Millennium drunk

The aisle they cleared was extremely narrow, and the place Rong Shisan was walking to now happened to be in a dead corner, and there was no room for maneuvering.In desperation, Sabir didn't have time to think about it, so he swooped into the cracked clay pot.

The Sabir is short, and of course hit the bottom of the jar.The jar was originally top-heavy and stable, but when Sabir hit it, it swayed half a circle in place, and then fell on the head of Sabir, pressing the person underneath.

Rong Shisan heard the tinkling of the pot behind him, but it was useless to hear it. The place where he was standing was too narrow, and he couldn't even turn around, so he had to twist his waist and hips to avoid it as much as possible.This action is of course useless, Rong Shisan's heart is cold, and he doesn't know what is attacking him, secretly praying that at least he won't suffer a fatal blow so that he has room to break free.Unexpectedly, the attack did not arrive, but there was a bang, followed by the sound of crumbling pottery.Rong Shisan was surprised, turned around with a flashlight, and saw a large clay jar behind him fell sideways on the ground, split into several large pieces, and a large bag bulged in the middle of the fragments, obviously the contents of the clay jar were not large enough. Small, the fragment above the clay pot is the largest and most complete, covering most of the contents inside, but looking at the blue fingertips exposed outside and the blue-black nails that are still growing and curling on the fingertips, Rong Shisan immediately Then I understand what is in the jar WiseMedia is like a dream.

Rong Shisan broke out in a cold sweat on the spot. He never imagined that the Beiyan people were so creative in their work. His uncle actually used rice dumplings as sauerkraut and put them in a jar to pickle them. He also saw the pieces of Sabir pottery pots on the bottom. The head and half of the shoulders are exposed.Rong Shisan knew that if he didn't pull Sabir out quickly, things would go bad, but his position was really inconvenient. When he turned around completely and was able to move, he saw the fragment pressing his fingertip move. , The sharp nails moved towards Sabir.

"Shut up!"

Rong Shisan only had time to shout this sentence, but knew that it might be too late.The bluish-black nails were as sharp as knives, and blood was seen as soon as they touched the skin. The bright red liquid was like a catalyst, but there were two strange rattling sounds from under the loudest fragment, and most of the fragments suddenly lifted off. A withered and miserable face was exposed, bared criss-crossed fangs, and rushed directly to Sabir's exposed neck.

A stream of blood arrows soared high in an instant, exhausted its power in mid-air, and scattered back to the ground, like a small red fountain.

Sabir was still breathing for a while, feeling fear and pain, dragged her throat "ah", and howled miserably.

These things are long stories, but they develop extremely fast, and there is no room for people to react.The people outside heard the chaotic voices inside, still in a daze and didn't understand what happened, and then they heard Sabir's miserable howl.This howl was like sparks from a firecracker, jumping up all the people who were still in a daze, and swarming inside.

They have limited manpower, and the passages they open are narrow as hell, and these jars are all shaped like bowling pins, and they are all top-heavy and unstable. Tilt down.

This is terrible, all the pots are close together, and it becomes a set of dominoes, one after another, only the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong can be heard endlessly. divide each other.The passageway that was finally opened and carried disappeared in an instant, and was blocked again by the earthen pots that had fallen all over the place.

The people outside who were about to go in to rescue were dumbfounded, and Rong Shisan, who was in the middle of the pile of jars, was even more unlucky.Even though he knew Sabir couldn't be saved, Rong Shisan still wanted to go up and try, but he didn't expect the pot next to him to fall down, what a weight it was, and he was also hit by the clay pot just as he took a step.

Seeing the mess in front of him, Lan Zui yelled to Rong Shisan twice but didn't hear a response, he was flustered and angry, he didn't know whether Rong Shisan had the same accident as Sabir or was directly knocked out by the jar.But no matter what, she had to go in and take a look. If she wanted to see people, she turned around and picked up the shotgun that Rong Shisan had put on the ground and hugged it in her arms. She was afraid that other people would go in together and it would cause chaos, so she let the others All the entrances to and from the road are retreated.

Kanji was already petrified, Rong Jiu could only pull him with one hand and drag Reimu's stretcher with the other to retreat behind a pillar, Xiri Ahong was full of eyes but only saw Sabir's scream, and didn't listen to Lan Zui at all. Yes, with a grim face, he crawled into the pile of jars.

Lan Zui didn't have the heart to bother with this big fool anymore, and walked behind Xi Ri A Hong.

After the clay pot fell, part of it leaked a kind of oil-like thick liquid from the crack. This liquid was smelly and slippery, and it flowed everywhere along the surface of the pot.Lan Zui didn't pay attention when he was crawling, slipped and pushed over the pottery, and half of his foot sank into the things buried in the pile of pottery.

Lan Zui didn't know what it was, but felt soft under his feet, like stepping on rotten cotton that had been soaked with water, a stream of gurgling black water came up along the circumference of the shoe with a foul smell, making Lan Zui disgusting .Lan Zui struggled a few times before kicking his feet, took the time to kick away a few tiles around him, glanced at it, and got goosebumps all over his body. Although the lump was so rotten that it lost its shape, it still remained The general appearance of the human head and limbs turned out to be a highly swollen corpse.

