinary beasts, they have relatively small hearts, they are easy to hold grudges, if you offend them, you will not be able to die well." ”

As soon as the words fell, the expression on my face became even more helpless.

"Those animals in your village not only offended the weasels, but also drove them away, which is really big enough."

Old man Zheng asked me as he led the way, "If you meet people from our village, what do you think are our chances of winning?" ”

"It depends on how many we meet," I shrugged, "Two or three, we can barely control the situation, and beyond that, our risk will increase exponentially." ”

Hearing this, Old Man Zheng didn't ask any more questions, silently led the way, and led us to continue to Mao'er Village.

Maybe everyone felt the pressure, in the process of rushing to the mountain road later, no one was in the mood to chat, they all walked without saying a word, except for the 'exchange' from time to time, no one gossiped.

It wasn't until five o'clock that Chen Qiuyan couldn't walk anymore, so we found a place to rest and ate dinner by the way.

"Quietly enter the village, don't shoot guns." I nibbled on the compressed biscuits and told them the plan in a serious manner: "A few of us can't be separated, as long as we go separately, we will definitely die." ”

"Yes." Chang Longxiang nodded, with a face full of approval: "We can't 'feel' the number of enemies, and rashly splitting up is basically equivalent to looking for death." ”

Shippo's expression was also a little solemn, not at all as relaxed as before.

"Old Shen, this matter is a bit troublesome." Qibao frowned and said, "I am good at hand-to-hand combat with the fat man, otherwise I would use a gun to talk, and it seems that only coffin nails can work against these animals, right?" ”

"Don't treat them as living people, you remember, they are all wronged, as long as they are wronged, there is no Wufu coffin nail that can't be injured" I smiled: "But I don't recommend you to use the coffin nail to play with them, the reaction speed of these animals is not what we can imagine, and their strength is no worse than that of the fat man." ”

Qibao snorted, and the whole person's mood seemed a little low.

"Don't wait for them to do it, you have to do it first to have a chance of winning." I whispered, "Our strength is not in the backhand, but in control." ”

As soon as the words fell, I took out a small clay pot from my duffel bag, and after opening the lid, I told them: "This is the filth that the old man helped us refine, 'touching' on the veins, 'doors' and sun's temples', you can suppress your own yang energy." ”

"What's the use?" Shippo asked me, glanced into the jar, and said in a loud voice, "Isn't this just incense ash?" ”

"Bullshit incense ash" I helplessly explained: "If the yang energy is suppressed, it will not be easy for the injustice to perceive you, unless it is seen by them with their own eyes, understand?" ”

As I spoke, I put the clay pot on the ground and motioned for them to wipe it themselves, so they didn't have to save it.

Qibao was the first person to take out the "filth" and wipe it on his body, at first he thought it was incense ash, but when he wiped it on his body, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

"Why is it like glue??" Shippo frowned, looked at the gray 'colored' mark on his wrist, and asked me, "Can this thing be washed off?" ”

"I'll disappear, I don't need to wash it." I explained.

When they were all done, I put the clay pot away, took out another small jar, and shook it lightly twice.

Hearing the sound of Suo Suo inside, to be honest, I finally experienced the refreshing feeling of the old man feeding me worms for the first time.

"Come on, everyone, taste what watermelon worms taste like."

When I said this, the expression on my face was full of eagerness, like that of an old cook beckoning his guests to eat, and wishing they could open their mouths and eat them now.

As soon as I took out the watermelon worms, Chen Qiuyan subconsciously retched, stopped again and again, and said that he didn't eat it, and he didn't want to see ghosts.

"Sister Chen, now is not the time to be willful, there are some things that you can't help but do" Qibao made a bitter face, grabbed a watermelon worm from the jar, threw it into his mouth ruthlessly, and muttered: "If it's normal, forget it, this time it's not simple, you can't take it lightly." ”

Chang Longxiang nodded, and also grabbed a watermelon worm and ate it, the action was very crisp, much more refreshing than Qibao.

"Hell if you eat this bug?" Old man Zheng asked tentatively.

"Yes." I replied.

As soon as he heard the answer I gave, Old Man Zheng didn't think much about it, grabbed a watermelon worm and threw it in his mouth, I was stunned.

"Aren't you afraid?" I asked, surprised.

"What are you afraid of?" Old man Zheng said with a smile: "Insects are not poisonous 'medicine', if you eat them, you should make up for your body!" ”

Seeing this scene, Chen Qiuyan was helpless, she only felt that no one wanted to stand aside with her, and looked at me very desperately: "Do you really want to eat?" ”

I wasn't joking with her, nodded, and offered to help her catch a bug.

"Open your mouth." I said, looking as serious as a doctor's.

Chen Qiuyan didn't say more, closed her eyes tightly, and opened her mouth.

At that moment, I jerked out my hand and threw the watermelon worm directly into her mouth.

Chen Qiuyan almost subconsciously wanted to vomit, but in the end she endured it, her face was pale, and she just kept retching.

"This rope has been handed over to you." I handed the black rope to Qibao and whispered: "Don't fight hard, find an opportunity to control the other party, this is the king's way, no matter how many enemies there are, first knock down one by one." ”

Shippo laughed twice, took the black rope, and wrapped it directly around his wrist.

"Don't worry, I know this better than you."

I tapped him on the shoulder and didn't say anything more.

In fact, the risk this time is not less than that of Wangshan Village, and it is even more than that, at least those enemies in Wangshan Village are ordinary people, not this kind of "living people" who have become wronged.

"Master Zheng, lead the way."

By the time we set off again, it was already dark, and without a flashlight as a beacon, it would not be an exaggeration to say that we could not see our fingers.

If you turn on the light, you will easily 'expose' yourself, and there is a high possibility that your 'sex' will attract enemies.

If we don't turn on the lights, we can't get on the road, after all, no one is a night vision

In the end, Qibao was clever and covered the lampshade with a black cloth to minimize the brightness as much as possible.

In addition, when Old Man Zheng played the flashlight, he shone under his feet vigorously, and he didn't dare to lift it up, so we exposed our possibility' and 'sexuality' a little lower.

We walked all the way in fear, and at about nine o'clock in the night, we arrived at a place four hundred meters away from Mao'er Village.

"Go in?" Shippo asked me.

I didn't speak, I looked down at the rat, and when I saw it glancing to the right, I immediately had the answer in my heart.

"Don't go in, let's grab the order." I said, "Let's get rid of the lone first." ”

"Kill again?" Old man Zheng was a little nervous.

"It's not killing, it's supposed to be called"

I thought about it and gave him a very pertinent analogy.

"It is incumbent upon our generation to carry forward Lei Feng's 'spirit'."