Lu Ziming looked at the cottage on the mountainside, the green of the mountains and fields was dotted with white clouds floating from the mountainside, a narrow silver belt flew down three thousand feet, falling from the mountainside into the bottomless valley, the mist rose faintly and shrouded the entire cottage, this is Wang Zhao's home.

Vehicles could not pass through the mountain stream at all, and a winding path was hidden on the ridge of strange rocks, and Wang Zhao said that the ancestors had placed their homes on the mountainside in order to escape the war, and after a long time they took root here.

"The scenery here is really good, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, one day I will choose to stay here", Hu Wei took the initiative to talk to Wang Zhaopan, and the words revealed the meaning of pursuit.

Qin Feng looked at the houses on the mountainside blankly, and said very discordantly: "In addition to the good scenery here, there are people living there!"

Lu Ziming smiled, lowered his head and continued to hurry.

The winding path has been carved by generations of clansmen to accommodate two people walking side by side, and wooden railings have been set up on both sides to prevent people from falling into the deep valley from the mountain road.

"Wang Hao, are you afraid?" Hu Wei began to play the emotional card.

Along the way, not a single zombie was found on the road, let alone the living, but a lot of scattered items were found, and there were dried and blackened blood marks on the stones and grass, suggesting that there had been unknown killings here.

The mountain wind echoed between the empty mountains with a whistling sound from the mountain stream, blowing away Wang Zhao's three thousand green silks, blowing her thoughts, expectation, fear, and hope mixed with a hint of fantasy, whispering and narrating back and forth in her heart all the time, "Maybe, maybe, probably, things are not as bad as imagined!"

No one knows what happened without seeing it with their own eyes, the air is still so fresh, the scenery is still so beautiful, but there is not a trace of cooking smoke in the mountain village, no tiresome dog barking, and no people walking out on the mountain road.

A terrible howl came from the cliff overhead, and a golden snub-nosed monkey let out an uneasy cry from the branches of the forest, and quickly disappeared into the dark woods, followed by a heart-rending scream from the depths of the woods.

"It's not good!" Lu Ziming didn't know what was wrong, and a trace of uneasiness spread from the soles of his feet to his whole body: "Hurry! Danger, get out of here!"

The screams in the depths of the woods were chaotic and panicked, and a stream of blood drifted away in the mountain wind, and the gravel and fallen leaves above the head fell from the sky one after another, almost hitting the four people under the mountain.

"What sound?" Hu Wei looked up nervously, his body clinging to the rock wall, too many strange things made people strongly alert to danger, and any abnormality would make people uneasy.

"Shhhh

Suddenly, the voice above his head gradually disappeared, and he returned to calm again, leaving only a faint blood in the air.

"The monster may be gone, we move along the cliff, when we cross the open space in front, don't stop, quickly get through guò, find the rocks on the side of the mountain to hide", the monster that can make the golden snub-nosed monkey in the Qinling Mountains panic, none of them is easy to deal with, in line with the principle of caution, more is better than less, and if you can avoid it, you can avoid it.

"Run, I'll cut off," he waved at the three people hiding in the shadows, and ran straight into the clearing in the mountain stream.

Qin Feng rushed out first, Hu Wei covered Wang Zhao in the middle, Lu Ziming followed closely behind, holding the corpse knife in his hand, and his facial features were under the control of consciousness, quickly spreading to every subtle spatial fluctuation around, and no wind and grass could escape his capture.

There is a thrilling clearing, and in front of it is a rocky boulder in troubled times, which is very convenient for a few people to hide.

Just when Lu Ziming felt that he had escaped from the range of the monster, gravel fell from the cliff behind him, and something climbed down the steep cliff, and he turned his head sharply in a high-speed sprint, his eyes were full of horror and uneasiness.

A huge black-backed spider hung upside down on the cliff, on the dark back, a golden thread from the head through the tail shone brightly, eight long furry legs tightly hooked the gap in the cliff, a shiny and slender white line as thick as a little finger hung down from the top of the cliff, and the white line was full of large and small black-backed spiders.

It's not that he hasn't seen a spider before, this black-backed spider is suddenly more than a few hundred times larger, its head and belly are half the size of a billiard table, and its eight strong and powerful long legs are like a mechanical monster in science fiction. Eight of them had a green glow in one eye, and a bloody monkey head hung on a pair of chelicera in front of their mouthparts, constantly sucking the milky white brain pulp in the monkey's brain, and the green mucus flowing out of the mouthparts of the black-backed spider dripped on the rocks to emit "squeaky" corrosive bubbles.

What's even more terrifying is that the blackback spiders are surrounded by large and small spiders, the smallest spiders are the size of a child, and around them are vertical spider silk threads, silently falling from the top of the cliff to the ground, revealing sharp and barbed chelicerae to the four people hiding behind the boulder.

"Run!" There are too many black-backed spiders, especially the huge black-backed spider, whose attack power should have reached the fourth order, and you don't have to think about it to know that it is not something that the four of you can deal with.

The retreat has been blocked by the black-backed spider, "running towards the mountain", Lu Ziming did not believe that the speed of the black-backed spider on the narrow and curved mountain road would be faster than four people.

A black-backed spider the size of Lu Ziming fell directly from the cliff, and landed on a boulder, the chelicerae suddenly opened, and a cloud of viscous liquid erupted from the mouthparts, entwining Wang Zhao's legs together during the run, Wang Zhao suddenly lost his center of gravity, and hit Hu Wei who was pulling him, and the two rolled down into the gap in the boulder.

"Die, monster!" The submachine gun in Qin Feng's hand spewed out tongues of fire, accurately hitting the mouthparts of the black-backed spider, the black-backed spider waved its sharp chelicera, but found that it couldn't stop the raindrops of bullets at all, one by one the bullets were shot into the mouthparts of the black-backed spider, the pale green liquid splashed everywhere, and the boulder dripping under him smoked, and the black-backed spider struggled and slipped down from the boulder.

"Woo ......", the huge black-backed spider made a mournful sound, eight long legs stepped on the cliff wall anxiously, the hard rock "slumped" down, and the single eye revealed the sadness and pain that only the death of a loved one has.

"Not good!" Qin Feng's action of killing the little black-backed spider obviously stimulated the pain of the huge black-backed spider, and the feeling of losing his parents made Lu Ziming's pores drumble in a cold sweat, and more little black-backed spiders surrounded him from all sides.