Looking at the moth flying away, everyone looked confused.

immediately reacted and breathed a sigh of relief.

"These moths may have flown into the shaft occasionally." Wu Xiaoxie said, using the gun in his hand as a stick to pick up the white snake under the stone carved face, and showed it to everyone, "We have to be careful, this is a big guy, and he just shed his skin here not long ago."

Wu Sanxing walked over and touched it with his hand, the touch was sticky, and his face suddenly changed, "Fuck hold the gun to Lao Tzu, this skin is still very fresh, and the snake that has just shed its skin must not have gone far."

Everyone suddenly became nervous, sped up to clean up the mycelium, and then used a miner's lamp to illuminate the opening of the shaft.

But after a long time, I didn't find anything.

The slightly lower shafts were searched, and everyone's eyes had to be focused on some almost vertical shafts on the top.

Among the mops' men was a skinny little man with a strong climbing ability, so he climbed up the crack at the edge of the cistern, checked four or five in a row, and finally shouted in surprise, "Here's one!"

Wu Sanxing asked him to tie the rope and hang down, and the rest of the people climbed up one by one, and as soon as two or three people went up, they heard the kid shout again, "No, boss, third master, there is another one over here!"

Wu Sanxing was about to look up with the miner's lamp, a red light suddenly flashed, and in the next second, the thin man let out a terrible scream, and the whole person disappeared at once.

"Not good! There's a snake in the shaft, shoot it!"

Zhang Qixun roared, grabbed the gun of unknown person casually, and aimed at two shots in the shaft.

With a click, a long, soft object fell from it and fell at everyone's feet.

Before everyone could wake up, there was another scream from above, and the little man who had just been dragged up struggled out of half of his body from the mouth of the shaft covered in blood, and before he could call for help, he was dragged back again.

I only heard a creepy squeezing sound, as if the bones and internal organs of the whole body were squeezed together, and the screams stopped abruptly.

Crackling, a large mass of tiny cockscomb snakes crawled down from the mouth of the well, jumped into the air, and rushed into the crowd like lightning.

Everyone dodged and shot in a hurry.

In the dense gunfire, at the mouth of the shaft above, a blood-red python with a thick bowl mouth poked its head out with a letter, and the bright red cockscomb was still dripping blood.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Qixun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he yelled, "All retreat, retreat into the pit where we came!"

It's a pity that the mop gang has been frightened, and they don't care about it at all, squeaking and screaming and putting their guns indiscriminately, and drilling into the cracks of people who can pass through them.

Zhang Qixun scolded secretly, pulled Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man to quickly shrink behind the central stone pillar, dodging the stray bullets flying indiscriminately.

was about to pull Wu Sanxing and Pan Zi over, but found that they had been squeezed into the chaos of the crowd and didn't know where to go.

I had no choice but to shrink in place, take out the egg whites and scatter them around the three of them, waiting for this wave of snakes to chase the scattered guys away.

The roaring gunfire faded away, and Zhang Qixun poked his head out to look down the shaft, and there were five or six corpses lying on the ground, and the python-like pheasant's neck was hovering down from above, biting the neck of the corpse and carrying it up.

As soon as Zhang Qixun came up, the big pheasant's neck found him, his body and head bent into a fishhook-shaped, and his resentful and vicious eyes stared at him intently.

Looking at each other, Zhang Qixun quietly picked up the gun in his hand, and Wu Xiaoxie and the two behind him held their breath nervously, and cold sweat seeped out from the corners of their foreheads.

The big pheasant let go of its fangs on its neck, put down the corpse in its mouth, and crawled along the top of the reservoir to the stone pillar that Zhang Qixun was leaning on behind the three people, coiling around the stone pillar rope, and the cockscomb was vigilantly erected, as if it was tempting.

Seeing this, a small jar appeared out of thin air in his hand, quietly waiting for the opportunity, and at the moment when the pheasant's neck probe went down, he flicked his hand, and all the egg whites in the jar were thrown onto the pheasant's neck.

Suddenly, the pheasant's neck seemed to be stimulated by sulfuric acid, and the snake fluttered

White gas bubbled out, the snake's mouth opened wide, making a terrible sound, and the body twisted painfully, trying to rub off the egg whites that had just been stained on the body.

The saying that you will die while you are sick is absolutely true.

Afraid of alarming the other cockscomb snakes that had been far away from here, Zhang Qixun did not shoot, but pulled out the black gold ancient knife behind his back, stood up and found the right angle to slash off its head with a wave of his hand.

"I'll drop grandma!" The fat man bared his teeth and screamed, "What's in your jar, it's better than sulfuric acid."

The snake body that lost brain control could no longer support it and fell off the stone pillar, and the blood-red snake that had just finished molting its skin, near the head, the originally shiny scales were corroded and blackened at the moment, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the bones pierced from it could already be seen in serious places.

"A poison that was dug out of the tomb of Gu Miao, a poison that specializes in dealing with this highly venomous snake." Zhang Qixun put away the knife, raised the jar in his hand, made a little joke, and put it into the space.

The fat two are obviously not surprised by Zhang Qixun's behavior.

"My third uncle, they don't know where they went." Wu Xiaoxie sighed, looked at the messy footprints in the shaft, and muttered.

Zhang Qixun stood in the shaft and responded, "Here, follow me."

Xin said, after talking openly and honestly, Wu Sanxing should no longer throw away the peace buckle he gave because of suspicion.

The fat man took two steps and turned his head to look at the egg whites at the bottom of the cistern, which had not yet completely penetrated and dried, and his expression looked a little pity.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand to Zhang Qixun and said, "Is there an empty canned food box or anything, I'll shovel up these snake repellent medicines and bring them, otherwise it will be wasted."

Zhang Qixun shook his head with a smile and took out the box and shovel from his backpack and gave it to him.

The fat man scooped up the layer of soil soaked in egg whites and put it in the box, holding it happily.

In order not to alarm the other little snakes, all three of them put their guns on their backs, held daggers in their hands, and walked carefully in the well with their waists bent.

The mop gang simply lost their armor when they fled, and every once in a while you could see the miner's lamps and water bottles they had dropped, perhaps there was still the smell of human temperature on them, and a few snakes were still coiled around them and biting, unwilling to leave.

Seeing a lone snake, Zhang Qixun reached behind his back and made a few gestures, Wu Xiaoxie and the fat man understood.

Silently counting three counts, Zhang Qixun rushed over like a string of arrows, and with a wave of his arm, a cold light flashed, cutting off the two snakes together.

The two fat men who followed closely also stabbed one to death, and as soon as they straightened their waists, Zhang Qixun suddenly stared in one direction, his eyes showed a cold light, and the dagger in his hand also flew out at the moment he turned his head.

Before the last pheasant could make a calling sound, he strangled it in the cradle.