Master of the city

"Master, help..."

Big old black behind smile all by this red intestines the same thing to pull back.

Zhang Fan is in the side but see clearly, that thing unexpectedly is from the dry corpse is cut open of the neck shoot out.

When the corpse sucked the young man's blood before, Zhang Fan saw some dark red things wriggling in the wound of the corpse. Now it looks like a variant of leech. At the moment, where can there be any nonsense? With one sword, the "red intestine" was cut off, and then his left hand was patted on his pocket, and the evil spirit threads formed by Chi You's blood beads were attached to his hands.

Between waving, the evil spirit silk thread rolled up the things around big black's neck and pulled them down.

But at the moment, big black's neck was dripping with blood, and his skin had already been broken. Looking down on the ground, Zhang Fan was ashamed to find that the leech like thing was not like the ordinary leech, only the mouth had sharp teeth and suction cup, but the whole body side was a split mouth. Dense teeth are distributed in the cracked body cavity. If Zhang fan starts more slowly, I'm afraid the blood in Laohei's neck will be sucked up by the goods.

"It hurts. Master, do you want to do it so hard? The skin on my neck has been pulled off by you. Oh, my God, I don't like fur all the time, but this time I must ask my family to get me the best fox skin bib. Tut Tut, it's killing me. "

Zhang Fan breathed a long breath here, but da Laohei jumped in pain there.

Generally speaking, when leech sucks human blood, it will inject a kind of nerve numbing toxin and feel no pain. This time, however, I don't know if it's Zhang Fan who started too fast, or if the mutated thing is not a leech, or it doesn't have the function of injecting toxin. Anyway, Da Laohei is in pain at this time.

"Well, next time, I'll slow down and let it suck your blood. I'll do it again."

After cutting off the mummy's head, Zhang Fan's spirit relaxed. When talking with a few separate joke flavor.

"Don't worry, master. You see, I'm American, not Egyptian. It's not my lifelong dream to be mummified. Next time, master, you'd better hurry up. You'd better kill it before it's around my neck."

Da Laohei heard that Zhang Fan wanted to let him be sucked almost before he helped him. He shook his hands as if he was really afraid that Zhang Fan would not save him later.

He didn't fight with old Zhang Da Fan. He just shook his hand and wanted to smash the thing he pulled down with those brake threads. But what Zhang Fan didn't expect was that before he really started, such a thing twisted a few times under the shackles of the silk thread. The silk thread of the brake gas broke out of thin air, and even part of the broken part of the thing gradually turned into scattered brake gas and was absorbed by that thing.

It's a little weird.

Turn your head and look at the headless body standing on one side. The body did not fall, but still stood in place. In the headless neck Shin stretched out a dark red insect body like a leech.

Zhang Fan was a little confused about what the mummy was.

At the beginning, he felt that it was only because of the Yang Qi that came into contact with him. But now it seems that it is definitely not. There's a certain sense in that thing, and there's this weird creature in it.

However, Zhang Fan thinks that this strange insect is not the main body of the mummy. Otherwise, if the mummy is controlled by insects, the presence or absence of the mummy's head will not have a great impact on the mummy's action. Since the head is cut off, the mummy will not move, indicating that the mummy's action is still controlled by the head.

Standing beside the corpse of the mummy for a while, Zhang Fan was relieved to make sure that the insects were rooted in the corpse and would not leave at will. When I turned to look at the remaining three young men, I found that two of them with purple lips were standing beside the young man who was bitten by the mummy and then put on the ground by Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan stepped forward to have a look. He saw that the young man's face was shriveled and wrinkled, his eyes were wide open, but he didn't have any expression. Obviously, the young man is dead.

"Master, look, look! Around his neck, around his neck

After kicking the corpse to the ground, Da Laohei follows Zhang Fan. Standing beside the corpse, Da Laohei suddenly points to the neck of the corpse and shouts.

Zhang Fan followed the sound and saw a process similar to a blood vessel on the neck of the corpse. At this time, he was slowly wriggling. Looking in that direction, he went straight to the brain from the wound on the neck.

"You let me."

Between the frowns, Zhang Fan made a stroke towards the protrusion with the tip of Zhan Lu's sword. At the opening of the skin, a thick, long, round, dark red thing rolled out from the inside, which looked like a leech.

