What's going on? Could it be that your foot is slipping?

The monkey looked worriedly at him and then at me. I continued to shout, "Dead fat, run!" ”

Hearing my voice, the fat man raised his head with difficulty to look this way, and stretched out his right hand, "Something is wrong!" "Just as the monkey and I were about to rush in and forcibly pull the fat man out, the 'boom boom' sound struck like thunder and lightning, and the earth walls on both sides fell one after another, and the thick layer of earth above the head rushed down like a waterfall, almost in the blink of an eye, the ghost-faced spider and the fat man on its back were all covered tightly by the soil.

The monkey and I watched the fat man being buried deeply, and the fear in my heart rushed into the center of the brain against the blood flow, unable to think, unable to move, and could only stand in a daze.

"Fuck, mosquitoes, monkeys, go dig out the fat guy. When the is it, why are you still in a daze! When the big head heard the sound of collapse, he turned his head and saw me and the monkey standing in a daze, and immediately roared.

After knowing each other for so long, it was the first time I heard the big head scolding, but Masashi woke me up because of this scolding, and as soon as I realized what was wrong, I and the monkey immediately ran wildly to the mound that had stopped collapsing.

"Ahh The big head shouted at us in distraction, leaking a hole to the ghost-faced spider, and landed a tentacle through the big head's shoulder. When I heard the cry, I hurried back to help him.

"Don't come here, dig quickly, if it drags on for a long time, the fat man will really not work." The voice of the big head was mixed with the terrible pain and the deep anxiety for the fat man.

At this time, he changed from the appearance of a scholar in the past, and his right hand suddenly grasped the tentacle that pierced his shoulder, and with a fierce force, he snapped the long tentacle at the waist, and still held the part connected to the ghost-faced spider in his hand.

The big spider wants to retreat when it hurts.

Zhang Yao next to him seized the opportunity, jumped up in the air, bent his right leg to ninety degrees, tilted his body, and smashed his knee into the spider, with a huge blow weighing a thousand catties, and immediately pressed it to the ground.

The smoker seized the opportunity to leap forward, and four or five pieces of ignited gunpowder were stuffed into its big mouth, and Taro stepped forward with an industrial nylon rope in his hand, and wrapped around its mouth for a while, so that it could not open its mouth and spit it out, so that it had to let the gunpowder run down its throat and into its abdomen.

Several muffled sounds exploded in the stomach of the ghost-faced spider.

Zhang Yao stopped his attack and jumped down.

Finally, it stopped moving.

And the monkey and I really didn't expect that the collapsed soil would accumulate so thickly between the lightning and flint, and the two sapper shovels fought for a long time like a whirlwind, but they still couldn't see the fat man.

"Quick, go dig up the fat man!" Seeing the end of the battle, the big head nerve relaxed, the pain of the shoulder piercing stimulated its whole body, its legs could not be strengthened, and it knelt down softly, but it still remembered to call the rest of the people to come and help.

The smoker and the taro joined in with a sapper shovel in their hands, Zhang Wei was lying on the side, unable to move, Zhang Yao was able to move, but he only heard him shouting, "My hands, my hands can't use a little strength." ”

After the four men dug desperately, I finally saw the arm that the fat man stretched out before he was buried.

"Dig, dig." I shouted excitedly, "Get rid of the dirt out of here, quick, quick." ”

After a while, half of the fat man's body appeared, and the four of them pulled it out of the dirt with a sudden force and put it on the ground to the side.

The fat man's face was pale, his eyes were closed to us, and the monkey was so anxious that he was about to cry, and muttered in a dumb voice, "It can't be death." ”

The taro knelt on the ground, put his hand in front of the fat man's nose, and shouted happily, "There is still gas, there is still gas." Immediately, he pressed his chest with his hands together, two or three times, and after pressing more than a dozen times in a row, he heard the fat man's rapid cough. Water, water! ”

The smoker hurriedly handed the kettle over, and the fat man grabbed a burst of pours before he was completely alive.

Seeing that the fat man was fine, Taro immediately got up and ran to the big head, and I followed, leaving the monkey and the smoker to take care of him.

The big head ripped a piece of cloth off his clothes, stuffed it into his mouth, gritted his teeth and grabbed the crack with a cold snort, and pulled it out violently. Heart-rending pain came over him, bright red blood gurgled down the wound, and cold sweat spread all over his skull as if someone had poured a basin of water on him.

"Big head, bear with it, I'll stop the bleeding for you now, the powder will hurt very much when it touches your wound, you must hold on." After speaking, the taro looked at me, "Mosquito, help me hold it"

The big head nodded, "Come on." ”

The taro held a handful of gray powdery objects in his hand, and applied them to the wound on his shoulder little by little, and as soon as the powder touched it, the big head immediately snorted coldly, and a strong trembling sensation came from the part where my hand was pressing.

Little by little, as the taro powder decreased, my hands gradually became wet. Until the end of the application, the blood did not flow out, and the big head had completely fainted in pain.

Taro looked at me, his hands trembling a little, "There is one last step, mosquito, you must stabilize your big head." This kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear. ”

I looked at him in confusion, isn't the powder already applied? The next step is to bandage, what are the other steps?

It wasn't until I saw him light two matches and approach the wound on the big head that I realized that the thing before was not powder at all, but actual gunpowder. No matter how lonely I am, this method of burning gunpowder to stop bleeding has been seen in books, and I always thought it was just talking and playing, but I never thought that I would really see it today.

Thinking of this, the book's description of how tragic this part was recalled in my mind, and I only felt a chill in my spine rising straight up. Holding down my big head with both hands couldn't help but use all the strength I had left.

The two lit matches fell to the wound almost simultaneously, one after the other, bringing out fleeting sparks, accompanied by a deafening "ah" scream from the big head, ending with the big head completely fainting.

Zhang Yao, who was on the side, watched the process of taro treatment with a shocked face, and when the taro walked towards him, the whole person couldn't control it and climbed backwards. , shouted in fear "What are you going to do?" What are you doing? ”