The ten people who were lucky enough to survive the Western Expedition were all soaked in the hot springs, and although their bodies were warm, their hearts were as cold as ice.

Tens of thousands of black charcoal ghost slaves, densely packed like ant nests under the roots of trees, from both ends of the sulfur spring, forming an encirclement around the front and back of the entire "paramecium" shaped sulfur spring, surrounded by water, the fat man with dense phobia, said to me with a painful expression: "Lao Zheng, I feel a little difficult to breathe. ”

I could only comfort him and say, "You close your eyes now, imagine something beautiful, take a few deep breaths of air, and you'll be fine for a while." ”

Fear, infinite fear shrouded the entire sky above the sulfur spring, I believe that the people who survived the Western Expedition now hope that the person who died defenselessly in the cave just now is themselves, and no one wants to face this terrifying situation now, and the ghost slaves surrounding us are like countless wolves surrounding the east and west banks, staring at us few little sheep who have no ability to let go, ready to tear us to pieces.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that you know that death is coming, and you are forced to experience the whole process of death coming.

I hugged Tianyu tightly in my arms, her body trembling uncontrollably, I don't know if it was because of fear or weakness.

At this point, the dude swam up to me and said, "Brother, what the hell are these?" Do you have a way to deal with them? ”

I have to take care of the injured Tianyu, as well as take care of the fat man who is unwell at this time, and he is already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river to take care of himself, where is there still the energy to think about the way out. So I said to the dude, "These things are ghost slaves." As for the way out, you go and ask the fifth master. See if there is anything he can do? ”

As a result, after I finished speaking, I saw the playboy shrug his shoulders and said to me with a very helpless expression: "It was the fifth master who asked me to ask you." He couldn't help it. ”

When I heard this, I had a splitting headache, and I had no way to destroy them at once, but I had a bad idea, and said to the dude, "I have just discovered that these charcoal-like ghost slaves are afraid of water. Why don't you throw some water on them and see if you can kill them? ”

In fact, I just said it casually, but I didn't expect that the people who rushed to the doctor would really believe it. When they heard what I said, they took off their coats, carried their clothes in the water, and threw them on the shore.

You don't say anything about the results. My bad idea really worked, and the ghost slave who was as charred as black charcoal was really afraid of the sulphurous springs. The ghost slaves gathered on the shore were splashed by the spring. Like a flock of frightened birds. Panicked and scattered. Some of the ghost slaves who couldn't avoid it were splashed with a large amount of sulfur spring water, and they saw that their bodies turned from black to gray, and their limbs became very stiff, and they could no longer move freely, and finally their bodies that were drenched in water lost their vitality like dead wood.

When the people saw that the sulphurous spring had worked, they poured it even harder on the shore. Some people think that one person has little strength and less water, so they simply go together. Pulling the clothes tied together, he filled his pockets with spring water, and splashed them on the shore regardless of the qiē.

And the gloom and gloom that had surrounded everyone were swept away in the splashing water, and I heard a burst of laughter, and some people even sang a minor tune with special interest.

The fat man has been closing his eyes since he inquired about my construction, not daring to look at the dense ghost slaves on the shore, and when he heard the sound of hip-hopping around him, he asked me for some reason: "Lao Zheng, what's the matter?" ”

I had no choice but to explain to him: "The ghost slaves on the shore are afraid of water, and the fifth master is splashing them with water. If you wait a little longer, there will be fewer ghost slaves on the shore, and it won't be too late for you to open your eyes again. ”

After listening to me, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes and said to me, "How can I miss such a fun thing?" With that, he swam towards the crowd gathered near the shore.

The fat man's dense phobia is completely his psychological effect, and now the playful mind overshadows a qiē, and the fear is inexplicably eliminated by him.

I soaked in the water, looking at the members of the Western Expedition who had not shown smiling faces for a long time, they were all smiling with a relaxed smile at this time, showing their white teeth, and splashing spring water in a very happy mood, as if they were celebrating the Songkran Festival, completely forgetting the fear just now, like happy flowers, blooming one after another.

However, I slowly noticed that something was wrong, and the ghost slaves who had retreated and evacuated on the east shore seemed to be enraged, and they began to slowly concentrate in one place, and then continued to jump upward, stepping on the shoulders of their companions, forming a wall of people. Countless ghost slaves hid behind the human wall, and they formed a formation and began to advance forward.

I screamed in my heart: no. It seems that these ghost slaves who look like coke are not like brainless zongzi, they can't help but act vigorously, and they even have a certain amount of wisdom, and now they rely on their large number to implement the "crowd tactics", which is not good!

