At Li Xiaodong's suggestion, the three of them planned to go to a relatively quiet ecological restaurant on the outskirts of the city, eat a farmhouse meal, and then go fishing, planning to relax for half a day.

However, the car was still on the road, and Li Xiaodong received a phone call, Wang Shicong, a well-known rich young man who had not been in contact for a while.

"Mr. Xiaodong, are you still in the East China Sea? I am now in the East China Sea, and I want to treat you to a meal. On the phone, Wang Shicong's tone was a little excited.

"Wang Shao, what's the matter with you?" Li Xiaodong could hear the earnestness in his tone, so he was a little more straightforward and asked directly.

"Mr. Xiaodong, do you remember the burnt spell paper ash you gave me last time, last time? It has rekindled again...... Wang Shao's tone was even more excited, even a little frightened.

It turned out that in the past two days, Wang Shao couldn't stand the instigation of a few adventure enthusiasts in the circle, and brought a group of friends from the same party back to Kunlun Mountain to explore the secret realm and take a look at the wonders of the coffins hanging in the forest.

Wang Shicong once suffered a corpse poison here, and also died two travel friends, this time to revisit the old place, of course, is extremely cautious, will not go to the cave or the secret place with unknown circumstances casually.

But this time they went to a lot of people, more than a dozen travelers, all kinds of expedition equipment, and brought several fierce hunting dogs, and even a rich young man brought the king of dogs raised at home, the Tibetan mastiff, with him.

There is a way that there are many people with great strength, and their courage will become very big, not to mention that they also brought a group of fierce hunting dogs to protect the master, so Wang Shao let go of some hands and feet, lit torches, and led everyone into a dense foggy mountain bottom canyon.

Under the heavy fog, Wang Shao led everyone to hold torches high and slowly walked forward in the canyon.

At that time, the visibility in the canyon was very low, and everyone could only see the crazy thick vines that were close by, the old trees that were dead on the ground, and the piles of strange rocks with sharp corners.

It is also strange, the deeper you go into the canyon, the color of the dense fog becomes darker and darker, as if these dense fogs are not formed by the moisture in the sky, but from a yin qi from the Nine Hells.

Several of the hounds in the team began to show signs of whining and crowing and timidity, but the huge and ferocious Tibetan mastiff seemed to be stimulated, bared its teeth and barked fiercely, and took the initiative to move to the front.

At this time, a strange thing happened, and everyone could see clearly, Wang Shao's outdoor clothes began to emit dark green flames, and it seemed that some kind of strange chemical combustion appeared on his body.

Wang Shao was startled on the spot, and immediately remembered Li Xiaodong's confession, once the ashes rekindled and burned this dark green cold light flame, he turned around and fled quickly, as far as he could.

Wang Shao shouted, turned around and ran.

But a dozen of his companions hesitated to stay where they were, not as determined as he did, as if assessing the danger to see if they could walk a little further.

With a whine, the Tibetan mastiff began to wield.

It lunged into the mist, barking fiercely and biting as if it were fighting some creature.

A few rich boys immediately drove the other hounds forward, then took off their shotguns and ran over to see what was happening.

Wang Shao had no choice but to follow the end of the crowd nervously and go over to take a look.

I couldn't see it, but I saw a golden centipede the size of a small wooden boat, fighting with a group of hunting dogs led by a Tibetan mastiff.

Although the centipede was huge, its movements were very sensitive, and its thick body swung and the pincers in front of its jaw were clamped, and suddenly a hound was simply cut in two, turning into two pieces of flesh splattered with blood.

The centipede can also spray black mist, and as soon as it shoots a cloud of venom at the dogs, several hounds will scream and slump to the ground on the spot, waiting to be cut in two pieces by the centipede.

Everyone was taken aback when they saw this scene of dogs fighting giant centipedes.

But they are not afraid, they have hunting rifles in addition to hounds.

Someone shouted, and everyone raised their shotguns in unison, and shot countless shots with bang

The sound of gunfire shook the dead canyon, the cluster of gunpowder jets dispelled the thick fog, and when everyone raised their guns with smiles and joy, and even some people stood on the corpse of the centipede and took pictures with a smile, something even more terrible happened.

In the depths of the canyon, under the craggy rocks on both sides, on the mountain walls of the canyon on both sides, on the trees, on the vines, and under the rotten dead leaves on the ground, there was a sound everywhere, and hundreds of large and small centipedes were dispatched in clusters, some of which were even bigger than the one just now, and crawled towards Wang Shao's group from all directions.

After everyone raised the torch and saw it clearly, their faces turned white with fright.

This time, Wang Shao didn't need to call everyone to run quickly, more than a dozen people ran faster than rabbits, used all the strength to eat, and ran desperately in the direction they came.

But there is a saying: it is easy to come, but it is difficult to leave.

Everyone ran all the way, shooting and killing the centipedes that surrounded them on the left and right, but even so, because of the dense fog and the reason why the vines and rocks under their feet blocked the road, they couldn't outrun the cluster centipedes that crawled fast and chased behind.

The sound of puff and puff sounded, and one after another people accidentally tripped and fell to the ground, falling and screaming.

When the torches were extinguished, Wang Shao, who was running at the front, looked back and saw clearly.

As soon as a companion fell to the ground, before he could get up, a group of centipedes followed the sound and crawled quickly, they avoided the torches that fell to the ground, starting from the feet, from the sides of the body, tearing the companion into a few bloody pieces, and the companion did not even have time to scream twice, and died tragically under the centipede's thousand feet.

The crowd was so frightened that they could only flee more carefully, for fear of tripping over rocks under their feet or falling into the mud of dead leaves, which would be the only way to die.

But if you don't run fast, it's a dead end!

At the critical moment, Wang Shao was still smart, he took off the outdoor bag behind him while running, and shouted in panic: "Quick! Hurry up and ignite the fire! Centipedes are afraid of fire!"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

The people who escaped remembered that the crawling centipede had deliberately avoided the torches, so they hurried to run away like Wang Shao, while taking off the backpack behind them, and took out all the items that could burn or shine such as pocket gas canisters, outdoor travel lights, flashlights, and even tablets inside, and threw them behind them one by one while running around in embarrassment.

(End of chapter)