Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned by my grandmother's golden silkworm poison Chapter 13 Blocked the d
I followed the noisy crowd and ran downstairs. Someone next to me shouted what happened? Someone downstairs immediately replied that someone was dead and asked who it was. They said it was Liu Hanguang.
After a distance of more than 20 meters, we finally arrived. We pushed aside a few shocked soldiers and saw a headless corpse lying on the ground. His head was held by a soldier running towards us more than 20 meters away.
.The moment the head was cut off, a large amount of blood surged out like a fountain. There were blood drops in the grass, on the small trees, on the stones and in the soil, making the whole place extremely bloody. I smelled it.
With sweet blood, he saw the soldier running over, crying and trying to put the head and body back together.
It was hard to round a broken mirror, let alone a human body? No matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to combine the two things. In the end, he gave up and sat in a pool of blood, crying like a child.
Through the stains of blood, I looked at the young and pale face rolled aside, and then I understood who Liu Hanguang they were talking about.
Xiao Liu, this little soldier whose name I didn’t even ask for, was sleeping on the same bed with me in the guest house a few days ago, but now, his body and head have been separated, and his soul has returned to the Youfu. At this moment, I suddenly
I feel that life is so fragile. Even though I am used to seeing death, at this moment, I feel a strong anger about to burst out.
Should everyone who participated in the encirclement and suppression operations be exterminated?
So vicious!
Seeing that the brother who ate from the same pot with him every day turned into a dead body in an instant, Wu Gang's eyes were red, he stretched out his hand and pulled the collar of the nearest soldier hard, and roared angrily: "You **** tell me,
What is going on?" The soldier was so excited that tears and snot ran out from his nose. He said that something suddenly jumped out from the grass just now, and then hacked Xiao Zhang to death with just one knife... It was a
Monster, we didn't have time to react, it ran away!
Hu Wenfei grabbed the furious Wu Gang from the side and asked if that thing was wearing a straw hat?
The soldier shook his head and stammered with gestures to describe: "That ghost thing is eighty centimeters tall, with black hair all over its body, a white head, a pointed mouth like a pig, feet a bit like a human, but its hands are like a praying mantis, very
Fast, running as fast as flying, even guns can't catch up..." As he said, the soldiers who went to catch up also came back one after another. A fierce-looking guy in the lead wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to Captain Wu,
*** ran like a cat and got lost!
Wu Gang's expression changed, and the veins on his forehead suddenly squirmed like earthworms. He shouted towards the thorn bushes in the distance: "Fuck you, come and play if you can! What's the point of being sneaky?"
We were silent, feeling that the atmosphere around us was a little depressing. Before anything happened, a person died, and it was under the eyes of so many of us. Obviously, the dwarf mule was well aware of our arrival.
Then, a surprise attack becomes unrealistic. Boss Hong, who is leading the team, is also very uncomfortable. The old man held a meeting two days ago and said that he analyzed the failure of our last operation and said that this time we would try not to kill anyone and complete the final mission.
Victory, but Xiao Liu's death was a slap in the face.
Dwarf mules are far from being as simple as we think.
I squatted down and looked at the dead Xiao Liu, looking at the fracture in his neck, imagining what kind of sharp knife would take away this young man's life. I suddenly grabbed Zamao Xiaodao's arm and said, "Do you have any?"
I think their descriptions are very similar to the same thing? Zamao Xiaodao looked up to find the tiger cat, but the fat bird jumped to nowhere. When he saw me, I asked him, confused, what was he talking about? I said fast.
Black shadows, knives, flickering and appearing...don't you think of something?
Zamao Xiaodao closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and asked, could it be the black shadow that cut off the left arm of his brother-in-law Xiao Yingwu in the Yelang Sacrifice Hall in Shennongjia?
I nodded and said I felt like it.
Zamao Xiaodao nodded thoughtfully and said that this trip might be really troublesome. Just as he was talking, Ma Haibo called us to go to the tree. We hurried over and a bunch of people gathered around us. We only heard
Boss Hong said: "...the parties involved in the last mission must be protected. Okay, let's implement the second plan. Old Wu, are you ready?"
Wu Lin, who had been silent and smoking a cigarette, nodded and said no problem, let's start now.
After saying that, he called a soldier, took out many clay pots from his backpack, and then squatted on the ground and started working. Although he was old, his hands were as well maintained as a teenager's, and he was very dexterous, constantly
He took out various herbal juice potions from clay pots and glass bottles, and then shook them to neutralize them. Just like the teacher who did chemical experiments when we were in school, it was all kinds of magic. After a while, he prepared a large pot of the stuff,
All fell on the red cloth.
I smelled the pungent smell of realgar, and saw snakes retreating, phoenix grass, dog shit beans, etc., and I couldn't tell them apart from the rest.
