The Japanese boy immediately picked up the spray bucket on the ground and sprayed on the vines. The force slowed down slightly. However, the strong man's miserable howl became more intense, and the white mist contaminated his body, like sulfuric acid.
The flesh was corroded, and the skin dripped sticky, turning into a corroded bloody man.
The Japanese boy screamed, throwing the fruit over, throwing it over, quickly...
The strong man refused to throw it away. He held the red fruit in one hand and held the door frame of the glass-covered room with the other hand to prevent him from being pulled in. Then he shouted in panic: "Help me, help me..."
The voice was hoarse and strange, as if he had endured great pain.
At this time, the land around the glass-covered house began to undergo strange changes. The soil slowly collapsed, and some knotted tree roots and many clay pots emerged. Those pottery pots were like the jars used to pickle sauerkraut and pickled fish in my hometown.
Thirty to forty centimeters, and in a short while, fifty or sixty people were squeezed out of the dense crowd, and more were squeezed out one after another. Some were crushed to pieces, and there was a clang, and many white bones fell out, including skulls.
The Japanese boy didn't care, he just stretched the strong man's vines and sprayed his poisonous gas.
The cry of a small beast came from the glass-covered room. The sound was as sad as a human cry. Hu Jinrong's wife and the old man on duty had already seen the opportunity and ran away, while Hu Jinrong touched the root on the ground.
The black and thick electric prod quietly touched the Japanese masked boy who was holding the spray can.
Ten meters, five meters, three meters.
Suddenly, there was another "clang" sound in the glass-covered room, and then there was a heartbreaking sound of steel bars breaking. With a rumble, the entire glass-covered room was actually collapsed by the objects inside, and the dust and smoke came together. The Japanese boy was frightened.
He jumped, jumped back suddenly, and happened to bump into Hu Jinrong who was sneaking over. The two fell together and rolled into a ball.
I saw the strong man being crushed alive by the steel bars that collapsed from the glass-covered house. The ripe watermelon on his head was smashed and shattered. Red blood and white brains were splashed everywhere. His eyeballs were popped out and bounced.
A few meters away, the body was dragged by a dozen vines as thick as a baby's arms and quickly pulled into the collapsed pile of glass reinforced plastics.
My heart tightened, I couldn't stay here for long and I had to leave quickly, so I stood up suddenly.
When I turned around, my face suddenly turned pale.
Behind me, countless little dolls, dozens of centimeters tall, appeared in the grass. They were spiritual bodies, floating a little above the ground. They had no expression on their faces, and their white pupils looked straight at me.
, and everything else. These eyes made my heart suddenly feel cold, and my cheeks hurt.
The wind blew, and the winter in Jiangcheng finally made me feel extremely cold.
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These little devils were all naked, and their heads were very big, floating off the ground. The wind picked up their cries and blew them everywhere. I felt that the breath in my chest was so heavy that I wanted to lift my feet.
, I found several little ghosts hugging my thighs, very strong, not letting me go. The little ghosts in front of me were not big, they looked no more than two years old. Some could talk, crying and shouting: "Take me away"
, take me away...
This cry is so sad that it seems to come from the underworld, and it can send chills down one's spine.
Duoduo gritted her teeth, suppressed her blush, and pushed the ghost dolls that I was holding and pushing. She was naturally stronger than these little guys, and she pushed one of them away at once. She was not happy, and cried while pushing, as if she was doing something.
Something wrong... After a while, the ghost dolls hugging my legs were all thrown away by Duoduo. However, this was just the beginning, and all the densely packed ghost dolls were rushing towards me.
At that time, I had already experienced too many things. It was certain that I was afraid, but I couldn't talk about being at a loss.
I just saw so many weird big-headed ghost dolls coming towards me, and I felt a little scared and uncomfortable. Some of the ghost dolls had red eyes, and their energy was clear and scary in the dark. I drank lightly until the golden silkworm Gu returned to its place.
However, I didn't feel anything in my body. I looked around and saw that this dog had wandered off somewhere. I originally thought it had stolen the Resurrection Grass and wanted to praise him, but I didn't expect that it turned out to be mud that couldn't stick to the wall.
