Chapter 457: The Revengeful Lynx
“..Is it fake?”
Wu Xie felt the cool air spraying on his hands and was completely confused.
The faint sound that suddenly sounded in the ears, and the cool breeze suddenly blowing on the hands in the coffin, all explained one thing.
The master in the coffin who was supposed to be rotten, in the coffin from Some kind of change occurred under the mysterious power of the East.
"Your uncle, although I don't understand Feng Shui, at least I can tell that this is a large dragon vein, and this hillside is not a dangerous hole!"
"Why! Why does he get up on horseback? Corpse!!!”
Wu Xie’s expression was extremely aggrieved, and he could not even feel fear for a while.
At this moment, Wu Xie just wanted to pull out the master inside and beat him up, and ask him why he raised the body!!!
He didn’t even have to look back. Yes, Wu Xie knew that Hu Ming was laughing so hard that his stomach ached.
Although the movement inside was small, it could not be hidden from Hu Ming's ears.
Fat Man
Oh my God, if it hadn't been full of mud, Fat Man would have been rolling around crazily on the ground.
This slap in the face
Faintly, Wu Xie seemed to hear the little brother’s tired sigh.
Chi.
The young man turned the blade over expressionlessly, and half of the black blade sank into the top of the coffin.
That's where the head of the corpse is.
There were hunters in the village all around. They didn’t want the master inside to be exposed to the eyes of the hunters, so they could only deal with it silently.
But the good thing is that this place is indeed not a dangerous cave, and the things inside have just awakened and cannot become a climate.
Ga.
There was a faint sound, and the coffin returned to calm.
"...Don't talk to me, I want to be quiet." Wu Xie silently pulled out his hand and climbed up the mud pit expressionlessly, losing interest in touching the things inside.
Tonight, he suffered a blow that his age should not bear.
He is autistic.
In fact, Wu Xie was too lazy to care about the condition of pulmonary fibrosis. He took out cigarettes from Hu Ming's pocket, lit one for himself melancholy, and squatted aside to feel sorry for himself.
"My eldest nephew, my condolences, this kind of thing... is all your grandfather Gou Wuye's fault. Who asked him to give you a different name?"
Hu Ming coughed lightly. Twice, he rubbed his sore cheek muscles and comforted him softly.
".I don't want to talk, I just want to be alone."
Wu Xie waved his hands and fell into deep self-doubt.
Is it really a matter of the name?
Should we find a fortune teller to change the name another day?
“Brother Hu Ming, what’s wrong with brother Wu Xie?”
Yuncai came over curiously.
In just a few minutes, Yun Cai couldn’t figure out why Wu Xie suddenly became autistic?
Nothing happened down there?
"Maybe he found out that he was actually given away by his grandfather by paying his phone bill?"
Hu Ming laughed and made a bad joke.
"Panma did hide something here before, but the things inside should have been taken away."
At this moment, the little brother and the fat man came up one after another, and the little brother raised his eyebrows He raised the blood-stained plastic bag in his hand.
Naturally, there will be no plastic bags in the tombs of the Wanqing Period.
This illustrates one point. After Panma was injured for unknown reasons, he did come here to take away the things he had hidden.
This thing is probably the iron block.
After discussing for a while, the hunters divided into two teams, with the ancient tomb as the center. One team explored the mountains, and the other team searched down the hillside.
"Could it be the group that burned down the Menyoupian house before?" Wu Xie came out of self-doubt and guessed with a frown.
"No, there should be someone else."
The little brother stretched out his hand and showed his latest discovery to a few people.
That is a somewhat deformed warhead!
“Bullet!!!”
Seeing this, several people's expressions changed.
This thing is not a bullet made by a small workshop like a hunter's shotgun.
Judging from the size, it should be a pistol bullet.
The villagers can’t get this kind of thing.
“Damn it, Fatty, why do I feel a little cold in my heart? Is there someone waiting behind us to shoot us coldly?”
The fat man smacked his mouth, looking around with lingering fear, as if looking for the gunman hidden in the case...
"There is no one else except us and the hunter within a radius of 500 meters. ”
Hu Ming shook his head.
By the way, all the ghost figures are dead, so where did this gunman come from?
How come he wants to kill Panma by such a coincidence?
Hu Ming smelled an unusual smell.
The problem now is that Hu Ming is also a little confused. There are too few clues. God knows which demons and monsters have come here and are still hiding in the dark.
No way, the person who fired the black gun is really Wu Erbai's person, right?
There is no reason to do this!
Could it be the fat man who said it? That eldest lady boss?
Hu Ming started working intuitively, and a flash of enlightenment arose in his heart.
"Let's go. It looks like Panma is still alive. If we find him, everything will be clear!"
Shaking his head, Hu Ming gave up the unnecessary thinking and took the lead to follow Agui. Waiting for others' footsteps.
The four men from Hu Ming and Agui woman went down the hillside to search at the bottom of the ditch.
“Something is coming!”
Suddenly, Hu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked ahead at the bushes where the hunter was searching.
"Woof woof woof!!!"
At this moment, the hunting dogs also started howling.
"Be careful, there is something in the grass!"
The person in front also shouted at the same time, warning the people behind.
As if the trace had been discovered, there was sudden movement in the woods nearby.
The bushes were undulating like waves, and something very large was moving through the bushes, making a lot of noise.
Subconsciously, Aguiju fired.
“Bang!”
The dull sound of gunfire surprised countless creatures living in the woods.
This hasty shot did not hurt anything hidden in the grass.
“Are you coming for me? Are these things so vindictive?”
Hu Ming was surprised to find that the things in the grass didn’t care about the hunter at all, but rushed straight towards him!< br>
Hu Ming already knew the attacking wild lynx, it was clearly the lynx that Hu Ming massacred last night!
(End of this chapter)