This card game is kind of weird

Chapter 237 Death
Feeling a little helpless after being told this on Wednesday, she squinted at Fang Qingyan: "I said Mr. Fang, we are all like this, so let's talk about something good!"

At this moment, Fang Qingyan also realized that she had said something wrong.

Although it is true.

But at this time, it shouldn't be said that this is unlucky. She quickly changed the subject with a smile: "Hahaha, indeed... But, I didn't expect to meet the legendary god-level player in this dungeon...On the Internet..."

As she was talking, she suddenly discovered that there were several tears on the back of Wednesday's shirt, as if it had been scratched by sharp objects, but there was no blood there, so she couldn't help but curiously asked: "How did your shirt get scratched?" ?You are hurt?"

Shaking his head disapprovingly on Wednesday, his eyes were fixed on the movements of Qingshan and Zhang Feiqi on the lawn: "It's nothing, it's just a pain. I've taken some medicines before, and my self-healing ability is very strong now."

Seeing his serious expression, Fang Qingyan knew that this was not a good time to chat, so she stopped talking, just like him, she focused on her companions on the lawn, hoping that nothing unexpected would happen.

With a compass in his hand, Qing Shan cautiously approached a piece of grass, and gently turned the soil under his feet with a broken knife.

After a few clicks, a corpse wrapped in parchment was scattered out as he turned it over.

Zhang Feiqi didn't care about the smell of blood, so he quickly knelt down and looked through it carefully with a dagger. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he said to Qingshan: "This is not an ordinary corpse, it seems to be a mixture of human blood and blood of evil spirits. ...I feel that Chen Dasheng should have used a more vicious method!"

Qing Shan looked at the corpse and shook his head in disgust: "This is mad enough, how can it be vicious?"

He pointed to the compass in his hand, and showed it to Zhang Feiqi: "Look, this place is originally an extremely cloudy place, and he must have chosen a cloudy time when he set up the formation. According to common sense, the formation eye should be set at the extreme The direction of Yang... If it is true as you said, and he used the most vicious method, then the eye of the formation is likely to be on the ridge of this extremely yin place! This ridge corresponds to water, and water belongs to yin, so it should be It's at the threshold!"

Zhang Feiqi glanced at the compass, then at the lawn under his feet, and questioned, "Are you sure?"

Qingshan shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "There is still one and a half hours in the countdown. If you hesitate any longer, you don't know how long it will be delayed. At this time, you can only try your luck!"

He turned around and walked for five or six minutes according to the instructions on the compass before he determined the position of the hurdle.

Qingshan used the broken knife to gently turn over the floating soil on the surface, but nothing happened. This made him believe in his judgment even more, and he inserted the broken knife into the soil vigorously.

There was a crisp sound of metal breaking in the air, and the broken knife in Qing Shan's hand broke again out of thin air!

Half of the broken blade was still stuck in the ground, and there was a large stream of blood flowing out of the broken blade.

"What is this? Did you find the body again?"

Zhang Feiqi looked at the strange blood flow in puzzlement, talking to himself, completely unaware that Qingshan's face had turned pale.

"No! It doesn't seem right! The things below seem to be alive! Run!"

With a livid face, he pulled Zhang Feiqi's arm back again and again, staring intently at the bloody land.

Zhang Feiqi stared at the land cautiously, and said puzzledly, "It's alive? How is this possible?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled sound from the corpse field, as if something was trying to get out of its restraint.

"It's too late! Run!!"

Qing Shan dragged Zhang Feiqi around and was about to run in the direction where he parked on Wednesday. After running for a few steps, he fell directly on the flat ground. It turned out that something like a wire was tightly wrapped around his ankle, which made him Pulled somersault.

The wire-like thing became thicker and thicker... the color also became darker and darker. At first glance, it looked like a black steel bar, wrapping around Aoyama's ankle to his thigh.

Qing Shan's heart felt cold... He suddenly pushed away Zhang Feiqi who was pulling him, and with the last of his strength, he stuffed the surrogate token given to him by Wednesday into his hand.

"Leave me alone, run! Quick!"

Zhang Feiqi was frightened by the sight in front of him, and he was still holding Qingshan's arm tightly: "Don't give up! Run with me!"

On Wednesday, when he found out that something was wrong, he ran out quickly.

He swung his tomahawk vigorously, and it took four or five strikes to cut off the thing entangled at the foot of the green mountain, but it was too late, the strange black steel-like thing had already corroded most of his body, from the waist down There was only a pool of blood left, not even bones...

With tears in his face, Zhang Feiqi desperately pulled Qingshan to the flat ground, and said loudly: "It's okay, it's okay...Recovering bandages...Recovering bandages can save you...Don't be afraid!!"

Qingshan's face was already gray and pale, the blood in his whole body was about to flow out, and he was dying... He stretched out his hand hard, grasped Wednesday's sleeve tightly, and said intermittently: "Actually, I am in the dragon Hushan is just a little Taoist priest...with no skills, but wants...to be a hero...Brother Zhou...you must take them...to escape...be careful!! That thing...it's alive!!"

This was the first time a teammate died in front of his eyes. On Wednesday he stared blankly at the smiling face that Qingshan squeezed out at the end, and watched his arm fall straight to the ground, and he couldn't breathe anymore.

Zhang Feiqi hugged Qingshan's body, his eyes were moist.

"If you hadn't pushed me just now, I would have died. Why did you save me?!"

Because he has always been a monk.

Picking up Qingshan's body on Wednesday, he turned around and walked towards the parking lot.

He found a place at the crossroads, dug a pit with his own tomahawk, and put Qingshan in it.

"Little Taoist priest, you know the result of not being good at learning...don't be brave in the next life." He lit a cigarette and stuck it in front of Qingshan's grave, sighed deeply, and turned his head to look at the lawn over there. .

Zhang Feiqi wiped away the tears on his face, pointed to the location where Qingshan was recruited, and said: "There shouldn't be some kind of formation there, there is something very dangerous, just now he said that thing was alive, I'll go and see it again! "

With a wave of the battle ax on Wednesday, she directly blocked her way: "I have already picked up a little Taoist priest... If something happens to you again, I can't explain it to the team, just return to the car and wait for me honestly, regardless of whether he is alive or not , give him a few axes to chop it up!"

Zhang Feiqi shook his head with a wry smile: "Qingshan sacrificed himself to save me, I can't just do it and watch, Consultant Zhou, can you lend me the golden mace?"

(End of this chapter)