Anyway, its goal was small, and I couldn't care about this fat insect. I gathered up the faith in my heart, secretly formed the external binding seal, and recited the Vajrasattva Samantabhadra Dharmakaya Mantra (these mantras are one of the forbidden mantras among the twelve Dharma doors).
The excerpt of the chapter was obtained by Shange Lao from studying Buddhism. It is excerpted and will not be repeated if necessary), and then the nine-character mantra was recited continuously. Once the mantra came out, I also had some "magic power" from reciting it day and night, and everything was surrounded by it.
My ghost dolls disperse like ice afraid of fire.
I took long strides and headed back the way I came.
Running along the way, wow, there are no less than two hundred of them if I don't count them, they are as densely packed as ripe green melons in a watermelon field.
When I thought about it, I thought again of the strong man's broken head, which looked like a melon, rotten all over the ground.
I ran in panic all the way, and the other kids didn't dare to offend me, so they crawled towards other people in the botanical garden. I didn't dare to look, so I turned back a long way and got a few scratches on my body. As soon as I landed, a man came up to me immediately.
I was panicking, so I waved my hand and punched, but I was caught tightly with great force. When I looked closely, it was Xiao Keming’s trail. He was also very anxious, saying that this place was very dangerous, and he saw the dense
Is the little ghost gone? That's a fierce ghost. It sucked three souls from the monsters in the courtyard, leaving only four of the seven souls: anger, sorrow, fear, and evil. The main killing soul is not very powerful at first, but when the number reaches a critical level, it becomes more ferocious!
Are you okay?
I touched the wound on my body that had been scratched by the barbed wire when I was digging through the net, and said it was fine. I was doing well.
Xiao Keming sneered and said, if Duoduo's powerful soul and ghost's physique hadn't made those little guys hesitate, could you have run out in the chaos? I suddenly felt proud and said it was okay. My Duoduo has the ability and is very good at following me.
It's the same. Xiao Keming hurriedly asked what was going on. As he asked, he was still throwing the stones and branches on the ground, as if he was arranging some formation. I didn't care about this and explained to him what happened just now.
While narrating, I took out a plastic bag of soil from the backpack I kept for him. He reached out and touched it. He crushed the soil and smelled it. What was it?
I said this was a soil recipe that an old man told me. Using this soil to wrap the root system of the ten-year-old resurrecting plant can keep it alive for a month.
Xiao Keming clapped his hands. There was some yellow sticky substance on the big toe and index finger of his right hand. When he smelled it, it felt a bit smelly. What kind of earthy formula was there? Why did it smell so weird? I shook my head and said, "You are."
I don’t want to know. I kept wearing gloves and squatted down to put the stolen ten-year-old Resurrection Grass root system into the soil. Xiao Keming urged me, but I had no choice but to say: "There is a
The ingredients are rather weird, and its scientific name is Xinshengwumumu..."
He said, well, is there another name?
I stood up and put it in my backpack. Through the barbed wire fence, I saw many ghosts and chaos in the botanical garden. I just wanted to leave. Seeing that I didn't speak, he repeated this sentence again, kicked me, and asked what
What's the name? I can't help it, but there is, and there's another name... called baby poop!
O(∩_∩)O
Zamao Xiaodao suddenly became desperate. He put his thumb and index finger and wanted to wipe me. I quickly got out of the way and tried to kick him. He sneered, wiped the ground and asked if he wanted to go in and see the excitement?
Damn it, I'm not a Pacific policeman. What the heck, there are a lot of people inside, and the kid who speaks Japanese "Ya Mo Tie" is not a good person at first glance. Then Hu Jinrong is raising a piranha plant here.
, those ghost things with man-eating vines, and hundreds of baby bones in clay pots buried on the ground, it’s not a good thing. These two are dog-eating-dog, I don’t care.
Also, brother, someone is dead inside!
After saying that, I ran away, followed by Zamao Xiaodao, while saying that his Nine-Level Transcendence Array had not been set up yet.
I didn't say anything and kept running. There was a murder there. If I went to mess with it, wouldn't it make me smell fishy? It was really inappropriate. Xiao Keming was running faster than me. Suddenly he stopped and turned his head.
Ask me, where is your golden silkworm Gu?
I realized, damn, how could I have forgotten this disobedient fat insect?
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