【Bottle Evil】Naughty

(Wizard Apprentice: Werewolf is also a character who can use antidote/poison, but the success rate is only half.)

The ax seemed to be for a giant, and was as wide as two arms long.Zhang Qiling swung it half a circle before letting go, but it didn't affect the speed of the ax piercing the air at all.At that moment, it was all a tacit understanding supporting them to complete every movement.Wu Xie and Fatty bent down at the same time, and the giant ax flew past the tops of the two of them, and then, there was a bang bang, and the corpse fluid splashed everywhere, and then the ax fell heavily, with a heavy and muffled sound.

Wu Xie straightened up and looked back. Standing close behind him was a bacon dumpling. It had no head, and its whole body was broken by the impact of the axe, and it was slowly falling to the ground.Its head was chopped off by the giant axe, fell from the air, and rolled several times on the ground.

Zhang Qiling came over, knelt down to inspect the zongzi, dipped his fingers in the corpse fluid splashed from the abdomen and rubbed it.Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, bowed his head and said to Zhang Qiling, "Thank you, Dad."

The fat man patted Zhang Qiling on the shoulder and praised: "Son did a good job."

Wu Xie immediately glanced at Fatty, meaning why didn't you play your cards according to the routine?One called him father, and the other called him son, so he was the grandson of Fatty.The fat man showed a compromising expression, "Well, if you marry into our family, you can reluctantly be my second son."

After the corpse fluid from Zongzi's body exploded and splashed out, they found that the fat man was fine.The black mist surrounded his body, but it no longer attacked and corroded his skin.The corpse liquid degraded them all, the fat man figured out the key to it, and rushed to wipe the slime on the clothes.

"Be careful of side effects," Wu Xie said, "This thing has never been a body lotion."

However, survival is the most important thing right now, and the fat man decided: "Take a shower after going out, at worst, rub a layer of skin."

Zhang Qiling motioned them to look at the freshly chopped zongzi head. Under the extremely high humidity in the south, the skin looked so rotten that it could ferment, and black water gushed out from the broken neck.Then, black smoke rose from the water flowing from the head, turning into more mist in the air.

"What you stepped on just now is probably someone's head." Wu Xie said to the fat man.

"Let's call this fog black sesame for now." The fat man said: "So this means that black sesame likes to get into the head and turn into southern black sesame paste, and people become rice dumplings? Why are those people willing to chop My head is because I don't want to drink sesame paste."

Wu Xie's expression changed suddenly, and he looked at the fat man, "But what you just painted on your body..."

"It's not corpse fluid," Zhang Qiling stood up and said calmly, "It's the potion they poured into their torsos before they were alive. That's why those things gathered in their brains."

Before committing suicide, he poured medicine into his body to prevent the black sesame from invading, and then went to the knife to end his life.However, some people didn't know why their bodies were preserved, so their heads suffered and they became walking dead.Either become zongzi, or lose your head, probably such a choice.Wu Xie suddenly had a vague guess that the purpose of these headless piles of corpses was to get rid of the control of some kind of force, as the saying goes, "death is not obedient".

"Brother, the big knife you threw just now," said the fat man, "is that what they used to behead? But, even if you can behead the head, you can't behead the fog."

It is like a kind of fluid, without substance, even if the bottle of "lemon tea" is spilled, it can only make them recede a little, but cannot really disappear.This strange fog affects the sight very much. According to Fatty, if it is placed in Beijing, a large sprinkler must be arranged to play music and spray water back and forth, and the traffic police will block the traffic to reduce these PM2.5.

Wu Xie walked a dozen or so steps, turned his head back, and really could barely see the other two.

"Where are the little lights that the blind man stole?" The fat man said nonchalantly, "Let's each take a little. If there is an emergency later, use this as a signal flare. You can also stick it on the top of your head, cos Teletubbies or something."

Zhang Qiling walked away silently.Wu Xie hurriedly stopped Fatty, "You're really big-hearted now, the Teletubbies don't have any light on their heads."

The black mist seemed to fill the entire passage, and after another 10 minutes of walking, the fat man hung a small yellow colored lantern on his chest before he could rest, as if he had pinned a flower.

Wu Xie was about to laugh at him, but then realized that it was really necessary, and there were some "lively" voices around them.The fat man turned off the flashlight, and the only light source disappeared immediately. He threw the flashlight out, and it rattled like a bowling ball. Like a detector, it hit many obstacles in the dark.

Wu Xie whispered, "Why did you throw away the flashlight?"

"This is the cheapest and most convenient thing during the special poverty period." The fat man quickly replied: "There are still a lot of things. The one just thrown was at ten o'clock. Do you want to throw another one?"

Liu Sang sat at the table, he could still hear the sound, drifting farther and farther away, the strange thing was that he could hear it no matter how far away it was.

He could even hear the whole process of sound propagation. The original sound source seemed to be received by some kind of device, strengthened and amplified midway, and then reflected to the next station at the same frequency.Thus, the same sound was repeated several times, from far to near, from weak to loud, and arrived slowly.