This should have been when he was just bitten by a mummy and crawled into his body along the wound.

"Master, it's disgusting. It can't be the poisonous insects in the legendary ancient tomb. Do you think the wound on my neck will be infected? In that case, will I become like that mummy? "This time, the tone of Da Lao Hei is not like a joke. Zhang Fan frowned slightly, put his hand under his neck and explored Da Laohei's neck with genuine Qi. Fortunately, the situation is not as serious as expected, big black is simply bitten, the wound did not enter the larvae of insects.

"I'm sorry, brother. I can't make you a second monster like that."

Zhang Fan stabbed Zhanlu sword on the ground, beat his head to the corpse, prayed silently for two words, then picked up Zhanlu sword and swept it gently around his neck, and a head fell to one side.

The two boys who fell down together could not bear to read the scene, but they did not say anything. Just now Zhang Fan and the mummy's battle, they are the whole process to see in the eye, in which the danger everyone knows, that kind of monster, really can't give a second.

The commotion over the hole soon stopped. After a while, a rope was thrown down from the top, and there was a basket under it. Zhang Fan looked up and could see a temporary windlass in the pit.

I think the flying head didn't make any waves on it.

Two young men, who were more than ten years old, wanted to put the bodies of their companions into the basket first, but Zhang Fan stopped them. Both of them had contact with the mummies. For the sake of safety, Zhang Fan couldn't let them send the corpses up. No one could tell how harmful the insects were. It was also for the good of the villagers here.

Knowing that Zhang Fan's words were reasonable, they could only put the bronze utensils and the bronze spear into the basket. The dead have passed away. No matter what we do for them, the effect is not big. We can only comfort the living. Let the living have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, why are you all so miserable? Go and get some clothes to change for Mr. Zhang and Mr. Tom."

Seeing that Zhang Fan came out of the basket dressed like Hong Qigong and covered with scars and bloodstains, fan Yannian hurriedly yelled at a young man beside him.

Zhang Fan was the last one to climb up. After Tom and the two young men went up, he condensed his evil spirit into a big hand and moved the headless corpse of the mummy and the bodies of the two victims to the bone mountain. During this time, the insects in the mummy cavity still wanted to swallow his evil spirit hand. Finally, he was blown up by the hairy Chi You Xuezhu, which was a little honest.

"Don't worry, my injury doesn't matter. Clothes or something? Anyway, there are no women here now. The boys worked harder and threw all the lychee firewood they had brought into the pit. Pour some more oil and burn it. "

Climbing out of the basket, Zhang Fan sat down on the ground. He was really tired. He didn't want to say a word more if he could.

"But..."

Fan Yannian hesitated when he heard that Zhang fanrang had burned the whole pit.

"What's the matter?"

"Zhang Chaohui and Shi Xiaoan, I've just asked someone to inform them. Now the body is still below. Maybe their family wants to get it up. If it's burned now, I'm afraid they'll make trouble. "

Under the moonlight, fan Yannian's face was very ugly. Also, he brought these young men out of the village. It was only an hour later, and two of them died. How can he explain to the people in the village?

Do you want to fasten the pot on Zhang Fan's head?

In fact, fan Yannian did not think about this idea in his mind. However, after seeing Zhang Fan climbing up, this idea was rejected by him. No way, Zhang Fan's appearance is really very miserable. Even if you put the pot on his head, it's estimated that the people who come here to ask questions are not very willing to make trouble with him.

"If it's noisy, it's noisy. Do you want them to die in vain? We meet monsters below. If we don't burn them now, if there are monsters again, the whole Chuang Tzu will be out of luck. "

The families of the two boys must be sad, but even if they are sad, they can't delay the work. Seeing fan Yannian's hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately yelled to the other boys, "throw the Lichi firewood in and burn it. After that, the girls in Chuang Tzu should be able to have peace."

Although the boys were also very sad about the death of their companions, they came here for their sisters and lovers. When they heard Zhang Fan yelling, they picked up the lychee firewood one by one and threw it down the pit, along with barrels of gasoline.

Leaving the burning fire symbol in the pit, listening to the explosion below, Zhang Fan's heart finally fell into his stomach when he saw a fire coming up from the opening of the pit.