Chapter Twenty-Six: After the Cushion

Subconsciously turned around, I don't know who was speaking, this voice was very familiar, but I couldn't make a judgment immediately.

But there was nothing behind, and it was at this moment that Uncle Li was distracted, allowing the water ghost to take advantage of the void.

At the moment of her roar, she fell off violently and clasped a paw on Uncle Li's neck.

Seeing this, the master hurried over to help, and the other two tied up the monster with hemp rope.

I found that all this was not so simple, it turned out to be a trap.

There was a loud bang on both sides.

Looking vigilantly to the left and right, there are two long black strips crawling through the wall.

It was so fast that at that moment, I thought of the marching ants.

"Is it termites? No, it's not this color, but if it's a marching ant, how can it be in an ancient tomb? ”

Li Hu was so frightened that he was about to stumble, and said vigorously: "Unlucky, unlucky, what's the matter with us?" Is this a five-element offense? ”

He tugged at my sleeve and refused to let go, which was annoying.

"Isn't it a bone master? When I came to visit the tomb, didn't check today's feng shui? ”

"Damn, don't come with me if you're afraid of death, and I didn't ask you to lead the way, what's the matter, Wei Fatzi is dead? All of them are cowards! ”

The master was still more powerful, and immediately used a marching knife to cut off the flesh on the water ghost's neck.

This guy doesn't seem to have pain nerves.

still pinched Uncle Li's neck and didn't let go, Uncle Li's face had already burst out with green tendons, which should be painful.

There are two extremely visible scars on the neck.

I saw him pull out a large stack of yellow powder from his backpack and slam it on the water ghost's face, the guy squeaked and screamed, and took several steps back, bouncing very strongly, very similar to the blood flea we caught before.

"Hurry up, this place is not suitable for a long time." Meng Yu reminded.

"Don't worry, no matter what kind of bugs are behind you, you are afraid of fire, as long as you use blasting technology to block them in the back, we have a chance."

Meng Yu gestured easily and said.

"I'll cushion back, and the rest of the people will quickly withdraw."

"Hey, you stinky boy, don't be reckless, don't fight hard when the time comes."

Layers of blood appeared on Uncle Li's neck, and it was still flowing out, and he was still very worried about Meng Yu, a kid, although he was a stinky fart, at the critical moment, he was very righteous.

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, with this kung fu, you would have run away long ago, and besides, I didn't sacrifice my life for righteousness."

The master nodded and left with the rest of the group.

I glanced back, only to see Meng Yu take out a few more paper buckets from his trouser pocket, and those insects crawled over like a mountain of seas.

He just threw it, forming a huge arc on both sides of the waterway, and a few more booms, shaking the whole catacomb, and we had fled to the bend.

There were a lot of gravel pieces falling from our heads, followed by dust, and a few of us hid in the corner and watched the master bandage Uncle Li's neck with gauze.

"Fortunately, after the corpse poison invaded the flesh, the carrion was clamped out with pliers in time, and there would be no big problem."

Uncle Li was sweating profusely, and it was estimated that it hurt to touch, after all, he was cutting flesh on his neck, and if he was a little careless, he touched the major artery, and the whole person was fart.

"Let's take a look."

"Me?"

Seeing that Meng Yu hadn't come back yet, the master pointed at Li Hu and said.

He pointed at himself, a look of reluctance.

At this time, the sound of insects squirming suddenly disappeared.