It is very dangerous to spend the night in the deep mountains, and it is necessary to prevent the attack of fierce beasts, perhaps in everyone's opinion, where are there so many fierce beasts in these years, but this is a primeval forest located in the depths of Changbai Mountain.

At this time, the whining sound was getting closer and closer to the place where Mo was located, and suddenly a white mist rose in the mountain, and the confused white mist was entangled in the forest, making the light refracted by the moonlight in front of him even darker, and he couldn't see the situation ahead.

Mo Li hurriedly woke up the old ghost, "shhh" Mo Li woke up the old ghost with a mute gesture.

Immediately after that, Mo Li's divine sense penetrated the white mist and went away with the sound, which was a good sight, which startled Mo Li.

Yes, it is a group of people, the first leader is a middle-aged man, wearing a green cloth hat on his head and not seeing his face, he should not look very old, wearing a green cloth gown, a black belt around his waist, a pair of straw sandals on his feet, and a bell in his hand, the bell shook, and there was a whining bell.

The middle-aged man's long black hair was blown up by the night wind and fluttered around, and the middle-aged man was followed by a long procession, they wore hats, they couldn't see their faces, and they didn't know whether they were men or women, they were wearing white clothes and white pants, like the longevity clothes worn by dead people, and they walked very specially, with stiff hands and feet.

Seeing this scene, Mo Li secretly scolded at the time for being unlucky, what age is there still a corpse chaser, and besides, this is not the area of Xiangxi, what the hell is alive.

Legend has it that there is a kind of corpse industry in Xiangxi, but it has disappeared for many years according to the changes of the times, and now looking at the middle-aged man in front of him, holding a soul bell in his hand, shaking the soul bell, while sprinkling yellow paper money, and then the corpse behind him will follow them forward. And right now, this middle-aged man must be a corpse chaser, and the group of people wearing hats, white clothes and white pants, and walking with stiff hands and feet behind him must be corpses.

It is said that there is a rule that when it is dark and you must stay at dawn, that is to say, all those who drive corpses hide in a place during the day to rest and sleep, and start to rush until dark.

Mo Li glanced at the distance, the middle-aged man passed through the layers of white mist, and came to this side, only a hundred meters away, at that moment, Mo Li said to the old ghost and the old eight: "Carry the bag, go" Then Mo Li grabbed his backpack and got out of the tent, and ran out in the opposite direction.

The old ghost and the old eight were confused, "What's going on" The old ghost was puzzled when he heard the old ghost ask, and shrugged his shoulders, and at the same time, the two of them also grabbed their backpacks and chased after Mo Li.

When Mo Li and the others ran towards the mountain, the middle-aged man within a hundred meters looked in the direction of Mo Li's running, obviously stunned, as for the expression on his face, he couldn't see it clearly because of the hat, and then continued to shake the bell in his hand and walked forward

"Corpse chaser, evil door," Mo Li said to the old ghost and the eighth ghost who ran over.

"Corpse catcher?" the old ghost muttered, not saying anything.

The old ghost glanced at the surrounding woods and said to the eighth, "The eighth, give me the suitcase."

The old ghost opened the suitcase, the suitcase was divided into two layers, the upper layer was three boxes of things, and a bunch of pistol parts appeared on the next layer when the old ghost ripped open.

"Desert Eagle, released by MRI in 1980, the prototype gun was completed in 1981, 0.357 caliber, one box of ammunition per person, one box of 42 rounds, one clip of 7 rounds" The old ghost seems to know more about guns and the like, and while assembling the gun, he told Mo Li about the use of the pistol and precautions.

Soon, three pistols were presented in front of the old ghost, and the old ghost first picked one out of his own hand and weighed the weight in his hand, and then pinned it to his waist, and the eighth man also stepped forward and took one casually.

Mo Li looked at the pistol a little excited, and kept looking at the silver pistol on the suitcase.

"Take" the old ghost picked up the pistol and threw it to Mo Li.

Mo Li stretched out his hand and took the pistol, the pistol was holding some weight in his hand, "Where did you get it?"

"As long as you have money, you don't have anything to want" The old ghost picked up the pistol and gestured forward, "With this thing, you have a sense of security in your heart" The old ghost smiled at Mo Li.

"This thing, how to use it" Mo Li studied for a long time, and he didn't know what the switches above were for.

"Let's use a gun for the first time"

"Nonsense, I'm not a terrorist or a violent person, I have nothing to do with this thing"

The old ghost shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, these three parts are insurance: the gun chamber insurance, you can only pull the gun chamber after opening this, the trigger insurance, you can only pull the trigger after opening it, the magazine insurance, if there is no bullet, the insurance effect, the gun chamber cannot be pushed forward, pull the gun chamber, here you can pull the trigger, and, if you don't want to shoot, you can't turn off the insurance, and then pull the sleeve to unload"

"Bang" As soon as the old ghost finished speaking, a crisp sound surrounded the entire mountain forest, and some sleeping animals at night were also awakened.

"Grass, Brother Mo, look at it" The old ghost watched the bullets fly past his ears and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Originally, the old ghost wanted to go up and beat Mo Li, but I am afraid that he will not hit Mo Li by then, and the old ghost himself will have to break a bone again.

Mo Li was also startled here, the old ghost said that Mo Li was doing it according to the steps, who knew that the old ghost had put a bullet in the gun when it was assembled, and saw that the old ghost had some blood in his ears, Mo Li was a little afraid "I'm sorry, old ghost"

"It's okay, I forgot to remind you that there are bullets in it"

"You can take this thing," Mo Li said and threw the pistol to the old ghost.

It's not that Mo Li doesn't like it, it's just that the scene just now is really scary, and if you don't get it right, you can hurt yourself.

The old ghost didn't refuse, took the pistol and pulled the sleeve, put his fingers in the trigger to make the gun rotate twice quickly, and then put it on the other side.

"Damn" Mo Li despised the handsome old ghost.

"Ah~~~" Not long after the gunshot, a shout came from a distance.

Lao Wu looked at the calendar, it was another Monday, and it was also the most difficult day, on this day, I hope that readers, have a happy life, readers who are in a dull mood, get off work and drink beer with Lao Wu, and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows!