I ran desperately in the dark underground passage for a long time, and when I stopped, I realized that it was not the fat man in my hand. Because, the feel is not right, the hand in his hand is definitely not the hand of a fat man, and he definitely does not have so much sexy body hair. Thinking of this, I was so frightened that I almost lost my breath, raised my hand to the side and dragged a shot, regardless of whether I hit it or not, I ran forward regardless of it.

At the time, I was probably scared silly, and I should have run to the back to meet the fat man. By the time I figured it out, I didn't know how far I had run out of the dark tunnel, and I was like a fly without a head, unable to tell the way I came. I groped with my hands for the dirt cave wall, moving blindly and ignorantly against the dirt wall. It didn't take long to find that there seemed to be a light in front of me. I was afraid that it would be another ghost fire that had lured people, so I walked slowly and cautiously against the earthen wall, and when I came to the vicinity of the light, I realized that it was the root of a tree on the ground, which had pierced through the ground on the top of the cave, and the light was shining through.

When I saw the light, I didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one, I grabbed the hanging tree roots and climbed up desperately, I really didn't dare to stay in this dark passage without light anymore. People can never get rid of the fear of darkness, just like fat people can't get rid of the ** of good food.

I was struggling to climb up, when suddenly, something grabbed my ankle, and I thought it was the furry monster who had found me, and I was so frightened that I almost didn't scream. At this time, my hands were used to grasp the roots of the tree, and I could not hold the shotgun behind my back, and I did not have the ability of a fat man, so I could hang a golden hook upside down to defend against the enemy. I had no choice but to kick and kick with both feet, desperately grasping the roots of the tree, and struggling to climb up. As a result, the grip on my ankle became tighter and tighter, so that I couldn't break free at all, and I couldn't help but curse and scream in horror to the extreme.

At this time, the ghost thing who grabbed me below actually spoke: "Fake Sven, it's the fat man, what are you yelling at?" ”

Hearing that the people underground claimed to be fat, I stopped breaking free, looked down by the slight moonlight, and vaguely saw that the figure under my feet seemed to be fat, but when I thought of the long-haired monster that had become bad, I still looked down uncomfortably and said: "How do I know if you are a fat man who has become a demon to frame me." I don't believe what you say now, you have to be right, you are the real fat man, say no, I just shot you with a gun. After speaking, the people below couldn't help but agree with it, and said directly: "Strange people and strange people." ”

The person standing below didn't think about it, and immediately replied to me: "Dig or bury."

Hearing the code, I happily let go of my grip on the roots and slid down. I couldn't help but hug the fat man tightly, so excited that tears were about to fall, and I whispered: "I can be regarded as meeting a comrade."

The fat man looked at me inexplicably and excited, and asked, "After the kerosene lamp went out, why did you rush forward like crazy?" I'll tear your throat out from behind, and you won't stop. I chased after me desperately for a long time before I caught up with you, what the hell are you doing? ”

I explained to him with trepidation: "I hit a ghost just now, and I mistook it for you, and I ran away with it for a long time, and my soul scared me away." ”

When the fat man heard this, he said to me, "It must be the monster that pushed me into the hole, let's get out of here quickly, or it will be killed in a moment." ”

After the fat man finished speaking, the two of us immediately dragged the branch up to climb up, got out of the hole in the tree, and climbed to the top. When we got out of the hole in the tree, and when we stepped on all sides, we were shocked to find that there was a hole in the woods, and there was a large open field in front of us. The fat man looked open and said to me in surprise, "It seems that we have strayed into the old forest deep in the mountains." When I was a child, I followed the adults to hunt, and I never went into the forest, and it was difficult to find a way down the mountain in this old forest. Now we can only rest here for one night, and then go out at dawn. ”

We found a vacant lot with sparse weeds, dug a fire ditch, and built a small earthen wall, and first made various fire prevention procedures before the fire was lit. The forest area could not have been lit, but if we hadn't lit a bonfire, we would have to freeze to death here. Fortunately, there is a large open space here, and there is no wind now, so I don't have to worry too much about fires.

