The face of Wuming changed and changed, from the unbelievable at the beginning to the gloomy at the end.
He understands that in the current situation, the leg has been invaded by something!
This thing may be what Chen Shugong called "disease".
Wuming picked up the golden knife, raised his trouser legs to his knees, and carefully observed it again in the moonlight. The more he looked at it, the more gloomy his expression became.
Then he plunged into the pile of straw with the tip of the knife bit by bit, then he raised his head and exhaled a long breath.
At first, he thought it was the hair on this leg that turned into straw.
But after taking a closer look, he found that... his calf was completely filled with straw from the inside and outside!
In other words, not only the outer skin, but also the bones, blood vessels, and muscles have all disappeared and been replaced with straw!
The calf on his right now is simply a pile of straw!
With the deepening of the golden knife just now, there was no pain at all!
This kind of thing that cannot be explained by science at all happened to the unknown.
No wonder, he couldn't use his strength anyway, because that piece of straw could only maintain the leg shape on the surface, and could not support the body at all.
There is no expression on the nameless face, but the heart has been completely subverted!
What kind of "disease" is it actually that will straw people
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Strawization? Wuming seems to have caught something...
Because from the beginning of receiving the mission and boarding the plane, the scarecrow that appeared strangely, the large amount of straw stored in Chen Wenjin's warehouse, including the straw floating down the stream, also existed in it!
Peach Blossom Village, what kind of relationship does it have with straw!
Wuming seemed to have grasped some key points, but it seemed extremely mysterious and could not grasp the center. He lowered his head and looked at the completely straw-like calf. What he can now be sure of is that this mission must have a close relationship with the straw Inseparable connection!
Perhaps, figuring out the relationship between Taohua Village and Straw is the key to accomplishing the task.
Wuming looked at the paper money in his arms, looked at the trees beside him, and picked a thicker yellow trunk. Holding a golden knife in his left hand, he rounded it and cut it on the branch.
Under the unusually sharp blade of the golden knife, the branch snapped, Wuming picked it up slightly, adjusted its direction, just placed the arm on the forked part of the upper end, and began to drag the right that was completely turned into straw. The leg, with his right hand drooping, began to leap forward.
Every three steps he took, he accurately squeezed three paper money out of his arms, gently swiped it toward the roots of the trees on both sides, and muttered: "Passing by, no wonder."
Rong Chuan, John, Huang Hui, and Uncle Chen are continuing to climb up the slope. It can be seen that they are also extremely difficult at this time, because the wooden frame in the direction of Uncle Chen has broken for a little while, that is, this small part has already been broken. Enough to break the inherent balance.
But Uncle Chen didn't have the slightest effort on his face, as if he couldn't feel the pressure on his body at all. He held the rope at the break in one hand and the rope on the wooden frame on the other shoulder.
At such an old age, he still carried the heaviest weight of the coffin.
Even with his joining, Rong Chuan and the others got an unprecedented respite from their coffin-lifting action, which was easier than before when the nameless was present.
At this time, even John had already noticed something was wrong. How could Uncle Chen's age be easier than those young men carrying the coffin.
What kind of power is hidden under the big black robe, it makes them feel ashamed.
But everyone's suspicion was only in their hearts, and they didn't dare to show it, because when Chen Shugong was talking with Wuming at the time, Rong Chuan had already informed both of them about Chen's strange situation.
After a brief panic, they still chose to shoulder the burden of lifting the coffin. After all, as long as they can complete the action of lifting the coffin into the grave mountain, they return to the village to meet Xu Lang.
Only when you are around Xu Lang, a powerful senior, can you feel the greatest sense of security.
John and Rong Chuan moved forward with their heads sullen. They both had only one idea, to complete the action and leave here, but at the same time Huang Hui was frightened and was on the verge of collapse.
Wuming's serious injury was completely planned by her, although on the surface it looks perfect, Wuming doesn't seem to be pursuing it.
But she always feels that she has a pair of eyes behind her, staring at her steadily. The more she walks forward, the stronger this feeling becomes.
Especially after learning about Uncle Chen's abnormal condition, she became even more frightened.
There is no one behind her now. Uncle Chen is on the left side of her Yuguang. Once something happens, she can flee for the first time, while Wuming is now in their parallel position and hurriedly hurried forward alongside them.
However, this forest is composed of five of them from beginning to end. Now these few people are already within her sight. What is it that has been following her
But she didn't dare to look back at all. The fate of Wuming turned her head has been known to her. In this case, she lost her calf, even Wuming is the end of the crossbow. If she is replaced by her, I am afraid that the next mission will be almost ten deaths. No birth!
Huang Hui's nerves are already extremely sensitive, and every gust of wind around her can cause her heart to pause, and the long-term physical loss has made her mentally trance.
The wind is screaming, the plants are all soldiers!
And just when her heart touched her throat, to her left, that Uncle Chen who hadn't said a word since she lifted the coffin.
He turned his head slowly, moving very slowly, as if he was extremely careful, for fear of shocking something.
