dragon hunter

Chapter 75 Figurine Snake Puppet

"Walking on the road to Huangquan, you can't turn your head back, and you can't talk. Did your elders teach you this common sense?" The old boatman's voice was a little anxious.

I ran passively, with Fatty Wang's bloody face still in my mind, and I shouted loudly: "Old man, let me go, something happened to Fatty Wang, I have to save him."

"That's all fake, will you know the Mantra of Purification? Hurry up and recite it silently ten times." The old boatman couldn't help but continued to drag me away.

If I am concerned, I will be confused. Now that I think about it, there are indeed too many doubts, so I immediately recited the Qingxin Mantra silently.

Faintly, I seemed to hear Fatty Wang's screams coming from behind me. I couldn't tell the truth from the fake ones, so I could only keep silently chanting the Qingxin mantra.

When I read it for the fifth time, I felt that my heart finally calmed down, and the shadowy coldness behind me disappeared.

"Oh my god, I almost scared Fatty to death." Fatty Wang's voice came from the front.

"What's the matter, isn't he behind me?" I was puzzled and ran over quickly.

Fatty Wang leaned against the stone wall, panting heavily, his face was a little pale, beads of sweat hung on his forehead, and he looked terrified.

"Fatty, why did you run ahead of me?" I asked with a confused face.

"Don't mention it, I heard someone calling me halfway, but when I turned around, I almost didn't scare me to death. I ran away, and ended up with something on my back, which became heavier and heavier. Fortunately, the Buddhist scriptures taught by the old monk worked. I kept chanting silently. , just ran out."

Fatty Wang looked out of breath, and looked back at the passageway, full of fear.

"You two children still have too little experience in the world." The old boatman sighed.

I raised my eyes and looked around. The dwarf and the old monkey had already come out, looking calm and relaxed, unlike me and Fatty Wang.

"Take a break. There is a hall in front of it. I don't know what's in it yet." The old monkey pointed his flashlight at the sheepskin map and said with his head down.

I quickly squatted on the ground to recover my strength. Every step in this underground palace is frightening, and I must keep in the best condition at all times.

Fatty Wang held the amulet in both hands, closed his eyes, and kept turning his mouth, not knowing what he was praying for.

We rested for a while and continued to move forward. The old monkey was still leading the way, and the old boatman was behind.

"There's a dead body in front of it, it looks like it's been a few years." The old monkey shone a flashlight in front of him.

I followed the light of the flashlight and saw a bone lying beside the stone wall in front of me, with tattered clothes and dusty body.

The dwarf walked over, squatted down, picked up a nameplate on the ground, and flipped through it, "It's the earliest Japanese expedition team, this is his identity nameplate."

I saw a rattan hat on the skull, the canvas clothes on his body had been broken into strips, and a broken miner's lamp lay beside him.

We walked over, and the dwarf handed the nameplate to the old boatman. I took a look, and I didn't know any Japanese on it.

There was a vibration in the passage, and dust fell from the top of our heads. We looked around in amazement, not knowing what happened.

"Why is it shaking so much? An earthquake?" Fatty Wang panicked and supported the stone wall.

This inexplicable shock came and went quickly, and the passage quickly returned to calm.

The old monkey shined his flashlight on the sheepskin map, his face gradually became ugly, and he kicked the stone wall angrily.

"What's wrong?" the old boatman asked in a deep voice.

"Someone came in from behind and touched the mechanism of the underground palace. Now the stone gate has been closed again." The old monkey's expression was not very good.

My heart skipped a beat, guessing who was following behind, there shouldn't be people in this barren mountain?

"You mean we can't get out?" The dwarf looked nervous.

"Now we must find the main hub to reopen the stone gate." The old monkey stared at the sheepskin map.

"Don't worry about who is behind, when it's time to meet, we will meet naturally." The old boatman looked calm.

"The stone hall is ahead, everyone, don't go in." The old monkey let out a breath and continued to walk forward.

I was walking behind the old monkey, and my mood was a little confused. There was a group of guys with unknown origins behind me, and no one could be at peace.

"There seems to be someone in the stone hall, everyone turn off the flashlights." The old monkey said in a low voice.

My heart tightened, I quickly turned off the flashlight, looked up into the stone hall, and saw a few vague figures walking around.

"What's the situation, how could there be living people here?" the old boatman asked quietly.

"They seem to be moving something." The old monkey narrowed his eyes and spoke softly.

I saw figures in the group of stone halls, they seemed to be bending over to lift something, and they looked very busy.

"I know what they are. They were the Japanese expedition team back then, and they were not living people at all." The dwarf said suddenly.

Are those figures in front of us alive?There was a chill in our hearts, and we all stared nervously at the dwarf.

"The group of guys were all parasitized by figurine snakes, and they are all puppets." The dwarf is very familiar with snakes, and explained in a low voice, "Puppets parasitized by figurine snakes have certain sanity and will subconsciously attack living people. If there are no living people nearby , they will act according to their instincts in life."