But although this thing is disgusting, it is not harmful, Lan Zui is a little strange, what caused the accident just now.In the blink of an eye when she got her feet stuck, Xiri Ahong ran forward two positions, that person didn't care what was under her feet, stomping her feet was a burst of stomping, and she was approaching the end of the passage that was cleared just now .

At this time, Lan Zui heard a few intermittent crackling sounds from the surroundings, which came from the pile of jars, the sound was very soft, and the specific location could not be discerned for a while.Lan Zui stopped vigilantly and looked around, but didn't see anything, then looked ahead, and saw a figure bent over and opened the pile of ceramics and slowly stood up!You crazy woman! .

Lan Zui wanted to hold a gun, so he didn't have a flashlight in his hand, so he could only rely on the light from the flashlight inside that fell on the pile of jars.The light from the flashlight through the gaps in the pottery was cut mottled, and the human figure was at the edge of a spot of light. Lan Zui could vaguely tell that he was quite tall, and he was holding a smaller human figure in his arms.Lan Zui was overjoyed, thinking that it was Rong Shisan who rescued Sabir, and hurriedly yelled and rushed towards the other side.

But after a short distance, Lan Zui felt that something was wrong. If it was Rong Shisan, hearing her call, there was no reason not to answer her.What's more, the movements of the figure are a bit strange no matter how you look at it, it seems to be very stiff.The smaller human figure in his arms dangled danglingly in the air, with drooping shoulders and neck drooping, similar to a doll that a little girl has played with for a long time. It is not a normal living person at all. as it should be.

Lan Zui shuddered all over, and suddenly realized that it wasn't Rong Shisan at all.At this time, Xiri Ahong was already very close to the human figure, Lan Zui roared, but Xiri Ahong ignored it at all, and went straight to the human figure.

Seeing that the figure was going to go to the other side, when he heard Xiri Ahong's footsteps and heavy breathing, he paused in place and turned his body around.This time the light shone directly on it, and Lan Zui finally saw clearly what it looked like with the object in its hand.Its skin is not as blue and black as what Lanzui they saw before, but a light blue color, the whole area below the nose is stained red with blood, and a strand of meat or meridians hangs on the fangs, and then As it turned and swayed, it finally re-rooted on its chin.It is indeed holding Sabir in its hand, the overly long nails hang on Sabir's back, piercing through the front throat.Sabir's head was raised halfway, her eyes were slightly protruding, but not closed, her mouth grew to the limit, and the expression on her face retained the most frightening and desperate moment before her death.

No human being can survive with a throat pierced. Even Xiri Ahong, who has a bad brain, understands this.Xiri Ahong was stunned for a moment, and let out a non-human voice from his throat, and he pressed himself on the rice dumpling with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Zongzi is irritable when it meets the sun. As early as in the west, Ahong rushed to meet it.This zongzi was a rather burly man before he was alive, so Lan Zui unexpectedly witnessed the spectacle of one person and one corpse head-to-head.

Zongzi still had Sabir hanging on one hand, leaving only one claw and sharp fangs. The moment Xiri Ahong hugged Zongzi, Lan Zui saw that Zongzi buried its head and bit on Xiri Ahong's broad and strong shoulder superior.

It is an exaggeration to say that the corpse is eight feet tall and shaped like a king kong, but the strength of the zongzi is indeed beyond human reach.Although this zongzi is a bit smaller than Xiri Ahong in stature, it is comparable to Xiri Ahong in terms of pushing and pushing.Xiri Ahong really tried his best this time, he didn't care about the wound on his shoulder bitten by the rice dumpling and the countless wounds on his body caused by the sharp nails scratching his body, another roar of a tiger pushed the rice dumpling like a train howling Like backing away.

This was really the first time for Lan Zui to see people and zongzi acting recklessly, and she was a little stunned for a moment.This person was fighting hand-to-hand with each other, and there was no chance for her to intervene, and the two of them hugged together, it was impossible for Lan Zui to even shoot.When Lan Zui regained his composure, the two had already gone far back. Lan Zui took two steps and wanted to go over to help, but when he reached the edge of a piece of debris, the piece moved, and another hand stretched out to grab it. Lanzui on the ankle.

Lan Zui saw a live rice dumpling emerging from the pile of clay jars, and now his feet were caught again, his scalp was blown up, he drew back his feet and lifted the butt of his gun, ready to hit that hand.Fortunately, this place is within the light range of the flashlight, so the line of sight is better.Lan Zui's eyes were sharp, and he saw that the hand was in a normal shape, and the arm was covered with dirty but complete clothes.

Forcibly stopping the butt of the gun, Lan Zui squatted down and lifted the debris beside him, only to see Rong Shisan had a cut on his forehead, half of his face was bleeding, and he looked at her with confused eyes.

The appearance of Rong Shisan was obviously that his head was smashed when the jar fell down, and the impact was so severe that he was completely confused.Everyone has selfishness, Lan Zui glanced at the direction where Xiri Ahong disappeared, and then looked at Rong Shisan, whose face was covered with blood and his lower body was still buried in the pile of broken porcelain and rotting corpses. answer.

Lan Zui put the gun aside, quickly picked up the large piece of pottery on Rong Shisan's body, and dragged him out.At this time, Rong Shisan also came back to his senses a little bit, and climbed up with great effort, but only half way up, Rong Shisan's movements froze.

Around the place covered by the pots, the sound of rattling sounded again, from light to heavy, from slow to slow, one after another, surrounding them in the center.