Qian Nose and I are stupid.

What is this? Nakshatra?

Under the reflection of the firelight, the head of this thing looked bloody, the blood vessels and eyes were exposed, the mouth was protruding, and the two eyes reflected the glimmer of the fire fold, which looked like the legendary blood corpse.

But the blood corpse should also be a human being, and the head of this thing has long been out of the category of human beings, and the two ears are on the upper side, which is more like the Yaksha ghost depicted on the murals of the Buddha Hall!

Yaksha is a transliteration of Sanskrit, which means "quick ghost" and "able to bite ghosts".

According to Buddhist scriptures, the Yaksha is one of the eight gods of the Heavenly Dragon, and is a dependant of the King of Bishamen along with the Rakshasas.

They live on the ground or in the air, and they are fierce, swift, and formidable in appearance; The mother is poor and the father is rich, so she was born with a dual personality, both eating people and protecting the Dharma, and is a ghost in the underworld in folklore, with a red body and a hideous appearance.

Isn't this man-eating hell hungry ghost the hellish demon who guards the courtyard?

Xiaoxiong, the difference from the general is that at the critical moment, he is not only ruthless to others, but also to himself, Wei Cripple is such a person.

Between the lightning and the fire, as soon as he shook the fire fold in his hand, the person rolled diagonally.

The fire fold is tilted forward, and the body rolls diagonally to the side, this series of movements is well thought out.

The direction in which he rolled was a corner, and if the Yaksha had come with a jade coffin on his back, there was a fifty percent chance that he would have shrunk in the corner and be safe.

But if you throw the fire fold behind you now, the monster will die! However, if you light a human-shaped candle behind you, the probability of being affected is too great.

All these judgments are almost as swift as a conditioned reflex.

The fire folded in the air, like a cigarette butt popping out, swirling in the air and shooting at me.

Darkness reigned around us, and our vision became blurry again.

Darkness is too terrifying for people, it represents the infinite unknown, the limitation of vision, and almost cuts off most of the contact between people and the outside world.

That's too passive for us!

However, at the moment, I have no other choice, I subconsciously take the fire fold, in my opinion, it is much better to die with my eyes open than to die in vain.

The gap between reality and ideals is so great that the idea of reaching out to catch the fire fold has proven to be too stupid. I was so hot that I almost threw the fire fold out again, but when people reached a critical moment, there was such a ruthlessness, I thought, even if it was a coal, I would reach out and catch it!

However, just as I caught the fire fold, a strong wind brushed my ears and slashed through it.

Immediately afterward, an imperceptible fishy wind rushed towards me.

The back of my head tingled, and I knew immediately that the monster was coming at me in the darkness.

I subconsciously swept the burned torch in my hand, and I felt as if the stick had hit something!

Zila!

With the sound of a teppanyaki barbecue, a strong smell of burnt smell came from the monster's body.

It stinks, and I can guarantee that if I were given a second sniff, I would definitely vomit out everything I ate last night.

I obviously didn't get a chance to smell it again, though, because almost as soon as I smelled it, I felt like my whole body was being pushed out with a force.

The power was so great that it knocked me into the long way of the road, fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

I felt like I had been hit by a truck, and I fell to the ground and climbed a few times before I got up.

In the distance, the monster was still screaming frantically, and I remembered that my torch was burned out, but the handle of the torch was a rebar pipe, which was burned by dragon oil, and the temperature must have been ridiculously high.

By this mistake, he actually burned the monster crazy.

I got out of the way, and the fire fold I was holding in my hand didn't fly out.

"Xiaoliang! Fast! ”

A terrifying roar echoed back and forth in the cave, and then Qian Nose was heard scolding in horror.

I was so desperate that I could barely get the courage to run back when I heard the roar of the monster.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in my head, and I remembered that there was still dragon oil in my backpack!

Suddenly feeling like being amnestied, I hurriedly rummaged through my backpack.

The dragon oil had been in the side pocket of the school bag, and now I reached out and pulled it out.

My hands trembled a little, and in a panic, I poured a bottle of dragon oil on the torch, and the torch that had not been dissipated was broken a little with the fire, and the flame that re-ignited was so terrifying that it almost burned my hair.

The fire was burning violently, and the range of light was much wider.

I saw the full appearance of the Yaksha, a bear-headed man, but it seemed to be the same as the bear's head, skinned to reveal crimson muscles.

The monster was lying on Qian Nose's body, and when he saw that he was about to be bitten through the neck, he felt the light of the fire, and suddenly stopped his movements, turned his head and showed a hideous face, and rushed towards me instead.

I knew I couldn't outrun the monster, so I put my backpack on my chest as a shield and grabbed the torch in a defensive position with both hands.

Yaksha is brutal by nature and extremely sensitive to light, and now that I am holding such a bright torch, I naturally attract it.

It was not lightly hit by it just now, but at this moment, seeing it pounce, an inexplicable fire rose in his chest, and he rounded the torch and smashed it towards Yaksha's body.

The torch flicked in the air, and because of the fierce burning of oxygen, it changed into a faint blue flame, and the bear seemed to be quite taboo about the flame, and even jumped up and kicked the tomb wall in the air, and moved sideways to avoid the radius of the torch, and swooped down on me.

I couldn't reach it, and it knocked me to the ground, and I threw the torch out.

If this had been left for the first two days, I would have been caught a long time ago, and maybe even lay here obediently waiting to die.

But after these two days, I clearly know that lying here and waiting for death may not be so happy! Although this thing is terrifying, it is still far worse than those Northeast witches with the same hair, and compared to the freshwater piranha of unknown species.

It swooped down on me from the air, barely smashing my back to the air, its sharp claws scratching at my backpack.

This is a military canvas bag! Even if you use a dagger, you may not be able to cut it, but when it is torn like this, it is like paper paste, and the contents are cut to the ground by it.

I was so scared that I was lucky. Damn, if I hadn't put my backpack on the front just now, it would have been my guts that had been cut off the ground!

I kicked and scratched on the ground, and by the light of the torch that had not yet been extinguished on the ground, I saw the bottle of wind oil essence at hand.

I had nothing else at hand but this, and my heart said, "It's you!" ”

Grab it and smash it at Yaksha's head.

The Yaksha grabbed me for a long time and saw that I was not dead, and was about to reach out and bite my head, but I smashed it like this, and I bit the cool oil in one bite.

The glass slag was mixed with a bottle full of cool oil, and it was as if a handful of coarse salt grains had been sprinkled on the wound, and the painful Yaksha jumped out backwards as soon as he kicked the ground.

The whole body rolled wildly on the ground in a strange posture, looking like a fresco's broken tail.

I crawled towards the torch, and just as my hands were about to catch the torch, something suddenly grabbed my legs, and my whole body was dragged backwards.

I twisted my body strongly, and my legs curled like twisted flowers, and I saw that the blood vessels on the Yaksha's face were all bulging, and the saliva in my mouth couldn't stop dripping out.

The Yaksha was clearly angry and stuck out his tongue and licked it directly at my head.

I tilted my head, and all I heard in my ears was the strange sound of a grinding wheel scraping against the ground, almost scraping up a layer of ground.

"Be careful! This thing's tongue is full of barbs like a blind bear, and a single lick can roll off a layer of flesh! ”

I smiled bitterly in my heart, you have a big nose with money, you are really good at being an afterthought, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's quick reaction, half of his head would have been licked off.

The fishy saliva mixed with the cool oil dripped down my face, and I looked at the ugly face of the Yaksha and said to myself, "Oh no! Next time, how can I hide ......?"

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