The frogman who was shot by the bullet fell to the sand. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

To make sure the frogman was dead, I walked over with Hundred.

The sky was clear, and the gentle sunlight dispelled the clouds.

The wind blows in the heart, and it blows outside the heart.

When you are about to reach the frogman.

The frogman was moving slightly, trembling, and then bracing himself up with all his might, as I was about to raise the gun again.

A bamboo-leaf green snake swam in the east direction of the new island, and it quickly attacked me and Baihao.

At this time, he couldn't care about the frogman, so he hurriedly retreated, trying to keep a distance from the poisonous snake, and not trying to be shot by its venom, if it hit the eye, the eyeball would basically be scrapped.

The frogman also dragged his weak body while holding the seaweed attached to his body to strengthen the red blood cells to restore the wound.

Until he kept going backwards, keeping his distance, he and Baihao were holding shotguns and shooting at Zhu Yeqing.

Bang bang.

In fact, this gun is not so easy to shoot, even at a short distance, at that time to improve proficiency, technology can continue to improve the hit rate.

Just like every bullet that makes your hand tremble when it is fired, you need to hold it more steadily, and don't panic.

The bullet hit the sand, sending a cloud of dust.

And two of the bullets did hit the viper.

After the poisonous snake was hit, it curled up, jumped a few times, did not wake up the snake world, and slowly approached and found that it was hit by bullets.

And the snake's eyes didn't move, and it looked like he was dead.

To judge whether a snake is really dead, see if it will still move, whether its eyes will still move, in fact, the snake will move after death because of the use of two-dimensional reflection arcs, and humans are three-dimensional reflection arcs.

Humans are controlled by a higher brain that goes into shock, and the body does not move anymore.

However, snakes are controlled by each body part of the corresponding responsible area, so after death, the snake will still move, but that is only a reflex stress response.

And this reaction will not continue to operate in the same way as other organs, that is, the snake will still bite after death, even if the snake's head is cut off, it will bite, this should be noted.

But this is just a reflex, at that time, after biting, it will not swallow again, why? Because the connectivity between the organs has stopped working, that is, the snake has died, but it is just that some lower consciousness has not yet died, and some two-dimensional creatures, unlike human beings, consciousness is only focused on the brain, but on various organs.

After approaching the snake, the snake was turned around a few times with a shotgun, and the snake still maintained a weak stress response, but depending on the degree of weak reaction, the poisonous snake was already dying, that is, it was no longer dangerous.

And what about frogmen? It had already run away, ran away to the mushroom grove and fell, rolled around and stood up again, behind it, there were long traces of liquid.

The sun is still shining, and it shouldn't rain today, but who knows?

Actually, I still want to see the forest and mountains, and find the hunchback savage, and I think I need his help sometimes.

At this time, he dealt with the bamboo leaf green snake and pursued the frogman who fled to the mushroom forest.

The wind blows gently, it can't blow away dreams, it can't blow away loneliness, what stays is happiness, and what accompanies it is pain, what you are attached to, what you are trapped in, and let go of the dust, but the pain of happiness is originally mutual existence and mutual reincarnation.

When I arrived in the woods, I saw no trace of the frogman, and I thought that this frogman was really not slow, maybe this time I had experienced the power of the shotgun, and if I still wanted half a life, I could only run away with my life.

Although there is no trace of frogman.

But there are also traces on the ground about what he left behind, these liquid traces.

Hundred looked at me, and I looked at Hundred.

Keep chasing, looking at the wet mushroom in front of you, as if a new grave will be born on the mushroom later.

In this autumn season, it is mostly cold and cold, and this recent delicate sun always seems to give us hope and energy.

But I think that in the vagaries of the weather, I am still there, the hundred is still there, and the wind is still there, so I can sweep through the woods, sweep over the meadows, and blow away a piece of trouble, it is a quiet day, and it seems to be slowly beckoning.

Follow the trail and cross the trail, because there are many mushrooms, and the mushrooms on the liquid are all trampled by footprints.

Although I have to take care of the flowers and trees, I need to chase the frogmen at this time, and I have to let the poor trapped mushroom babies suffer a little grievance and continue to be trampled.

The mushrooms seemed to be protesting, why are we who are hurt, and I answer, who is not injured from birth to death? And the outward wound doesn't seem to be as deep and painful as the inner wound.

You little mushrooms are still young, what is it to be wronged, when your heart is hurt, you will understand, you will understand slowly, and you will suddenly understand that in addition to external injuries, sometimes there will be internal injuries in this world.

The mushrooms don't seem to understand what I'm talking about, but I'm shameless like a preservationist, but I can't help but put up with my shamelessness.

The world is shameless, just like how all living beings are equal, monks don't eat meat, only vegetarian, but why discriminate against meat, if you really want all beings to be equal, you should not eat meat and vegetarian, or eat both meat and vegetarian.

Some contradictory, stupid and stubborn prejudices.

But in any case, I shamelessly trampled the poor mushrooms again, and quietly gave them some advice to atone for a little of their sins.

But in fact, there is no point in dwelling on it, because the mushrooms are also selfish to absorb the nutrients of the earth, and there is no such thing as complete selflessness in this world, because completely selfless people, creatures, have long perished or are close to extinction.

In the world, in the world, there is no such thing as absolute perfection, and there are always too many regrets, too many shortcomings, and too many regrets in life.

And living in life is also a process of pursuing less regrets, feeling the bitterness and sweetness brought by this world, mixed tastes, in the heart, and then reincarnated, the past has become empty.

Just like from one dimension to ten dimensions, from the initial point, line, area, volume, to the intersection of volumes, to the intersection of time and space, and finally back to a point, an infinite loop.

After stepping on the mushroom, fight to catch up.

Finally stopped under a few trees.

It is a relatively large well, and the well is written with crooked and oblique red letters, and the underwater building is under construction, please do not approach.

The font is scribbled, but it is possible to see what is written.

But I'm still a little surprised at this time, underwater buildings?

Underwater? Will there be buildings? At this time, I looked at Hundred, and Hundred was bent gracefully, holding the edge of the well with both hands, looking down the well.

Number one, this well actually has stairs.

At this time, as soon as I heard the stairs, I hurried over like a well.

The wellhead is relatively large, but the well is not very deep.

There was a vertical steel staircase of two or three meters, dripping with liquid, and a wilted seaweed.

And at the bottom of the well is an old iron gate that has been opened.

Then it suddenly occurred to me that the little corpse well in the woods yesterday could have anything to do with it.

However, it was impossible to judge the danger of the well at this time, and it seemed that the frogman had run out of the well, and there were traces of liquid everywhere.

And the frogman can come here through the passage of this well.