readx;?barren slopes, remnant stars and cold moons; The oblique shadow is cold, and the damp is chirping. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn the haze, where the old forest meets the sky, a few wisps of white light shoot, it should be almost dawn, but the night is vast, how can this dark man easily drop an inch of land. Under the dome, a drizzle suddenly flew, as light as silk, in the early spring of the small Xing'an Mountains, it was still inevitable that there was a biting cold, I shivered, and my soul seemed to be withdrawn from the body.

On the slope, I stood stiffly, raising my hand and rubbing my eyes gently, thinking that I was blind and hallucinating, but the new uncle in the distance did not disappear, but became more vivid and clear.

"Hahaha-" The "uncle" next to me suddenly burst into laughter, and the "woman" on the side bowed her back slightly when she saw this, raised her head with both hands on the ground, and suddenly became angry and round, revealing her jagged teeth, and even let out several dog barks from her voice, and an ugly dog tail suddenly jumped out between her buttocks, and then, her body quickly transformed into the shape of a vicious dog. The dog's head was the size of a basin of water, and its huge mouth full of fangs was wide open, and the fangs were half the length of chopsticks, and streams of saliva flowed outward along the fangs. The dog's eyes are fierce and vicious, staring at the uncle in the distance, his pupils are shining with blue light, and there is a black tumor on the tip of his nose that is bigger than an egg, constantly oozing blood, this vicious dog is clearly bigger than a lion and tiger.

"Demon dog!"

I yelled, clearly recognized this monster, that winter uncle had been persecuted by this demon dog for a long time, almost died tragically, thanks to the wolf skin bonfire and the house full of snakeskin old wine, forced the demon dog to flee in a hurry, I and my uncle just picked up a life.

The "woman" is actually transformed by a demon dog, what about the "uncle" next to the voice?!

Could it be—

I didn't have time to think about it, but I saw the "uncle" in front of me suddenly tear apart, and from time to time I could hear a crackling sound, like a molting snake, knocking out the outer layer of dead flesh, gradually revealing the body inside the carrion. This body has a strange appearance, only about four feet tall, this person's face is covered with black hair, and it is impossible to distinguish the specific appearance, and occasionally you can see the eyes turning, emitting a cold light, like a big hairy monkey. However, this man has a very obvious feature, a rather large open-mindedness that divides his lips into four petals, old ghost!

The half-rotten "child" lying on the ground, the "giant cockroach" hanging on the "big red head", the "big red head", the "red cat", all kinds of illusions in front of them are all illusions, and the group of illusions of three or five numbers have turned into demon dogs. I was at a loss, stunned for a moment and realized that I didn't panic, I didn't look away, all this was really happening.

There was a low and terrifying roar from the chests of the demon dogs, grinning, saliva kept lying outward, their heads lowered and their eyes wide, and gradually came behind the old ghost. The demon dogs lowered their posture, their front legs kept digging the ground, showing their fangs, and they were all ready to sprint, just waiting for the old ghost to give an order, and they would run to the uncle down the slope.

The uncle came down the slope alone, and when I squinted, I didn't see a red cat standing on his shoulder. In the past, the uncle and the red cat were always inseparable, and the red cat had already become a part of his body, or rather, the uncle had already become a part of the red cat, in short, Xu had been deceived too much, and I was skeptical about whether the uncle who was gradually approaching was genuine. But when I turned my head and looked at the old ghost around me who seemed to be facing a great enemy, and the demon dog with blood in his eyes, I believed it more and more.

I saw that the old ghost's four-petaled lips suddenly opened outward, and his mouth made a strange sound of "quack-quack-quack", and the five demon dogs standing behind him rushed forward violently, this group of demon dogs was as strong as a tiger cow, and I only felt that the dirt slope under my feet rumbled and trembled, and this momentum really made people shudder.

The demon dog is getting closer and closer to the uncle, and it will pounce on the uncle in a moment, if it falls into this group of monsters, the uncle will be more than lucky. I frowned and stomped my feet in fright, when I heard a rustling sound in the old forest behind my uncle, and the sound suddenly became louder, like a gust of wind blowing from far and near, and the branches in the forest shook violently.

The demon dogs seemed to have been disturbed, and suddenly slowed down and stopped, looking at Lao Lin.

In the dense red pine forest, dozens of flower cats suddenly flew out like cannonballs, with different colors and colorful colors, like shooting out a kaleidoscope, colorful and gorgeous, in this vast black land, it was very dazzling. Cats are an incomprehensible animal, they are diverse and diverse, from the common American shorthair, Egyptian cat, Chinese raccoon cat, Pomira cat, to the rare Oriental cat, German curly cat, Abyssinian cat, etc., color, hair, ears, body shape and so on are different, but the whole body is red, shiny, even the eyes are glowing with blood red cat, but have never seen any historical records. Among these dozens of gorgeous flower cats, I recognized the red cat in the lead at a glance, so piercing and distinct.

The red cat roared, and this cry was exactly the same as the cat cry heard when the sunken body of his grandson was found under the crooked neck tree, and it was surprisingly thick. The red cat gave orders, the group of cats had no fear, and went straight to the demon dogs, between the lightning and flint, twenty or thirty civet cats and five huge vicious dogs like tigers and cows fought together, biting and wailing resounded through the world, blood and hair flew sideways, the dog barked mixed with the cat's roar, the scene was so tragic.

At this moment, the sky and the earth have already been clear, the rain is getting heavier, and the sky in the distance is gloomy, and there is no trace of life. The civet cat is agile and fast, and when he takes the opportunity, he jumps up and bites a bite or two on the demon dog, and then quickly jumps out of two or three feet away to find a new opportunity, although the demon dog is brave and strong, but he can't catch a civet cat, and there is no way to take this group of colorful little things. Each demon dog is surrounded by five or six civets, and cats and dogs are indistinguishable, which is clearly a war of attrition.

The old ghost had already been wet by the rain, and wisps of water kept dripping down his face with black hair, and the eyes hidden in the hairy face stared closely at the uncle down the slope like a dead man. The old ghost squatted slightly, and with a force on his legs, he jumped up violently, and went straight down the slope, this jump was five or six zhang away, and he flew in front of the uncle in the blink of an eye. The uncle calmly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, it was the peachwood scimitar, he held the scimitar tightly in his right hand, squatted slightly sideways, and made a posture of facing the battle. The old ghost jumped down, the impact was too strong, the uncle did not meet it head-on, and let the old ghost go with a sideways flash, and then turned his head and stabbed with a knife. The old ghost grinned, his four-petaled lips turned outward, and he couldn't tell whether he was laughing or angry, he dodged the scimitar and slammed his hands into the uncle's chest. The uncle was caught off guard and was punched heavily, but his right hand was still holding the scimitar and did not dare to fall, he knew that this was the life of the old ghost, and without the scimitar, there would be no last barrier.

Uncle and the old ghost you come and go, dozens of rounds do not distinguish between victory and defeat, the civet cat and the demon dog fight, this early spring slope, gradually covered with blood, I raised my head, suddenly found that the rain under the dome, like bright red blood water, crackled down.

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