His voice was so low that he turned his entire head around, as if he was not afraid of the punishment of turning back, and looked at Huang Hui who was in a trance: "Don't move..."
Huang Hui's Yu Guang has been looking around, the moment Uncle Chen turned her head, she had already noticed.
Rong Chuan said that Uncle Chen is currently not sure whether it is the evil spirit of this mission, and it is temporarily harmless.
So she was not too scared, on the contrary, she looked very surprised when she saw Uncle Chen's turning back.
"You... how can you turn your head around!"
The conversation here, especially Uncle Chen stopped after saying that, and John and Rong Chuan in front also stopped.
Although they couldn't turn their heads back, they also pricked their ears to listen to the conversation behind them.
Wuming had already got rid of the identity of the person carrying the coffin, and could now turn his head freely, just when he turned his head and looked in the direction of Huang Hui.
At the same time, in this quiet dense forest, a very sharp voice, with endless complaints, suddenly sounded beside Huang Hui.
To be precise, it is on Huang Hui's shoulder!
This extremely dangerous cry, especially on the special occasion of Tomb Mountain, seemed extremely shocking!
Wuming immediately panicked, and after looking at Huang Hui's shoulder, his eyes condensed at the same time.
That is... a black cat!
The whole body is pitch black, there is no slight difference in color, two amber-like eyes are staring round, and there is hardly any white in the eyes. At this time, she is squatting on Huang Hui's shoulders, her mouth widened, and her mouth full of teeth.
Wuming swears that I have never seen a cat with such sharp teeth!
Especially the cry was like a vicious spirit hidden in the body of this black cat.
Huang Hui is the closest to the black cat, and she can hear the call most clearly, even shocking!
The nerves that had been strained for a long time were almost completely broken at this moment. The thing that has been following her is undoubtedly this black cat!
Huang Hui's peripheral light glanced towards the left shoulder as much as possible, but could not see the whole picture of the black cat at all.
The black hair has been completely hidden in the night, if it weren't for its open mouth and its fangs, even Huang Hui would not have felt its existence.
The black cat's throat made a shuddering purr, but it was not like a domestic cat's movement at all, but like the high-frequency hard friction of two rocks. Everyone would have to hear this sound without hair standing upright.
Huang Hui's body began to flutter, her eyelids began to roll up, her mind had been completely tortured and abnormal, and now she was on the verge of fainting.
Wuming felt anxious, because Uncle Chen said that creatures cannot touch the coffin!
Obviously, this punishment will be far more serious than the consequences of turning back. Wuming has now seen that the black cat's paws have begun to move around!
He actually started to step on Huang Hui's shoulder, trying to touch the coffin!
Wuming hurriedly tapped the "walking stick" with a golden knife, but the black cat didn't even look at him. He just stared at the coffin, but his arm hung in the air and did not move, as if hesitating.
This situation has completely violated his understanding of cats. He does not understand why a cat is interested in coffins.
At this moment, Uncle Chen said faintly: "Cats are similar spirits, especially black cats. This cat is full of fangs and is sensitive to the smell of death. Obviously, it is a habit of eating dead human flesh. Civet.
No wonder it followed us all the way. This kind of pure-colored cat is a taboo for the dead. Once it touches the coffin, it will inevitably alarm the dead.
In other words, the moment its arm rests on the coffin, you will violate both rules at the same time. "
Uncle Chen's words were extremely plain, as if he didn't care about the life and death of the executors at all, and he didn't even mean to reach out to stop him at all.
Wuming got rid of the identity of carrying the coffin at this time, but once Rong Chuan and others died, the previous efforts were all in vain. He understood that this operation was an extremely important part of this mission, and it must not be ended in a hasty way. .
He began to call Huang Hui's name frantically, trying to recover her from her dementia, but Huang Hui held the tree trunk with one hand, retching and shaking.
Every time she swayed, the black cat's patience was aroused, and the black cat's purring became more and more impatient and sharp, and it had begun to accumulate energy.
Rong Chuan and John couldn't turn their heads to make any movements at all. Huang Hui couldn't count on it anymore, only nameless.
Anonymous slowly threw the crutches on the ground, holding the knife in his left hand, and at the same time the black cat was ready to go, and he saw its hind legs kicked, and the whole body turned into a black light, almost invisible to the naked eye. , Leaped quickly to the coffin board.
But at the same time, the golden knife in Wuming's hand was thrown out wildly based on the sense of touch and intuition!
Huh!
A stream of blood blew out of the darkness and directly soaked half of Huang Hui's face red, and a fist-sized head flew out. The black cat was cut off with a knife, and the golden knife plunged into Huang Hui's side. In the trunk.
The corpse of the cat that had lost its head slammed on the ground, Wuming's heart was overjoyed and he let out a long sigh of relief.
But at the same time, in Huang Hui's terrified pupils, the ropes on her shoulders broke all at once!
"Do not!!!"
After the coffin shook a few times, with a bang, it hit the ground fiercely, setting off dust in the sky, everyone turned their heads and stared at the ground, and the entire dense forest suddenly turned into a dead silence! (End of this chapter)