This shows that it is not that I am lost, but that something unexpected happened to them.
What could it be? Don't be dragged down by something in the abyss. There is no bottom out below, and there is basically no possibility of surviving.
I stood in place and looked around, and suddenly saw a figure standing vaguely in the fog behind me.
This is a very strange figure.
Because of the thick mist, I can't see clearly, I can only vaguely see a little outline.
The figure can't even be called the figure of a person. He can't see where his head is, only his arm is raised high and the other arm is stretched down. If the upper part of the body is still barely like a person, then the lower part is not sure what it is. It feels like there are many tentacles, like an octopus. If you only look at the upper body, it is still very similar to the gods of this underground race.
I stood still trembling and dared not move, and the shadow didn't move either. I wondered what it was, but you moved a bit. Don't be scared of me by their whole pranks. Didn't I actually stray into the tricky reality show from the beginning of the trip to Helan Mountain, and the final goal of the show crew is to scare me a bit.
Finally, that shadow power.
To be precise, it is the power of the lower body, and the upper body is still raised with one hand, and I heard the sound of "smoothing", like a small snail crawling on the ground.
This monster version of the small snail crawled towards me.
What are you still doing, run! I didn't even look at the monster, turned around and ran. The fog is thick, I want to pay attention to the road under my feet.
Suddenly I tripped over something, I lowered my head and took a flashlight to take a picture, "Oh-"
A corpse wandered there, as if after being swallowed round and round, the indigestion was pulled out again. The whole person was thin, dripping with bluish-yellow juice, and I don’t know if it was the stomach juice or the corroded flesh and blood. thing.
They must have been attacked by this thing in Chongyang. I recognized it carefully. All of this man’s clothes had been digested. Only a thick layer of flesh and blood was left on the outside of the skeleton. Make a specimen of human muscle. I wonder if this monster is taken out, the executioners who peeled their skins in ancient times would still have to lose their karma.
I really couldn't see who the corpse was, most of it was pulled out after being eaten by the thing behind him. I hope it’s not someone I know. I compared to a cross, and Amitabha wished you an early ascend to bliss and become an immortal.
The crawling sound of the small snail behind him grew louder. It turned out that "SpongeBob SquarePants" was a horror movie.
I didn't have time to hurt him, so I picked a direction opposite to the sound and continued running, but Xiao Wo was chasing him. Hearing the sound of mucus squirming on the ground, he would feel that he was crawling very slowly, but in fact he was pressing hard on me, and I had a tendency to run a little slower. He quickly followed suit. Be a fitness instructor.
For a while I even felt that he was standing behind me, but I resisted the desire to look back. In those thrillers, the difference between the supporting role and the protagonist is that the supporting role tends to look back while running, and the camera chasing him behind will capture his horrified expression before his death. The protagonist is different. After the brother died, he would only say one thing: I will take care of the sister-in-law for you! Then ran without looking back.
Looking back is the greatest stupidity.
I desperately resisted the desire to look back, even though the voice got closer and closer, I felt that my back was about to be pressed by him. I silently thought that I was the protagonist and I was the protagonist. I didn't care if I was the protagonist.
Although this platform is large, it can't stand me running like a marathon. The lower body of this small snail is like a perpetual motion machine. Who can bear it? I ran in circles for a half and a half, and along the way, I came across two corpses with skeletons covered in flesh and blood. I have already ran a lap this way, and there were no two corpses just now. The two appeared.
Could it be that the monster is chasing and digesting and pulling? I’m almost crying, how come he eats the bowl and looks at the pot, pulling the belly and chasing after the road, so digestion is not good, the nutrition is in the bones, I think it should be digested again Take it back and drink the stew.
Sometimes I just can't control my mind, and the physical exertion is extremely huge. Now it's like running a sports test boy two kilometers, and my mind is thinking about it. My heart can't say it, I'm going to ascend to heaven.
At this moment, I saw a dark figure standing vaguely in the mist in front of me, motionless, just standing there.
It's over. I said, I'm done, I'm going to lose weight today. I don't know if it's good to be pulled out by him. It is not convenient for the funeral director to put makeup on my face.
I turned at a right angle and ran in another direction. The green hills did not change and the green water flowed long after us—
Then the black figure in front suddenly jumped over and grabbed me, his hands were hot, it was a person. I was about to cry, and finally saw my relatives.
No matter who it is, do whatever you want at this time.
After the man dragged me over, he whispered: "Get down!" It was Gu Tang's voice.
While I was with him, I said to myself: Get down? What do you want
"Don't breathe." Gu Tang whispered again.
I obediently obeyed, took a breath, covered my nose and mouth with my hands, and stopped moving. Suddenly I discovered that my flashlight was not turned off on my shoulders, it would not be a problem, but Gu Tang didn't remind me to turn it off, and it would have no effect.
The two were lying there, motionless, listening to Xiao Wo crawling over slowly, I don't know if he wouldn't be able to spot us by doing this, but Gu Tang's arrangements are often reasonable.
Xiao Snail crawled over slowly, because I was lying on the ground, the light of the flashlight was shining straight ahead, and the nest was getting closer and closer. I couldn't see the whole picture of him, only his lower body.
That is…
A dark billboard? His lower body was pitch black, and only the constantly changing contours could be seen. The specific details were almost zero, just like a flat surface. It was too dark, it was so dark that it absorbed light, and the black heart website was not so dark.
In theory, black is not a kind of color feedback after scattering, but the lack of color due to absorption of light, and it looks black at this time. When the absorbance of the special paint reaches more than 99%, it is extremely black.
Any three-dimensional object painted with this kind of paint will look like a flat surface without any ups and downs inside. It seems that a foreigner has made a black 2.0, and this is it. I suspect that the suspect in Conan painted this stuff.
The little flat snail squirmed and squirmed, seeing that the lower body was about to press on my face, and a rancid smell came on my nose. This monster was like washing my feet in a septic tank. (End of this chapter)