If they wait for them to get close to the shore, they may not know what kind of crazy actions they will make, and the members of the Western Expedition who are surrounding the shore will definitely be caught off guard and deeply affected.

The situation and tactics on the battlefield were changing rapidly, and when I saw that the situation seemed to have taken a turn for the better, and that it was likely to be unfavorable to us, I immediately shouted at the crowd close to the shore: "Quick, get out of the shore and swim to me." ”

As soon as my words fell, the ghost slaves on the shore had already attacked. Sure enough, as I expected, a black slave hiding behind the human wall suddenly jumped up, jumped up from behind a low human wall, and jumped directly into the sulfur spring, completely sacrificing his life to die with the members of the Western Expedition.

After hearing my shout, the members of the Western Expedition team were more or less prepared, people who can survive so many bizarre and thrilling events, vigilance and reaction are naturally not a problem, the moment the ghost slave jumped upward, many people have already dodged in the water, the ghost slave did not pounce on anyone, very sad fell into the sulfur hot spring, struggled with both hands a few times, and then sank to the bottom of the hot spring.

Coincidentally, the ghost slave who rushed up next fell into the hot spring without pounceing on anyone.

When everyone saw the ghost slave's crazy actions, they swam far away from the shore and towards the central position where I was.

However, the frenzied ghost slave did not give up, and jumped into the water one after another like dumplings. The crowd really couldn't understand the crazy behavior of the ghost slave who kept committing suicide, and they all stopped to watch, thinking: Could these things be in the water in their heads?

But after a moment, everyone realized that the ghost slave jumped into the hot spring without a single qiē for another purpose. I saw the ghost slaves who jumped into the hot springs one by one, desperately struggling to surface, and even moved in the direction where we were with their last breath, and then there would be other ghost slaves standing on the shore, trampling on their companions who fell into the water, jumping forward at an alarming speed, and then falling into the water. In this way, this series of diving suicide behaviors was repeated repeatedly, and the ghost slave who was originally standing on the shore and had nothing to do about it was already getting closer and closer to us in the water, and he was about to jump in front of us.

The members of the Western Expedition have all seen the power of ghost slaves, as long as they touch it, the whole body will be burned, and then in the blink of an eye, it will turn into black charcoal, and then turn into a lump of ashes, and the whole process will be over in less than three seconds. It can be said that there are no weapons today that are more lethal than them.

The members of the western expedition team near the shore began to swim westward in the hot springs. Seeing that there were no casualties, I put my heart in my stomach. But the moment I turned around, I found that there were also a large number of black slaves at the other end of the hot spring, that is, on the west shore, who were constantly jumping into the water in the same crazy way, trying to pounce on us.

Soon everyone gathered in the center again, huddled tightly together, helplessly watching the "human bridge" made of black slaves, getting closer and closer to us, so close that I could smell the faint smell of charcoal emanating from them.

It was already very dangerous to stay on the surface of the water any longer, so I had to say to the people around me, "Go into the water, don't show your head." ”

After everyone heard what I said, they all buried their heads in the water, and they didn't dare to show their heads. However, everyone knows that this move is just a delaying tactic that is of little use, and it is good that we can hold our breath for at most for a minute underwater.

Next, we'll either be charred or drowned floating corpses. The only thing we can do now is to prolong our lives for a minute or two at most, and then choose a way to die.

Since I was a child, the fat man has been good at digging birds in trees, while I am good at fishing in the river, and it is definitely not a problem to hold it underwater for three or five minutes. However, these people around me are not good, and I am especially worried about the injured Tianyu and Ge Laojiu, who will definitely not survive a minute underwater.

I was anxious to find a way in the water, and the time was really like a year, and soon I saw that the fat man had covered his mouth with his hand, and bubbles kept coming out between his fingers, and I knew that he was about to lose his strength. The others didn't look much better, and I was surprised by Ge Laojiu, who didn't look like he was breathing hard, although his face was blue.

At this time, Kunba beside me seemed to be unable to bear it, stretched out his hand to paddle, struggling to put his head out of the water, I hurriedly pulled him back, and pulled him to prevent him from surfacing the water, and others also took action to stop him from showing his head.

When I was tugging on Kunpachi, my hand touched a hard object in the pocket of my shirt, and I immediately remembered that it was a fountain pen. I snatched this pen from the dude, and I kept it in the pocket of my shirt for fear of losing it, and I took off my coat and put it on her in the cold rain, so that I realized the pen on me.

I quickly took the pen out of my pocket, pulled out the cap, cut off the bottom cover of the end of the pen with my fingernails, unscrewed the refill as well, and finally stuffed the barrel of the pen with only one section left into Kunba's mouth, and then motioned for him to move up a little. (To be continued......)