Cataclysm: Baoyou, This Is Not A Good Deal

"It's getting dark, let's throw it to the forest first?"

The bald old man kicked the six guys who were sleeping like pigs, and proposed to the old farmer.

"Can."

The old farmer nodded.

The two frail old men even carried one on their shoulders and one in each hand, holding Wang Meng and the others in their hands like chickens.

These two people are supernatural beings!

Over the mountain ridge, there is a black forest.

The two old men carried Wang Meng and the others into the woods.

The woods are filled with white mist, the branches are rustling, and there is no moon in the sky. These black branches are like ghost hands with teeth and claws.

White light shone from the bodies of the two old men, dispelling the fog and illuminating the road ahead.

The white light came from two talismans floating in front of them, and the white mist avoided the talisman light like a mouse meeting a cat.

There was a big hole in the middle of the woods, and a wooden fence was built over the hole.

"Throw them in first, and wait for the next batch of people to come in and deal with them together."

"it is good."

The two old men hit it off, rolled Wang Meng and the others into the pit, and locked the fence.

After finishing all this, the bald old man said in a low voice, "I'm going to the well to check if everything is okay."

The old farmer nodded, "Well, go ahead, move swiftly, and come back before the Miasma Breaking Talisman is burned out."

The bald old man tiptoed, and ran deeper into the dark forest, his figure was not as vigorous as an old man.

The talisman had not been burned halfway, and the bald old man went outside the so-called well.

It was a dark dry well, surrounded by stones, appearing abruptly in the forest, like the eyes of a dead fish staring at the sky.

When the bald old man went down into the well, the temperature dropped rapidly, and a gust of cold air came up from the bottom of the well, which indicated that the well was very cloudy.

When the toes touched the solid ground, the bald old man came to the bottom of the well.

There was no water at the bottom of the well, but a corridor appeared horizontally.

The bald old man walked along the corridor, and when he reached the end, he saw a very vast underground space.

The space is semicircular, and thousands of holes have been dug in the semicircular walls.

Inside each hole is a black monkey statue!

All are wooden statues of baby-faced trees.

Yellow talisman paper was pasted on each statue, and the densely packed statues were grinning, making the environment of this underground space chill to the bone.

"It's almost ready..."

The bald old man moved his lips, muttered, and turned to leave.

He wanted to get out of the forest before the Miasma Breaking Talisman was burned.

On the Songshan Mountain Road.

Zhang Xibao touched Songshan Mountain, but found nothing. Wang Meng and the others could not find anyone alive or dead.

Squeak!

Chinchilla jumped onto Zhang Xibao's shoulder and pointed him to the location of the cave.

"Have you found anything?"

Looking far away, Zhang Xibao saw an inconspicuous cave in the distance.

The little mouse took out a pen and paper, and wrote four words: "Space fluctuations. 』

"WTF?"

"Tiantian Pupils open!"

Zhang Xibao's eyes lit up, and he looked at the cave once again. The location of the cave gave off a light that only rare treasures can have.

"Careless, there is indeed a problem with that place!"

Zhang Xibao covered Fang Rui's face, and Master Bao went online again.

Once Fang Rui wears it, no one will love it.

Zhang Xibao sneered: "Then go in and have a look..."

Zhang Xibao got into the cave with the fungus and Chinchilla, and after passing through the cave, the vast world appeared in front of him.

Although it was night and night vision was blocked, Zhang Xibao could tell that the space behind the cave was huge, and Qi definitely did not belong to the boundary of Songshan Mountain, because according to the trend of the cave, after passing through the cave, it was the inside of the mountain!

Combined with the spatial fluctuations that Chinchilla said, the space behind the cave is very likely to be a foreign land!

"The South City, like the North City, also has two different worlds, Yan Mogu and Mi Kirishima, but the entrance to the foreign world is not in this place..."

"Interesting, a new foreign land popped up under the noses of Nanshi Appreciation Bureau and Foreign Land Management Bureau?"

There is a hut not far away, and the light of the hut is on.

Of course there is no electricity here, so the hut should be lit with something like an oil lamp. The dim light is like the flame of a candle in this dark night.

A moth would fly to a flame, but the flame attracted a Tyrannosaurus.

Zhang Xibao pulled out the short black knife from his schoolbag, grinned, and walked towards the thatched cottage.

In the thatched hut, the old farmer was sitting next to a table with an oil lamp on, and a pot next to it, in which big bones were stewed.

The soup was gurgling and steaming hot, and the meat on the big bones was stewed soft and fragrant.

"Tsk... Ha!"

The old farmer drank a cup of wine and let out a sigh of satisfaction. He fished out a big bone from the pot, not afraid of being scalded, and tore the shredded meat on it with great gulps.

The door was pushed open and someone came in from the outside.

"Hey, come and have a drink, the stewed meat is softening!"

The old farmer dealt with the big bone in his hand without raising his head.

When the visitor didn't speak, the old farmer suddenly lost his soul.

Not a bald old man!

When he looked up, a monkey face was staring at him.

Zhang Xibao grinned: "Are you ok?"

boom!

Zhang Xibao kicked on the table, and the old farmer behind the table was knocked into the air, the table moved sideways, and the old farmer was pushed against the wall of the hut.

"It's you!"

The old farmer casually grabbed the big bone on the table and threw it at Zhang Xibao.

The big bones flew towards Zhang Xibao with the sound of the wind, this old man has a lot of strength!

Zhang Xibao smiled, tilted his head to avoid the big bone, picked up the iron pan with the horizontal knife in his hand, and smashed the steaming soup and big bone on the old farmer.

"Fuck ah ah ah!"

The old farmer screamed and screamed from the heat, and saw a layer of blisters on his skin.

There was a sound of wind, and the horizontal knife in Zhang Xibao's hand slashed at the old farmer's shoulder.

No more beeps, let him be crippled first, and then slowly interrogate him!

The feeling of cutting wax with a hot knife did not happen as imagined, and the blade only cut into half of the old farmer's arm, and it was difficult to penetrate an inch.

Zhang Xibao looked intently, and saw that the old farmer's arm had turned into a big group of old tree roots.

Interesting, another plant-based supernatural power!

It's a pity that he can't use the strange fire for the time being, until tomorrow.

If you keep chopping once, then do it again!

"Ahhhh!"

The old farmer roared and swung his other arm, clawing towards Zhang Xibao with his sharp nails.

Zhang Xibao popped out the mouse claw knife with his left hand, and slashed across the old farmer's right wrist. The short knife in his right hand continued to strike the old farmer's injured shoulder again.

puff!

The old farmer's injured arm was finally cut off.

The severed arm returned to normal after leaving the body, no longer in the shape of an old tree root, but a body of flesh and blood, no different from ordinary people.