On a quiet moonlit night, the predators poured out of their nests, running to eat and killing for hunger. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The strange traveler walked alone, holding down his fleshy lower abdomen with one hand, staggering and staggering.

Fresh blood, bile, and vomit stained the half-tall wheat grass in the shape of a serpentine shape, steaming slowly.

The fog is thick, and the temperature and humidity left over from the day completely blend and sublimate during this time, and the air becomes more and more humid.

The horror was palpable, and the weary traveler suddenly stopped with his back to the trunk of the tree and looked around.

Because he wasn't sure whether he should sit down and wait for rescue, or if he should continue on his way into the unknown forest.

The devil knows what kind of man-eating monster will emerge from the next bush.

The hands of the Bernie mechanical watch stop at a quarter past six, and the second hand goes forward and backward a notch, ticking.

The surface of the watch had been crushed into white flowers in the fatal rush just now, and it seemed to be completely broken.

Judging only by the height of the moon and the vague length of time spent in the forest, it should be close to 12 midnight.

If anyone had found the scene of a crash on the highway, they would have called the police and dispatched rescue personnel a long time ago.

However, until now, the mountains and forests have been so quiet that there is neither the barking of search and rescue dogs, nor the light source of flashlights in the darkness, nor even a single signal light in the clear night sky.

Could it be that the highway to Zhehua City has been closed to traffic since 6 o'clock?

Or is the world so hot and cold that no one cares about it?

Well, at least for the sake of making headlines, give a call to the newspaper or website A.

Ten hours ago, he sat at a spacious desk and 'listened quietly' to the leader's teachings, and 'dutifully' rushed to prepare the business report for the first half of the year.

Although the company's salary is not high, and the relationship with colleagues and leaders is also very comfortable. But thinking that I could fix a few more pieces of silver in my bank card every month, I gradually got used to it.

To be honest, when you reach a certain stage of age, the determination to start from scratch in a new job is not something that ordinary people can have.

Unexpectedly, when the performance form was only halfway through, the company's leader in charge of business called and asked him to drive to Puhua Building in Zhehua City to pick up the car.

People who have been in the company for a long time know that it is nothing more than a bald boss who lives a cheating life with the little beauty who has just been recruited by the company's finance department in the name of official contact, and then let the company's car come back when it is over, showing that it is official. Whenever the boss lady has a question or two, she can also have someone to help block the gun and be a competent wingman.

Anyway, this errand is what he has caught up with!

However, staying up late and driving for a long time caused him to lose concentration while driving.

While driving on the highway section, I accidentally fell into a trance and passed shoulder-to-shoulder with the oncoming bus.

People and cars flew off the guardrail at the same time and rolled down the cliff.

It's just that......

The lost traveler looks around.

......

How could there be a swarthy cheetah more than three meters long in the barren mountains and forests next to the traffic arteries between cities?

Moreover, with the development of forestry and animal husbandry, the trees that are more than 10 meters high around the city-level cities have long been cut down. But every tree around it is as tall and rugged as an apartment building.

What puzzled him the most was how it was possible for a dog day at the end of July to be as cold as an ice cellar.

Thinking of this, he was shocked to realize that the palm pressed on his lower abdomen was already so cold that it was stiff and numb, and he couldn't even feel the temperature of the blood oozing out of his abdomen.

Or is there no temperature in the blood? Even the dew dripping on the face is warm and moist.

Wait a minute!...... Slimy dew?

The young traveler's eyes widened suddenly, and there was a hint of stickiness in the corners of his eyes.

Nervous emotions came to mind like a strong electric current.

At the same time, he instinctively reacted in the same way as he had been in a car accident, falling to the ground and curling up and rolling forward, plunging headlong into a pile of rotting leaves.

Roar!

A dark shadow suddenly swooped out from the place where he had just leaned! The hard and thick skin of the tin bark tree was scratched with several claw marks more than 20 centimeters long.

A ferocious beast that resembled a ten-fold magnified Russian Achianji blue cat jumped down from a tree in anger, staring at the direction of its prey and whispering in annoyance.

It is a great shame to let a single human escape the deadly prey again and again as a hunter who rules the night!

Behind the pile of rotting leaves was a ravine more than ten meters deep, and the panther gently sniffed the residual smell of the ground, judging that the human traveler should have rolled down from this place. A gray and white sneaker was left on the side of the ramp, and the trail of escape extended to the edge of the stream before disappearing.

The turbulent water crashed against the countless reef rocks, making a rattling sound.

The human traveler didn't seem to swim ashore on the other side, was it swept away by the rapids?

If you continue down the river, when the moon rises to the very top of the sky, you will enter the hunting zone.

I don't know why humans chose this path, but we have to bite him to death before then.

About seven moons set before a massacre broke out in the forest.

At that time, almost all of the companions who were accustomed to daytime activities were crushed into a thin sheet of flesh, regardless of race, and even the forest overlord of the carnivorous world, the largest in size, the most teeth, and the thickest hairy scales, the Bone Chewing Beast, was instantly screwed to pieces.

