"The red flood spread very quickly. We were far apart and quickly ran on the road and escaped the disaster. But the other two workers closest to the cave were instantly swallowed by the floods. Their bodies melted in the blink of an eye, leaving only the blood on the beach, dyeing the flood more vividly."

When I heard this, my eyes were fixed and I said coldly: "How deep can the flood that surged from the hole? It can actually swallow two living people in an instant?"

The fat man sneered when he heard this, obviously feeling that the uncle was a little exaggerated.

"Really, the flood just touched their feet, and both of them fell down and were submerged and melted in the blink of an eye."

The black-faced uncle was in tears.

I also looked at each other and stopped asking questions, so as not to stimulate this uncle who was about to collapse.

But I think we don’t think so, but in the eyes of ordinary people, that kind of scene is really terrifying. If you have a bad heart, you will probably be scared to death.

Strangely, when we walked to the black-faced uncle, we didn't see any holes, only weeds that were ashamed.

The fat man frowned and did not take out his Luoyang shovel, but instead took out his dagger. This was also the four magic weapons I took out from the Paladin's Mansion before. They were much sharper and more terrifying than my previous Thunder Sword.

This thing is even more advanced than the Luoyang shovel. However, the fat man has already developed feelings for the Luoyang shovel. In addition, his strength is limited, so he does not need to use this dagger in normal times.

Uncle Li, who rushed over after he noticed that we were moving, was dumbfounded, and the fat man quickly cut off the weeds nearby.

"I am worthy of being a master, I will cut it." The black-faced uncle was a little excited, obviously frightened by the weirdness here. Because of the fat man's performance, he finally relaxed a lot.

It is enough to have a fat man show off in this kind of thing. I was too lazy to participate, but instead lowered my body and started to study this soil.

The young man seemed to be stunned by the fat man, and looked at the fat man with a frown, not knowing what he was thinking.

This soil is not cracked, but strangely, it is completely different from other Microsoft soils. The soil is slightly red. From a distance, it looks like a standard red clay, but it is not the case.

These soils reveal a bloody smell, and the soil itself is not red, but in the relatively hard soil, there are cracks as thick as hair, just like Zhang Ju.

And the red liquid half more than sweat droplets continues to leach out of the cracks and gradually dyes the soil red

"What's wrong? There is no hole, do you have to dig it open?" The fat man was covered in black lines, but he was still ready to move.

I've given this guy a blank look. Although this guy is much smarter now than before, his careless virtues have not changed.

This guy stared at his huge copper bell eyes, but he didn't even notice that the roots of the weeds that had not been cut off at his feet were all red!

This guy was a little embarrassed by my eyes. It was very rare, but he finally realized something was wrong and turned around and wanted to cut off the grass.

"Slow down!"

I slapped the dagger away, my eyes cold.

"What's wrong?" The fat man turned his head to look at me in confusion.

"Everyone retreated and left the red clay range!" I didn't explain and told the black-faced uncle and Secretary Li.

The two of them were a little confused, but perhaps the vividness of the past was vivid in their minds, so I shouted, and the two of them ran away almost conditioned reflexes and did not stop until they were nearly twenty meters away.

"What happened?" The fat guy hadn't reacted yet, so angry that I wanted to slap him.

His eyes were cold and pointed at the soles of his feet. The guy looked down and then screamed: "Damn it, when did my soles be worn by me? It hurts so much!"

This guy was holding his feet and was still jumping around the red clay. I was so angry that I pulled him over and got him out of the red clay range.

Black smoke began to emerge on his left sole. Fortunately, his soles were thick and not corroded too much. Otherwise, his entire sole might be ruined now.

At the time, people were panicked, especially the uncle and Secretary Li, whose faces looked extremely ugly, kept checking their feet.

These two guys are lucky. They are far away from the center of the red clay and have not stepped on many cracks. They are just corroded soles and their bodies are not seriously injured.

But the fat man's left foot had rotted the size of a piece of meat that was painted black, looking like it was burnt, and it also had a very unpleasant smell of fishy smell and rotten smell.

I immediately drew a talisman with purple talisman, then burned it to ashes, evenly applied the talisman ash to the soles of the fat man's feet, pasted a blank purple talisman, and wrapped it with tape.

The guy finally stopped screaming and looked at the root of the weeds I had before in a striking and suspicious manner.

"What the hell is this? Is it blood?" The fat man was stunned for a moment and looked at me in confusion.

"Master, it seems that the location of the cave last time is not the same, but I don't know why it disappeared, and grass grew." The black-faced uncle shouted anxiously.

After seeing the fat man's injury and bandage, Secretary Li's eyes lit up. It seemed that he was not unfamiliar with Taoist priests and should have recognized the purple talisman.

The fat man limped to the black-faced uncle, unwilling to see me staggering the cracks soaked in blood-red liquid, and in the blink of an eye, he walked to the cluster of weeds.

"Damn it, Nanwa, you are so sad!" The fat man said casually, but his eyes were not too worried. After all, although this kind of thing was weird, it was not much more powerful. He was just too careless before.

I had no words, so I took the dagger thrown by the fat man, and it was stained with cinnabar. I spent a rune to exorcise evil in the palm of my hands, and then grabbed the tip of the weeds and cut it.

It was about six or seven square meters, and I cut it into pieces in less than a minute, leaving only clusters of blood-red grass roots less than an inch.

The cut-off hollows of grass roots directly flowed out of red liquid, bright red, and completely different from fresh blood.

"Nanwa, could it be them?" The fat man's brows were almost tied and he asked nervously.

I sneered, Grandpa won’t say it for now, I’m afraid Yuwei’s blood is not this color at all! She is the thousand-year-old mutated zombie king!

As for the Ghost Fire King, who has ever seen that ghost's ghost blood be so bright?

He asked the fat man for the short willow wood sword he used to use, and then used the wooden sword as a shovel and began to dig up frantically.

After the sword body touched the red liquid, it gradually turned black. When I dug out a large pit that was 2 meters deep, the willow wood sword was as dark as coal.
Chapter completed!