Pig feet are not human series

He found other exits, and even looked behind the waterfall, because the waterfall is small and has little momentum, so he can drill in and look.

One thing he can be sure of is that these waterfalls are running water. Since they are running water, there must be an exit under the water, but that exit is at the bottom of the pool. The pool is dark and bottomless, and Wang Ming can't swim. .

This was a dead end, breaking all his fantasies, no wonder Mr. Monster was so relieved of him and left him here alone.

Wang Ming was at a loss, his forehead was covered with sweat, the valley was gloomy, the temperature of the sun was extremely low, there were waterfalls all around, and there was a pool in the middle, the temperature must be extremely low where there is water.

The most important thing is mosquitoes. There are many and miscellaneous mosquitoes in the mountains. The small ones are the size of ants, and the big ones are as big as bees. I don’t know what they eat to grow up. All of them are fat and fat. Red envelope.

Yesterday, Wang Ming was too tired to pay attention. When he got up this morning, he found red envelopes all over his body. It was extremely itchy. When he scratched, the nearby skin was also swollen.

Wang Ming walked all morning, hungry and thirsty, and didn't know where to find food.

The valley is neither big nor small, and there are several colorful wild fruits, but he dare not eat them, because none of them are familiar to him.

There are no wild animals, maybe a few small animals like mice, and birds on the trees. Other animals will starve to death if they don't eat.

He sighed, aiming at the target in the water, who knew that a black figure suddenly appeared in the water, so scared that he immediately took a step back, and after a closer look, he found that it was the monster.

Mr. Monster doesn't like sunlight, he squints his eyes when he comes out of the water, his pupils shrink into a line, like a cold-blooded animal.

The cold-blooded animal floated on the surface of the water, shook its head, and suddenly sprayed out a jet of water. Wang Ming was unprepared, and was sprayed by him. The clothes that had just dried were half wet again. Wang Ming's face was not good. Last night I almost caught a cold, and finally stayed up until the daytime, and the result was like this again.

He didn't dare to take off his clothes, in case Mr. Monster became wild, he didn't dare to think about it.

Because he knew that Mr. Monster would not hurt him for the time being, he became more courageous. He ignored Mr. Monster and went directly to stand under the sun.

Unexpectedly, before he stood there for a long time, a black shadow enveloped him. Wang Ming was startled, and his waist tightened. He had already been dragged away by Mr. Monster and brought to that cave.

The cave was extremely gloomy, and Wang Ming was a little scared. He felt that Mr. Monster was clinging to his body, trying to tear his clothes, and Wang Ming stopped him immediately.

"I'll do it myself." He still planned to wear his clothes until he escaped, but now that he was ruined, he would be naked when he escaped.

The clothes came off one by one, and Wang Ming took off very slowly, but the clothes on his body were still missing one by one, and finally his whole body was exposed to danger.

Even so, Wang Ming still planned to make amends. After all, being stabbed by a man is better than stabbing a man. He emboldened himself and rushed forward. Mr. Monster was unprepared and meant to be obedient, but he was completely pushed over by him. Lie flat on the ground.

Wang Ming was overjoyed, not refusing meant there was hope, he stroked the cold body under his hands, the scales made him tremble every time, this body was too strong, if he didn't want to, he would kill Wang Ming Can't hold him down.

Wang Ming lowered his head and kissed the seemingly fragile neck. The white color was still obvious in the dark, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down. It was obvious that Mr. Monster was also very nervous.

Mr. Monster gets nervous?Wang Ming raised his head and glanced in astonishment. Who knew that it was this glance that angered Mr. Monster. He suddenly turned over forcefully and pressed him under him. This action made Wang Ming panic. He still remembered the straight tail yesterday. Poke it in, and it still hurts to this day.

Obviously what Mr. Monster wanted to do was what he was afraid of, he just felt the tail hovering behind him again, and then found a chance to stab it fiercely.

"Ah——" Wang Ming screamed, his body trembling unceasingly, and before he could calm down, the tail continued to move and squeezed in. This action seemed to make Mr. Monster very excited, his eyes were full of light, and he stared. He looked at Wang Ming with wide eyes.

Wang Ming howled in pain, one louder than the other, and he was finally able to rest until the evening. He had to lament that the monster's persistence was too long, which made him unable to close his legs, and it hurt even to defecate. The sky didn't slow down.

Fortunately, he didn't do it every day, although he looked at Wang Ming as if he had discovered a treasure, staring at him all the time, not giving him a chance to escape.

For example, during the day, Wang Ming was lying on a rock basking in the sun, and he squinted in the cave to watch. The mosquitoes in the mountains were so fierce that Wang Ming couldn't sleep at all, so he could only lie down and scratch it from time to time.

