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It was a broken face, and the reason for the shattering should be the punch I just made. Although the sky was still raining and the clouds were thick, there was not a single light in the trees. But by the faint light of the campfire at the entrance of the cave in the distance, you could still see that the face was soaked in grease.

A fist-sized pit on my face, carrion deformed and piled up around, my nose was completely sunken, and two black holes were facing me, and there seemed to be a small shrimp crawling into it in horror.

Along with the clothes on his body, I ripped off a layer of pale skin, and under the skin was a yellowish grease that continued to flow down his body as the skin left. Due to the severe swelling, he could no longer open his eyes, and could only see a slit, and his eyeballs seemed to bulge out a little, and they were still moving.

I waited for a while, but there was no response, and just as I wanted to lean over to take a closer look, one of his eyes suddenly burst, and the smelly slime splashed all over my head and face, and I hurriedly pulled up my clothes and wiped the disgusting things on my face.

Even though my eyes were closed, the thing on the other side didn't make any moves, and still stood there. Finally wiping the mucus off my face, I hurriedly looked up, only to see a finger-sized crow sticking out of the burst eye, waving its teeth and claws.

At that time, I no longer felt fear in my heart, it was all doubt.

It is not difficult to judge what is in front of you, it is just a male corpse that has been soaked in the water for an unknown amount of time. But what is the purpose of his sudden appearance in front of me and his non-attack? Could it be that this thing is just being manipulated? But what is his purpose?

Not good!

I turned to run back, but the thing threw me from behind, and my arms were wrapped around me, unable to break free of his grip no matter how hard I struggled. The carrion on his body fell one by one as I tore and struggled, and I was covered in it.

Eagerness and anger rushed through the brain, but it couldn't awaken that power. I've never had that desire to be powerful, but in that moment, I really thought that no matter what the cost, I wanted to be strong!

Damn it!

What about ghosts?! What about demons?!

Lao Tzu just wants a peace, why the fuck must I die? If you want to be strong, why do I want to live!

Anger had overwhelmed my sanity, but it hadn't given me that power again. In desperation, I grabbed one of his hands. Although it was slippery and greasy, it was not difficult to judge that there were basically bones left in that hand, and the flesh had already fallen.

I grabbed his hand and threw it back with all my strength, and the crisp sound of bone cracking soon rang in my ears, and I broke his little arm bone. Grabbing his other hand and doing the same, he barely broke free from his control.

Ignoring the disgusting carrion on his body, he stood up and ran back.

The fire has been extinguished, and Shen Mo and Tian Dongdong are all gone, even with the unconscious old lady!

Just when I didn't know what to do, a flash of alertness suddenly flashed in my heart, and I turned suddenly, and two figures instantly threw me to the ground, although I couldn't see the appearance clearly, but I could tell from the rancid smell that neither of these things was fucking alive.

I struggled to resist, but fortunately my two hands could still move, I reached out and grabbed one of the hair, and pulled it violently, even pulling off my scalp, and the disgusting feeling in my heart was indescribable.

Finally broke free from the control of those two things, I quickly got up, ran up the hill with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and looked back as I ran, four or five black shadows followed closely behind me, the speed was not slow at all, and they didn't know that they were tired, if it went on like this, I was afraid that it would not be too long, I would be caught up by them, and when the time came, the strength would be exhausted, and if I wanted to resist, I am afraid it would be unlikely.

Gritting my teeth, I simply stopped, picked up an arm-thick branch from the ground, and smashed it towards the figure chasing in front.

"Poof"

There was a muffled thud, and the thing fell to the ground, and minced meat mixed with slime splattered everywhere. I didn't care about it anymore, so I picked up the branch in my hand and smashed it at the one that rushed behind it.

There were already a lot of small branches on the branches, and they smashed on those rotten flesh things, bringing up a piece of minced meat, which fell on my face slippery and greasy, oily, and even a few pieces directly on my mouth, I didn't even dare to open my mouth, for fear that the minced meat would fall into my mouth.

After those things were knocked down, they were still struggling to stand up, and one of them even hugged my legs directly, dragging me to the ground, and the branches fell to the ground.

In a panic, I grabbed a rock and threw my hands up and slammed it on the thing's head.

There was a "poof" sound, and the sound shattered. The whole head exploded like a rotten watermelon, and a finger-thick loach even popped out.

This time it finally stopped fucking moving, and I stood up with the stone in my hand, and once again smashed it on the head of another person who was about to get up, and the same slime splattered everywhere. I don't know how long these corpses have been soaked in the water, and as for why they appear here, I think it's probably controlled by the "water thing" that I reminded me in QQ before.

I didn't have time to think about it so much, I got up and ran, and if I continued to entangle, I was afraid that I would be exhausted by those things!

Those two with their heads smashed are still struggling to get up, and my strength is fucking limited compared to them, and once I lose my strength, I'll only be slaughtered!

Due to the steepness of the mountain road, I could only climb up with my hands and feet, and I didn't dare to stop for a moment. After more than an hour, I couldn't run anymore, so I fell headlong under a tree, gasping for air.

My face was covered with all those disgusting things, and I don't even know if I had swallowed a few pieces of rotten meat on my face just now, and I felt disgusting just thinking about it. He simply took off his clothes and washed them in a puddle on the ground.

The greasy stuff wouldn't wash off at all, and I couldn't stand putting those clothes back on, so I wiped the slimy stuff on my body and threw them away.

When I wash my face, I find that those things on my face can't be fucking washed off, so I can't just peel off the skin and throw it away, right? I had no choice but to paste the mud on my face and wash it several times.

I always felt that my mouth was also slippery, so I reached out and grabbed a handful of leaves and stuffed them into my mouth to chew, and then lay on the ground and rinsed my mouth with water from a puddle.

After barely washing his body, he wiped a few handfuls of mud on the lump of things that he couldn't see, and began to climb up the mountain.

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