I walked out of the Immortal Abode and saw a man wearing a monster mask and a few strips of rags standing outside.

The outfit was so strange, it was a few large strips of blue cloth, which were worn on his body like a women's bathing suit, and there seemed to be something crawling on the bronzed skin, and the whole person's skin seemed to be shaking.

Because the night was so dark, the thing on his body seemed to blend in with the night, and I couldn't make out what it was.

Thankfully, in the middle of the night, he was the only one standing outside the door to stop me, and it seemed that this person was very confident.

I walked cautiously forward, and when I could see what was crawling back and forth on his body, I almost vomited on the spot.

Those things had a long face, each with several slender legs crawling constantly, and on the bronzed skin, it looked particularly terrifying.

It's a tarantula! Look at this guy's body, there are no less than hundreds of tarantulas crawling back and forth on his body, just like this, it is more terrifying than a ghost.

Just imagine, in the middle of the night, a person crawling with tarantulas standing in front of you, wearing a grimace mask, are you afraid?

I'm sure anyone would be scared to see this.

What's more, the tarantulas in the north and south of Xinjiang are particularly famous for their poison, and the fluff on their bodies is their most powerful weapon, and if they are not careful, they will die.

"Either you can tie your hands and catch it, or feed me these little darlings, give you three seconds, take your pick!"

Seeing me come out, the tarantula man was very arrogant and coldly gave me an ultimatum.

I sneered: "You can wear a few strips of cloth to show off as a bikini, obviously you are a special stinky man, and you still think that your body is a beauty with a golden ratio?" You are so swaggering through the market, in Nobita's words, you are pulling the wind and under-beating, and you want to fight on the camera and fight for the top position? Do you need a buddy to take a photo of you and post a Weibo? ”

The tarantula man was stunned by my words, and tilted his head to look at me: "What do you mean?" ”

I touched my forehead, feeling that this guy is the deepest banlangen in the mountains, and the whole is too modern for people to understand.

I cleared my throat: "Your IQ is worrying, let's do it, save nonsense and delay my time." ”

Maybe the tarantula man didn't understand the insult I meant earlier, but he definitely understood the meaning of the second half of the sentence.

So without hesitation, people began to count: "Three! ”

I'm going to Nima, buddy is waiting to escape, where do I have time to talk nonsense with you, and count, I just turned around and ran, jumped to the railing of the stilted building in three steps and two steps, jumped over, jumped off the railing, and ran along the route we had touched during the day to the road leading to the village to southern Xinjiang.

But before I could take two steps, I stopped, sneered and turned my head to look at the tarantula man: "Dude, you are not particular about doing this." ”

In front of me, a palm-sized black tarantula was lying in front of me like a crab, with teeth and claws, and there was a faint green light flowing on the body that couldn't see where the mouth was.

It has a few yellow dots on its body, and it is matched with the spider fluff that makes people hairy when they look at it, rough, not to mention how disgusting.

On the ground, a drop of viscous liquid slipped from the tarantula's body to the ground, and it dared to drool at me, did it think I was a giant pie?

Luckily, I'm still sharp-eyed and inspired, and I've discovered this thing in advance, and if I recklessly break into it and give me a bite, I'll be completely finished.

The pair of eyes behind the tarantula man's mask rolled slightly: "Two! ”

I'm going to go mile, and you're still counting? Sure enough, I'm mentally retarded, do you think I won't be able to get past me if you put a king-sized tarantula here?

With such a wide road surface, Lao Tzu will not bypass it?

I took two steps back, far away from the tarantula, and made a quick probe forward.

'Poof', a thin transparent line crossed my eyes and landed directly in front of my retracted toes, and the liquid fell to the ground with a 'squeak, squeak' sound.

Holy, such a cow? The venom of this tarantula is also different from the venom of ordinary tarantulas, and it is thought to be carefully cultivated.

Isn't this nonsense, isn't it carefully cultivated to be able to be so big?

Fortunately, buddy retracted his leg quickly, otherwise this leg wouldn't have been poisoned?

But I'm waiting for you to spray, I don't believe that you are a little tarantula, your lung capacity can be greater than that of a big man, Lao Tzu spit twice in a row, and you have to take a breath at the back, not to mention you a tarantula.

When the liquid fell to the ground, I didn't care if it was foaming or if it had corroded the ground black, but I walked over with a leg.

Unfortunately, I still underestimated this large tarantula.

It can't spit venom, but it has legs, not one, but eight.

The point is that other spiders have eight legs that are used to crawl.

This bastard is made with a jump.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that the large tarantula, with its short body and eight legs stretched at the same time, actually jumped at me.

I was so rough that I can't put into words how crazy I was at that time, a tarantula actually attacked me with a jump, and appeared in front of me faster than I could.

And I, a big living person, was actually stopped by a spider for more than ten seconds.

The tarantula was so fast that if I tried to break in, it would surely grab me in the face.

Oh, buy it, I can't imagine what my handsome face would have become if I had been struck by this tarantula.

I raised my hand and pulled out my dagger and stabbed it at the tarantula.

Something horrified me happened, my indestructible dagger stabbed into the tarantula's body between its eight legs, making a sound similar to the collision of metal objects.

'Ding! ’

The tarantula was poked out of a white spot by my sword, and under the effect of the anti-shock, it was poked out.

But it was much more tenacious than I had imagined, its body was in the air, its eight claws were more neat than my big living man, and its body was in a balanced position in the air, and it remained parallel to me, and then a clear liquid erupted from its black shell.

The only dodge I can choose at this time is to stop, retreat, and tilt my head.

Although the tarantula pushed me back, I finally found the way to its life, which was the faint crevice in its body when it had just spewed venom.

And after I subconsciously made a series of coherent movements, an extremely excited digital voice came from behind me: "One! ”R1148