Chapter 13 The Old Men Meet

Listening to the wail coming from the wind, Hou Ping'an felt like he was in hell. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe smell of barbecue in the air made him almost vomit.

He has never seen this tonight.

Hou Ping'an had been patient, but when he saw a rolling fireball running towards the village, slower and slower, and finally fell not far from the entrance of the village. He couldn't hold back any longer, and threw up on the corner tower.

After all, he was only a five-year-old child, and it was beyond Hou Dahai's expectations to be able to hold on for so long. So after Hou Ping'an vomited, they took him down.

Maybe it's because there are a lot of people below, or maybe it's because the torches dispel the smell in the air, although Hou Ping'an's face is still pale, but it's still a little better.

Hou Dahai also came down from the corner tower, and after a few simple explanations to the people in the villa, he took Qin Wu and Bu Xiang towards the direction of Tianxing Cave.

After Hou Ping'an saw it, he hurriedly went up and grabbed the corner of Bu Xiang's clothes.

Bu Xiang was obviously a little embarrassed, and looked at Hou Dahai.

Hou Dahai didn't say anything, as if he didn't see Hou Ping'an, and still walked forward.

Ten miles away from Hou Haihai, of course, they are nothing. But it can really be said to be a challenge for Hou Ping'an, and before he is halfway through, he already feels that his feet are like lead.

It's just that as a thirty-year-old man, he doesn't want to and doesn't want to speak.

Hou Dahai and the others didn't know what the purpose was, and they acted as if they hadn't seen it.

The closer you get to the Star Cave, the stronger the smell in the air. Hou Ping'an's sense of taste or adaptability is also stronger.

Although the hands that grabbed the corners of Bu Xiang's clothes became more and more forceful, although his face was still pale, he finally didn't feel like vomiting. Hou Dahai's hearts were also more and more shocked.

Finally reached a critical line, and some blood and wounded people lying on the side of the road began to appear at their feet.

Fortunately, it doesn't look very serious, just some simple minor injuries, and I want to recover in a few days. It's just that these people who are obviously only slightly injured are still staying here and not leaving, what is the purpose of?

Hou Ping'an didn't understand, but Hou Dahai knew

Leaving now is like drawing water from a bamboo basket. But if you continue to stay, you may have a chance to make a small fortune. Although this means of making a fortune is a bit dark.

But there are a few people who come to Tianxing Cave to think about getting rich, and they are really kind-hearted.

After seeing a charred corpse, Hou Dahai and the others also stopped and did not go any further.

Looking at the Tianxing Cave not far away, I listened to a wave of chirps in my ears. Hou Ping'an finally had a preliminary understanding of the rivers and lakes of this era, and also had a little awe of the people in the rivers and lakes who were catching bloodthirsty bats at this time.

In his original world, although there are also so-called people in the rivers and lakes, there are also those strangers who are good at fists and feet. But I've never seen anyone who can move freely through such a cacophony of audio.

Just like Hou Ping'an at this time, after vomiting once, after the harsh sound pierced his brain, he vomited again.

Hou Ping'an finally understood how reckless it was for him to come here.

But he couldn't help but come.

Looking at the people who were stained with the blood of bloodthirsty bats not far away, and the people who were on fire all over their bodies, Hou Ping'an's feeling of wanting to enter the Tianxing Cave became stronger and stronger.

Maybe that's his way home.

Although the voice in his heart has been telling him to let him enter the Heavenly Star Cave. But Hou Ping'an did not act recklessly.

Instead, he cautiously hid behind a few people, looking for opportunities he thought would be appropriate.

Otherwise, if he is not careful, he is such a small point, but it is easy to die here.

Being alive is the source of all hope.

At Hou Ping'an's feet, I don't know when a small figure broke out of the ground, and before Hou Ping'an could see it, he was stepped on back by Bu Xiang beside him.

With the heavy sound of feet stepping on the earth, there is also the characteristic chirping of bloodthirsty bats.

This made Hou Ping'an start to be afraid.

He thought that this kind of thing flying in the night sky should resemble a bat. But after seeing that they could get out of the ground, he completely rejected this idea.

It can fly in the sky, it can drill in the ground, and I don't know if this terrible creature can still swim in the water.

The cry, which lasted for more than an hour, continued and tended to expand. There were even a few times, the piercing chirp seemed to penetrate Hou Ping'an's soul.

But fortunately, his soul is strong enough, or rather, a thirty-year-old soul is always a little stronger than a five-year-old child. If Hou Ping'an was really only five years old, maybe he would have the heart to commit suicide.

After Hou Ping'an saw a large number of shadows flying out of the Tianxing Cave, he was taken by Hou Dahai and a few people, and took the initiative to retreat a mile.

When Hou Ping'an and the others stopped again, they found that the people who had caught the most people near the entrance of the cave just now had already disappeared into the vast shadows.

Even the screams before death were heard, and they were drowned out by the sound waves of the bloodthirsty bats.

Just now, like Hou Ping'an and them, the few teams that had been watching and did not make a move finally began to move.

They all carry fishing nets similar to fishing, and use torches to drive bloodthirsty bats into a predetermined ambush circle, and then use the nets to catch them all.

It's obviously more efficient to do so, and it's not clear why those who go it alone don't use nets.

But when he thought of the fact that this damn thing would burrow into the ground, Hou Ping'an probably understood.

They are undermanned, and if they use nets, before they can step forward, maybe the bloodthirsty bats have already burrowed into the ground.

Looking at the bloodthirsty bats that came out of his feet from time to time, Hou Ping'an felt scared for the first time after coming to this world.

He didn't want to die yet, he hadn't found his way home yet, and he had a stupid woman waiting for him to come home.

Hou Dahai and the others never made a move, and like them, there was another team that seemed to have about dozens of people. The leader of the team was the middle-aged man Hou Ping'an saw in the town that day.

I saw that he was holding the sword in his waist with one hand at this time, pointing at the Tianxing Cave with the other, and talking to the people around him from time to time. But it was too far away, and Hou Ping'an couldn't read his lips, so naturally he didn't know what they were talking about.

Hou Dahai still cares about his son in the final analysis. Afraid that he couldn't stand the chirping of the bloodthirsty bat, Yu Guang kept an eye on him.

When he saw that his son had been staring in one direction, he also set his eyes in that direction.

When he saw the person over there, his gaze suddenly shrank. The hand that has been clenching his fists can't help but tighten up the three points.

And the people over there also seemed to feel Hou Dahai's gaze and turned their heads to this side. After he saw Hou Dahai's face clearly, the hand holding the sword couldn't help but exert a slight force.

Finally, the people around them noticed the expressions of the two. Naturally, they all noticed the person opposite.

When Hou Ping'an still felt that the person opposite was looking at him, Hou Dahai had already stepped towards the other party.

The ancients always liked to give up their hands when they met, but they didn't.

Even Hou Ping'an, who was most out of the situation, sensed that something was wrong.

Silence, very dull silence. Even the bloodthirsty bats seemed to sense that the atmosphere here was different, and did not attack here.

At this time, the middle-aged man also understood the meaning of what the old servant said when he was in the town.

Yes, with him, who dares to call himself the Hou Mansion?