He couldn't find anything to eat these days, he was so hungry that he was weak all over, and he was dragged into the darkness by Mr. Monster from time to time for a hard fuck. Obvious bloodshot.

Wang Ming lived in dire straits every day, and was on the last line of death.

He thought, if he couldn't find anything to eat, he would forget about it, and eat whatever he picked up, even the colorful fruits on the tree.

Mr. Monster once gave him a brain stewed with money to eat, and smashed the skull on purpose. The sound was like a walnut being crushed. It was extremely terrifying, and the brains remained along the cracked skull.

Wang Ming vomited in the dark, even though he could only vomit some gastric juice, he wouldn't take any of it if he was killed.

Sometimes I feel sad, Qian Zhuo died at such a young age, he still has parents, siblings.

After going out, he regarded his parents as his own, and at the same time, the thought of revenge deepened in his mind.

Mr. Monster saw that he didn't eat, so he sat alone at the entrance of the cave and squinted his eyes to eat, inserting his fingers into the skull, enjoying it.

Wang Ming couldn't stand that kind of scene, so he ran out alone, and only changed after a day or two.

Mr. Monster is active at night and sleeps during the day. It was originally like this, but he was worried that Wang Ming would run away, so he was awake day and night, awake at night, and dozed off during the day. ground, then got up and continued to sit cross-legged.

With a flick of the thick tail, it knocked off the flying flies. It seemed that too many flies disturbed Mr. Monster's sleep.

The skin of his whole body slowly changed, becoming exactly the same as the rock behind him, as if the flies would not bite him this way, but the fact is cruel, the mosquitoes should still come to take care of him, biting him helplessly, his tail waving even more diligent.

It is really convenient to have a tail. It is equivalent to having an extra hand, and it is also a very long hand.

Wang Ming was suddenly a little envious. If he had an extra tail, he wouldn't be bitten and his whole body would be covered in red spots.

Before going to bed at night, Mr. Monster would tell him to fight mosquitoes when he was lying next to him, and it was rare for him to get a good night's sleep.

He was so hungry and flustered that he couldn't care about anything else, so he ran to pick a few green fruits, which were sour and unappetizing, but there was nothing he could do to fill his stomach. He ate a few and felt much better than the previous two days Now, there is also the strength to want to escape.

Mr. Monster usually doesn't restrict his freedom, but just follows him, as long as he doesn't run away, nothing will happen.

Wang Ming came to the stone pillar that day, where the two children were tied up. He miraculously found that there was lamp oil on the stone pillar, but unfortunately there was no fire.

He took off his clothes, tied them to a piece of wood he picked up casually, took up a little lamp oil, and started rubbing to start a fire. Maybe it was because his strength was too weak, or maybe it was other reasons, so the fire didn't ignite.

Wang Ming was very disappointed. Just when he was about to give up, suddenly a cold tail wrapped around his hand, and with all his strength, it slid quickly across the wall, sparks splashed, and his clothes ignited like a torch. The flexible tail took his hand, raised the torch high, and lit it on the lamp oil on the stone pillar.

As soon as the lamp oil was turned on, the surrounding visibility also improved, and Wang Ming found that there were many oil lamps on the walls around him.

He lit the oil lamps in the whole space, only to find that it was something like a sacrificial altar, and there was some dark blood on the ground, like stains, which should be sacrifices from previous years.

Mr. Monster not only eats animals, he can also eat people, and he is different from others, he can go without food for a long time after one meal, so there is no food stored in the whole cave, which is also the reason why Wang Ming is dizzy from hunger.

This is a large sacrificial altar surrounded by murals. Surprisingly, these murals are well preserved.

Wang Ming walked over to look at it. The first painting was a person who looked like a king sitting on the throne. The people underneath were dressed in black and white priestly costumes, with gossip written on them. They knelt on one knee and held up a brocade box in their hands. , there is a yellow pill in the crystal nucleus, and the golden light is drawn around the pill, which seems to deliberately set off the extraordinaryness of the pill.

In the second painting, the king pointed at the pill and said something, and the person holding the pill was sweating profusely, obviously very nervous.

In the third picture, the person holding the pill raised his head and threw the pill into his mouth, as if he wanted to eat it. People around him looked at him nervously.

The fourth painting is that he took the pill and suddenly turned into a monster. The monster looked very similar to the current monster. I don’t know what happened. The monster started to attack other people. He was very destructive and died in the hall. Many people were finally knocked down to the ground by the joint forces of foreign soldiers, covered in blood, with many spears stuck in their bodies.

He was locked in a cage and paraded through the streets. Many people laughed at him and pointed at him. He shrank back in fear and shivered.

I don't know who it is, I suddenly showed him a