Wu Xie picked up the lighter with the tip of the big white dog's leg, and slowly approached the "human head" on the ground. The hair on the "human head" was illuminated in detail, and Wu Xie gritted his teeth and pushed the fire into the "hair".

- Whoever you are, let me help you get over it!

The flame of the lighter suddenly went out with a "poof", and the eyes were suddenly plunged into darkness.

Wu Xie's hand holding the knife trembled, and he heard the sound of the lighter falling to the ground with a "snap".

Wu Xie quickly retreated to the side of the tunnel, standing with his back against the rock wall, and at the same time holding the cold steel knife to his chest, holding his breath and listening to the sound in the dark.

No sound.

There was dead silence in the tunnel.

A little light lit up in the darkness, and Wu Xie turned on the flashlight on his body.

He searched the ground with a flashlight, and the extinguished lighter was still in place, but the "human head" was gone!

Wu Xie walked over and bent down to pick up the lighter.

At this time, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of something strange out of the corner of his eye: in the outermost halo of the flashlight, a lock of black "hair" was revealed on the ground behind a clay jar!

That's right, the "human head" hid behind the clay jar.

Things have become so unusual, this "human head" actually "runs" on its own.

Wu Xie turned the brightness of the flashlight to the strongest, and walked towards the shadow behind the pottery jar step by step. The "human head" was hidden in the middle of two clay jars standing side by side. When he suddenly hit the beam of light of the flashlight into that gap, a miserable white face was suddenly exposed to his vision!

Wu Xie chuckled in his heart, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

At this moment, the "face" disappeared from the light pillar of the flashlight.

Although his heart was still beating wildly, Wu Xie had gradually calmed down at this time.

He finally saw that "face" clearly!

I see!

"Sometimes, I also feel that these things are really pitiful."

Four years ago, Yinchuan.

"It's lying on your back, but trying to get out of here. So it didn't hurt you, maybe you took it out and it won't do anything. It's a pity that those of us can't take this risk. ”

As he said this, the man pulled Wu Xie up with one hand, and with the other hand, he lit a lighter, aimed at the "thing" behind him, and squirted out a mouthful of wine!

At that time, Wu Xie felt that this person was simply inexplicable, and he actually felt pitiful for that lump of "hair", and sure enough, even his sympathy was distorted after drinking too much.

Later, Wu Xie learned that the real identity of that person was a "black flyer" of the Wang family. He died in that place in the end, and Wu Xie didn't know his clan name until the matter was over, only remembering that his code name was "Leopard Sa".

Killed in that battle, there was also a demoman named "Dragon Set", "King of the Dragon". In addition, almost all the large hunting dogs that the "master" always brought with him were also lost because of that incident. (See the work of the third uncle of the Southern School: "Sand Sea 4.") ）

Since you have entered this bureau, no one is innocent.

Either you die or I live, and no one is more pitiful than anyone else!

Wu Xie clenched the big white dog's legs and lit the lighter. This time, he didn't hesitate.

Once again, the "hair" went into hiding.

There was a row of giant pottery jars of unknown purpose in this section of the tunnel, and Wu Xie had roughly estimated that there were no less than hundreds of them that could be seen so far. If something is deliberately hidden among these behemoths, it can be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But for Wu Xie, this does not pose a problem. That "thing" is very clingy, and it will definitely not give up, and it must be ambushed somewhere not far away. In addition, according to Wu Xie's guess, it has another characteristic, that is, it has a special habit of human blood.

Wu Xie picked the bandage on his right hand, letting the smell of blood spread, and then watched quietly.

After a few minutes of stalemate, the "hair" finally couldn't resist the temptation of the bloody gas, and slowly "crawled" out from behind a clay pot.

The "thing" lifted its face, and it was a long, narrow fox face. The cyan eyes looked at Wu Xie coldly.

It's really a narrow road!

Yinchuan was embarrassed by this "thing" because of the suddenness of the incident, and was burned into a "yin and yang head", and finally made up his mind to shave his head and go to Motuo to become a lama.

This time, Wu Xie was mentally prepared, thinking that although he didn't have the help of "less cars", he might not lose to it if he went head-to-head.

The "fox face" at the moment was quite cautious, and was not in a hurry to get closer, just staring at Wu Xie with a pair of gloomy and sympathetic eyes.

Wu Xie snorted coldly, and said in his heart: Don't come with me to flirt with me, I have the elixir of Emperor Yin Xi Bao in my body, and the trick of hallucination is not good for me.

The "fox face" watched for a while, perhaps realizing that Wu Xie had no way, so his eyes rolled, as if he had suddenly discovered something unusual, and stared behind Wu Xie with a strange expression.

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but be shocked. How old has this thing lived, and is it really fucking good? Actually a scholar who plays with the sound of the east and the west?

