Under the pale moonlight, the entire camp was dark and silent, and the thick black ink-like miasma was like a barrier, isolating the entire camp from the outside world.
In the dead silence, there was a rustling sound that gradually expanded and gradually spread towards the tent.
Something crawled across the ground, the unburned dry wood in the fire was crushed, making a soft "click" sound, and the scattered sparks under the fire burned something,
There were a few vague shadows in the black mist. They stood up unsteadily and crossed a circle of light yellow powder around the tent in a strange arch-bridge-shaped posture. Their huge bodies twisted, and every time they took a step forward, they were wrapped in
The blood-red snakes on their bodies will squirm, and from time to time there will be tiny snakes that are not firmly entangled and shake off.
At the top of the giant snake cocoon is a bright red cockscomb snake that is huge compared to other snakes. It shakes its fiery red cockscomb, directs the snake cocoon, and rushes towards the tent where the sweet potatoes are placed with a clear goal.
There was a loud bang.
It was like a mudslide rolling down, carrying broken branches and leaves, and hitting the roof of the tent head-on and menacingly.
As soon as Zhang Zhuxun put the mud-smeared tarpaulin on Fatty and Wu Xiaoxie, who were completely unaware of what was going on in the outside world, he heard movement on the other side of the tent five meters away from them.
Then there was another muffled sound, which was heavier than before, and you could hear the frame supporting the tent snapping. Then the tarpaulin tore with a "sizzling" sound, and the tent finally collapsed because it could not withstand the gravity.
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The sound of impact came from all directions in the camp, and after several loud noises, there was another sound of the tent collapsing.
Zhang Zhuoxun listened to the debate with his ears. In less than a cup of tea, several tents where he placed hot sweet potatoes as stand-ins were destroyed by pheasant necks.
The heavy dragging sound hadn't stopped yet. When they passed by the tent where they were, they seemed to be standing unsteadily and staggered. The tent shook violently and stayed still for a long time. It seemed that they felt that there was no prey here.
The sound of walking gradually fades away.
Zhang Zhuxun quietly breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, the fat man on the camp bed made a noise.
Perhaps the gas mask was too stuffy, and the thick wet mud made the fat man unable to breathe. He groaned, raised his legs and kicked off the tarpaulin covering his body.
Zhang Zhuoxun cursed secretly and immediately ran over to cover it again.
At this moment, the fat man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were misty. When he saw a dark figure squatting next to him, he trembled with fright and immediately turned over and was about to jump up, causing the camp bed to creak. p>
Zhang Zhu said he was going to suffer, so he bent his knees and put his head on his stomach to hold him down. He also turned on the luminous light on his watch and gestured to him.
In his sleep, the fat man felt as if something was pressing on his chest, like a weight. It was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, and his throat was dry and tight. He vaguely kicked the thing pressing away, and the result was that
The thing was like a tumbler. When I kicked it out, it came back again. I felt angry all of a sudden.
Panting heavily, he opened his eyes, and suddenly found a black figure with bright eyes in front of him, guarding the edge like a life-seeking ghost. He was so frightened that he almost screamed, and with the addition of
There was a heavy feeling like a ghost pressing down on the bed, cold sweat instantly broke out from my back, straight to the sky, and my heart went cold all of a sudden.
Before he could recover from the stupor all over his body, he saw the black shadow create a small ball of fluorescence, which clearly illuminated the black gas mask on the shadow's face, and made a few familiar gestures. The fat man's mind went numb.
React.
Once again, I felt as if I was wearing something on my face. I reached out and touched it. I immediately realized that something was wrong and hurriedly nodded to Zhang Zhu.
Seeing that he had come to his senses, Zhang Zhu lowered his knees and pointed at the tent to signal to him that there was something going on outside and not to move, and then turned off the night light of his watch.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Wu Xiaoxie seemed to be awakened by the movement outside. As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhang Zhuxun, with quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out his hand and pressed it on his neck, knocking him unconscious.
Okay, it’s gone this time.
I don’t know how long the stalemate lasted, outside
The crashing sound stopped, and then there was a long period of dead silence.
Zhang Zhuxun turned on the night light of his watch and looked at the time. It was five thirty-nine. The night had finally passed.
There were two light footsteps outside the tent, and then the door curtain, which was stained with mud, was opened from the outside.
A ray of light shone in through the gap, and it was dawn.
"Are you okay?" Pan Zi had already taken off his gas mask, and the younger brother was standing behind him holding a knife.
Only then did Zhang Zhuxun realize that his whole body was extremely stiff. He wanted to stand up, but when he moved his feet a little, a painful numbness shot up from the soles of his feet, like an electric shock. His legs suddenly couldn't exert any strength, and his body tilted to the side.
Plant away.
Pan Zi quickly helped Zhang Zhuxun sit on the empty camp bed next to him, and stretched out his hand to press the acupuncture points on his calf.
"You guys have been guarding Mistress and the others all night," Pan Zi said with a smile.
Zhang Zhuoxun waved his hands tiredly and took off the gas mask on his face.
The little brother rolled up the door curtain and hung it on the iron hook on the side, allowing the early morning sunlight to fully shine in and dispel the darkness in the room.
The fat man jumped up immediately and looked outside the tent. He was startled and asked anxiously: "What was that noise last night? Was it a tornado? Why did the camp become like this?"
Pan Zi explained the whole story clearly.
After hearing this, the fat man yelled, "***, these idiots are really haunted by their mother-in-law."
Pan Zi woke up the sleeping Wu Xiaoxie.
Several people walked out of the tent, and it was a mess outside.
In the light mist, the camp that had just been organized yesterday seemed to have been plundered by a flash flood. There were ruins everywhere. Except for their two tents that were covered with mud, the other tents all collapsed and turned into a pile. p>
The huge camp was empty and desolate. There were many messy drag marks on the ground. It was obvious that they were attacked by some huge monsters last night.
"Damn it." Pan Zi scolded, "Muyu really made it right. This place was like this when we came here yesterday. It seems that Third Master and the others were indeed attacked by a group of snakes."
Wu Xiaoxie took a breath and turned a little pale, "No wonder there were so many equipment left in the tent. Uncle San and the others must have suffered heavy losses at that time."
Everyone is almost dead, so the extra equipment is naturally useless.
The fat man was confused, "But we checked around and didn't find any corpses or blood stains around the camp."
Wu Xiaoxie nodded, "So, those corpses were either buried and cleaned up by Uncle San and the others, or they were taken away by pheasant necks."