While Lao Wu was arranging the herbal red cloth, soldiers were already picking up firewood one after another. Of course, the firewood was not dry, but was between dry and moist. Once burned, it would produce a lot of smoke.
The so-called second plan was actually proposed by the old man Wu Linyi. He said that if the effect of a surprise attack could not be achieved, he would use a red cloth scarf specially prepared to drive away dwarf mules and burn it at the entrance of the cave to let out the smoke.
Infiltrate into the cave and force those guys out to fight us.
Simmering soup, his special thing, short mules, definitely can't stand it. It is more effective than the fresh glutinous rice. As long as they smell the smell, those short mules will become irritable, and then come out with red eyes to fight. However, at that time
I pointed out that the cave was hidden underground and almost hollowed out the entire mountain. These biochemical attacks may not be effective. Wu Linyi laughed at that time and said that this thing was just a smell, and it was blocked at the door to smoke.
One night, they will either faint and die, or they will stumble out and fight for their lives, no matter how big the cave is.
Of course, the final result of the matter was to make a backup plan, because everyone's concerns were the same as mine, that it would not work because the hole was too deep and too far.
However, after seeing the scene just now, Mr. Hong's pressure immediately increased and he did not dare to take risks. He could only cook slowly, force out the short mule, and win the greatest victory at the smallest cost. He worked for more than half an hour.
On the other side, Wu Gang has led people to collect Liu Hanguang's body in a body bag. After Wu Gang vented his anger and calmed down, he calmly issued an order for everyone to set up camp. We have to spend a lot of time in this place.
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After the soldiers opened the cave entrance that could accommodate one person in and out, it was filled with a lot of dead branches and leaves.
Someone poured gasoline on it, and then Wu Linyi placed thirteen red cloths soaked in potion on the pile of firewood one after another, and then looked to the side. Next to him was Hu Wenfei, a middle-aged man who didn’t move much.
There was just one more yellow talisman. He waved it twice and rubbed his fingers quickly on the paper talisman. It spontaneously ignited without fire. When the talisman was half burned, he stretched out his hand and threw it forward. The sparks caused the firewood pile to rise.
If you blast it with gasoline, the flames will jump several meters high.
Amidst the constantly jumping flames, milky white smoke emerged from the half-dry and half-wet branches. Someone actually prepared a blower and blew it into the hole.
Zamao Xiaodao touched my shoulder, pointed at Hu Wenfei who was holding the fire talisman with his chin, and said, well, this should be a member of the Qingcheng Shangqing Sect of the Southern Sect of Tianshi Dao. The skill of rubbing fire is actually from "The Secret of Qingcheng"
It is derived from the fingering technique of "Detailed Fingering of Fire" in "Records", hehe... This guy's smile turned obscene at this moment. I have heard my uncle talk about the Taoist sects in the world, and I also know about Qingcheng
Although the exercise method adopts the Yin and Yang dual cultivation method of the Southern School, it is limited to the superior dual cultivation method, that is, men do not take off their clothes and women do not take off their belts.
It's definitely not as vulgar as he said.
The fire was still burning, but the thirteen red cloths soaked by Wu Linyi were not engulfed by the flames. Only a faint medicinal power was forced out, and the fragrance was astounding, the smell of Poria cocos mixed with osmanthus.
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Of course, most of it was blended into the white smoke and blown toward the cave.
Wu Linyi seemed a little tired after all this action, so he turned back to the camp, lowered himself, and sat down cross-legged in a very strange posture.
Boss Hong told Wu Gang, Ma Haibo and others to pay attention to constantly adding firewood and pay attention to the condition of the cave entrance. It is best to have four or more people watching at all times to prevent the short mules from escaping. Then they started to be busy camping.
It was time to prepare for a protracted war. Zamao Xiaodao walked to Xiao Liu who was put in the body bag, took out the mahogany sword, and the incense candle, and began to save the soul of the dead young soldier, doing his
own job.
I have seen him perform countless rituals, but this time, he was extremely serious.
Time passed quickly. From afternoon to evening, night fell quietly. The fire at the entrance of the cave continued, but the thirteen red cloths did not burn except for being slightly scorched. It was extremely strange. From the middle of the cave,
Many colorful millipedes and reptiles crawled out, and then some black rats as big as fists ran out in small groups. Apart from that, there was nothing else. Wu Linyi didn't mind, as the old man kept talking.
Set up near the campsite.
Five soldiers took turns guarding the entrance of the cave in three shifts, waiting with guns in hand without blinking.
The night bonfire was lit, and the blazing flames jumped in several places.
At ten o'clock in the evening, we heard the sound of chi chi, and everyone jumped up immediately, whether they were sleeping or not. I looked up and saw many black backs pouring out of the ground not far from the camp.
Huge red-headed centipedes were attacking from all directions.
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