dragon hunter

Chapter 66
The group of supernatural lovers who went to the mountain before have disappeared at this moment, and we walked along the forest path to the depths of the mountain forest.

"Grandpa, what's in your bamboo tube, why is it so magical?" Fatty Wang leaned close to the old boatman, making a face-to-face show.

"We have a very magical kind of bamboo called Dream-eating Bamboo. There are children in the family who like to cry at night, or often dream about unclean things. Use this kind of bamboo to make a pillow, so that you can sleep until dawn." The boatman took the bamboo tube and introduced the material of the bamboo tube to us.

"Did you already know that there are invisible dream spirits in this deserted village?" I stared at the old boatman dumbfounded.

At that time, I also asked him about the Majia Village, but the old boatman looked ignorant, and his acting skills are almost as good as the movie king.

"We met by chance, and I don't know your details, so I will naturally leave three points when I say something." The old boatman explained confidently.

I stared blankly at the other party, so how can I leave three points for my words?In the end, he gave a wry smile in his heart, and sighed, all the old guys who mess around are all movie kings.

"Hey, look over there, there seems to be a person lying in the woods." Li Xiaolei exclaimed.

I followed the other person's eyes and saw a pair of feet protruding from the withered grass, and my heart skipped a beat. Could it be that someone died again?
Pushing aside the pile of hay, we could see the figure lying on the ground. It was a young man in his 20s, with a pale complexion, dark purple lips, and a pool of blood on the back of his head. He hadn't breathed.

"It's so unlucky. I met a dead man before I went up the mountain. The fat man thinks he should go back and look through the almanac and pick a good day to go out." Fatty Wang is the most cowardly guy. Whenever there is an accident, he will definitely be the first to jump out and retreat. .

"The last time you drank, you said you were brothers with Lao Xu, and you treated them like this?" I was so angry that I deliberately provoke Fatty Wang.

"I... Fatty Wang is of course the most loyal. I just saw the atmosphere was a bit serious just now, so I was just joking." Fatty Wang hesitated a few words, and when he rolled his eyes, a lie came out.

This coward's skin is thicker than a city wall, I have nothing to say to him, I frowned and looked at the corpse on the ground.

"The fatal injury was in the back of the head, and someone knocked on the head from behind." The old boatman squatted aside, put down the head of the corpse, and said in an affirmative tone.

"He seems to be holding something in his hand." I saw that the corpse was holding tightly, and through the fingers, I could see something inside.

"It's a button." The old boatman pushed the corpse's hand away and picked up what was in his hand. It was a camouflage button.

"Could it be those guys?" I saw the color of the buttons and thought of those guys in camouflage uniforms.

We searched around, but found no other clues. We still had business to do, so we could only leave the body there for now.

The mountain road is twists and turns, and the road gets harder as you go up. Occasionally, you can see mineral water bottles on the ground, which proves that the group of people in front just passed here not long ago.

After walking for about two or three hours, Fatty Wang yelled that he couldn't move anymore. In desperation, we could only sit down and rest for a while, eat something, and continue on our way after eating.

The mountain wind was a bit cold, Zhen Qingyi tightened his jacket, looking at the shadows of trees all around, a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

I walked over and took the bag from her back. In addition to the folding crossbow, there were some camping supplies in it.

"Cuckoo" an owl flew overhead, and before you knew it, night had fallen.

"Going into the mountain at night, in case of being bitten by a snake, it's not worth it. Let's go back?" Fatty Wang looked around uneasily.

"There is no popularity in the village now, but you must never go back." The old boatman looked at Fatty Wang with a mysterious face, deliberately scaring him with a gloomy tone.

Fatty Wang shuddered when he thought of the group of invisible dream spirits, and kept complaining, saying that it would be nice to stay in the ancient city of Fenghuang to enjoy the blessings, and come here to suffer.

"Look, there is a fire ahead." Li Xiaolei pointed forward with a hint of excitement in her tone.

Fatty Wang was shocked, and immediately stopped complaining, and urged everyone to go over quickly.

The group cheered up, quickened their pace, and walked towards the direction of the fire. The mountains and forests were gloomy at night, so finding a place with many people to get together would give them a sense of security.

We got closer and closer to the fire, and we could already see the pile of burning firewood, but we slowed down because the scene in front of us was really weird.

Except for the sound of crackling firewood, the surrounding area was quiet, and no one could be seen. There were messy food bags lying on the ground, but all the people disappeared.

"Something's wrong, let's not go there first." I frowned and looked ahead, reached out to stop my companions, and my intuition told me that it was dangerous over there.

"It's dark in the back, is there a big room?" Zhen Qingyi held my arm tightly and pointed forward.

"That's the ancestral house in Majia Village, which has been abandoned for many years." The old boatman's face was solemn, and his voice was a little low.

"It's too quiet, did they go to sleep in that room?" Fatty Wang shrank his head, with a hint of fear in his voice.

"Let's go, since we're here, we can't hide." The old boatman took out a bunch of black donkey hooves from his snakeskin bag, hung them on his body, and strode forward.

