I was about to climb, and when I heard him ask, I couldn't help but shrink my neck, I was so nervous just now that I didn't pay attention. In fact, when I was in Yongdao, I already felt that the wound cut by the lotus arrow was a little inflamed, but it was itchy and itchy, and it seemed to be getting better again. I lifted my clothes and looked at the wound, and found that the redness and swelling on the wound had subsided, and there was no unusual feeling, and said, "I feel it, but now it is not itchy, and the humidity here is so heavy, it may be an allergy." ”

The fat man itched very much, and said: "Then is there any way to cure this allergy temporarily, I just broke out in a cold sweat, and now the itch is endless." As he spoke, he kept rubbing against the wall. I saw that there was a blood bar rubbing out of his back, and I felt that something was wrong, so I hurriedly asked him to show me. He twisted and turned, his hands scratching. I slapped his hand away, took a flashlight, and saw that a lot of white hair had grown on the wound on his back that was scratched by the lotus arrow, and he was disgusted by fate, so he said casually: "Fatty, how long have you not taken a bath?" ”

The fat man sighed: "Take a bath? Why do you ask this, this belongs to the individual, I am inconvenient to answer. ”

I said, "You haven't washed the fuck in a day." Let me tell you, don't be afraid, your back seems to be moldy, white mold, a wonder in the world, it is estimated that you can still grow a Ganoderma lucidum if you persist for a few more months. ”

The fat man heard it in a fog and said, "What, white coal? Is the coal still white? Don't talk so hard, how do you add things? ”

I looked at the stuffy oil bottle and frowned, as if the situation was not good, and I didn't dare to joke anymore. The stuffy oil bottle squeezed over and pressed it with his hand, and when he pressed it, there was a bag of black blood, and he said to me softly: "Trouble, there was something strange in the lotus arrow just now." ”

I think it's strange, but I was also hit by an arrow just now, and it stands to reason that I should be the same as him, is it true that my grandfather inherited a constitution that is so special, I hurriedly exposed my wounds, expressing my doubts.

The bottle looked at my wound and snorted, unable to figure out what was going on. At this time, the fat man was afraid, turned his head and asked me, "What hair!" Fuck don't have a head or tail, where is the hair? As he spoke, he touched it with his hand. I quickly grabbed him and said, "Don't move, you seem to have some kind of skin disease, let us take a closer look at you, you must not scratch it, if you scratch it again, it will leave a scar." ”

He's itching so badly that he can't bear it. I said to the stuffy oil bottle: "It can't go on like this, you have to find a way, I've heard people say that some people can't control the itch of skin diseases, and there are suicides!" ”

The fat man shouted, "I'm going to fucking kill myself right now!" It's itching to death, or you can learn how to scrape the bones and heal the wounds, and rip off those two pieces of meat for me. ”

I also had skin diseases when I was a child, and the local method was a little disgusting, and I said to him, "It's not necessary to dig meat, you really think you have a lot of meat." I'm not Hua Tuo either, but I still have some toner on my body, I put it on you first, it may hurt a little, you can bear it. ”

The stuffy oil bottle fluttered for a while, and the fat man also sighed, and said: "So you city people are delicate, and the fucking inverted bucket still carries toner, next time you simply bring a deck of playing cards down, and we can hoe when we are trapped." ”

Of course, I couldn't have carried this kind of thing, so I put two mouthfuls of saliva on the fat man's back, and put on gloves and smeared it on him. I didn't think that the fat man couldn't bear the pain so much, as soon as the saliva was wiped away, he screamed, and the person fled forward, scolding: "What the hell are you smearing!" My grandma, you might as well rip me off, I'm really going to return to my place. ”

As soon as I saw it, the pain worked, and said, "Look at your little breath, the pain is better than the itch, are you still itching?" ”

The fat man danced there for a while, and then he was relieved, and said strangely: "Eh, Xiao Wu, okay, what are you doing so smartly, it's really much more comfortable, what brand of refreshing water." ”

I saw that he wanted to know that I was smeared with saliva, and he had to kill me, so he hurriedly said, "Don't be like a, let's go quickly." ”

The stuffy oil bottle looked funny, and shook his head, it was the first time I saw him not smiling bitterly, and I couldn't help but feel that he seemed to be a little human, and it seemed that people still had to communicate more with each other.

But after he laughed a little, he turned into a poker face and beckoned us to follow. The three of them walked up the thief hole, and after climbing for about half a cigarette, the stuffy oil bottle said in front: "Fork." ”

I squeezed in, and sure enough, there were two passages on the left and right. I took a picture of the one on the left, and saw that just a little bit inside, there were bricks built up, and it was a dead end. It seems that outside the bricks is the stuffy oil bottle They went from the right ear room to the left side room, I don't know why he sealed it, are you afraid that something will come from the coffin?