The fire was lit, and the fat man sat on the ground with his buttocks, and as soon as he warmed his body, he began to cry out that he was hungry, and I said to him, "If you eat one or two meals less, you will not starve to death." ”

The fat man was bored and picked up branches, silently adding wood to the fire, and his body was low pressure, and he unpleasantly put his hand close to the fire to keep warm. Suddenly, he turned his head to the old forest on the left, and said to me with a happy face: "Lao Zheng, you listen, it seems that there is a monkey's call." ”

I absentmindedly replied, "How is that possible?" You're starving for auditory hallucinations. ”

The fat man said firmly: "It's just a monkey calling, there will be no mistake." After saying that, he tied some strips of cloth with thick branches, wrapped some pine resin, made a simple torch, lit it, and went to the depths of the old forest, and I saw that he had to find out, so I had no choice but to follow.

As soon as I walked into the old forest, I faintly heard the squeaky monkey call. I sighed in my heart: the fat man's ears are smart enough, and there are really monkeys. The fat cat gestured at me, and we crept towards the sound, perched behind a large tree, and poked our heads out to look forward. As a result, I saw a terrifying scene that was completely beyond the scope of human imagination and scared people's hearts.

Not far ahead, there was a group of monkeys, not eating bananas. Instead, with four slender fingers running side by side, he picked open the skull of some kind of deer-like animal and sucked the brain marrow. There are also monkeys that rip open the belly of their prey and eat it by pulling their intestines. The mouth was full of fangs, bright red blood flowed down the corners of the purple mouth, the red eyes had no eyelids, and the forehead protruded, as if it had sharp horns. He looks hideous, like a demon in hell. Seeing such a horrific scene, I was so frightened that my legs went limp, my body could not support it, and I couldn't help but slide down the tree. At this time, several monkeys turned their heads vigilantly and pricked up their ears to listen.

The fat man, who has always been bold, seems to tremble when he sees such a terrifying scene. The two of us glanced at each other, held their breath in tacit understanding, and the cat's waist quietly retreated backwards. As a result, I don't know who accidentally stepped on the dead branch, and it clicked through the silence of the night in the dark forest. Immediately afterward, a group of ghost-faced monkeys, still hunting, rushed towards our hiding place like a fierce wind. At this time, the two of us didn't have to hide quietly, and began to run forward regardless of the east, west, north and south, but we didn't run far before we were surrounded by the three layers of the Grimace Monkey group.

The fat man waved the torch in his hand left and right, and the grimace monkeys were afraid of the fire and did not dare to approach lightly. I hurriedly picked up the branch under my feet and lit the fire, but it was extinguished with a single wave. So, he hurriedly approached the fat man's torch, and was anxious to light the branch, but the damned branch just couldn't be lit. I had no choice but to tear off the scarf around my neck, and as soon as I ripped off the warm scarf, a burst of cold air seemed to be wrapped in ice slag, stinging my skin, I couldn't help but shiver, and secretly screamed "so cold" in my heart. However, he couldn't do so much now, and immediately tied the scarf to the front of the branch, and then lit the torch. The two of us held torches, back to back, and slowly moved to the side. Dozens of grimace monkeys, squeaking and screaming, jumping up and down with their hands and feet. Looking at the hideous grimace monkeys, remembering the bloody pictures of them tearing raw food before, I sweated like rain and stared nervously at the monkeys' every move.

I thought to myself: it seems that a bloody war is about to begin. I put my hand in my arms, and as a result, my heart suddenly became half cold, and I drank too much yesterday, and I don't know who took away the slingshot and dagger that I was carrying in my arms. Although he has a shotgun in his hand, he has a limited amount of ammunition, and there is no way to deal with so many strange monkeys at once.

The two sides were at a stalemate for about a cigarette, and the grimace monkey's patience seemed to be at its limit, and several of them suddenly sprang up from the ground and attacked me and the fat man with four fingertip claws. The fat man picked up the shotgun and shot twice without hesitation, and the monkey's corpse fell to the ground like a defeat, and the monkeys suddenly jumped up and attacked like a frantic pot. In the face of such a critical and urgent scene, I couldn't help but get nervous, and my lower abdomen began to cramp again, and my intestines twisted into a ball. I couldn't help but curse in my heart: Damn. However, the attack of the monkeys was imminent, and I gritted my teeth and endured the abdominal pain, and shot at the monkeys. The fierce gunfire caused the monkeys to pause for a moment, and then attacked with ferocity regardless of their lives, and the fat man and I quickly moved to the side of the woods and fired. My marksmanship was not very good, and the bullets inevitably missed when I was running, wasting a lot of ammunition, and the lethality of the shotgun was not very large, as a result, the monkeys were only killed and injured more than half, and my shotgun projectile had bottomed out.

