I looked at the fat man and beat the drum in my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info doesn't know what to do.

Wu Zun saw that my expression was nervous, and seemed to realize something, and asked me in a low voice, "What's wrong?" I quickly waved my hand, motioned for him not to speak, and pointed my finger at the fat man and winked vigorously. Wu Zun looked at the fat man, and seemed to realize something, and his face instantly became serious.

I pulled out my compass and found that everything was normal, and it didn't look like it was in danger at all.

Just when I didn't know what to do, the fat man stood up first, first looked at me, and then at Wu Zun, without any expression on his face, and slowly walked towards Dongfang Yu lying on the other side of the tent.

However, he did not take two steps, and his body jerked towards the mountain road from which he came, and he ran as fast as he could. Wu Zun shouted, "Stop him." Before he could finish speaking, I jumped up from the ground, twisted my body in the air, crossed the campfire in front of me, and grabbed the fat man's feet and neck with both hands.

The fat man's body suddenly lost weightless, and the fat face instantly kissed the ground. I also fell to the ground, and the raised rocks on the ground clattered my stomach, and it hurt terribly. Even so, my hands still clung to the fat man's feet and neck, and no matter how hard he struggled, I wouldn't let go. I shouted, "Fatty, you're so badly evil!" ”

It's strange to say that the fat man fell so badly on the ground that he didn't have any reaction, as if he had lost his sense of pain. When the fat man was struggling, I seemed to see that the fat man's face was already painted, and his nose and mouth were all covered with blood, and it seemed that he had not been lightly knocked. Wu Zun ran over quickly, and his hand hit the fat man's neck. I thought that Wu Zun's blow would appear in the coma in the movie, but unfortunately I was disappointed.

After Wu Zun knocked down, the fat man not only did not fall into a coma, but struggled with greater strength. I yelled: "Wu Laodao, how good it would be for you to have this kung fu to trap his feet first." The fat man seemed to hear that I was going to tie him up, and turned his head to glare at me with a hideous expression. I scolded: "You pig Bajie, staring at Lao Tzu dry hair!" The fat man still didn't make any sound, and he grunted in place, and threw me out with his feet twisting my arms. I fell to the side with a thud, and my hand quickly grabbed a stone from the side and smashed it at the fat man: "I'll fuck you!" ”

The stone hit the fat man's back, and the fat man stagnated, still running towards the mountain road where he had come up. My eyes opened up to see something strange. Wu Zun's eyes widened when he saw me and shouted, "This is a puppet technique, the fat man has been manipulated." I quickly got up and chased after me, shouting, "How to solve it!" "It seems that I didn't have enough strength to knock on the position I just hit, so I just knocked on that place and knocked out."

I wanted to knock too, but the fat man was so flexible that I suspected that his fat was fake. The fat man reached the mountain pass in a few steps, and almost disappeared before my eyes. Just when I was anxious, a red whip slid past me, hooked the fat man's feet and neck, and pulled the fat man down twice at once.

I thought of something and shouted back: "Wu Laodao, be careful to adjust the tiger away from the mountain, I can handle the fat man." As I spoke, I jumped on the fat man's back and stretched out my slap to strike at the position of Wu Zun's strike. Before my hand fell, the fat man's big ass topped me, and he directly flipped me over, rolled on the spot, and began to run down the mountain path into the darkness below. I heard Wu Zun behind me groan, as if he was about to chase after him.

I was afraid that someone would really make a ghost, so an eagle turned over and shouted at Wu Zun: "You go to look at Dongfang Yu and be careful that you really want to turn the tiger away from the mountain." As he spoke, he picked up the red whip that had fallen to the ground, and chased him into the darkness under the mountain path.

The surface of the stone strips on the mountain path began to get wet, and it was a little slippery for your feet to step on. This proves that the temperature of the air has dropped to the lowest point of the day and that it has passed the sub-hour.

I jumped down as fast as I could, staring at the point of the compass. Ever since the fat man disappeared into the darkness of the mountain road, the compass had a subtle reaction, and the pointer swayed slightly, pointing to the darkness ahead. The fat man ran so fast that I couldn't even hear a sound after a few steps after chasing him. I don't know how long I've been down, but my strength is starting to run out anyway. The flashlight in my hand has begun to run out of power, and the aperture has become very dim, as if it is about to go out.

