Daomu Biji

We didn't even notice a few lines of traces just now. After listening to the dull oil bottle, the probe looked at the footprints. As it turned out, we became more alert. Pan Zi immediately picked up his short gun and aimed at Aning's body.

We stepped back a few steps, and the dull oil bottle on the other side was holding the miner's lamp to shine on the corpse, while beckoning me to wake up the fat immediately.

Experienced a life-and-death struggle before, and then encountered the accident of Anin's sudden death. My nerves can't bear it anymore. Now I did n’t stop for a few minutes and my nerves were tightening again, making me feel very depressed, but I was n’t afraid. Instead, I stepped back to the fat man, first drew the dagger from the fat man, and then slapped him a few times.

But the fat man slept too much. I photographed him a few times. He just moved his brow a little, but he could n’t wake up. When I hit it, I felt sweat on his face.

I feel a bit wrong, how can someone sleep like this, is it sick? However, touching the fat man's forehead can't feel the high temperature. I mean, is it a dream? I was trying to pinch him hard, and suddenly I saw that on the edge of the place where the fat man was lying, there were even such tiny mud prints. And more and messy than Aning.

I said badly. I stood up and backed up quickly and called Panzi.

"What's wrong?" Pan Zi turned his head, and I pointed to the mud trace and showed him. "There are also here!"

Pan Zi pointed at Aning's body and retreated to me. When he looked down, he scolded his mother and moved the gun head. The dull oil bottle on one side also looked back and backed away.

The three looked at the body and then the fat man. My heart says that this situation is complicated, the body is still easy to handle, and can't allow me to think more about it. Pan Zi glanced at the dull oil bottle, and the two made a gesture, apparently exchanging opinions. Pan Zi raised his gun and retreated to the edge of the rock under his feet, away from the corpse and the fat man, so that he could monitor both directions at the same time. The dull oil bottle handed me the light, let me shine on the fat man, and at the same time took the dagger in my hand, the cat waist walked to the fat man in a very difficult position.

This is a semi-squat posture, the feet are bent, and the person leans down, but does not squat completely, so that it can maintain maximum flexibility when something happens. He approached the fat man and made a gesture to me without looking back, letting me move the light to the footprints around the fat man.

The atmosphere is so bad, I scolded in my heart, when did I say this kind of thing would end? I moved the light over, and at that moment, suddenly two or three unknown objects rushed out from under the fat man's shoulders at a rapid speed, and swept across the range that the light could reach.

That speed is too fast, just a flash of my eyes. But my hand is still conditioned reflex, and I swipe directly in the direction of those few things. It's a pity that I didn't catch anything, only heard a series of sounds that didn't know what was jumping into the swamp. At the same time, there was a sudden movement over Aning's body. The same series of sounds entered the water, as if feeling a lot of frogs on the edge of Tiange.

The reaction of the stupid oil bottle is amazing, but obviously he is also the same for such a fast speed. He just turned around quickly and gave up without even chasing the first step. He hurriedly waved me over and went into the water.

I rushed over and lifted the miner's lamp towards the water. I saw the ripples in the water and a few water marks quickly went away and dived into the swamp.

"What is it? Water mouse?" I asked, the first feeling is this. I have seen many such mice before when urban construction was not perfect in the 1990s.

The oil bottle shook his head, his face somber: "It's a snake! It's a kind of cockscomb snake."

I stunned and looked at the series of marks just left on the ground, and suddenly realized that it was right, that is a snake-shaped trace, no wonder it is like a footprint but not. Ominous thoughts suddenly rushed into my heart. It is said that this kind of snake is very vengeful and behaves strangely. Now it really comes to the door.

At this time, I found that the fat man was still awake, and I could not help but let out a sound. I said that the fat man has been bitten?

I immediately went to see the fat man, because I didn't know if all the snakes were gone, so I leaned over carefully and pushed him first. Unexpectedly, he woke up with this push, and sat up at once, his face pale, but people were still confused. He looked at a few of us, and then looked at the sky again, a bit inexplicably. Seeing us look at him like a big enemy, it took a long time to say, "What the **** are you **** like? Fatty, I don't sell art, I'm useless to see me."

It should be okay to see him like this, we were relieved. But I was still not assured, let the fat man turn around and checked him, it was indeed not bitten. The fat man looked at me to let him undress, and felt even more inexplicable, and asked me what was going on, and I said what I had just said.

The fat man doubted the letter, and we didn't have time to explain it to him, and got up and walked to the side of Aning's body. I took a picture of the nearby swamp, it was completely black, and I could not see anything. The stones beside the body were all traces of the snakes that had just left.

"True **** evil door, are these sleeping bags opened by these snakes?" Pan Zi whispered to himself while patting the body up and down with a gun to see if there were any snakes inside.

No snakes came out, but I felt very uneasy, a nightmare-like panic spread in my heart. While we were sleeping, several cockscomb snakes climbed up from the swamp and crawled under the fat and Anin. I didn't know how to open Aning's sleeping bag. This is so weird, what are they trying to do? I looked at the dark swamp and always felt that something ominous must have happened.

Everyone else has this feeling. The dull oil bottle squatted down and inspected Aning's body, and found nothing strange. We made a gesture and let us turn on the miner's lamp. He had to take a closer look at the surrounding water.

We did what the oil bottle said, and the fat man on one side also came to help. We turned on the miner's lamp in four directions, and began to scan the water, only to sweep a few times, and suddenly the fat man behind him exclaimed.

We thought that the snake appeared again, and immediately turned around and looked at him in the light, we saw a figure of about twenty meters in the swamp in front of us.

The light of a miner's lamp couldn't be clarified. All the lamps were gathered in the past, and I saw a muddy man standing in the waist-deep water, just like a water ghost looking at us.

"God's day, what is this?" The fat man shouted.

Looked at the dull oil bottle carefully and exclaimed, "Oh my god, it's Chen Wenjin!" He said that he rushed into the swamp and went to the man.