"The stone hall is the only way to go, we can only kill these puppets." The old monkey said in a deep voice, familiar with the map.

"Snake dwarf, you are the best at dealing with snakes. If you have any treasures, quickly take them out." The old boatman stretched out his hand.

The dwarf fumbled around for a while, took out more than a dozen thin bamboo tubes, gave them to us, and whispered: "Put the bamboo tubes into their nostrils, and within half a minute, the snakes will come out of their bodies."

"Fatty, take the flashlight and light it for us." I handed the flashlight to Fatty Wang.

"Let's go out together later, kill two or three first, and then choose one each." The old boatman said his strategy.

As soon as Fatty Wang turned on the flashlight, the group of puppets parasitized by figurine snakes spotted us, and ran towards us with hideous faces.

The old boatman rushed over first, kicked the puppet at the front, and was kicked to the ground.

The puppet that fell on the ground twisted its body like a snake, and grabbed the old boatman's legs with cold eyes.

The old monkey and I ran over quickly, one grabbed the puppet by the hair, the other held the bamboo tube, and stuck it into the other's nostrils.

These puppets are very difficult to deal with, they are all like snakes, soft and boneless, as long as they are caught by their hands and feet, they are like brown sugar, and they cannot get rid of it no matter what.

Although the old boatman's skills were good, every time he kicked one away, the other entangled him again. He didn't feel pain, and he was defiant of life and death.

"Hurry up, the figurine snake has crawled out, trample it to death." The old monkey called out loudly.

I let go of the puppet in my hand, stood up and stepped on the ground, and the colorful figurine snake turned into a pile of rotten meat.

"Catch it, hold him quickly." The old boatman kicked a puppet to this side.

Without saying a word, I ran over and stepped on the puppet's body, took a bamboo tube, bent down and inserted it into the puppet's nostril.

The puppet's arms were like snakes, tightly wrapped around my calf, and the other puppet got rid of the old boatman and ran towards me.

I wanted to run away first, but my calf was tightly hugged and I couldn't move, so I could only throw a few burning talisman papers to delay the time.

The old monkey ran over and wrestled with the puppet. The dwarf saw a gap and inserted a thin bamboo tube into the puppet's nostril.

"You're still strong, help me hold him down quickly." The old monkey was thin and tall, and called the dwarf for help.

I felt that the puppet under my feet was not moving. I looked down and found a small snake, which swam out of the puppet's ear, flew up and stepped on it.

The old monkey also quickly got rid of the puppets. The dwarf's bamboo tube is really easy to use, otherwise these puppets who can't be killed are really hard to deal with.

"Don't stand still, hurry up and help." The old boatman greeted loudly, one of his arms was tightly hugged by the puppet, and he couldn't move his body.

I rushed over, sealed the puppet's nostrils with a bamboo tube, and hugged the puppet tightly with both arms.

The old monkey and the dwarf worked together to deal with the other puppet. The only one left was kicked aside by the old boatman.

The figure of the puppet I was holding softened and fell to the ground. I searched around for the figurine snake that crawled out.

"Here!" Fatty Wang ran over and trampled the snake on the ground to death.

The figure of the old boatman flickered, and he ran towards the only remaining puppet. A bamboo tube was quickly and accurately inserted into the puppet's nostril.

After dealing with this group of difficult guys, we squatted on the ground one by one, panting heavily, and our bodies that fell on the ground quickly turned into a pool of blood, which was strange and chilling.

Fatty Wang took a flashlight and looked around. The ground was full of boxes, and some tools were scattered aside.

"These boxes are quite solid, let the fat man see what's inside." Fatty Wang picked up a crowbar, walked to the side of a wooden box, and pried it open.

With a "creaking" sound, the thick box lid was pried open and fell aside, revealing the contents of the box.

"My god, those little Japanese back then, wouldn't they use this as an arsenal?" Fatty Wang was dumbfounded, and the crowbar in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

My eyes were full of shock, the dark gun barrels in the box were still shining with oil, and they were covered with thick oil paper, which looked like new. You know, this is an old-fashioned weapon decades ago.

The old boatman walked up to Fatty Wang without saying a word, picked up the crowbar on the ground, and turned around to pry another box.

A corner of the box cover was pried open, and the old boatman kicked the box cover off with his feet. He looked at the contents of the box and remained silent.

"If this box of grenades blows up, none of us will be able to escape." My face turned pale, I didn't expect to be fighting next to the explosive pile just now.

"Fortunately, those puppets don't have enough brains to use weapons, otherwise..." Fatty Wang stopped halfway through speaking, feeling lingering fear.

"The group of guys who followed behind all know how to use weapons." The dwarf said coldly with a serious face.

"No, you can't put these boxes here." My face changed, and I looked around to see where I could hide these boxes.

(End of this chapter)