I looked at a few drops of blood on a mountain road stone and gasped and scolded: "This fat ball has fallen like this, and it can still run so fast, Nima, don't chase it, change the battery of the flashlight first." I pulled out a cold firework and wiped it, lighting myself up as I pulled out a spare battery to replace the flashlight.

Maybe he was tired, his hands shook vigorously, the battery side was not inserted, and his hand slipped and fell on the stone. The battery bounced twice, and rolled down with a grunt. I cursed, it's really unlucky to drink cold water and stuff your teeth, and the battery is against me. I was irritable in my heart, and threw the flashlight in my hand downward: "Nima." I don't need you anymore. ”

I took out three or four flashlights from my backpack and put them on my waist and shouted at the bottom of the mountain: "Fatty, Nima, if you mess around again, Lao Tzu will tear down your Wang family into a toilet when you go back." "No one answered me down the hill, only an empty response floated back. I was so angry by the echo that I had nowhere to spill, so I could only helplessly turn on a flashlight and walk down the traces of blood beads on the mountain road.

But I hadn't taken two steps, and in the dense forest next to the mountain road on the right, a bobcat with green eyes suddenly appeared. The bobcat jumped right on my back, its sharp claws piercing my clothes, its sharp nails almost digging into my flesh. When I came down, my eyes were closed, and I didn't notice this thing at all, and I reached out and was grabbed backwards, but I didn't stand firm on my feet, and I just tilted my body, screamed and rolled down.

My head, shoulders, arms, and thighs hit the hard stone almost in order, and the pain was not to mention, but the dizziness caused by the impact alone was enough for me to bear. I don't know how many meters I rolled, but I knew that something hard seemed to be hooking the belt on my waist. I jerked and slammed into the trunk of a large tree.

I spit out my breath at once, and as soon as my throat and eyes were salty, a mouthful of blood flowed down the gap in my mouth. Nima's, why is it that I get hurt every time I come out. I almost fainted, my eyes were dizzy, and my head was full of buzzing ringing in my ears. I struggled to get up, sat on the ground and leaned against the tree behind me, gasping violently. I barely reached out and touched the flashlight from my waist, but there was nothing on my waist except a short knife and a few cold fireworks.

I was in a hurry when I came down, and I didn't carry a backpack, only Wu Zun's red whip was trapped on my belt. I felt a lot of fire in my heart, and with the pain all over my body, I fainted quickly.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I opened my eyes, it was already Big Brother Sun at work. The chest is no longer stuffy or painful, the mouth is so salty, and it seems that there is still blood stuck in the throat. In addition to these, his arms and thighs are terrible sore, and the upper right side of his head seems to be swollen with a large bag.

I scrambled to my feet and looked around at the tree. The big tree I was holding on to was a wild artemisia, which seemed to be old, and the trunk was full of small vines and trumpet flowers. I took two tentative steps and found that I was on my left the trail. I looked at the watch on my wrist that was still intact, and it was almost noon.

"Ahem, strange, didn't you climb the mountain today? Why didn't anyone find me in the morning? "I limped up the stone stairs of the mountain road and looked down the mountain. Not only that, Wu Zun didn't come to me, and this side is not too far from the top of the mountain. From my vantage point, I could also see some trees and birds flying on the top of the mountain.

"This is? Lao Tzu's kettle? "As soon as I walked to the side, I found my kettle, lying quietly on the stone staircase a few meters down from me. I staggered down and sat down the stone stairs and grabbed the life-saving kettle. The kettle is steel, and it is a military kettle that Liu Xuan'er bought for me. But at this time, the cylinder was already covered with scratches and potholes, and it seemed that the impact was not light.

The spout of the kettle has been deformed, and the water inside is almost half leaking. I reluctantly unscrewed the lid of the pot, took a small sip and rinsed my throat, and swallowed the water inside. I smiled wryly and threw the pot aside, looked up and laughed wildly: "Hahaha, Lao Tzu is the weakest person in the world." ”

The heart is turbulent, although the water is much better to drink, but the mood is still very irritable. I don't know why the lighter and cigarette in my pocket didn't fly off, anyway, it's already like this, and I'm not afraid of smoking tuberculosis, so I simply take out one and put it in my mouth.

I sat on the trail smoking a cigarette and looked around looking around to find something to use. To my relief, not far from my right, lay the crushed corpse of a bobcat. As soon as I saw this thing, it became angry. Regardless of whether his body was uncomfortable or not, he rushed over and stretched out his big feet in hiking boots, and stepped on the bobcat's completely dead head again and again.

(To be continued.) ）