Chapter 22: Water in a Barrel
"Hey, it's strange, why is this barrel filled with water this time, wasn't it all empty before?"
Just as everyone was nervously discussing the matter of the barrel, a suspicious sound suddenly caused the whole team to quickly fall silent.
"Besides, there seems to be something glowing in the water, I'll pick it up and see what it is. ”
After the team quieted down, the voice of the man who kicked the barrel for the fifth time continued to ring in the darkness.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp cheer suddenly came from the front of the line.
"Don't put your hands in there. ”
The old man had turned around at some point, staring at a certain direction behind him.
His eyes were sharp, as if he could see through the black fog and see what was going on behind him.
It's a pity that although the old man spoke to stop it at the first time, it was still too late.
The fifth person who kicked the barrel had his right hand into the barrel at the same time as the old man's voice came out, and his palm was soaked in water.
Hearing the old man's words, the man subconsciously wanted to pull his hand out of the barrel.
But at this moment, the water in the wooden barrel suddenly appeared with a huge pulling force, sucking his palm firmly into the water.
Not only that, but under this huge pulling force, the fifth man who kicked the barrel began to lean his body into the barrel.
"Help hold me, I feel like I'm going to be pulled in. ”
The fifth man who kicked into the barrel was very thin and named Yang Bing.
Feeling the tremendous power coming from his right arm, Yang Bing shook his other arm in a panic and asked for help.
The people around hurriedly went up to help and grabbed Yang Bing's other hand.
At this moment, the old man's voice came again, with a little urgency.
"Hurry up and cut off his arm, or it will be too late. ”
Everyone who heard this was shocked, especially the person concerned, Yang Bing, who was even more flustered in his heart.
Broken arm, this kind of price is too great, and it is still the right arm that is broken, which is a devastating blow to him.
However, feeling the increasing pulling force on his right arm, a wisp of ruthlessness appeared in Yang Bing's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.
"Who's going to help me, I feel ......"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Bing suddenly felt that the pulling force coming from the water suddenly surged several times, pulling his entire body over in an instant.
"No!"
A desperate roar rang out in the black mist, but it quickly vanished.
In the black mist, an ordinary wooden barrel stood quietly on the surface.
It was only fifty or sixty centimeters tall, but just now, it swallowed a whole person alive.
That's right, it's "swallowed".
The person standing next to the barrel saw with his own eyes that Yang Bing, a big living person, fell into the barrel and disappeared.
"What about Yang Bingren......
There was silence for a few breaths, and in the silent ranks, someone let out a low trembling, and his tone revealed an unconcealed fear.
A man that big, but he was sucked into a barrel much smaller than him.
Witnessing this strange phenomenon, a panic began to spread in the hearts of everyone.
"Gollum...... Gollum ......"
Suddenly, a series of strange sounds sounded in the black mist.
It sounds a lot like the sound of a person spitting bubbles in the water.
The source of the sound was the strange wooden barrel.
This "grunt" was not big at first, but as time went on, it became louder and louder.
"Yang Bing?"
In the darkness, someone tried to shout at the barrel.
A dozen breaths passed, and no one responded, only the sound of a louder grunt kept coming from the barrel.
"Gollum...... Gollum ......"
The people who were wrapped in the thick fog listened to the sound of someone spitting bubbles in the water, and their hearts became more and more afraid.
Liu Xiong had come to the barrel at some point, he stared at the barrel in the dark, and slowly pulled out the long sword in his hand.
"I'd like to see what's going on. ”
A chilling voice came from Liu Xiong's mouth, and he slowly approached the barrel with his long sword.
When the surrounding subordinates saw this scene, they all held their breath, and their eyes stared at the blurred figure approaching the barrel in the black fog without blinking.
Soon, Liu Xiong had already walked to the front of the barrel, and listening to the continuous "grunting" sound coming from it, he poked his head out and looked into the barrel with wide eyes.
But at this moment, a thin arm suddenly stretched out from behind Liu Xiong's back, pulling his body back for some distance.
"Boy, don't die. ”
The old man's deep voice sounded in Liu Xiong's ears.
The old man stood behind Liu Xiong, although he was talking to Liu Xiong, his eyes were looking at the barrel.
There, the gurgling grew louder, and the wooden barrel that stood on it began to shake as if something was about to burst out of it.
Liu Xiong looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, he opened his mouth, and was about to take this opportunity to ask the old man what the situation was.
"Bang ......"
There was a bang, and suddenly it resounded in the area.
In front of them, a column of water erupted from the barrel, like a fountain.
It's just that this fountain is a bit big, the diameter is as thick as half the waist of an adult man, and the water spewed out is also very abnormal, extremely red, like blood.
Bright red columns of water gushed out from the barrels, as if with a mysterious power, and wherever the red water went, the black mist actually dissipated.
Under the continuous gushing of red water, the black fog around the barrel was much thinner unconsciously, greatly increasing the visual distance of everyone.
Under the effect of red water, the entire team had already seen a column of red water more than one meter high that erupted from the wooden barrel at this time.
After quietly observing the time of a few breaths, the face of the old man standing beside Liu Xiong suddenly changed, and he shouted at everyone.
"No, hurry up and get away from the red water on the ground. ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone subconsciously looked at the red water on the ground.
On the ground, the red water gushing out of the barrel had covered a large part of the ground.
To everyone's surprise, the red water flowing on the ground was actually bubbling one by one.
Moreover, the way the red water flows is also extremely weird.
As if they had a consciousness of their own, they quickly spread along the ground and in the direction where everyone was.
In other directions, the red water did not flow at all.
As soon as the old man issued the warning, he quickly retreated a distance and joined Liang Zhen.
"Lin Lao, are these red, blood-like liquids also attached to this black mist?"
Seeing the old man come back, Liang Zhen, who had been silently observing the situation, asked with thick eyebrows.