Lao Hu looked serious, moved his neck, and said: "Don't be poor, Wu Xie and I have both been poisoned by spiders, and now our bodies are very stiff, let's see if there is any medicine." "Most of the ones we brought this time are anti-inflammatory and anti-infective, and the only thing that touches the word detoxification is the anti-itch water brought by the fat man.

I asked Lao Hu, "Does your white pill work?" ”

"That's anti-autopsy, it's useless."

The stuffy oil bottle frowned and said, "What is it?" ”

I estimated that there would be a way for the stuffy oil bottle, so I roughly talked about my experience, and then said: "Little brother, my whole body is stiff like a zongzi, and if I don't detoxify, I'm afraid I'm going to die here." ”

The fat man immediately looked reluctant and said: "Comrade naïve, if you die, in the future, our trio will be without you, and the zongzi will not be corpses, what is the point." You hold on, the fat man is going up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, and he must keep your life, even if you are really dead, every year in the future, I will bring you a bright weapon to the grave. ”

I said, "You don't need to go to the grave, there are too many bright utensils in the grave, and it is easy to be remembered." ”

The fat man was about to say something, but Lao Hu kicked him and said, "Little fatty, don't talk nonsense, it's important to detoxify first." Since the Rat King has been following us all the way, it is estimated that he will not give up, so we have to be careful next. ”

After speaking, he asked the stuffy oil bottle and said, "Brother Zhang, is this poison life-threatening?" The stuffy oil bottle said lightly: "Sleep." Lao Hu and the stuffy oil bottle contact time is not much, so he didn't react, a suspicious fox, I and the fat man understood, the stuffy oil bottle means, just sleep, the fat man immediately said: "Let's go, the hole will be dug tomorrow, to combine work and rest, and have fun in the bitterness, tonight the fat mouse will dare to come over again, the fat man I will directly roast it alive." ”

What I said to the stuffy oil bottle, has always been crowned with 100% trust, even if I don't understand, but also to adhere to blind thoughts, this is the past few years of fighting summed up the experience of life-saving, immediately the fat man helped me, the two hooked their shoulders and went to the tent.

The place where we camped was more than 200 meters away from the entrance of the cave, but because of the undulating terrain and the fact that there was a corner, we had to walk a long way back to the camp.

We were a group of four people, covered in dirt and sweaty, and walked to the camping place, and when we were almost at the place, our tent was exposed at the end of the flashlight, and outside the tent, all kinds of equipment were scattered all over the place, and the fat man hissed, and ran to the camp tent with me under the armpit.

There are guns and medicines scattered on the ground, and the food we are carrying is almost all eaten, the packaging bag of Wang Lao Wu's beef is full of dense bite marks, which are obviously bitten by mice, and even the medicine we carry, a large part of which is scattered on the ground, some injections are also broken, completely destroyed, and what is even more bizarre is that there are two guns full of water, emitting a foul smell, obviously rat urine, and the guns are scrapped.

The fat man stared at the packaging of Wang Lao Wu's beef, gritted his teeth, and looked like he had killed his father. The stuffy oil bottle unzipped the tent, only to see that the inflatable air cushion inside had been completely flattened, apparently bitten through.

The fat man scolded and said, "These rat spirits are not boring, no, if I don't turn out their nest today and completely eliminate their base, I won't be surnamed Wang!" ”

I didn't expect there to be such a show, it is estimated that after those rats were played away by me, they were angry, so they went to the camp to retaliate against Sapo, this rat king is also too terrible, and he actually knows that let the rats and rats urinate to extinguish our guns, and the food is also eaten up, and the medicine is also damaged, it's like a calculation, is the folk legend of the gray fairy true?

This rat ...... Is it really wise that he has become refined?

However, if these rats really want to take revenge, why don't they go to Lao Hu? It was Lao Hu who shot at the beginning, and Lao Hu and the three of them were only more than 200 meters away from the camp, and the rats had a keen sense of smell, so it was impossible to find Lao Hu and them.

Could it be ...... I subconsciously glanced at the stuffy oil bottle, and he was looking through the things around him.

Could it be that these rats are taboo stuffy oil bottles?

His precious blood, in addition to repelling insects, can also break the four pests?

Lao Hu was obviously also very angry, lost his usual composure, sang and harmonized with the fat man, and scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Rat King, and finally, Lao Hu sighed and said: "I have heard people say before, if you become a fine thing, every fifty years of life, you can have an extra life, let's shoot the Rat King's life, it is estimated that it will not give up." ”

I feel better about this, probably the toxicity is slowly disappearing, looking at the mess all over the place, I feel that my head is big, and the damage caused by these rats happens to be some of the most important things, which is really hateful.

The stuffy oil bottle got up, his voice was calm, and he said lightly: "It won't come." ”

Won't come? If we want its life, will this rat king give up? I looked at the stuffy oil bottle and was a little puzzled, the stuffy oil bottle glanced at me, pulled out the bronze ancient knife on his waist, turned his arm, the knife flew out with a swish, the bronze chain brushed, and then the blade was slammed into the ground, making a crisp sound.

I was dumbfounded, because the knife happened to be stuck at the junction of the river beach and the grass, as if it was a warning, and it made people feel as if this knife had made a dividing line for the world, and whoever dared to cross this line would definitely have something terrible to do.

I've always felt sorry for the black gold ancient knife of the stuffy oil bottle, so it was lost in the West Queen Mother Country, covered by fallen leaves, washed by the rain, it was really a tyrannical thing, so when I looked at this bronze ancient knife, I subconsciously made a comparison, because of the preconceived notions, I have never observed this ancient knife made of bronze material, and at the moment I took a closer look, but found that something was wrong.

I've always called it a bronze ancient knife, in fact, I understand that the material of this knife is definitely not bronze, if I guess correctly, this should be a rare metal, the name: cyanketone, although it is a word difference, but there is a world of difference.

China's cold weapons development has a long history, the surrounding Japan, South Korea, almost all countries adjacent to China, the casting of weapons have absorbed Chinese characteristics, but to build weapons, has always been a state secret, so many weapons casting methods, and not in the public public, the end of the Qing Dynasty, plus the invasion of the Eight-Nation Alliance, and then the Japanese invaded China, destroyed a large number of national wealth, the casting method of cold weapons, completely lost, now the most famous, only the Longquan sword, even if there are on the market, It's just a false appearance, and it will be smashed crookedly as soon as the hammer goes down.

Among the few remaining ancient books on weapon casting, there is a special substance: acetonone, which is said to have been discovered by the ancients, a rare metal that resembles bronze in appearance but has a very high density, but so far, no similar material has been found in modern times.

And on the bronze ancient knife in the stuffy oil bottle, there are some very abstract patterns where the handle is connected to the blade, I haven't paid close attention to it before, but now the more I look at it, it looks more and more like a certain structure of words, if the third uncle is still alive, maybe he will know what is written on it.

How did you get such a good thing? Could it be behind that bronze door?

The fat man patted me on the shoulder, probably shocked by the stuffy oil bottle, sighed, and said: "Yes, clean up, life has to go on, and the Ming utensils have to continue to touch, this little difficulty can't stop the steps of revolutionaries." ”

Lao Hu put away his shocked expression, turned his head and teased the fat man, and made fun of the rat king, I shook my head, and no longer thought about the stuffy oil bottle, since he said that the rat king did not dare to come, I guess that either the rat also taboos his blood, or the knife is weird.

Even if it's not, I believe that as long as there is a stuffy oil bottle, the rat king will definitely be cut in half as soon as he appears. Immediately, we picked out the things in one place, repacked them, and the equipment bags were much empty, and we slept on the broken air cushion that night.

Early the next morning, Lao Hu and the fat man went into the water to touch some freshwater clams, we used the slate as a pot, lit a fire below, the slate burned hot, and directly fried the clams, Lao Hu picked some natural ingredients in the mountains, a conditioning, the taste was wonderful, the fat man couldn't stop eating, and said: "Wow surnamed Hu, you still hide such a hand, how many things do you still hide from the fat man." ”

Lao Hu paused, kicked the fat man, and said, "My daughter-in-law taught you to eat it to give you face." The fat man smiled, put his arm around my shoulder, and said, "This brother, I haven't seen him for ten years, and his temper is growing." ”

I chuckled in my heart, looking at the fat man's oily face, I always felt that he had something to say, but looking at the way he was arguing with the old man, did he look like he had any mustard, could it be that I was too careful?

Lao Hu seems to be very interested in the stuffy oil bottle, just like I was back then, I like to make up two sentences when I have nothing to do, the stuffy oil bottle is still stuffy, and only a sentence should be answered from time to time, after talking for a while, Lao Hu also figured out the temper of the stuffy oil bottle, so he changed the topic and said: "Wu Xie, the tunnel you said, at first glance, it was dug out by hand, we were about fifty meters away from our target, and it was only more than 100 meters away from our target, do you say that tunnel will be ......?"

I nodded and said busily: "Brother Hu, the two of us want to go together, I didn't think of this layer at first, but now I also think it's very possible, that tunnel leads to the Immortal Dou." "At first, I was running in the tunnel, and I didn't know what direction the tunnel led to, so I didn't think about it at all, until Lao Hu drove the thief hole into the tunnel, and I didn't feel that something was wrong.

If two holes can be hit in one place, it means that their destinations are likely to be the same, and in this Ghost Thunder Mountain, in addition to this bucket being attractive, what else is there that is worth digging such a big tunnel underground?

Lao Hu nodded, his expression was grim, and said: "That tunnel, definitely not dug up by one person, it is likely to be an organized team, if their destination is really Douli...... Wu Xie, you have to be mentally prepared, this fight is likely to be abolished. ”