[Stolen Pen] Wangmeng's Little Black Hole's Road to Escape

I don't know how long they ran, but the five people couldn't remember how many turns they turned. Pokerfing grabbed the fat man and said, "Okay, the design of the stone road here is a bit weird, and it shouldn't be able to catch up in a short time." Everyone After stopping, he realized that he was already sweating profusely. Wu Xie was full of doubts, and hurriedly asked Wang Meng what they were talking about. Boyoufeng didn't speak, but just sighed and put Pan Ziping on the ground. He softly said "blood corpse" and then rubbed his hands against the wall.

Wu Xie hurried to look, but saw a terrifying bloody handprint on the wall. He thought Wang Meng was injured, but seeing Wang Meng shaking his head slightly at him, he knew that nothing was wrong, so he went to check on Pan Zi's injury What's up.

Pan Zi really almost "sacrificed himself" this time out of the idea of ​​sacrificing himself for others. He was injured so badly that almost his whole body was covered with cuts. If he was wrapped in bandages, even if there were enough bandages, he would become a mummified.Fortunately, most of the wounds were not deep, but several on his neck and abdomen were almost fatal. It seemed that these bugs were very good at attacking soft places.

Poker Ping pressed Pan Zi's abdominal cavity with his hands, pulled out the ancient black gold knife from his waist, and said, "Help me hold him down."

Wu Xie was shocked, with an ominous premonition, and hurriedly asked, "What are you going to do?"

Poker Face stared at Pan Zi's stomach, like a butcher looking at his victim, he stroked his two oddly long fingers around his wound, and said, "He got one in his stomach. "

"No way." Wu Xie looked at him suspiciously, then at Wang Meng and Fatty, Wang Meng had already held Pan Zi's leg, and Fatty had already held Pan Zi's foot: "From your From the performance point of view, I believe him a little more."

Wu Xie had no choice but to hold down Pan Zi's hand. Poker Fing lifted the gash on his stomach with a knife, and then used his fingers to lick his wound with lightning speed. With one probe and one hook, a blue corpse was caught. Lame, the speed of these movements is already very fast, but Pan Zi still arched in pain.

"This one died of suffocation in his stomach." Poker-Face threw the corpse away, "The wound is already too deep, if it is not disinfected, it may become infected, which is very troublesome."

The fat man took out the glorious bullet from the gun, and said: "How about we learn from the advanced experience of the American people and use this glorious bullet where it is really needed? We unscrew the bullet head and burn his wound with gunpowder." ?”

Pan Zi grabbed the fat man's foot, gritted his teeth in pain, and cursed, "I didn't get shot! You fucking want...you want me to burn my intestines?" He took out a bundle of bandages from his pants pocket , there is still blood on it, it seems that the wound on his head was removed, and he said, "Fortunately, it didn't fall off. First, tie it up for me, and fasten it tightly. This wound is nothing!"

The fat man said: "Personal heroism is not fashionable these days. Comrade, I have seen your intestines, so don't hold on." After finishing speaking, the three of them hurriedly stopped him. Wang Meng said: "Don't act recklessly!" , if the bullet really burns to his internal organs, it will be over, wrap it up first."

The fat man was right when he thought about it. Everyone frantically helped Pan Zi wrap up the wound, then tore a few pieces of cloth from Wu Xie's clothes, and wrapped another layer outside. Pan Zi was so painful that he almost fainted, and kept leaning on the Gasp on the wall.

At this time, Wu Xie remembered something and asked the fat man, "By the way, who the hell are you?"

Just as the fat man was about to speak, Poker Face made a gesture to keep quiet, and immediately everyone heard a creepy clucking sound coming from the side of the aisle.

The fat man held up the gun with only one glorious bullet, and gestured to Poker Ping and Wang Meng, meaning: How about we fight it?Pokerfing waved his hand, disagreeing, and asked everyone to follow his example and cover their noses. He covered Pan Zi's nose with one hand and turned off the miner's lamp with the other.

Immediately, the five of them were plunged into absolute darkness, except for the horrible rattling sound, it was their own rapid heartbeat.The sound was getting closer and closer, and a very strange stench appeared in the air.

But suddenly the voice could not be heard, Wu Xie's heart trembled, did it find us?

After a full five or six minutes, an extremely eerie but clear clucking sound suddenly appeared beside them, so real, and Wu Xie felt his scalp explode immediately, because the sound was almost right next to his ears!He desperately pressed his mouth to prevent himself from screaming, and his clothes were almost soaked in cold sweat.

About half a minute later, the voice finally began to move to the distance. Wang Meng was slightly relieved when he heard the voice go away, but he didn't expect that just as he relaxed, suddenly, there was a "pop", I don't know Which bastard actually farted at this time.