It didn't want to be put in danger because of a skinny guy who didn't even count as dinner.

The terrain is further complicated by the exposed roots of giant trees, making it difficult to tell if the section you have just climbed is uphill or downhill.

The dense foliage makes it possible for inexperienced travelers to lose their way or fill in a few new wounds.

For the third time, the panther had jumped up the low branch to spy on the movement, fresh blood was everywhere, and the smell of sweat left on the human body was stirring at the tip of its nose, but it was unable to determine his location.

The human traveler doesn't seem to be as easy to hunt as he was at first, and he's starting to learn to be smart.

For example, he will always be used to staying in the water and refuse to leave for a long time.

The open view of the river area makes it extremely difficult to conceal it, and rushing to the exposed location will only make it your own. But if you are too far away, the smell will be washed away by the stream.

When it came time to enter the shallow mud area, the traveler completely gave up walking on the ground, leaving not a single footprint on the mud floor.

He was nimble as a six-gibbon leaping on a raised rhizome, rippling through one dangerous swamp after another with his old dead branches.

The traveler sensed that his previous survival methods had helped, and he no longer panicked and continued to die.

He deliberately tore his undershirt into strips of cloth and threw them at his feet, then turned in other directions.

After a few repetitions, he quietly climbed down the branches, squeezed his whole body into the mud between the several large trees that were closely arranged, leaving only the part above his nostrils, and finally carefully covered his head with a thick layer of dead leaves.

Now, there seems to be a delicate balance between the hunter and the prey, with both sides waiting for their chance.

Or the panther finally gave up the prey it had already received and chose to leave.

Or the traveler can't bear the tension and runs again.

Minutes and seconds passed.

The young traveler was glad that he couldn't see anything clearly in the dark night, and out of the corner of his eye, he could always catch a glimpse of a few indistinct insects crawling by. In the daytime, he would have run out with a pale face.

He prayed silently, hoping that there would be no centipedes, scorpions, carnivorous insects, or other insects in the mire. Otherwise, instead of being bitten to death by a swarm of insects, it is better to satisfy the appetite of the black panther.

The lower abdomen and back where the panther had scratched began to warm up, and it became hotter and hotter, and even the breath exhaled from the nostrils became hot like fire.

Common sense told him that if he could not get effective treatment within a few hours, a few injections of metronidazole (anti-inflammatory injections) and the like would definitely cause a high fever.

Then, the exposed flesh will slowly fester, and pockets of pus of various sizes and nauseous colors will grow around it.

By the time these pustules are all over the body, death is not far off.

The pain haunts the traveler, and he finds himself wandering with speculation, so he plans to find something to do before fear gets the better of him.

For example, stiff legs with activity.

The mud swamp was deeper than expected, and the ground became harder and harder the further down the ground, and at last I felt a sense of solidity at the limit of what my toes could touch, and it felt like sand.

He thought to himself that if he could find support close to the trunk of the tree, at least he wouldn't have to worry about falling asleep for a while and sinking into the mud and being buried alive.

The traveler grabbed the root of the tree next to him and pulled his body in that direction, but he was afraid that the movement would be too loud, so he had to hold his breath and sink a few more so that his legs could also exert his strength.

The soles of the two **** feet stirred back and forth in the mire with difficulty, as if they were stirring the dough that had just been reconciled. Countless small cold stones slid past the instep of his foot, and he grinned in pain.

Suddenly, something grabbed his leg, and he couldn't shake it off.

In desperation, he had to pull it out of the mud with his hands.

Damn it! skulls?

It looked like he had been dead for a long time, his eyes were full of dirty mud, and there were several cracked hollows in his skull.

The skeleton was draped in clothing, and although he couldn't make out under the mud, it still made him feel strange when his hands groped for the bones.

The scapula, collarbone, and humerus are covered with metallic touches, and a short sword hangs behind the pelvis. There are similar decorative things in the phalanges and cervical vertebrae, but they seem to have weathered and become stone-like, crumbling when pinched.

Could it be that the skeleton was a soldier in ancient times?

After the traveler had groped for it again, he put the dagger in his bosom and stepped the skeletal frame back into the mud.

The dagger feels like new iron, and the lines on the scabbard are like countless strange symbols and unknown birds and beasts, and you can feel its preciousness even without looking at it.

Gently grasp the hilt of the sword and push it out slightly, making a crisp metallic sound, 'Choke'!

The faint green glow sparkles like fireflies.

He hurriedly retracted it into its scabbard and looked around, hoping that the fleeting glimmer would not be seen by the lurking Panther.

The chirping and howling of insects lingered in my ears, one after another, as if I was playing a concert.

Gradually, the tweets died down, and some whisper-like voices came.

"Idiot! That's my thing!"

"That's the first thing I saw!"

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"Fat little one, come to my belly..."

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"Delicious, delicious, delicious..."

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Who??who's talking?