"Fat man," I just said this and swallowed the second half of the sentence. I have nothing to say now. I originally wanted to let him run away by himself, but it was me. Fatty asked me to run alone. , will I agree?

The fat man was running forward with me on his back, and suddenly jumped. His jump didn't matter, as his landing was obviously unstable, and he and I both rolled out.

Although he was thrown out, the fat man felt relieved and let out a long breath. I just wanted to scold him, am I so heavy, but I saw him looking in the direction where the ants were crawling.

I followed the fat man and looked over. Those ants stopped there and kept turning in circles. The ants behind them also stopped, as if there was an invisible line there.

I smelled something, like...canned fish, yes, it smelled like canned fish.

"Fat man, you..." I looked at the fat man. He was looking at me with a proud face and gave a victory sign. I finally understood that I had carried this canned fish so far and hid it in my backpack. Get 4 canned fish in it.

"You threw away all those four cans," I finally couldn't help but ask the fat man.

"Yes," the fat man still looked proud.

You know, when I saw these four bottles of canned food, I was reluctant to take them out to eat on the way. Even though the compressed food was unpalatable, I was reluctant to eat them. I originally planned to eat them to celebrate my victory when I was walking back, but I didn’t expect them. Dumped by the fat man.

Seeing my expression, the fat man said to me proudly: "Well, I'm smart, fat man. Let me guess why these ants only come out at night and why they live in this cave. They are so big. It must have mutated.

Mutations lead to evolution and degeneration. Ants originally have very good eyesight and sense of smell, but they only appear at night. Then they must think that their prey has poor eyesight like them. On the contrary, their sense of smell must be very sensitive.

So I poured all these cans on the ground and painted some on the wall so that they couldn't find us. Don't feel bad, the cans are important and life is important,"

"That's true, life is more important than a can, but why are you okay? Aren't you just like me, unable to get up?" I looked at the lively fat man with doubts on his face.

"Oh, I really couldn't move at that time. I thought it was the ghost of the female corpse. I saw that the female corpse was dressed in ancient clothes. Girls in these ancient times are so shy. If you touch your hand, she will look like she has lost her virginity, so I I just wanted to take off my pants and embarrass her for a moment, but..." When the fat man said this, he suddenly stopped and jumped in front of me, which shocked me.

"You're stupid, take off your pants quickly," the fat man said, stretching his hand over.

His sudden behavior made me completely confused. I was a little doubtful that he was a fat man, or a fat man possessed by a female corpse.

"What are you going to do?" I looked at him warily. I couldn't believe him until I confirmed his identity, but he was not a fat man, so why would he save me? I stared at the fat man, and he was staring at me helplessly.

Looking at each other, the two older men seemed to have no ambiguity, but from the fat man's eyes, I saw the sincerity of being brothers, which other people could not pretend to do.

Why am I so neurotic? Psychologists often say that people who often tremble on their toes are neurotic. But if I don't tremble on my toes, why am I neurotic?

"What do you want to do?" I asked the fat man.

"Oh, I can still hurt you. You are like a broken-back mountain when you become a fat man. Fat man has a family now. Who would talk nonsense to you two? Just take off your pants and you will understand." The fat man looked back and added: "If you rub your hands, the ants will come and eat your bones. Fatty doesn't care."

I was dubious, but the fat man did take off his pants at that time, but why did he take off his pants? If you want to be rich, take off your pants first. This is what the fat man and I were joking about when we were idle. In fact, this is a story about an old village chief and an old man. The love story of a village girl.

That's what it said in writing, but to put it bluntly, it was what the village chief said to the old village girl when he broke the shoe.

I took off my pants and my scalp immediately exploded. I saw that my unconscious legs were covered with some large and small bags. These bags seemed to have water inside, and each one looked like blisters caused by scalding.

My legs were covered with blisters like this, and it looked like something was swimming inside. These blisters looked black and red inside, and I could see something moving inside, but I couldn't feel anything on my legs.

"Funhun, you saw it. I told you to take it off earlier but you didn't take it off. You had to ask why. Now you know. I was like that at the time, but not as good as you. I took off my pants and they didn't get into me yet. in the meat.

I pulled them all off with my pants, and the rest were all dead as soon as I twisted my pants. These things are all blood-sucking, and they are much larger than usual. I am going to perform an acupuncture, please bear with me. "Point," the fat man looked at my legs and frowned.

