Jia Lin'er also noticed Huzi's scene, and subconsciously wanted to look back, but I held it down, "Don't look back." ”

After I whispered a word, I began to slowly turn around to look at the scene where Huzi was stunned, and at first glance, I gasped. I saw a black-haired zongzi jumping in the direction of the grass not far from us, and there was still thick smoke and black gas in his mouth, obviously he had just been opened by someone.

I was so frightened that my legs and stomach were weak, and if I hadn't seen Huzi being scared stupid, I would have simply followed the scare. But I know that one of us must be awake at this time, but Jia Lin'er can directly choose to ignore it.

When I saw zongzi, I immediately thought of the tomb, after all, I used to hear my grandfather and that god stick Li Baqiu talk about some bizarre and weird incidents about tomb robbers.

It is known that zongzi are also divided into white hair, black hair, zombies and other types, and all tombs that have reached a certain scale must have white hair and black hair. And like some large-scale tombs such as the imperial tomb, there will be extremely powerful zombies, in short, tomb robbers are the most afraid of encountering these things, but in broad daylight they still ran out for no reason, is it a coincidence or accident?

I hurriedly reached into my backpack and took out the black donkey's hooves that I had always kept in reserve, and a circle of inky string, which my grandfather had prepared for me at the time, and said that I might need them then.

The black donkey's hooves are naturally used to restrain zongzi, and as for the ink-colored string, it is commonly known as the ink fountain line in the mouth of Maoshan Taoists, which is specially used to suppress zongzi and zombies.

"Huzi, take care of Jia Lin'er," I said urgently, throwing the black donkey's hooves in my hand to Huzi on the ground, and running towards the black-haired zongzi that was still jumping towards this direction with the ink fountain line in my hand. I'll have to change its direction when it arrives and steer it toward the Mutated Dragon's Blood Tree in the distance, or I'll be useless if I have any more weapons to restrain it.

As soon as I reached the edge of the grass, I learned the method that my grandfather had taught me, and as soon as I bit my fingers, the blood that overflowed from my fingers stained the ink fountain line, and my lips moved slightly, and I recited some chaotic incantations in silence, and then wrapped one end of it around a big tree.

Just as I was about to stretch the ink fountain line and tie the other end to another big tree not far away, the grass in front of me shook for a while, and there was a sound of knowing the rope, and I was suddenly shocked and secretly said that there would not be a small zongzi, right?

When I was about to pull out my gun and give it a shuttle, a fat figure suddenly burst out of the grass, and before I could see what the other party looked like, I heard a buzzing sound in my ears, "My grandma." ”

The man who came out wanted to continue to run wildly, but when he saw us outside the grass, he lost his mind for a moment, and then shouted violently, "You mountain guys don't run quickly, the long-haired rice dumplings are coming soon." ”

Saying that, the man just ran without hesitation, and shouted blindly while running, in short, it meant that we should not run blindly, and the feeling was that he regarded himself as a good man.

I glanced at the fat figure who was about to disappear into the woods in annoyance, and I didn't have time to think about it in a hurry, so I stretched the ink fountain line in my hand and tied the other end.

I looked at the ink fountain line as thin as hemp rope that bounced off the black hair dumplings that slammed into me and fell to the ground, and I couldn't help but sigh that this thing from Maoshan Taoist was really powerful.

Just when I was secretly distracted, the black-haired zongzi also got up again and was ready to rush over, and the elongated ink fountain line was very straight, I knew that the time could not be delayed too long, because no one knew what the quality of the ink fountain was? Once I break off, let alone the two tigers who have already weakened my legs and stomach, I'm afraid I won't have the strength to run anymore.

Thinking of this, I don't know where the courage came from, in short, Amen, Jesus, the Lord, and God were shouted by me, and I crossed the ink fountain line in front of me, and ran towards the dragon's blood tree area that had retreated before, and shot at the black hair dumplings as I ran, and sure enough, my provocative behavior attracted its attention, and it directly changed direction and chased after me.