The fat man who was running in front found that we were back in the open space where we had rested, and turned to me and said, "You run to the tree hole and jump into the underground passage to take refuge." ”

I shot at the monkey in front of me, and when I saw a gap in the encirclement, I ran towards the tree hole as if I was dead, and then jumped down from the tree hole without hesitation. A few monkeys that were following me jumped into the hollow of the tree and pounced on me, so I had to turn around and shoot the last few projectiles. Then I had to pick up the butt of the gun and sweep the bow wheel left and right at the monkey that I pounced on. At this time, the fat man also jumped down, and he was still holding a torch that was about to be extinguished, and I really admired his actual combat ability for being too tenacious.

Due to the narrowness of the cave entrance, the monkeys were effectively restrained, so that they could not jump in all at once. The fat man and I marched backwards, round the butts of our guns, and quickly smashed the few strange monkeys that rushed in front of us, and then immediately turned around and began to run for our lives. A small group of monkeys jumped into the underground passage, and they chased and fought with all their might, and suddenly, a monkey jumped on my back, opened its mouth and bit my right shoulder so hard that I almost fell in pain. I gritted my teeth in pain, held the wooden butt of the shotgun in my right hand, and smashed it vigorously into the monkey's head, and a hot brain pulp directly splashed my face.

Throwing off the monkey's corpse with great force, his right arm was so painful that he couldn't lift it at all, hanging weakly to the side, and the pain of the wound was not perceptible in the urgent escape. I held the shotgun in my left hand and continued to run without stopping. The fat man's body is really good, and while running, he also turns around to solve the grimace monkey chasing behind.

I don't know how far I ran in the dark underground passage, and the monkeys behind me continued to chase with perseverance. I suddenly felt that my heart was beating too fast, and I was afraid that I would be in danger of sudden death, so I hurriedly stopped and rested. The fat man also suffered a lot of wounds, and his hair was stuck to his forehead with the blood of monkeys, like dead leaves in a quagmire.

Looking at the ghost monkey that half surrounded the two of us, I said to the fat man, "I'll solve one, and the rest will be yours." ”

The fat man smiled bitterly and said, "Brother, you think too highly of me." ”

I grabbed the muzzle of my shotgun with my left hand, picked up the handle and smashed it at the grimace monkey in front of me, and the monkey quickly jumped to the left. I stretched out my left arm in front of me and immediately swung it straight to the right back. I have to marvel at the human being's ability to react in a moment when life and death are threatened, and the monkey didn't have time to stabilize its body before the butt of the gun slammed into the earthen wall behind me.

After dealing with a monkey, I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when I suddenly felt a fishy wind rushing towards me, and blood was already dripping down my cheek on my right forehead. Suddenly, the fire in my heart burst into flames. The fat man is usually most afraid of others grabbing food with him, and what Lao Tzu is most afraid of is breaking his appearance. scolded angrily in my heart: Grandma's dead monkey stepped on the minefield of the master, I have to kill you today. Furious, I couldn't feel the pain in my body anymore, staring at my eyes that were burned red by anger, staring at the grimace monkey, quickly raising my legs, and kicking the grimace monkey out of the air. Then I held the shotgun and slammed the monkey's head on the ground, and the shotgun was smashed apart by me, and I still refused to stop.

The fat man got rid of the remaining monkeys, came over and grabbed my arm, and said, "You still have strength!" After saying that, he sat down on the ground. Immediately, like a deflated ball, I leaned limply against the dirt cave wall.

The fat man sat on the ground and examined the wounds on his body, which were all small wounds that had broken the skin, and there was no big problem. When he saw that I was injured on the shoulder, he took off the ** and tore it into strips of cloth and held it in his hand, then unbuttoned my coat, ripped the collar of my shirt open, and examined the wound on my right shoulder. I looked sideways and saw that the tooth marks on my shoulders were so deep that they were all bone-deep, and there were a few pieces of flesh missing from my shoulders, which must have been bitten off by the ghost-faced monkey. The fat man held the torch and burned it on the wound in my shoulder, so painful that I fainted.

When I woke up, I found that the fat man was not beside me, so I sat up tremblingly and called out to the fat man.

At this moment, I saw the fat man come out of the wall, and I looked at him with a stunned expression.

The heart said: I just got into a coma and fart a little more kung fu, how did the fat man become a ghost who can jump through walls.