The underground structure is very delicate, probably as Hei Xiazi said, the design pattern from a long time ago is no longer testable.

Suddenly, he heard a rather chaotic sound, like the sound of fighting.Liu Sang said, "Do you want to save him?"

The blind man shook his head, "Let me explain our policy to you. If there is no danger signal, we don't need us, which means they have their own way to solve it. At least there are three Daluo gods below, each with their own magical powers."

Liu Sang listened carefully again, and the sound wave seemed to be transmitted to other directions besides the inside of the tea table legs.It was as if there was a crack in the boundary of a pond, and the water slipped through it.

Liu Sang cheered up and pointed: "What is that direction? There are also echoing voices there."

"Over there...that happens to be another earthen building in the mountains." The blind man raised his eyebrows, "Interesting, let's take a look around?"

The population here is relatively sparsely distributed, and the tulou did not form a community.This seems to violate the law of the formation of society, because the population always gathers at one point, so that it is convenient to help each other and defend against the enemy together.The buildings here are very scattered, like outposts for patrolling and reconnaissance.

Walking in this direction for half an hour is another earth building.It has not been transformed into a homestay or other commercial use, and it looks deserted for a while.

Liu Sang was about to walk over, but the blind man stopped him, "What do you see on that tree?"

Between the branches, hung a large white bird-like object, which was obviously a drone.

"It seems that Boss Xie came here to investigate." Liu Sang said: "Take it down and have a look. If there is still power, call up the records, maybe you can know what is in this earthen building."

After he finished speaking, he was about to go forward, but the blind man stopped him again. "I mean, look at the one in the tree."

Liu Sang looked puzzled, and then the blind man pointed at him.Next to the drone, there is still a dead snake hanging.The whole snake skin seemed to be burst, and there were signs of gnawing on the internal organs, and the death was very miserable.

"The thing that hunted the snake should still be on this tree, so don't move that drone for now," said the blind man.

Liu Sang thought for a while, and said cautiously: "I actually have a bottle of medicine, which I carry with me every time I work in the field. It is a formula of folk herbal medicine. It may not be as effective as your bottle, but try it?"

The black blind man looked at him, politely made a "please" gesture, then quickly stepped back 20 meters, and shouted from a distance: "Then try it. If it succeeds, get the record in the drone , I'll send you a wreath."

Liu Sang didn't sound right, "What wreath?"

"All teams report their directions." Fatty said, "I'm here, yellow light."

In the black mist, they held their breath as much as possible, bent down, and moved slowly, being careful not to touch those "obstacles".

Wu Xie took out a small light-shaped "flare", and after pressing it, the circuit was connected and it immediately glowed.But he couldn't find a fixed place on his body, and the time was short, so he decided to hold it in his mouth.Wu Xie bit the plastic case, turned the light outward, and said vaguely, "Here, the red light. Brother?"

Nearby, there was something whizzing past, as if it had shot down something.Then, Zhang Qiling replied softly: "Yes."

The fat man said anxiously: "I said son, don't follow me in throwing things around. I threw away the whole house. I don't even have the money to collect the dowry for you."

There was no light on Zhang Qiling, Wu Xie and Fatty couldn't see him.It was only heard that he ran a few steps, kicked on the wall, and "throwed" himself out with his jumping force, passing obliquely over the passage.

After landing, Zhang Qiling's voice came: "The number is not too many, I am sure."

The fat man was helpless, "We don't have enough weapons. If I had an AK in my hand, would I still be afraid of these rice dumplings? Don't they just have heads?"

Wu Xie groped in the dark, followed the direction of the yellow light, and finally met the fat man. The two small lights, one yellow and one red, looked like signal lights on a road in dense fog.

Zhang Qiling kicked up the wall again, and flew to nowhere, and then, the sound of the iron chain shaking came from directly above his head.There was a sound of metal clashing, as if something was being adjusted.

Wu Xie gestured to the fat man to wipe his neck, and said, "There's that one here too?"

"40-meter broadsword?" Fatty said.

The iron chain on the top is fixed to the guillotine. If you use that as a weapon, you can slam it away and reap it instantly like cutting wheat.The problem is, visibility is poor in the black fog, making it impossible to orientate yourself.For such a heavy thing, the inertia is great, and the large-scale lethality must be done in one go.

Wu Xie pushed the fat man beside him, and gave him a look, "Stand still."

The fat man understood and made an "OK" gesture.

Wu Xie bit the red light bead in her mouth and began to grope outside.Zongzi seemed to have noticed something in the black mist, and moved slowly, Wu Xie barely exhaled, bent over and shuttled back and forth holding his breath, in order to determine the arrangement density of this "army".

The so-called cutting of wheat, as long as you know where the wheat is distributed, you can slash it in a straight line.

Wu Xie felt like a field mouse, scurrying around in the field, running along a zigzag route.He couldn't hold his breath anymore, and finally he was done. He simulated a straight line in his brain, starting from the yellow light and killing himself at the red light.

In the fog, the red light stopped.Wu Xie pulled out the knife, and tapped the frequency code of "come quickly" on the knife surface.