Wu Xie is still there, still innocent

Chapter 18

And I was lowering my waist at this time, it was too late to dodge, and the most I could do was to avoid the neck that happened to be in the middle of the vital part, and then I had no choice but to watch the ball snapping at my neck, A mouthful of fangs bit into the flesh, and immediately the whole upper body was bloody.I'm also glad that I missed it, otherwise, my throat would definitely be bitten off.

Immediately afterwards, I grabbed the hair ball with one hand and got up quickly, trying to pull it away, but the hair ball was biting so tightly that if I wanted to tear it apart, I had to get rid of the meat on the neck.

And Poker Bottle is entangled with the ball flying over my head, I am a little strange, isn't it a big ball?Why are you divided into two groups?Could it be that he learned 72 changes from Sun Wukong?

And the fat man on the side came to support me after he slowed down. I was about to say, "Don't pull", but before I could say anything, the fat man's big hand tore the ball away. In the past, "Fucking fat man, did you intentionally take revenge? My flesh!"

The fat man held the hair ball in one hand, and smiled at me, "Such a simple and rough weight loss, Xiao Wu, you should thank you fat man."

Fuck you, I clutched my neck and turned around to look at Poker Bottle, he was scratched on the wrist, nothing else happened, the fat man was holding the dumpling to study, "Xiao Wu, what do you think this is? Will it be divided into two again in a while, like a snowball, and then a lot of things like this will come out?"

I couldn't help but rolled my eyes, "You have kung fu crow's mouth, why don't you step forward and help my little brother?"

While we were talking, Poker Bottle had already restrained the ball, shivering under the black gold ancient knife, looking very pitiful.The fat man leaned over and praised, "Brother, you are really good at this skill. After all, you have practiced for more than ten years, right?"

Pokerfing ignored the fat man, flicked his wrist, then glanced at the blood all over my body, frowned, then took the package, which contained gauze and anti-inflammatory drugs, and simply bandaged it for me.

I frowned, thinking that this thing has really good teeth, and I was a little surprised that the bandaging technique of the Poker Bottle was quite good.

At this moment, the fat man howled, and when I looked over, I saw a flash of white light, and then the dumpling caught by the fat man was obediently lying next to the dumpling that was pressed under the knife, and it seemed that he still wanted to Get the gang out.

The fat man held his bitten hand in great surprise, "Is this a brother party or a husband and wife party? Why don't you run for your life at this time?"

Poker-Face answered this time, "This thing is called a badger, twins, similar to Bingdihua, they are born and grown in pairs." After a pause, he continued, "Just now one of them should be In the jar that Wu Xie smashed, both jars were broken, so the two badgers hugged each other."

I nodded, it turned out that this thing was fast, it was originally two balls, and it didn't have any sex skills.

But Poker-finger's face seemed a little embarrassed, and I understood after thinking about it. Poker-finger said earlier that following the zongzi in this jar must have a destiny, and it would be better to listen to others in their territory, but now it seems that if the zongzi in the jar If the thing he owns is the badger, then the badger came here purely to reunite with his brothers, but the idea of ​​​​poor oil bottle seems to be sentimental.

I was even thinking, when I saw us following, I wonder if the badger was thinking, humans with fish lips, I am not leading the way for Ni Meng at all.

But looking back at the two broken pots, I still feel a little heartache. Things from the Warring States Period, one of the broken ones is less than one.

The fat man looked at the rest of the babies with glowing eyes, probably thinking about how to take them up intact, but I was thinking, I remember that the one I picked up and smashed was a thin neck, so this single How did my son's badger get in?

I couldn't figure it out, so I asked Pokerfing directly, and Pokerfing replied without thinking, "When the Badger was young, it was only the size of a baby's fist, so let's put it in the bottle at that time."

I can't help but praise that this thing is quite affectionate. After so many years, I still don't forget to look for the long-lost twins or something.

Poker bottle seemed to have guessed what I was thinking, and added, "Twin badgers can live longer."

"..." If you feel tired and don't love, you know that fairy tales are all lies, and Badger will not do anything that is not beneficial.

But at this moment, the badger who was bullied so badly by the black gold ancient knife suddenly let out a shrill cry, and the sound was particularly ear-piercing. Then, the whole tomb room was full of this sound, and the fat man blocked his ears, "This tomb room is still alive!" Does it have an echo?"

I shook my head. There is no way for this structure to have an echo.

The fat man was puzzled, "Then bring your own duet?"

But Poker Bottle's face changed. Following his gaze, I looked at the ground, and those jars started to shake one by one, as if something inside was about to break free!

I took a deep breath, and had a bad guess, are there such badgers in these bottles and jars?

I looked at Poker Bottle, "Brother, didn't you say that badgers are all twins? But from this scene, it's not just twins, their parents can give birth..."

At this moment, a bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and a ball of hair came out little by little. Poker Ping pursed his lips, pulled out the ancient black gold knife, and shouted in a low voice, "Run!"

Fortunately, the tomb passage outside is still there. Although I don't know which side it leads to, it is much safer than a room full of badgers.

Because my neck just lost a mouth, I can feel a special pain when I run now. I always feel that if the neck is less fleshy, I can’t support my head. I am afraid that a big movement will directly throw the head off. I was terrified.

And I have seen it before, the badger's speed is very fast.

The fat man is still complaining because I hit his foot and hurt his foot, and now it is very difficult to run, I don't bother to talk to him, it seems that my neck has nothing to do with him like.

The whistling wind behind me made me feel threatened, so I ran with all my strength, but the wind was getting closer and closer. I had no choice but to lower my head, and a badger flew over my head. In this way, I have a surprising discovery, it seems that even though the badger is fast, it is not easy to brake the car.

At this moment, Poker-Face stopped suddenly, slapped the badger flying over my head with his backhand, and then kicked it to a place on the wall. Immediately afterwards, the entire tomb passage took the three of us over past.

Along with falling into the darkness, he was more or less relieved.

I turned on the flashlight again, and I saw that there was another scar on Pokerfing's wrist, so I resigned myself to helping Pokerfing deal with the wound, but when I saw Pokerfing's wound, I suddenly thought of a question, "Brother, this badger , has claws, right?"

Poker-Face nodded, obviously realizing what I wanted to express, his expression changed, and they looked at Fatty together.

We looked at Fatty inexplicably, I swallowed, and asked, "Fatty, it's your hand, not your claw, that grabbed your ankle..."

The fat man's face suddenly changed, and at this moment, I saw a small, pale hand on the fat man's neck with the help of the weak light of the flashlight.