God stick peeping the sky

Xiaoyan lowered his head and took a closer look, and there was an oops. It turned out that the mandrill could not open the door and the window, so it scratched the soil with its claws from under the door frame, and made a half-foot-deep crack under the door without much effort. , several claws scratched with a sharp killing intent.

Along the way, chopping off a few hooves like chopping melons and vegetables, Xiaoyan felt that the door was knocked to the point of crumbling, and could no longer withstand it with the help of the cabinet and door bars alone. His eyes swept around the room, staring at the side of the stove On the huge water tank.

Xiaoyan continued to compete with the mandrill against the broken cabinet with his back, and stretched his arms enough, but unfortunately his arms were too short to move, so he couldn't help but look at Liang Enze.

Before Liang Enze's family accident happened last year, he was originally the good son of Pianpianzhuo Shijia, but whoever wanted to get involved in the way of ghosts and snakes, now he doesn't even bat an eyelid when killing mandrills and wild animals, and he keeps using the corners of his eyes when he hears the door slamming. Light takes care of Xiaoyan.

Sweeping until Xiaoyan stared at the vat, he shot an arrow and took two big steps to reach Xiaoyan's side. There was still water in the vat, which was not light, but Enze seemed to be carrying a bucket of cotton. He hugged it and put it against the door.

Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief for a while, and asked, "Enze, do you think this rotten house can last until Yue Jiu comes in?"

"I don't have any arrows anymore." Liang Enze stared at a piece of wood under the base of the water tank that had been removed just now. Below, the boards seemed to cover a hole in the ground."

Xiaoyan looked at the sky with his eyes, dust and earth were falling on his head, the room was pitch black after the candles were blown out, but now it seemed like moonlight shone in again: "Enze, there is also a hole in the roof."

Liang Enze followed his gaze to the sky, and happened to meet the mandrill's blood-red eyeballs. Although he was calm and prudent, he couldn't help but fall down when he saw that if nothing happened, he would be in close contact with the mandrill soon. He took a breath of air: "The mandrill is coming in from the roof!"

The mandrill saw that the delicious food was right in front of it, and couldn't help it. One claw came in from the roof, and it swept like a sickle, and began to expand the hole.

Compared with the thick walls and strict doors and windows, the roof is indeed the weakest.

Xiaoyan rolled his eyes, quick witted, grabbed Liang Enze's long spear and stabbed at the house, but it was a pity that he couldn't use enough force, the mandrill avoided the sharp edge, took a breath, and started to do evil on the roof again.

Xiaoyan grinned: "Enze, when I was a child, my family thought I was naughty, and they often scolded me for not being able to apply for Fang Jiewa for three days, but they think highly of me. See how terrifying this real Shang Fang Jiewa is."

Liang Enze didn't have time to talk to him about reminiscing about his wretched childhood. He took out a fire bag from his arms and swung it away. Wild animals are instinctively afraid of fire, so they don't believe that mandrills are not afraid.

Sure enough, the hole in the roof had expanded from the original size of the mouth of a bowl to the thickness of an adult's waist. As soon as the flames approached, the mandrill retreated instinctively.

Seeing that this trick worked, Xiaoyan immediately drew a gourd in the same way, grabbed a wooden stick from the pile of firewood, wrapped the stick with firewood, and lit it with Liang Enze's torch. Tall, stepping on the stove, hoisting left and right, he raised the fire to the shed at once, holding Liang Enze's long spear in his right hand, and hitting wherever his head was exposed.

"Enze, this house can't stand it. Let me greet them for a while. Can you see where we can break out?"

Liang Enze glanced out from the window and the crack of the door, feeling his scalp tingling - not because he was timid and afraid of death, but because he was disgusted by seeing the densely packed mandrills, each of them stretched out their tongues and rushed forward Jumping forward, it is estimated that as soon as they go out of this door, pieces of flesh will immediately fly away.

He put one hand into the hole and felt a bit of coolness on his hand. For the sake of safety, he didn't care about his image. He knelt on the ground with one knee and pressed half of his face against the hole. Be sharper, and sure enough there is wind blowing in the cave.

Liang Enze took a handful of firewood, lit it with a torch, and threw it into the hole. It may be because the firewood was relatively light, and it fell to the ground for a long time, watching the firewood being blown by the flames under the dark hole. , then goes off.

"Brother Yue, this hole is very deep, and the air circulation underneath is good. Let's go down and hide for a while, and when the officers and soldiers arrive, we will cooperate with the inside and outside."

Sparks fell everywhere in the room, and the dry firewood was beeping and blazing. The grass house was swaying here and there, as if trembling, and it was about to be dismantled into the open air by the mandrill.

The dust and tiles on his head had already begun to fall off in large chunks, and Xiaoyan's head was covered with smoke and dust, splashed by the mandrill's blood as if it had come out of a red dye vat: "Enze, you go down first, and I will follow!"

Liang Enze had already stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist and hugged him off the stove: "You go down first, I'm stronger, and see if I can drag this piece of wood to block the hole."

