Chapter Twenty-Three: Continuing on the Road

(It's too late, and we'll continue tomorrow.) Anyway, the name of this chapter is really hard to think of, if I can't think of it, then the next chapter will be written directly "Still on the Road")

As soon as this conclusion came out, I was stunned for a moment. As far as I know, there is absolutely no such thing as the strongest creature in this world. Even humans at the top of the food chain have natural predators. It's just that in the long river of April, human beings have slowly built a shelter that can live in peace. Like this bug in front of me, if nothing else, it's just this size. Even if I were to come, I would be able to stomp it flat with one foot. How can it be that there is such an invincible existence?

The fat man didn't pay attention to what I was thinking, but looked at the bug intently. The little wooden stick in the fat man's hand had been gnawed by the insects when I was stunned.

"What the hell" The fat man held back for a long time and said a sentence, "It's fierce"

"Nonsense," I said, "can this drill into a body when she sees someone?" ”

As he spoke, the sky in the distance was already bright. I got up from the ground and looked down at the cliff, and saw that the black fog below had somehow dispersed without a trace. I looked at the fat man and saw that although he hadn't slept all night, he didn't look tired at all. But think about it. Being tossed like this in the middle of the night, coupled with the fact that I cut off a piece of flesh from his body with a knife just now, the pain was enough to stimulate him to sleep.

The fat man noticed that it was also dawning, so he turned off the searchlight on his head. Then he pulled out his dagger and cut it at the head of the worm on the ground. But when I went down the first time, I found that I didn't cut in, but left a gray-white scratch on the insect's head. The fat man was also a little surprised, and just wanted to increase the force in his hand to press it hard, but suddenly stopped. Blinking and thinking about it, I pulled my knife out of the ground, and the worm was also strung on the tip of the knife, and the countless slender feet were still waving in the air.

The fat man picked up the stick and walked to the edge of the cliff and slammed it at the blade. The insect was immediately swept out and fell directly under the suspension.

The fat man raised his hand to pat it, but found that the action involved the wound. He grinned in pain.

"Gone." I picked up my backpack on the ground, "Fuck, I have to get out of this place today." ――There is a resurrection of the dead in the middle of the night, what is going on? ”

When I first talked about the resurrection of the dead, the fat man's body trembled as he crouched on the ground and packed up his backpack. I thought that terrible bug had appeared in his bag again, and rushed to it. But when I got to him, I found that he was typing something on the notepad of his mobile phone. After a while, the fat man showed it to me. I took my phone.

"What dead people do you think are the ghosts of these bugs?"

I was stunned for a moment, thinking about it in my head, but I didn't think of any connection that would connect the resurrection of the dead to the bugs. shook his head and said, "It's not a science fiction movie, it's not so scary." ”

The fat man also shook his head, took the phone back and typed again: "After the bug got into my body, it didn't drill deeper, but kept going up." As he spoke, the fat man nodded his head.

When I was reminded by the fat man, I remembered it instantly. Just yesterday, when I entered the canyon, I met a group of dead people with a red dot on the back of their necks that resembled a pinprick.

"Could it be that this worm is all about burrowing into the heads of dead people and controlling them?" I was taken aback.

The fat man nodded, and handed over the phone again: "But it shouldn't be drilled into the brain." It should be near the spine. ”

"There were more than twenty dead people we saw yesterday! And there's a red dot on the back of everyone's neck -- isn't there a horrible bug on every dead person? ”

The fat man shrugged: "You don't count the dead people you met last night. ”

I was stunned for a moment, and I thought back a little about the number of dead people who surrounded us last night, and suddenly a cold sweat fell. I looked at it last night, but there were at least fifty of them. And I don't know how many I haven't seen. Moreover, the presence of so many bugs at the same time means that these bugs do not live alone.

Living in groups, thinking of that bug just now made me and you choke enough. If a group of people comes, a small team is enough. What is it like? Boss, not salty enough, add some salt?

The fat man clearly realized this before I did, and quickly packed his backpack and headed down the cliff.

When we got back to where we had camped last night, I found that all the bodies from last night were gone. If I hadn't been involved in the fight last night, and there were still traces of the fight on the ground. I can't even confirm everything that happened last night.

The fat man checked the ground, then looked up at the bushes in front of him: "It's all going that way." ”

"Then let's avoid them." I glanced at where the fat man was pointing and said.

The fat man shook his head again and showed me the map. Although I didn't understand it very well, the fat man explained it to me. Roughly speaking, the direction in which these bugs are going is the route we are heading.

"Can't you take a detour?" I asked.

"Would you like to go back and get the insecticide or fire extinguisher now?" The fat man rolled his eyes, "Sister Qing, they have been taken away for so long, maybe they have all found the entrance to the ancient cemetery palace by now." If you continue to be so indecisive, will you wait for your uncle to tell you the answer after he comes out? ”

I was blushed by the fat man's cheeks. Indeed, I don't use my mind much since I had fat people around. If there is a lag or even a fat man, I will do whatever I say, and I have no opinion of my own at all. Thinking about it, I gritted my teeth: "Surname, go this way." ”

The fat man nodded and took the phone back. Then he began to hurry.

According to the map, the approximate location of the tomb should be in the middle of the canyon. And the fat man and I are now less than a fifth of the way into the canyon. That means we have to be very fast. You may even have to sacrifice a little rest time to get on the road. Be sure to go in before they enter the tomb.

I won't describe the remaining days into too much. During this period, except for the fact that Le encountered that kind of particularly arrogant bug again, there was no big problem. And that bug was also solved by me and the fat man. But if there is anything wrong, it is that the mosquitoes in this canyon are too poisonous and ferocious. Almost every good part of the skin that the fat man and I were exposed to was a red bag. But thankfully, my throat and the fat man's throat are gradually getting better in the past few days. At least the fat man can already speak.