"I don't have clairvoyance, how do I know that the torch will be thrown on your little brother. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Besides, even if it's thrown on your little brother, isn't there still clothes separating it? Feng Jiutian said as he raised his knife to the tongue of the toad on the right.

"It's just that you have clothes that you die. You immoral slut, old slut. Shen Er's fat man's voice screamed in the coffin like a pig.

"At this time, you can still call it so like, I also obeyed you, a dead fat man." Feng Jiutian saw that in the coffin, the faint light was as bright as when the torch was just thrown in, and he heard that there was performance water in the fat man's voice, so he hurriedly scolded.

As soon as Shen Er's fat man fell into the coffin, he smelled a faint fragrance similar to sorghum wine, and scolded in his heart, "I'm afraid of something, the fat second master has been trampled by sluts and wilting grass with wine lees along the way, and now lying in the coffin, there will be the fragrance of wine and won't let me go." ”

As soon as his cooing and scolding stopped, Feng Jiutian's torch was thrown in, and it smashed into his body lying upright in the coffin, and he picked up the torch with his hand when it hurt, fortunately he didn't light his clothes, and covered the crotch that was smashed with one hand, and opened his mouth to scold.

As soon as his scolding fell, a cool air hit his back, and he shivered all over. It's even colder than in the ice cellar. Looking around, I was stunned by the strange appearance on the wall of the coffin in front of me.

Shen Er's fat man was lying in the coffin, holding a torch, and saw that the walls of the coffin were covered with pitted black-brown bumps. The pimples were like countless tadpoles floating on the walls of a coffin like a wall of water.

These tadpoles are slightly longer than frogs, black in color, and have unusually short tails. Although the color of the tail is also black, it is slightly lighter than the black of the head and body parts, and the large black-brown mouth grows on the back of the abdomen near the head, and the black eyeballs with two fingers reveal an evil milky white, which is illuminated by the fire, showing a strange pale red. The two gills bulge, just like the gills of a fish are constantly ventilating, and the abdomen in the middle of the body is constantly rising and falling with the ventilated gills.

Shen Er's fat man almost threw up.

He felt that at this time, under his body, there were also countless things wriggling and shaking.

On the walls of the coffins on both sides, the tadpoles of the toad, whose bodies were larger than frogs, were wrapped in a thin layer of pimples. The pimples, as if they had just been peeled off the body of a toad, were drenched, and the walls of the coffin were covered with mucus.

Shen Er's fat man gritted his teeth and stretched out a finger to poke at the tadpole in one of the pimples. Unbeknownst to him, there was an elasticity in the tentacles of those disgusting bumps, so that his fingers could not pierce the pimples.

The pimple was poked by his finger, and the ugly tadpole inside was squeezed, and it actually wagged its tail inside, opened its big mouth stained with mucus, and bit Shen Er's fat man's finger.

Shen Er's fat man's back gradually became cold, and a cold air penetrated his spine. "No wonder the torch went out when it was thrown in, it turned out to be even more fucking cold than the ice cellar."

There is a lot of space in the coffin. Shen Er's fat man sat in the coffin half-squatting, and a cold breath penetrated the soles of his feet. Countless large tadpoles around him seemed to be extremely interested in his arrival, and they were all biting at him with their mouths of mucus with their upper and lower lips open. However, because the tadpoles are protected by a pimple skin on the outside, they only open their mouths full of mucus, but they can't break through the pimple.

The three big toads outside the coffin, when they saw Shen Er's fat man fall into the coffin, they didn't care about Hua Can and Feng Jiutian, and jumped towards the coffin together. The two of them followed behind the three large toads, picked up the crossbows on the ground, and shot arrows into their eyes and jaws.

Feng Jiutian picked up the broken thorns on the ground and inserted them into the sheath, and Hua Can ran towards the coffin with the three big toads.

The three big toads each returned to the coffin they had jumped out of. Two slightly smaller toads squatted in front of the two smaller coffins, their cheeks bulging and their eyelids floating, staring at Feng Jiutian and Hua Can tightly.

The biggest toad, on the edge of the coffin, kept circling around, wanting to jump into the coffin, but it seemed to be very afraid of something, and kept whispering "Boom".

Shen Er's fat man was half-squatting in the huge coffin, holding a torch in one hand and pulling out a sharp short knife from his calf in the other, thinking about whether to pierce those pimples.

Suddenly, he heard the big toad outside making a soft cry, and Shen Er saw that the little tadpoles in the pimples on the four walls of the coffin and in the pimples under their feet all opened their mouths at the same time and made a very small cry.

Shen Er's fat man raised the dagger, gritted his teeth, first aimed the tip of the dagger at a pimple, and slowly pierced into the pimple, and the black fishy mucus flowed down the blade to his hand, and dripped down his wrist to his stomach.

Shen Er's fat man didn't care about these stinky mucus, and when the mucus in the pimple was about to run out, his wrist was forced, and the dagger was directly inserted into the mouth of the tadpole that was bigger than a frog. Suddenly, a sticky gray-white liquid flowed from the tadpole's mouth, and after a few shakes of its tail, it stopped moving. Shen Er, the fat man, reached out and threw the dead tadpole out of the narrow coffin lid, and scolded: "Good things, never my turn, disgusting and dirty things, you two shameless let me." ”

The big toad outside the coffin made a sound like a terrible scream. Then, a strange picture appeared in front of Feng Jiutian and Hua Can. I saw that the big toad trembled like a sieve, and a layer of skin began to fall off from its claws, and it couldn't stop trembling in pain, and couldn't stop scratching the place where it was molting with its front paws.

A piece of black skin fell off its legs, and the big toad stretched out its front paws and stuffed the piece of black skin into its mouth, and was wrapped around it by Feng Jiutian with a snake, shook it, pulled it out of its mouth, and threw it on the torch lit by Hua Can, and suddenly crackled.

The smell of burnt smell permeated the air, and the rancid, fishy smell made it even more disgusting. When those black skins were protected by sticky liquid in the coffin, they were still cold and could not be ignited, but when they got outside, there was no protection, and when they were on fire, they ignited, and then shrunk into a ball, slowly shrinking and disappearing.

The big toad seemed to have lost its resistance, and every time Shen Er Fat threw out a dead tadpole, it was molting. The two smaller toads seemed indifferent to this, just staring at them closely. Whenever their bodies moved slightly to their side, they began to tense up and screamed.

Every time Shen Er's fat man killed a tadpole, he would curse the two of them incessantly, and almost all the shortcomings of the two from childhood to adulthood were counted and revealed.

After another moment, the toad, which had been like a hill a moment ago, had become the size of a calf. On the side of the coffin, all the tadpoles killed by Shen Er's fat man were piled up together in black.

The big coffin was also slowly thinning and getting smaller, and finally, a hole in the slap was revealed from the side, and a black, sticky head poked out of the hole, and opened its mouth and began to curse。。。。。。

Shen Er's fat man stood naked on the side of the car, and Hua Can stood on the roof of the car, rinsing the fishy fat man from head to toe several times with the water he fed the horses to drink.

The fat man rubbed the dirt on his body, and his mouth still kept chattering and complaining.

After a while, seeing that the two of them did not squeak and let him count all the ugly things that the two of them had done since they were young, they also lost most of their anger before changing into clean clothes.

"You know what? These large toads, and the first hundred and ninety-eight small toads, were awakened by the smell of the coffin I kicked first. Shen Er's fat man said.

"How did the three big coffins come to be?" Hua Chan asked.