In the Black Forest, a torrent rushed through the river, and suddenly there was an extra hand on the dead branches of the river.

Struggling, straining.

A head sticks out of the water and coughs loudly.

The man's face was pale, his expression was panicked and a little sober, and the water bladder in his hand was already deflated.

The man gasped twice, looked up, his face was happy, he slapped the water with his hand, and shouted, "We've escaped! Brothers, we've escaped! Hey, you idiot, don't pull my pants anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a head popped out of his lower back, followed by seven or eight heads on the water at the same time, all with the same pale and panicked faces.

The man who came out first laughed and said, "I know this place, it's the Black Forest, it's at least dozens of miles away from Baihugang, let's finally escape from that ghost place!"

A small man jumped out of the river and said, "Great!

The man smiled and said, "Brothers, hurry up and get out of the river, let's build a fire and roast our bodies, otherwise in the middle of the night, we will not be drowned by thunder and water, but will be frozen to death by wet and cold clothes, isn't it too much of a loss?"

Everyone laughed and struggled to get out of the river.

One man held a deflated water bladder, stretched out his thumb and said, "You taught us to empty the water bladder and fill it with air and survive in the torrent." I think you're a big brother!"

The others shouted: "Yes, that bastard Zhu Youslag ran away by himself, and almost didn't kill Lao Tzu, don't want Lao Tzu to go back and kill him." You saved our lives, and you will be our big brother from now on!"

The little man said: "Big brother, all the brothers are enthusiastic, it's not good to excuse and hurt the brotherhood!"

The man hesitated, slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! Since the brothers insist, then I will be disrespectful." Today I am the eldest brother, and in the future, if there is a bite of me, there will definitely be a bite of the brothers!"

"Good!"

The crowd was talking lively, but no one noticed that a strange rattan stretched from a distance to the feet of several people.

It spread silently, and suddenly swooped up, straight into a man's spine. This was followed by a sucker like a locust, and a frenzied blood draw.

"Hmm!"

The man's eyes widened sharply, and his face began to twitch unnaturally.

The man next to him laughed and said, "Hey, look, this kid has cramps!"

The crowd laughed.

After laughing for a long time, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, not only did the man cramp and tremble all over his body, but also began to bleed from seven holes, and his body dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in front of everyone's eyes, he turned into a dried corpse.

The others screamed in fright and retreated.

The rattan sucked the essence blood, and the momentum was victorious, splitting in two and inserting into the spine of the two at the same time.

Now someone saw it and shouted, "Oh no, there are monsters!

The others panicked and turned around and ran wildly.

However, in the dark forest, how far could a few men who were already exhausted in the river escape?

The rattan was born once and cooked twice, and this time it only took a short moment to suck a big man into a dry corpse, and it was effortless to catch up with the few people who escaped.

For a moment, the Black Forest was filled with terrible screams.

After a few minutes, the Black Forest fell silent, and the rattan swayed around a few dried corpses, like a greedy child looking to see if he had sucked his fingers clean. Then he slowly retracted into the hole dozens of meters away.

The hole in the ground suddenly trembled, and suddenly exploded, and as the huge clod of earth flew up, a figure rushed out like a wind, and laughed wildly in a shriveled voice: "Yan Chixia, didn't you swear to trap me for a hundred years? I'm coming out again!"

The figure raised his hand slightly, and a rattan tethered to dozens of ashes in the hole slowly rose out.

"My well-trained daughters, it's time for you to show off your skills! Get me more wicked people! Let their flesh and soul celebrate grandma's rebirth!hahahahahaha!"

The sound of wild laughter resounded throughout the Black Forest, startling the birds one after another.

The night was dark and the wind was high, and the two wet men supported each other and limped down the path.

The two men are also difficult brothers, they were washed out by the water for I don't know how many miles, one broke his left leg, the other broke his right leg, if it wasn't for each other's strength, it would be difficult to climb ashore from the river.

The man with his broken left leg looked up and scolded, "What the hell is this?

The man who had broken his right leg comforted: "If you have a life, you will be content! No matter what you think, I will not go back anyway." Who knows when that bastard with vermilion oil slag will twitch his head and send Lao Tzu to death?"

"Hmph, you're clever, Lao Tzu doesn't know? I'll tell you, Lao Tzu has figured out a way out, and when the injury is healed, I'll go to a deserted village and a wild temple, shave my head and pretend to be a monk. I usually eat offerings from nearby villages, and there are lonely pedestrians passing by, so we don't politely open the meat!"

"Damn, what's the difference between you opening a black shop?"

"Are you stupid? Don't you pay to build a house when you open a black shop? I also want a cook and a shopkeeper, I don't know a single big word, and I'm afraid of goofs by pretending to be a shopkeeper, or it's better to be a fake monk, when I talk less and chant more times, I come and go is Amitabha Buddha, so deceitful!"

"Eh, that's a great idea!"

"That's!" the man with the broken left leg said proudly: "If it weren't for the sake of our life and death together, I wouldn't have been able to tell you!"

"That's it! I'll do it with you! Eh, you're really a god, just as you said the deserted village and wild temple, one popped up in front of you!"

The two of them put their hands on a pergola and looked into the distance, and faintly saw a temple in the dim moonlight.

It's just that the black light is blind and full of gloomy, and it is really not clear to see.

The two of them took two quick steps, through a misty grove and then around a piece of Tallinn, to get a clear view of the temple.

The man with a broken left leg found the temple monument, lay on it and looked at it for a long time, and read with a serious face: "Three, right, temple!"

"Bullshit!" The man who broke his right leg almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and scolded: "Your eyes are angry, Lao Tzu has never studied and knows these three words to read Lanruo Temple!"

"Hey, hey, can't I see clearly when it's dark?"

"Well, I see, no matter how dark it is, it's not as dark as your eyes! Why don't you even know a single big word! And you still blow it with me?"

"Why don't you know it? Didn't Lao Tzu pronounce the temple word correctly?"

"Nonsense, you're going to find me one that can be mispronounced?"