It was really uncomfortable to be chased by a scary zongzi behind me, and I had to keep an eye on the mutated dragon's blood tree near me, so I almost didn't collapse.

I had to be extremely careful, I directly found a mutated dracaena tree at the very edge and ran in the direction, and when I crossed the dracaena and calculated the distance between the three of us, I threw a few shots towards the mutated dracaena tree, splashing bright blood flowers.

When the mutated dragon's blood tree was attacked from outside, the crimson sap in the tree's body began to shrink by an instinctive mechanism, resulting in a self-conscious protective behavior, which just wrapped the black-haired zongzi that rushed wildly.

"Whew," I slumped to a meadow with my calves, and since the vine branches of the Mutant Dracaena weren't long enough to retract into my place, I was able to complete my adventure.

After a long time, there was a sound of grass rubbing in my ears, I knew that it must be Jia Lin'er and Huzi who were coming, so I turned around and looked, only to see Jia Lin'er pursing her mouth slightly at this time, and only after a long time did she say out loud: "You are the bravest boy I have ever seen." ”

I swallowed and foamed, looking at Jia Lin'er, who was very serious, opened her mouth and closed it again, I didn't know what to say for a while, and the tiger on the side still patted his chest with palpitations, "Fortunately, there is this mutated dragon's blood tree, otherwise we will all become zombies today." ”

At this moment, the grass was shaken again, and we who had just relaxed our bodies suddenly tensed up again, and looked at the source of the sound that made the movement, and the 92 type in Huzi's hand had already been held tightly, if I hadn't reached out to stop him, it would have been a rain of bullets.

"Don't... Don't shoot... It's me..."

As the voice came out, the fat figure who had fled before reappeared in front of our eyes, he was about twenty-five or sixteen years old, his face was full of horizontal flesh, and a pair of small slitted eyes were gurgling around, as if he was looking at the injuries on our bodies.

He looked left and right and saw that we were all in good condition and there was no wound on our bodies, so he couldn't help but smile and said a little embarrassed: "Hehe, I was really embarrassed just now, brother, I didn't know you were here, if you want to blame, blame that long-haired zongzi..."

As he spoke, seeing that there was a faint anger in our eyes, he hurriedly stretched out his hand towards me, "My surname is Hai, my name is Wanli, and everyone on the road calls me Haiye." ”

"Who the fuck are you? Why is it here? Huzi doesn't care which road the "road" in that person's mouth actually refers to? Holding the black gun, the hole was pressed against his head.

The fat man saw that Huzi seemed to be real, and he was also anxious, but the road was mixed, and this person was also a little bold, so he raised his hands to his head unhurriedly, and said leisurely: "What? Aren't you here to fight? ”

Inverted bucket?

Huzi and Jia Lin'er were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't understand the meaning of what he said, but I put my mouth on his words, and suddenly broke off, "The king of heaven covers the tiger." ”

Heavenly King Gai Di Hu, this is a black saying on the road, which means that you kid is so bold! Dare to be angry with your ancestors. The reason why I know all this is because I was very interested in this line of black language when I was a child, and I always chased my grandfather to ask, and he naturally taught me when he was annoyed.

When the fat man saw that I suddenly came out with such a black sentence, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face was impotent for a while, knowing that he had met an expert today, and he couldn't pretend that he had to whisper "Chicken stew mushrooms," and I almost didn't let me laugh out loud.

As soon as I heard it, I understood that the other party was a small gold thief, and I am afraid that he was not even a professional tomb robber. However, the fat man also glanced at me meaningfully at this time, and smiled at me with his half-understood black words: "It seems that I have bumped into the ** picker today, let's throw a vine." ”

What the fat man means is that he met an expert today and he also recognized it, let me register a name, so that I can continue to talk about things, but where am I what he thinks, I am also a layman at best, and it is still early to graduate.