The fat man spat out a mouthful of old phlegm and said, "It's really unlucky, sure enough, the corpse liquid can't be touched." After grabbing the military thorn and posing in a battle posture, Li Xinwen patted the little monkey and said, "Don't be nervous, although these zongzi look disgusting, the corpse is not completely transformed, and it is not difficult to deal with." The three of us worked together back to back, one in one direction, rushed out, and there was still a good chance of getting out of here. ”

Hearing Li Xinwen's words, the little monkey's nervous mood calmed down a little, and he nodded to show that he understood. So he quickly stood up, Li Xinwen seemed to have eyes behind her, and as soon as the three of them stood up, they gave orders: "Don't ink, let's rush out immediately." I'm in the front, and you're in the back. ”

The fat man and the little monkey hummed heavily when they heard this, and they agreed. Li Xinwen inserted another bayonet into the burning torch, burning the blade red. On tiptoe, his body rushed towards the five or six wet corpse dumplings that blocked the road at the front.

In the process of accelerating, with a flick of his hand, the flame that was originally pierced on the saber was thrown out. Li Xinwen was holding a red saber in each hand, and her momentum was amazing. The fireball quickly and impartially smashed on the first wet corpse Zongzi, and Zongzi let out a wail.

A large piece was blackened by the flames, and with this wail, the wet corpse dumpling flicked its claws. smashed the fire, and the flames smashed towards the other wet corpse dumplings behind him like scattered flowers. These wet corpse dumplings have a natural fear of flames, and even the sporadic flames are enough to make them messy.

Seeing this situation, Li Xinwen's eyes narrowed slightly, and she knew in her heart that this was her best opportunity. The legs exerted force again, and the whole person jumped in a small step, speeding up again, and rushed to these wet corpse dumplings almost in the blink of an eye. With his head raised slightly, he just glanced at it and immediately made a move.

From the bottom to the top, the red thorn was inserted into the neck of the wet corpse dumpling at an oblique angle. Although zongzi is immortal, it is not without weaknesses, and it is inevitable to encounter zongzi when you go to the ground all year round. Therefore, a good tomb robber like Li Xinwen still has a certain amount of research on the weaknesses of zongzi.

There are many reasons for the different corpses buried, the different acupuncture points, and the different ages when they were buried in the soil. There are also many types of formation, some home remedies, such as black dog blood, black donkey hooves, these things are useful for some zongzi, and they have little effect on some zongzi that are partial or the corpse is more serious.

But zongzi is always a person, and the weakness of people is the weakness of zongzi. Attacking some weak parts, although it can't kill the zongzi, can make these zongzi quickly lose their ability to resist. Li Xinwen saw this, so she started quickly and ruthlessly.

This speed is actually much faster than the wet corpse zongzi, and with the naked eye, it is an afterimage and a beam of red light, followed by a wail of the wet corpse zongzi, and the sound of falling to the ground. Li Xinwen succeeded in one blow, did not rush forward, quickly retreated, and soon returned to the little monkey and the fat man.

The little monkey looked at Li Xinwen's chic appearance and applauded: "The eldest sister is so good, she is handsome." Li Xinwen glanced down at the military thorn she had just used, and her brows furrowed slightly. I saw that the military thorn that pierced into the neck of the wet corpse dumpling had been cooled by the corpse liquid at this moment.

At this moment, the sound of sizzling barbecue continued to emanate from the blade, and a foul-smelling black smoke came out. At this moment, the blade has been completely enveloped in a layer of black liquid, as if it has been stirred in the viscous asphalt, and there is an indescribable feeling of nausea.

Li Xinwen immediately spoke: "Little monkey, you are responsible for helping to roast the Red Army thorns, the corpse liquid of these wet corpses is more powerful than imagined, be careful when handling it, don't get contaminated with it." With that, he took another red-hot thorn from the little monkey's hand, and rushed out with a brisk step.

The little monkey also took the thorn wrapped in corpse liquid in Li Xinwen's hand, shook it a few times, and found that the corpse liquid was too viscous and difficult to shake off. Placed under the fire to roast, the corpse liquid soon bubbled, and the stench of black smoke came to the nose again. If it weren't for the little monkey who had been hungry for two days and hadn't eaten, it is estimated that all those who survived in his stomach would have been smoked and vomited out by this disgusting smell.

The little monkey retched twice, feeling that the whole person was not good, what kind of division of labor is this, if he had known that this would be the case, it would be better to go forward and kill the zongzi himself. Thinking of this, the little monkey pinched his nose and roasted the thorns, looked up at Li Xinwen's location, and saw that this time Li Xinwen was not as chic as the last time.

Without the compulsion of the fireball, the wet corpse dumplings are more ferocious, although Li Xinwen is skilled, but in the face of such a surroundment, it is difficult to settle these wet corpse dumplings in a short time. Seeing this, the little monkey patted his head, yes. Li Xinwen, like herself, hadn't eaten for two days, and her body was already sore.

