Chapter Twenty-Six: The Ghost-Faced Spider

Sure enough, if you listen carefully, it's not just behind you, it's more like the sound of crawling from far and near under the ground on the left and right.

"Damn, that old man won't sneak up on his own." The fat man was shocked.

"No way, no matter how it sounds, it looks like something is crawling. That old man is a human, how can he use crawling. The big head suddenly turned to the two brothers surnamed Zhang as he spoke, "Is it really only you two brothers who are here?" ”

The implication is that the old man can't trust us and secretly arranges for others to come in.

Don't look at the two brothers who look like they are practicing their families, they still can't help but be afraid of the unknown, and they can't stop taking a few steps back, "Really, it's only the two of us who come down." If we knew what the hell was down here, we wouldn't be here. ”

"Damn, don't grind, it's getting louder and louder." The fat man couldn't help but put the short gun in his hand, and the monkey learned from him and quickly took out the short gun and aimed it at the road we had just walked.

"No, the road you just walked leads to the end, if there really is something?" The big head pondered, "Could it be those black holes?" ”

"You mean there's something in the cave?" I asked.

"Hey, I said everyone, run now, I'm afraid it's very dangerous to stay here." The monkey whispered in the back.

"We can't run, we don't know what it's coming from, if we continue to move forward and are caught in front of them, then it's going to be a problem."

"Smoker, throw a few fire folds, the farther away the better." The big head calmly commanded.

But we never thought that as soon as the fire fold landed, we could already clearly see what the sound was coming from.

"I'll go!"

Why do we keep encountering these amazingly large creatures? Last time it was a big centipede, a big snake. Now it's this thing again.

In the flickering light of the fire, the mysterious creature revealed its true face, with two adult-sized bodies, the earth-gray torso seemed to be about to merge into one under the background of the earth, and the five pairs of feet that were clearly visible, moving quickly back and forth, as if they wanted to cross over, but they were afraid of the flames, and the most attractive thing was the pair of long tentacles, which kept shaking, hitting the earthen walls on both sides, and the dust fell for a while.

"It's... What is this thing? Zhang Yao's teeth began to chatter, and he stammered when he spoke.

"Look you're scared of that, the dead old man is counting on you two to protect us, come on, go get rid of that." The fat man sighed at the brother surnamed Zhang.

"A few masters, don't, don't look at the jokes, our two brothers, the usual training is to fight with people, this thing, no matter how you look at it, it's not a person, and those legs." Zhang Yao glanced at it again as he spoke, and his frightened body took several steps back.

"Come on, look at us." The fat man said as he picked up his gun and was about to shoot.

Seeing this, the big head immediately pressed the handle of the gun, "Don't panic, this thing is called a two-horned ghost-faced spider, the habit of ghost-faced spiders has always been to swarm together, if you kill this one now, I'm afraid it will attract more." ”

"What then? Fight and can't fight, is it difficult to wait for it to attack? "The fat man was stupid.

"It's afraid of fire!" The smoker said suddenly.

"Yes, I suspect there are many, many of these ghost-faced spiders in the earthen walls on both sides, and as long as we heat the walls on both sides, they won't climb up."

The fat man looked at the smoker, "It's time for you to work." ”

As soon as the words fell, a scream of "ah" came suddenly, and when I found the scream, Zhang Wei, who had not made a sound, had been covered by a net, and there were several thin lines at the head of the net, which were shrinking rapidly. Looking up, I don't know when, there was also a ghost-faced spider hovering there, waiting for an opportunity to move.

"Big brother!" Seeing this, Zhang Yao took out the short knife on his waist and rushed forward, in a vain attempt to cut the thin thread.

Seeing that the big spider had caught its prey, how could it be so easy for people to take it away, Zhang Yao raised his knife and cut the air, the ghost-faced spider crawled rapidly, and Zhang Yao rose into the air again, intending to kill the ghost-faced spider.

The fat man shouted "dare to sneak attack" and didn't care about anything, the bullet was loaded, and it shot towards the ghost-faced spider with a 'boom', although it missed but it slowed down its action.

The ghost-faced spider quickly changed direction and flew away. The fat man moved his short gun neatly, and the bullets flew straight away, but the big spider's movements were really fast, and he couldn't hurt it. But fortunately, one of the shots slid through the hanging thin line, and the thin line shook with a 'buzz', and finally broke with a 'snap'. Zhang Wei, who was wrapped in cobwebs, fell down in an instant, but fortunately, Zhang Yao's eyes were quick and he caught it, so as not to seriously injure Zhang Wei.

The ghost-faced spider realized that its prey had escaped, and suddenly did not move, and could not stop letting out a 'woo' cry from its mouth, and it seemed that the fat man had provoked it.

Sure enough, after a moment's pause, the ghost-faced spider rushed straight at us.

"Oh no, flash flash, the one in the back is coming over too." The taro standing at the end shouted loudly. This is being attacked by the front and back.

"Fight, if you don't solve them, you will definitely not be able to leave." The big head made a decisive sound, and then pulled out the short gun and fired fiercely, and a few of us did not show weakness, for a while, the six short spears formed a complete circle, and the dense shooting came quickly. Under such a fierce attack, the two ghost-faced spiders could only step aside for the time being, screaming 'woo', staring at us fiercely, looking for an opportunity.

The short guns of that era had a very serious flaw, that is, they couldn't shoot a few bullets, so they had to be loaded, and we had to do it to the maximum extent with a few people, one person loaded and the rest of the people shot together, but in the end someone would still miss a gap. After all, no one is a professional shooter, and when it was taro's turn to load, his hand trembled and the bullet fell to the ground.

The two ghost-faced spiders immediately seized the weakness and attacked the taro. Taro was in a hurry, and he didn't bother to reload again, and threw the short gun at the nearest ghost-faced spider with a snort, but it hardly had any effect.

Seeing that the ghost-faced spider's three pairs of feet had already woven a rudimentary form of a web, and was about to spit out at the taro, the fat man didn't say a word, threw away the gun, drew out the short knife and rushed up, probably because the spider was concentrating on grabbing the taro, and the reaction was a little slower, and the fat man jumped on its back one by one when he seized the opportunity.

Without waiting for it to make any moves, its wrist turned sharply and stabbed it in, and the spider was in pain, and the web thrown out was crooked, so that the taro was not hit.

Seeing that the fat man had taken the lead, the thin man and I rushed forward left and right, clenched the short gun in our hands, and slammed it into the head as a steel pipe. The fat man on his back has been stabbed into it like a dead man for just a few tens of seconds, and the ghost-faced spider is in pain, and its huge body is slamming into the dirt walls on both sides with strong left and right. The rumbling sound couldn't stop coming.

The 'click' stabbed into my muscles like the tip of a needle. It's a sound I've been familiar with since I was a child, and it's a sign that something is going to collapse.

Thinking of this, I didn't care about the attack, and shouted loudly to the fat man, "Fatty, run, this place is going to collapse." ”

"What?" The fat man almost shouted at me, but this was it, the movement of his hand had not stopped, and the spider's back had been stabbed by his tight knife into a fist-sized wound, and dark green blood was gushing up like a small fountain, flowing, covering the fat man's feet, but he was unaware.

I grabbed the monkey and stepped back, shouting at the fat man with all my might, "Run, it's going to collapse." ”

Finally, the fat man finally heard what I said, drew his short knife, and prepared to jump down. The ghost-faced spider struck again stubbornly before dying, and the 'click' sound stirred my nerves like a thorn in my back.

But I saw the fat man jump and wanted to jump down, but he "banged" and stiffly fell into a posture of eating in front of the spider's back.