Mountain and Sea Treasures

Chapter 495
Seeing that I didn't react, Kumbu quickly made a gesture, motioning me to look at the ground. I lowered my head in doubt, and my hands and feet were cold for a moment—because I turned on the flashlight, the shadows of me and Kumbu were spreading from under us, but In the middle of our two shadows, there is another shadow that is not deep but clear enough.

Whose?
I looked at it quietly for a few seconds, the shadow was between us, but part of it overlapped with me, which meant that this thing should be behind me, and the distance would not be very far.

But why can't Kumbu see it?

I looked up at Kumbu questioningly, he shook his head with a solemn expression.

This shadow is very tall, it can't be any of us, so it can only be the thing crawling out of the coffin. Fly behind.

"Be careful!" Kumbu yelled, and at the same time I heard a burst of wind rushing towards the back of my head.I leaned forward, only to feel a knife flying past my scalp, taking away a few strands of hair, and if it was any deeper, I might become bald.

I looked up, and the knife jingled and hit the ground, it was the flying knife I threw.

Not only did it not hurt the things behind it, but it almost poked a hole in itself, which is a great shame!
Kumbu has strode forward, pulling my arm and pulling me to the side. At the same time, a cloud of black mist spilled out from his hand and drifted towards the place where the shadow master was standing.

"Eat it." Kumbu stuffed an unknown thing into my mouth, and I swallowed it without saying a word, and then a pungent smell penetrated into my throat, and I felt like my throat was on fire.

I wanted to ask something, but I couldn't speak anymore, my snot and tears flew from my choked nose.

Damn, is this the self-protection ability that Kumbu talked about?

If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't do other things, I really wanted to pry open Kumbu's head to see what was inside. How could it be for self-protection?

I dare believe that if he played this game among us, only the fourth girl could escape intact.

Kunbu obviously didn't care about the impact his black fans had on me, and said in a quick voice: "The black corpse powder can suppress that ghost, but I don't know how long it can suppress, after all, I don't know the details of the other party. So Get ready, run away or go up?"

I opened my mouth and wanted to speak, but found that the coughing feeling became more serious when I opened my mouth. Kunbu stared at me with a strange expression and asked, "Didn't I give you the antidote?"

I want to cry but have no tears, big brother, you black fan can be used as a biochemical weapon!Of course you'll be fine if you've been immersed in it for a long time, but for someone like me who's been learning about this for the first time, the attack is almost powerless.

After a second or two, Kumbu seemed to finally realize the difference between me and him, and stuffed a few more antidotes into my mouth, and then I regained my strength, and said with my hands along my chest: "You This power is too strong, let's take advantage of the power of this thing and go straight to it!"

After speaking, I took out my pistol, waved my hand and walked a few steps into the thick fog with Kumbu.

"Jie Jie!"

Weird laughter came, and Kumbu and I looked at each other and rushed over one after the other.I fired a shot directly, regardless of whether I hit it or not, and then I turned my body to Kumbu, and Kumbu's hand stretched out directly into the thick fog, and I was terrified when I saw it.

Suddenly, Kumbu paused and nodded at me. I twisted my face, he was caught by that ghost.

Without saying a word, I fired a shot in the direction where Kumbu's hand was caught. The muffled sound was accompanied by screams, and Kumbu's expression also changed. Turned around and pushed me aside hard.

Then I saw a terrifying picture, a paper-pale hand stretched out from the thick fog, and precisely pinched Konbu's neck!
Kumbu suddenly stopped breathing, and he didn't forget to make several urgent gestures to me. These gestures all have the same meaning: to tell me to run quickly, and to retreat if there is no other way.

My eyes turned red, and the bullets shot out like they didn’t cost money. I was sure I hit, and the ghost screamed a few times in pain, but it didn’t let go of Kumbu’s hand.

"Fuck you!" I pulled the trigger again, only to find that the bullet was empty. I threw the gun aside, cursed and rushed forward, clasping my hands on the ghost's hand.

Kunbu's eyes changed instantly, he stared at me reproachfully, and kept moving his hands, urging me to run quickly!
I shook my head. Before I left Miss Four and left alone, I was already feeling guilty in my heart. That was because I was sure that nothing would happen with Miss Four's skills.Now if I abandon Kumbu and go away, Kumbu will definitely die, so it would be pointless for me to escape.

"roll!"

Kumbu was in a hurry, and he made a tone-changing sound from his tightly pinched throat, which made my nose sore.

I held the ghost's hand with one hand, and took out a dagger with the other hand to poke the ghost's hand one by one. I poked and shouted: "I just don't get out, you all have dedication, I don't. I'm afraid I'll feel bad after getting out, I'm doing it for myself, do you understand, I'm doing it for myself!"

After I finished speaking, I roared and stabbed the dagger fiercely in the ghost's hand.

Finally, the ghost's hand loosened a bit. Although it quickly reacted and wanted to tighten it again, Kumbu had grasped it in just the blink of an eye.Before it grabbed hold of it again, it fell back directly, and the whole person bent into an incredible angle, allowing the ghost hand to pounce.

At this moment, I also reacted, dodged the ghost hand, came to the side of Kumbu, helped him up, and stared at the ghost hand in horror.

The owner of the ghost hand hid in the thick fog without revealing his true colors, and Kumbu and I didn't dare to venture in again. For a while, we only saw the ghost hand grabbing around like a blind man. It took about three or four minutes before we were reconciled. Shrunk back.

I turned my head to look at the place where Zheng Qian was hung, and doubts arose in my heart—why didn’t this ghost come out of the thick fog? In addition to being tighter, he refused to move.

Can't it come out?
But this doesn't explain why Zheng Qian died at the stalactite behind us.

The more I thought about it, the more horrified I became—could there be two ghostly things like this in the fog?

I looked at Kumbu, and saw that his face was also very ugly. After making a few gestures at me, he slipped into the thick fog behind me without a sound. I could only feel him slowly walking through the rope around his waist Back off.But he didn't walk in a straight line, almost every three steps he would take two detours.

The rope was tight for a while and loose for a while, which made me jump with fear.

About 1 minute or so, the rope moved suddenly and violently, obviously Kumbu had made a new discovery!

(End of this chapter)