(In just a few days, the collection has crossed the 20,000 and 30,000 mark, reaching 40,000, and the growth rate is unbelievably fast.) ）

"Mountain Devil!"

Before I really saw the fierce and terrifying place of the mountain ghosts, many heroes responded with a bang.

After getting through the fear brought by the tiger at the beginning of the mountain, they talked and laughed again, and talked and laughed.

"The mountain ghost should be not far ahead." Chen Yuci said that she had already changed her mount at this time.

Sister-in-law Gu is the king of beasts, carrying people, it is just an expedient measure to repay her kindness. If it weren't for the escape, he would never have carried someone away.

In fact, Chen Yuci was reluctant to let Sister-in-law Gu carry her on her again, so she met Chen Fusheng and them, and when she saw that there were horses in their team, she immediately changed to horses.

It's just that the courage of these horses is not as big as that of others, and they were so frightened by Gu's sister-in-law that their legs and hooves were weak, and they couldn't walk fast.

And Sister-in-law Gu seemed to know that she had frightened the horses, and after glancing at Chen Yuci, she disappeared into the grass and disappeared in front of everyone.

After a long while, the horse carrying Chen Yuci picked up its legs and hooves and followed the team in front.

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, there was a sudden roar in front of me, followed by the collapse of large areas of vegetation.

"The mountain ghost has appeared."

"Everyone, get ready."

The team was like a frying pan, and everyone in all directions copied the guys, the swords were unsheathed, and the cold light and blades were intertwined and flickered.

Those who carried bows and crossbows, put crossbows on their arrows, opened their bows, jumped on the trees, and waited for the arrival of mountain ghosts.

"Set up traps and lure the mountain ghosts over."

In a relatively open space, more than a dozen large nets densely covered with sharp blades were stretched and hung on them.

"Jade words. You go to the back. Chen Fusheng said to Chen Yuci.

"Aren't you with me?" Chen Yuci, who is self-aware, knows that she is a burden and it is most appropriate to stay behind, but she listens to her brother's words and seems to be ready to fight mountain ghosts with those heroes.

"I've brought the real guy with me this time." Chen Fusheng patted the oil cloth bag in his hand.

"You brought the bird?" Chen Yuci remembered that Chen Fusheng was the only thing outside of food that would swing a few times.

"Of course." Chen Fusheng said as he took out a firearm from the oilcloth bag, the bird gun.

The reason why Yidi is afraid of China is that firearms are also!

When Chen Yuci hid behind, Chen Fusheng had a bird in his hand, and I muttered in the world: "Mountain ghost, dare the idea of the master's sister, today I have a firearm in my hand, and your death is here." ”

It's just that he just finished speaking. The grass and trees in front of him moved, the ground under his feet was shaking, and a huge figure rushed out.

The people who felt that everything was ready and only owed the east wind saw the true face of the mountain ghost, and although they had been mentally prepared, they were also shocked and gasped.

Chen Fusheng, who was arrogant a moment ago, trembled with his legs and could hardly stand.

Leaning against a large tree, turn behind the tree, and you can't see behind the mountain ghosts. He calmed down a little and began to open the jar he had brought with him and refill the bird with gunpowder projectiles.

"Pour, charge. Pressuring, loading, arquebus, guns. ”

Although just standing there to load ammunition as well as mount guns. It was purely a few effortless small movements, but Chen Fusheng was nervous because of fear, and his snort was very rapid.

To complete the shooting. He muttered words and repeated the steps he had practiced dozens of times.

"Open the lid of the fire door and light the arquebus."

Chen Fusheng clasped the wrist of burning incense, as if he had the hand of a geriatric patient, and trembled non-stop, so that the step of lighting the fire rope took more than a dozen breaths before the fire rope was finally lit.

"Aim."

The barrel of the gun was like a swing under the naughty boy's buttocks, swinging back and forth, and it was a pity that it had been held up with the fork he carried with him, otherwise he would not have thought of bringing the evil spirits dozens of steps away into the range of the door.

Chen Fusheng took a few deep breaths, and finally had to hold his breath before aiming at the evil ghost a hundred steps away.

"Intentional aiming, unintentional firing, pulling the trigger."

The evil ghost in his eyes seemed to be close at hand, Chen Fusheng finally entered the realm of Gujing Bubo, and then closed his eyes and pulled the dragon-shaped trigger.

Rumble!

The arquebus ignited the gunpowder, the heat surged, the lead projectile was discharged, and the faint flame flashed in the gloomy woods.

Chen Fusheng felt a thrust of distance coming from the bent gun, his right shoulder hurt, the whole person shook suddenly, and then opened his eyes, but his vision was already covered by the thick smoke, and his eyes were blurred by the smoke, and a pungent smell of gunpowder was even more rushed with the wind.

He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and he opened his mouth to take a sharp breath of air, never thinking that the air had already been filled with suspended particles of gunpowder.

The air full of gunpowder suspended particles was inhaled into his body, and Chen Fusheng's face suddenly turned red, and he was choked so that tears flowed out.

However, he was more concerned about whether he hit the mountain ghost at this time, but because when he pulled the trigger, in order to avoid being burned by gunpowder, he closed his eyes at the last moment, so he had to ask a swordsman next to him who was responsible for protecting him: "Chop the wind, did you hit it?" ”

The swordsman named Slash Wind replied, "Hit." ”

So Chen Fusheng was puzzled, since he hit, why are the mountain ghosts still alive?

The Wind Swordsman added, "But the thunder is loud and the rain is small. ”

Chen Fusheng also had to admit that his bird gun seemed to be moving very loudly and very powerful, because the mountain ghost seemed to be staring at him, and let out a chilling and scalp-numbing roar towards him.

The roar was like thunder, and the whole valley was shaking, and it didn't look like it had been seriously injured by a bird's gun.

"Then give it another hard time." Chen Fusheng gritted his teeth and said with hatred.

The mountain ghost slapped over a big tree with one claw, destroying it as if it were withering and decaying, crashing into countless obstacles and rushing over.

"Childe, let's go, the mountain ghost is rushing over." Chopping Wind urged.

"Don't worry, I'm loading." Chen Fusheng said that he should not be in a hurry, but he was actually so anxious that he was about to scratch his ears and cheeks, if he had seven hands and eight feet.

"Childe, there are only a few dozen steps left, I think we should retreat." Seeing that the fierce mountain ghost was about to rush up, the face of the sword in his hand turned pale.

"Wait, that's it." Chen Fusheng's hands trembled, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

However, whether it is cleaning the ignition hole and priming pot, or reloading the ammunition, it is not a matter of overnight, and there is no room for sloppiness.

But he couldn't wait, the mountain ghost could grab a big tree into two pieces with a single claw, and he didn't think that their flesh and blood could withstand the claws of the mountain ghost.

Just when he grabbed Chen Fusheng's belt with his hands and wanted to perform light skills and take Chen Fusheng to avoid the mountain ghosts, the crowd didn't know who shouted.

"Put!"

Then the bow and crossbow fired a hundred arrows, and the sound of swishing was incessant.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain ghost was like a scarecrow drawing arrows, full of long and short arrows.

And the impact of the mountain ghost was also stopped by this wave of sharp arrows. (To be continued......)