The voice suddenly disappeared. At the same time, the mine lights came on, and Wu Xie immediately saw a huge strange face almost sticking to his nose. Two pupilless eyes stared straight at him. Wu Xie Xie staggered in fright, stepped back several steps, and looked at the thing again, only to realize that it was a fucking blood corpse!But this blood corpse somehow broke off an arm, making it even more frightening.

At this time, Poker Fing yelled: "Run!" The fat man looked clumsy, but he was actually very flexible. He rolled on the spot, picked up Pan Zi, and ran away. Wu Xie followed behind him, cursing: "Damn!" Fatty, did you fart!"

The fat man's face flushed, "Damn! Which eye of yours saw the fat man fart!"

Wu Xie was really annoyed, "I said, you are a fucking disaster!" At this moment, he suddenly heard the fat man in front shouting: "Ah..."

Wu Xie was startled, and just about to ask him what, suddenly his feet were empty, and he yelled loudly. It turned out that he didn't take the miner's lamp just now, and he turned a few more turns, and basically couldn't see anything. At this time, the road under his feet seemed to be Suddenly it disappeared, Wu Xie didn't know how deep it was below, and felt as if he was falling into a bottomless abyss.

However, that feeling was quickly replaced by a huge pain in his buttocks. While he was dizzy, there was a sudden flash of light, and the fat man turned on his wolf-eye flashlight.Wu Xie saw that this was another stone room, very simple and very similar to the previous corpse cave, but because of the different size, Wu Xie was sure that it was at least definitely not the same.But the fat man was very nervous at this time, and said: "It's really a narrow road to Yuanjia, so it's possible that there are insects biting here again?"

Speaking of insect bites, Wu Xie thought of Pokerfinger and Wang Meng, and wanted to say that there is Pokerfinger at least there is no need to be afraid of bugs. Looking back, shit, both Wangmeng and Pokerfinger are gone!

Are you going astray with us?Wu Xie hurriedly recalled it, and found that during the chaos just now, he didn't notice where the two people were or whether they followed.Wu Xie thought about it for a second, the monster didn't know what it was, how could it let itself run away, it must be Poker Ping and Wang Meng who blocked them from behind.Thinking about it this way, I can't help but feel a little worried. There is no need to worry about Poker Fing's strength, but Wang Meng is just an ordinary boy in Wu Xie's eyes, and Wu Xie is very worried about his safety now.

The more Wu Xie thought about it, the more he felt that it was very bad. If this continues, he will die sooner or later. The fat man checked his surroundings, then put Pan Zi in the corner, sat down himself, rubbed his buttocks and said, "By the way, I have to Let me ask you something, the little brother told me that you came down to find something, did you also come to find Guixi?"

Wu Xie was inexplicable when he heard it, "Could it be that there is such a thing?"

The fat man listened carefully, and there seemed to be nothing chasing after him. He said softly to Wu Xie, "What? You don't know anything, and you dare to go down into this tomb? Do you know, what does this King Lu Shang do? "

When Wu Xie heard it, he seemed to be able to get something out of his mouth, so he asked, "Isn't he just a little prince and king, but I heard that he can use Yin soldiers to fight."

Fart," the fat man gave Wu Xie a contemptuous look, "I tell you, the so-called King Lu Shang and the so-called borrowed soldiers are actually a big lie, if the mystery hidden in this ancient tomb If I don't tell you, you won't be able to guess even if you guess badly. "

Wu Xie has accumulated a lot of experience in reading people in the business of antiques and rubbings in the past few years. This line of business is the most test of your eyesight. You need to be able to read things as well as people. When he sees this fat man, he is not a real person. If I want to get news from this kind of person, it is better to provoke him than to say good things, so I pretended not to believe him at all, and said: "What do you say, if you really know, you can be like a headless chicken. Bumping here?"

As expected, the fat man gave in. He took a flashlight to shine on Wu Xie's face, and said, "You still don't believe me? My fat man has been preparing for more than a month before he came. You know what King Lu Shang is doing." Do you know what is going on with borrowing Yin soldiers? Do you know what is the use of ghost seals?" Seeing that Wu Xie did not speak, he smiled complacently, "I tell you, this King Lu Shang sounds like a general, but in fact he is a general. Just like us, he is an upside-down."

The author has something to say: Not long after I got home, I am so tired today, let the author take a rest...

Regarding the question of whether Wang Meng is naive or bad water mentioned in the last chapter, well, bad water is bad water, in fact, it still depends on your thoughts, I have difficulty in choosing~

It's really sad to finally catch a cold after blowing on the air conditioner every day.

Oh, by the way, please let me know if you find any mistakes and loopholes in my question (some typos are not counted, I tried it, but I can’t change it)

However, if the loophole is too small or too big, you can ignore it or treat it as my setting~<(￣︶￣)>

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