He stepped back a distance, he wasn't sure if the people who came in knew him, he couldn't tell by the sound alone, he was scared half to death with a squeak, he stepped on the tail of a mouse, he looked behind him, and two or three mice stood here like people, their noses constantly sniffing him.

"Damn, these rats are not afraid of people, and they still have a tendency to attack?" He saw that the rats had fierce eyes, their long rat teeth like the fangs of zombies, and their small eyes widened.

He didn't care about these rats, he was concerned about who the people who came down, he watched the light get closer and closer to the ground, he was scared and numb as soon as the light shone past, and what came down was a bloody corpse, red all over, and the eyes of the two worlds were waiting for him with a ruby light.

His blood-red fangs were exposed, his mouth was dripping with mucus, and the bones on his cheeks were hanging from a few pieces of flesh, and he looked like he had flown down, his feet not touching the ground.

He turned his head and ran, he would definitely not be able to fight when he encountered a bloody corpse, as soon as he ran, the rats on the ground also followed him, and kept making squeaking sounds, I don't know where a few rats ran out of his way, so he wouldn't put these rats in his eyes.

But the rat that was blocking him attacked, and with a single bullet, opened its mouth like it bit down on his crotch, "Fuck you." ”

Long Mo kicked the rat that pounced on him like a football, and the other rats jumped on him, opened his mouth and bit it, he grabbed the rat and threw it to the ground, and when he looked back, the blood corpse also touched it, but the way the blood corpse ran over she was very strange.

No matter how strange it is, it's always a deadly thing, and the passage carved out of this stone is getting bigger and bigger, but there is a smell that makes people suffocate when they smell it, and every breath makes the stomach tumble over the sea.

A voice came from behind, "Who's in front, wait for me, there are so many big rats here, fuck it." ”

"Fuck, the blood corpse can also speak human language, he should be talking about corpses, why is this voice so similar to the voice of a fat man?" He thought he had seen it wrong, and looked back again, what kind of fat man was there, it was clearly the blood corpse chasing after him, "Could it be that the blood corpse ate the fat man and can speak?" Fuck. ”

He felt something jump into his trousers, and when he looked down, there was a tail exposed, and he pinched the trouser tube, grabbed the tail, and the rat bigger than his fist squeaked in his hand, and this time he saw clearly what the rat was like, and this rat was different from ordinary mice.

The eyes of this mouse are green, the ears are almost invisible, and it has sharp claws, longer and sharper than the cat's claws, and when it pierces the skin, it is a blood-red mouth, and he slams the mouse to the ground, and the mouse only writhes twice on the ground, and attacks him crookedly.

"Oh fuck, I don't want to run?" He felt a different atmosphere, these rats are all fierce, not afraid of humans, this is still a small number of mice, if there are a large number of mice, they will eat people like corpse mantises and have nothing left, the chill rises, these rats are so difficult, he has a very bad premonition.

The blood corpse that caught up behind was panting, Long Mo didn't care so much at all, there were blood corpses in the back, and there were these difficult rats around, he was a little overwhelmed.

"Are you Long Mo? You wait for Lao Tzu to die, I'm afraid that the fat man will fucking eat people? ”

"It's really a fat man's voice." He was a little excited, but it was obviously a bloody corpse that was still dripping with red liquid.

"Who the hell are you?" He simply stopped running, took out the folding shovel from his backpack, the hammer was gone, now there was only a folding shovel and a cross pick, Thaksin regretted that he didn't look for Hu Biao's gun just now, if there was a gun, he would have a better chance of winning.

When the bloody corpse got closer, he found that the feet of the bloody corpse were about twenty centimeters from the ground, and the soles of the feet were very large, twice as large as ordinary people.

The head of the bloody corpse was also twisted to the side, like a child falling asleep on his father's back, and the head of the bloody corpse moved and leaned back, and the blood-red head suddenly hung on its back, which was obviously broken.

The fat thief raised his head slipperily, and his whole body was full of red liquid flowing from the bloody corpse, and the whole body was red and fat like braised pork, "Fat man, why the fuck are you carrying a bloody corpse, do you know that if Lao Tzu has a gun, he will shoot you with a fucking jump, do you believe it?" ”

"Lao Tzu can't help it, this bloody corpse doesn't say it's my father, no, it doesn't mean that I'm his father, I want to carry it alive or dead, what the hell can I do?"

As soon as Long Mo heard it, he knew that the fat man was lying again, the blood corpse was inhumane, how could he say that someone else was his father? The only possibility is that the fat man solves this bloody corpse, as for why he is carrying the bloody corpse?

"Don't talk nonsense, why didn't he say you were his grandfather? This bloody corpse outlived your grandmother. ”

"Alas, why am I so pitiful, what can I do, at that time, this bloody corpse chased me like chasing a big girl, his eyes were red and glowing, like a pervert, and in the end he had to carry him on his back."

Long Mo felt that he couldn't see through the fat man more and more, the blood corpse could be solved, and the appearance of the blood corpse was that the head was twisted off and the cervical vertebrae were broken.

The fat man's bloody corpse was put down, wiped the sweat on his head, and revealed a swarthy face, "Damn, I'm stained with corpse gas, otherwise I would have died in the water ghost, or brother, you are powerful, you can walk down empty-handed, I can't catch up with the fat man." ”

Only then did Long Mo know why the fat man had to carry the blood corpse on his back after killing the blood corpse, and it turned out that he would avoid the things in the tomb for the sake of his own corpse qi, "I am powerful there, if there was no Hu Biao, I would have died a long time ago." ”

The fat man looked at Long Mo in disbelief, wasn't Hu Biao killed by a blood corpse? How could he go down to Long Mo again, Long Mo told how he met Hu Biao from beginning to end, and added his own inference.

"Wait, you're saying Hu Biao is a monster who has lived for hundreds of years? Looking for the right human skin in an ancient tomb all your life? So he found this ancient tomb, damn it, he actually deceived Lao Tzu, what about others, even if he is a god, Lao Tzu has to find him desperately. ”

"Didn't you see him when you came down? He was lying not far from the machine, and he was dying. ”

"Damn, there's a floating human skin on it, and you can't see anything."

What, Hu Biao actually disappeared? Long Mo felt very uneasy in his heart, Hu Biao's life has always been a variable, he regretted not killing Hu Biao, now that Hu Biao has disappeared, if he succeeds in changing his skin, he will become another person, and then he will not know that he is Hu Biao, so the threat to them is even greater.