I looked at the strange appearance of the old man, and wanted to laugh, but at the same time I felt a little cold. The black donkey's hooves can drive away evil spirits, so there may be some evil things waiting for us in front of us.

"Follow me, no matter what you encounter for a while, don't run around." I was a little worried, and turned my head to explain to Zhen Qingyi.

Zhen Qingyi opened the folding crossbow, her pretty face turned pale, she bit her lips tightly, and nodded vigorously.

Li Xiaolei took out a dark jar and held it in her hand, with a nervous expression on her face, she leaned towards me subconsciously.

Fatty Wang was trembling all over, looking around nervously, holding the amulet in both hands, praying continuously.

A violent mountain wind blew past, and the burning fire was blown to pieces, leaving only scattered sparks.

"Oh my god, there's a ghost!" Fatty Wang yelled strangely, which startled us.

"Fatty man, you are sick, you scare yourself every time." I glared at the other party angrily.

"There are so many green lights in that room, or am I dazzled?" Li Xiaolei's tone was a little uncertain, her arms trembling slightly.

I don't know when, in the dark room, there are dots of green light, like fireflies, very strange.

"You're blind, that's a room full of zombies, and the green light is their eyes." I found my voice trembling.

When I was a child, I heard stories told by old people in the village, saying that the wolves in the wilderness were very scary, and the eyes that shone with green light made people tremble in their calves.

I am a little unimpressed, thinking how terrible the eyes can be?
But seeing the green light in that room, I realized that my calf was trembling uncontrollably.

"Fatty Master fell down this time, so he said that he had to go through the calendar when he went out." Fatty Wang stepped back a few steps, his tone full of regret that he couldn't bear to live.

"You bastards, grandpa is waiting for you here, come here if you have the guts." The old boatman had a bunch of black donkey hooves hanging around his neck, pointed at the house with his hips akimbo, and cursed.

"This old man is fierce enough!" I was dumbfounded, looking at the old boatman's back, feeling deeply moved.

The folks, the second uncle, and the old boatman are all examples of old and strong.

Affected by the momentum of the old boatman, I became more courageous and strode forward, but the sweat on my palms still betrayed my nervous heart.

With the help of the moonlight, I could clearly see the figures in the room. Some of the faces were familiar to me. They were the group of supernatural lovers, but those guys in camouflage uniforms were not among them.

"Grandpa, hurry up and set another fire to stun these zombies." Seeing the densely packed figure, my scalp felt a little numb.

"This is a place for raising corpses, and the ecstasy smoke won't make these guys faint." The old boatman narrowed his eyes, and his tone was a bit dignified.

It was so dark, I didn't bother to look around, after the old boatman reminded me, I found out that the surrounding Fengshui was not normal, it was a good yin house for the dead, but if the living lived here, within half a year, they would definitely fall ill and die.

"The ancestors of the Ma family started their business in this corpse farm." The old boatman pointed around and strode towards the group of zombies.

"Old man, there are too many of them, be careful!" I quickly chased after them, with a few talisman papers in my hand, ready to throw them out at any time.

"My grandfather shed the last drop of blood by the river in order to resist the little devils. He insisted on not retreating a single step. I don't have the pride of his old man, but I don't care about a group of little zombies." The old boatman said with pride.

As soon as the words fell, the old boatman jumped into the group of zombies like a dragon, raised his hands and kicked his feet, full of momentum, and the zombies around him couldn't get close.

"Fuck me, this old man's skills, fat man, I am convinced, he is worthy of being a descendant of a hero." Fatty Wang's sentiment came from behind.

The black donkey's hooves hanging on the old boatman's body were danced like whips by him. As long as the zombies were hit, they would tremble all over as if they had been electrocuted.

I don't have the skills of the old boatman, but I still have the ability to lure away a few zombies to share the pressure of the old boatman.

The Ma family is worthy of being a family of corpses. This group of zombies are very evil, and they have a high resistance to talisman papers.

Zhen Qingyi was holding a folding crossbow in his hand, his expression was tense, and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead, and he didn't dare to pull the trigger. After all, they were all living people, but they were just bewitched by magic.

Li Xiaolei put the pot in her hand on the ground, raised her arms high, danced her body, and hummed in a tone that no one could understand.

A puff of black smoke came out of the jar, piercing into the nostrils of a zombie like a snake, the zombie paused, turned around, and attacked its companions.

Most of the secret arts of the Wumen are good at deceiving people's minds. It is said that a powerful Wumen master can control life and death with a single look.

Fatty Wang, this coward, really shamelessly hid behind the woman. After searching for a long time, he found a little girl turned into a zombie, roared, and rushed up to fight.

"Fatty, you come and go with a set of boxing tricks. The old monk didn't teach you other skills?" I kept throwing talisman papers and took a few zombies around, feeling a little strange. this.

Fatty Wang was swinging his arms, having a heated fight with that female zombie. When he heard what I said, his face turned red immediately, he roared, and slapped the female zombie on the forehead.

"Fatty, pay attention behind you!" My expression changed, I just didn't pay attention to what I was saying just now, a burly zombie jumped behind the fatty, stretching out his hand to pinch his neck.

(End of this chapter)