"What, you're doing acupuncture, come on, I think it's fine to pick them out with something, why bother doing it like this?" The fat man was doing acupuncture. This was the first time I heard that he wanted to use me to practice his skills.

The guys he mentioned were all blood-sucking ones, and they were much bigger than usual. I started to mutter again, what kind of things were in the water that sucked blood? There was only one thing, that is, leeches. I didn’t expect the water temperature to be so low. There are actually leeches living in the water. It's really a wonder that there are so many things in the world.

"Why don't you believe in my brother's strength? To tell you the truth, if I don't give you acupuncture, you will probably be out of luck for the rest of your life. If you want to be a photographer like Teacher Chen, or a martial arts master like Brother Dongfang, you Make your own choice." The fat man spread his hands like a profiteer, and I almost felt his eyes glowing green.

I secretly cursed the fat man, what the hell is Teacher Chen, what the hell Dongfang Bubai: "Then how do you do acupuncture," I asked the fat man.

"It's very simple. Let's hurry up while your leg is still healing. Close your eyes. I'm afraid you'll faint from the injection," the fat man said with a bad smile.

"Fart, I've grown so big, I've had injections and I haven't even eaten sugar balls. Needle, if you can really cure me with acupuncture, let's hurry up. After a while, the ant smelled it, and we both hung here. "I looked at the fat man and signaled him to take action quickly.

"Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to..."

"You're a bitch, you can fool others with your little ink, but if you want to fool me, just do it quickly," I said angrily to the fat man. This guy wanted to make a long speech again. If he couldn't do it, he would do it again and again. , I can't stand it.

"Okay, okay," the fat man agreed repeatedly, "but you have to be prepared for the injection. It needs to be inserted into the kidney point, both sides. This will prevent the poisonous blood below from numbing your entire upper body. You must be prepared."

"Don't stop inking, whether it will be pricked or not, the old man is grinding, you are in menopause," I am really impatient. At this time, the fat man still has the leisure to talk nonsense. Those four bottles of canned fish can hold up. I can't tell how long I'll stay there.

"Then I'll do the acupuncture," the fat man said, and took out the needle. Of course, his needle was just a mahogany needle, not a silver needle. But after he took it out, he actually closed his eyes. Before I could react, this second needle It came off in one shot.

I didn't feel anything at all with the first injection, but when the needle hit the bag on my leg, as the black-red blood flowed out, I felt a sharp pain, which made me scream unconsciously.

The fat man who was so frightened that he was concentrating on acupuncture suddenly opened his eyes and looked at me blankly: "It hurts."

"Nonsense, it won't hurt if I prick you," I replied to the fat man.

"It doesn't make sense. You can't feel pain when I perform the acupuncture. Even a normal person can't feel pain. Besides, your leg is still numb."

I looked at the bag that was punctured by the fat man. As black and red blood flowed out, a long thing crawled out, a big leech. This leech was as thick as a human finger.

I quickly flicked it aside with my hands, "Okay, you'd better open the blisters for me. I think your acupuncture skills are still not good enough. You should practice "Thirteen Acupunctures of the Ghost Gate" when you are free. Come on, stop making these useless things,"

The fat man wanted to speak out to refute me, but he suppressed his words and remained silent. He helped me pick up the blisters on my legs. As each blister was opened, black and red blood flowed out from inside. And there were extremely large leeches crawling out of it.

And when a blister was popped, my legs became more intuitive, and the blister wound was healing quickly. The left leg obviously healed faster than the right leg. I opened the sleeve on my left arm, I looked at my left arm. The skull on my left arm was very obvious at the moment.

This pair of left hands can heal wounds quickly, but I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. Everything has advantages and disadvantages. This is an eternal truth, but at this time, it has indeed saved me several times.

Counting the time I died, according to Fatty, I was beaten to the head by the police and came back to life. I have always disagreed with this statement, but I did not refute Fatty. Even though I changed from atheism to theism, I still don't believe that I can still be alive after my head was smashed.

Maybe it was because of the light at the time, because it was dark, and given the situation at the time, everyone would be nervous. Under the nervousness, it was reasonable for the fat man to watch the fireworks, or he might have seen them wrong. Maybe the bullet missed the target, but it helped. I healed my wounds, that's a fact.

The fat man was doing it for me, and suddenly I discovered a strange thing. The ants, as if they were facing a disaster, all became restless, and started to return along the road one by one. In a moment, what happened in the entire cave? Nothing is left.
Chapter completed!