The mandrill on the roof of the speech room has already jumped off the beam like a ghost. The indoor space is small, and the mandrill has some difficulty in tossing and turning. In addition, it is taboo to fire, so I hesitated a little. The distance between the two is only one stroke away.

Liang Enze stopped talking to Xiaoyan, hugged and pushed him, and sent him directly into the secret passage under the water tank. With a wave of the torch in his hand, he took a step back in fright at the mandrill that was rushing up. He yelled at the cave: "Brother Yue, get out of the way and pick up the spear!"

Xiaoyan had just landed at the bottom of the cave, thinking that the left and right were just land, and the fall would not be too bad. How could he have imagined that the ground was covered entirely with bluestones, and he almost broke his bones and tendons, but there was no time to slow it down. He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and jumped up immediately, planning to catch Liang Enze who came down later.

As a result, there was a "bang", and the weapon fell first.

Liang Enze acted nimbly like a little leopard, and then Xiaoyan fell half-body into the hole. Holding the torch in one hand, he put the other hand on the hole, pulled the wooden plank back and covered the hole in the flames.

When the two of them fell into a place at the bottom of the cave, although they didn't know where it was, but the entrance of the cave was narrow and the flat-haired beast couldn't get out for the time being, so they breathed a sigh of relief after all.

Holding the torch, Liang Enze looked at Xiaoyan's head covered in blood, then looked up to see how many people were tall in the gloomy entrance of the cave, and stood up slowly with one hand on his knees: "Brother Yue, are you alright?"

Xiaoyan heard the sound of the mandrill scratching the wooden board on the top of the cave, and cursed carelessly: "Scratch, scratch, watch the fire burn and turn you into a whole roasted lamb."

Then he turned his head and looked at Liang Enze's temples cut like knives and his waist straight. Even though he was stained with the dust of the world, he was still so refined. He was often fooled by him, but he had saved him several times in just a few days, especially the hug just now. Pushing, made him feel warm and moved, and as soon as he got out of the tiger's mouth, he began to flirt again: "Enze, you really have good skin and bones, and your appearance is not diminished after such a toss."

"...Speaking humanly," Liang Enze slapped his forehead with one hand helplessly. It's hard to say whether he can see the sun tomorrow. He is still thinking about his beauty here, so he pretended he didn't hear it, and took pictures around with a torch: " The underground space seems to be quite large, so the first pillars are used for support."

The underground is empty, and the echo of his speech is not small. Xiaoyan also became serious. He began to observe the octagonal basement by the light of the torch, and carefully watched the special pillars depicted: "Enze, look at these pillars. The soul-suppressing picture is made of wood painted with black paint, these patterns... so many strange dragons are painted on it? It seems that the ghost-suppressing is a pile of life."

Liang Enze walked around the basement with a torch, and saw that it was all made of bluestone. It was empty and solid. It may have been old, and there was a musty smell: "Brother Yue, what is this basement for?"

Xiaoyan sniffled and smiled carelessly: "Do you smell the unusual smell in the air? This may be next to a meat storage warehouse."

"What smells so bad?"

Xiaoyan started to walk around the eight walls and pillars, bent his fingers and tapped lightly, and leaned on the wall to listen to the sound carefully: "The backside is really solid and not empty. Where does this smell come from?"

Xiaoyan has followed his father to settle cases since he was a child, and when he grows up, he decides cases by himself. He has experienced all kinds of scenes. When he smells this smell, he smells like a big rice dumpling. It is still salted and aged. .These old rice dumplings must have been wrapped with salt and lime, otherwise the taste would not be both hot to the eyes and disgusting.

Liang Enze looked up at the sky, and pointed to the wooden plank that had been lifted from the entrance of the cave: "I don't know where the smell came from, but the mandrill must have come from the entrance of the cave."

The house outside must have been on fire. The firelight came in from the opened hole, and at the same time, the mandrill's big, hairy and evil head came into view. Xiaoyan stretched out his long spear and said, "Enze, this basement must be There is an exit, or the smell won't come here, let's find it quickly, and hide in another place before the beast comes down."

Maybe it was because the fire outside was getting bigger and bigger, and the mandrill was also trapped and had no place to hide. It was obviously moving faster. The two spring feet flicked, maybe because the stomach was too big, and it got stuck at the entrance of the cave for a while. Xiaoyan volleyed in the air with a long spear Leaped up and knocked over: "Dog, watch grandpa kill you here as a piston!"

It's a pity that the mandrill was not stuck here to be slaughtered. It may be that the mandrill outside couldn't stand the fire. I stabbed the mandrill hard for a while, and it fell down with a bang, dancing in mid-air, like a few daggers. Xiaoyan's toes and claws almost disfigured Xiaoyan.

Xiaoyan landed on the ground, holding a long lance, he immediately backed up in front of Liang Enze.

Immediately afterwards, another mandrill, which seemed to be smaller in size, whose hair was all smeared by the fire, and smelled of barbecue and sparks, also jumped down from the hole.

Xiaoyan couldn't laugh this time: "Enze, meet on a narrow road, who can win?"

Liang Enze didn't have a weapon, and Weiwei stood behind him: "It seems that the brave wins."

Xiaoyan scolded: "This fucking bastard is obviously a brave man."