The little monkey knew that Li Xinwen couldn't hold on for long like this, and he was very anxious. shouted to the fat man behind him: "Fat brother, go up and help the eldest sister first, she can't last long alone." But the fat man didn't react at all.

Still standing motionless behind him, the little monkey thought that the fat man was timid, and deliberately pretended not to hear. So he screamed twice, but the fat man still stood motionless, and the little monkey felt that something seemed to be a little wrong. So he pushed the fat man with his elbow, who knew that it was such a top, and the fat man's bloated body actually fell.

When the little monkey saw this, he wanted to reach out to help him, but it was too late, so he could only watch the fat man fall to the ground. Seeing the fat man fall to the ground like a free fall, he didn't struggle at all halfway, and the little monkey secretly said bad in his heart. In such a sudden situation, there is only one possibility that the fat man has an accident.

The little monkey hurriedly squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned the fat man over, and then looked at the fat man's face. The fat man was twitching slightly, foaming at the mouth, his eyes were black, and he looked like he was poisoned, and he was about to die. Seeing this, the little monkey was shocked and wanted to ask Li Xinwen.

But at this time, Li Xinwen Shuai first opened her mouth and called: "Little monkey, hurry up and throw the burned military thorn over." The little monkey said anxiously: "Big sister, fat brother, he is poisoned, it's about to die, come and take a look." Li Xinwen was under attack at the moment, and there was no way to get out.

When the little monkey was roasting the army thorns, she had already double-stabbed them and overturned a wet corpse dumpling. At present, the two military thorns in his hands are stained with inky black corpse fluid, and it is difficult to cause fatal damage to other wet corpse dumplings. After all, zongzi is not a person, and even if you use profit to pierce the vital parts, you may not die, but if you use a red-hot blade, the situation is completely different.

Zongzi are all feminine ghosts, and they are especially afraid of masculine things like fire, so the red-hot blade often has a miraculous effect on zongzi. Now that there is no such weapon to deal with wet corpse dumplings, it is even worse. After dodging the claws of the wet corpse dumplings, Li Xinwen was also a little angry by the little monkey's grinding and chirping behavior.

So he said impatiently: "I don't have time to care if he lives or dies now, you can quickly stab me first." The little monkey was already at a loss, but now that he was urged by Li Xinwen, somehow the evil fire rose in his heart. The little monkey is an emotional person, and he listens to the words that he has to care about the life and death of his partner.

A rebellious aura rose in his heart, and he snorted coldly: "The fat brother is like this, you don't have time to care about him, and I don't have time to care about you." After that, he looked at the red military thorn that had been burned in his hand, and gritted his teeth, and the little monkey actually stuck the military thorn on the ground.

Li Xinwen saw the little monkey's attitude and knew that it was useless to talk more, so she didn't speak. She was also holding her breath, a breath of recklessness, if she had encountered this situation in the past, Li Xinwen would definitely find a way to get out, and now she actually stopped the trend of fighting and retreating.

began to fight back desperately, and the little monkey heard the sound of fighting in his ears more intensively. At this time, the little monkey was much calmer, and looking at the white smoke of the military thorn on the ground, the little monkey began to realize that his approach was too extreme.

Without further thought, the little monkey stretched out his hand to pull out the thorn. At this moment, the weak moan sounded again, and this voice seemed to have magical power, and it rushed into the little monkey's ears, and then began to echo in the little monkey's mind. The evil fire that the little monkey had just suppressed was provoked by this sound and sprang up again.

The hand that was going to catch the thorn actually stopped in mid-air, and although the little monkey was extremely irritated by this voice, he was not a fool. The little monkey realized that something was wrong with the sound, but before he could figure out what was wrong.

The fat man, who had fallen to the ground motionless, suddenly roared and struggled to sit up. The little monkey thought that the fat man was fine, and he was overjoyed and wanted to come forward to help. But after a closer look, the fat man's face and expression in front of him seemed to be wrong.

The big fat face that was originally smiling, at this moment, the green tendons burst out, and the boss with his mouth open, saliva flowed out to the corners of his mouth drop by drop. His hands grabbed wildly, grabbed at his clothes, and suddenly roared. The fat man ripped the clothes on his body, revealing his big belly.

The little monkey was surprised to find that the fat man was covered with blue and purple spots. This kind of spotted little monkey is not unfamiliar at all, this is only a corpse, corpse spots. Could it be that the fat man is dead, and the little monkey feels sad when he thinks of this.

He still likes the fat man very much, and besides, he has a little revolutionary friendship along the way, and now the fat man died in front of him in such an unknown way. How to make the little monkey not sad, thinking about the bits and pieces of his mouth with the fat man, the corners of the little monkey's eyes moistened.

Feeling the waterline on his face, the little monkey knew that he was in tears. But a manly man, if there are tears, he will not flick them, and even if he is sad, he must learn to hide them deeply. So the little monkey stretched out his hand and tried to wipe away his tears with his sleeve. Soon the blurred vision became clear again, and the little monkey looked at the fat man again, and suddenly felt that something seemed to have changed from just now. (To be continued.) )