Of course, Wu Xie had no reason to fall for it, and he estimated that he didn't have any other tricks, so he used a lighter to open the way and approached the "fox face".

As soon as Wu Xie moved, he suddenly felt an inexplicable itch coming from the back of his neck, and when he turned his head to look, he only saw a clump of "hair". Needless to say, apparently something is lying on his back right now.

Wu Xie was taken aback: Damn, there is more than one of these things!

At the thought of a clump of "hair", which had been silently sticking to his back for an unknown amount of time, Wu Xie couldn't help but feel creepy.

He put the cold steel knife in his mouth, grabbed the "hair" on his back with his free left hand, and desperately pulled the mass out!

The "hair" was slammed against the rock wall, but then it didn't hit its head on the rock, breaking the bloodstream. I saw it spread out in mid-air, turned into a bat-like thing, and actually glided for some distance with the air current, and climbed firmly onto the stone wall.

The "fox face" on the ground let out a burst of gloomy laughter, and the one attached to the rock wall also turned its head, and the two "fox faces" looked at Wu Xie coldly together.

Encountering two such difficult guys at the same time was something Wu Xie never expected, especially since this thing seemed to have a certain degree of wisdom. It is obviously not feasible to deal with them hard, and Wu Xie can only outwit them.

Wu Xie slowly retreated to the place where he had left his equipment, and the two "fox faces" were very cautious and didn't seem to follow. He pulled out all the remaining solid fuel from his backpack, spread it on the ground, and lit the wind lamp in the middle. After making these preparations, Wu Xie put the old blood-stained bandage on the ground, gritted his teeth and broke open the wound on his right hand that had just begun to heal, and dripped the blood on the bandage drop by drop.

Wu Xie finally confirmed that there was nothing missing in the entire arrangement, so he bandaged his right hand tightly again, took the rest of the equipment and retreated to a dark place dozens of meters away to hide. Next, it is to extinguish the light in your hand and quietly wait for the other party to take the bait.

Wind lanterns became the only source of light in the darkness.

Wu Xie hid in the dark, breathing as lightly as possible, waiting for the "fox face" to appear. At this time, he held the fat man's pistol in his right hand, and the bandage was tightly wrapped, which made him temporarily unable to feel the pain of the wound. The black blind man's devilish training has greatly improved his marksmanship, and the accuracy rate of hitting targets within 100 meters can reach more than 95%. But this time he only had one chance to shoot, and those "fox faces" were cunning and would definitely not fall for the same place twice.

Therefore, this is Wu Xie's only chance to ambush, and success or failure is here.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally a ghost-like shadow silently entered the range illuminated by the wind lantern. It didn't go straight to the center of the trap, but tried the truth back and forth around it, as if it didn't see Wu Xie, so it hesitated about the smell in front of it.

Wu Xie was secretly anxious in his heart, and began to worry that this trap would not work for the "fox face".

However, after more than ten attempts to resist the instinct, "Fox Face" finally couldn't resist the instinctive drive, and gradually approached the bandage in the center of the trap. Wu Xie secretly exhaled, "Ancestor bless", and immediately raised his hand to shoot at the wind lantern when he saw the opportunity!

The sound of an old-fashioned pistol sounded like a scorched thunderbolt in the ear, the wind lamp shattered under the powerful impact, the glass flew everywhere, and solid fuel spilled all over the ground.

The fuel near the bandage was ignited, and the flames immediately spread with lightning speed, and in an instant, the "fox face" was surrounded by the starters.

The fox-face's long fur was quickly burned, and it panicked and tried to escape from the burning area, but Wu Xie had already taken the lead and blocked its way from the periphery.

The muzzle of the gun is pointed at the "fox face".

After a moment's hesitation, all the fur on Foxface's body was ignited, and it let out a piercing wail, and began to roll on the ground, turning its whole body into a smoking fireball.

The "fireball" kept rolling and let out a scream of pain, which made people's eardrums hurt when they heard it, and just as Wu Xie was about to shoot it to give it a painful blow, a wind sound flew towards the back of his head.

As soon as Wu Xie turned around, he only had time to catch a glimpse of two gray and shiny eyes, and his face was covered by a black shadow.

Only then did Wu Xie realize that the two "fox faces" were in a division of labor and cooperation, one was responsible for attracting the attention of the prey, and the other was responsible for hiding in the shadows to sneak attack.

The praying mantis caught the cicada and the yellow finch was behind, and although he successfully dealt with one of them, he was finally attacked by the other.

Wu Xie couldn't open his eyes, and his mouth and nose were also blocked by long "hair", which felt like someone had covered his face with a wig, and as soon as he inhaled, hair drilled into his nostrils.