However, since he has sealed it, the entrance to the thief cave that he finally escaped must be on the right. The stuffy oil bottle was in the same idea as me, pointed at me, and the three of them continued to climb without saying a word.

To be honest, I haven't climbed for so long since I've grown this big, and I'm already sweating. The general soil cave is not so tiring to climb up, mainly because there is nothing to hold on to the knees, and it will not hurt. Now there are bricks and slag below, climbing on it like being tortured, I feel that my knees are hot and hot, it seems that there are still benefits to being a man, and I have to strive to be a man in the next life.

I was thinking wildly, the stuffy oil bottle had stopped, and made a gesture to tell me not to make a sound, and the fat man couldn't see the front, and asked me softly, "What's the matter?" ”

I asked him not to speak, and by this time the stuffy oil bottle had turned off the flashlight, and I was very amusing to the fat man, so we immediately turned it off, and all of a sudden we fell into absolute darkness. I was very calm at this time, and my heart didn't beat faster (in hindsight, the experience of almost being caught by the wall just now had a great impact on me, and I had overcome my fear of the tomb psychologically) I don't know what his intentions were, but in the tomb, it's always right to listen to him.

We were quiet for a while, our breathing calmed down, and the sweat on our bodies dried. At this time, I heard something walking over on the brick roof above, and it seemed to be a person. I was shocked, it seems that we should already have an apse or a corridor above us. Who is this person, could it be A-Ning? Or is it the third uncle?

I was guessing, I suddenly felt an itch on my back and neck, and a stir in my heart said, "Do I have hair too?" I hurriedly touched it back, and I was touching a wet clump of something around my neck. I thought the fat man had squeezed over, so I cursed and pushed the thing back with a hard push. When I reached back, I suddenly found that my nails were sticky and there was a faint fragrance.

I was disgusted and rubbed these things on the bricks on the side, and said that the fat man's hedgehog must have sprayed a lot of hair oil on his head, and if he found a water source for a while, he must wash it well, and the fat man's head oil may have been a few months ago.

Just thinking about it, his neck itched again, and the dead fat man didn't know what strange fame he was doing. I caught fire without a name, grabbed the mass and pressed it against the wall. At this time, I suddenly realized that something was wrong, why did this fat man's face become so small. I carefully propped up my body, touched it, and sighed in my heart, how could those wet things look like the capital is hair. I touched two more handfuls and found that the hairs were all tangled, and my hand was twisted when I reached in. I swallowed and foamed at the mouth, and began to sweat with white hair, the fat man must not have so much hair, whose hair is it!

I remembered the man-eating hair in the water graveyard, and I began to have difficulty breathing, and I didn't dare to turn on the flashlight. It seemed to be a few centimeters away from me, and I would definitely give him an eye on it as soon as I opened it, and I couldn't resist this kind of stimulation. Just as I was thinking about it, I felt a slender wet hand touch my face, cold and cold, and my fingernails were very sharp. My scalp began to go numb, and the flesh on my face involuntarily began to tremble.

The fingernails of that hand scraped my neck and then took it back. After a while, I felt the thing's head come over me, and the wet hair suddenly stuck to my face. I gritted my teeth in disgust, and was about to burst, when suddenly a female voice suddenly came out of that mass of hair, very soft, and she said in my ear, "Who are you?" ”

It was a very soft voice, but I could hear it so clearly that I couldn't help but be taken aback. At the same time, the woman's body leaned over and squeezed into my arms, and her slender hand put her hand on my shoulder, and then wrapped her arms around my neck. I instinctively started to tremble, I only felt that this woman was very petite, her mouth was close to my ears, and the breath was cold, I was completely confused, only to hear her say again: "Please hold me." ”

When I heard this, I felt like I was enchanted, and although my hand was still resisting, I didn't listen to my brain's command at all, and I immediately put my arm around her waist. This time it was even worse, I suddenly felt that this woman was wearing nothing. The skin is cold but surprisingly smooth. I couldn't help but feel confused, and my face turned red. By this time, the woman's mouth had moved to my chin, and it seemed to suggest that I should kiss her. I was completely out of control, and just wanted to kiss my head, when suddenly the flashlight of the stuffy oil bottle turned on, and I immediately saw the 'thing' I was holding in my arms, and I couldn't help but blow up my scalp, and the hairs on my body stood up.