Chen Bin was traumatized by these things.
When he suddenly saw a large group of them, he was so scared that his hands and feet went numb.
"What's going on?"
"Were they talking about sewing a Doll?" Yu Wen hid behind a tree trunk.
He stared in that direction. "We didn't do anything. The only person who sewed a Doll this afternoon was my brother, right?!"
He whispered, "Those things are looking for my brother! He must be over there! "
Lao Yu suddenly understood what You Huo meant by "preparation".
No wonder he sewed a Doll …
It was to prepare for a rainy day and mark himself first.
If he entered the coffin, it would attract the ghost hands.
He thought that one wasn't big enough, so he sewed sixteen at once.
Was he treating the monsters like dogs?
Oh, no, not only dogs.
It was a ready-made excavation team …
The excavation team was in high spirits and was extremely efficient.
The knife flashed in the night, and they didn't feel tired at all.
With a few swooshes, the wet mud was stirred up into a mess.
Everyone was stunned.
Fortunately, they didn't stay to the end.
Lao Yu held the hemp rope and looked at the knife flashing. He gulped. "That's my nephew.
I can't just stand there. You guys … I won't force you, but I have to go up later … "
"And me!" Yu Wen said.
Chen Bin looked over there.
Every time the knife flashed, he would tremble.
He slapped his own face.
He mustered up his courage and said in a low voice, "Although I didn't always act in groups, I wasn't black-hearted. There are so many monsters.
How can the two of you withstand it? Don't count me out. What kind of person do you think I am … "
Everyone agreed.
Lao Yu nodded. "That's fine! We'll do this later — "
They definitely couldn't fight recklessly.
They were outnumbered.
Besides, as the saying goes, "The violent are afraid of those who don't care about their lives." Those hands and feet didn't care about their lives at all. They killed as crazily as they could.
Lao Yu took out his old skills and used hemp rope as a condom.
"You know how to do this?" Chen Bin was surprised.
"Don't look at me as an alcoholic now.
I also practiced twenty years ago. "Lao Yu chuckled.
But he had been an alcoholic for many years.
His fingers were no longer nimble.
He looked very clumsy when he tied the knot.
"Alright, stop bragging. My belly is almost bigger than Sister Yu Yao's." Yu Wen hated hearing his father mention wine the most. He grabbed the remaining hemp rope and quickly tied it.
Even though his finger technique was the same, he was much more skilled than Lao Yu.
"You know how to do that too?" Yu Yao asked softly.
"I taught him!" Lao Yu was a little proud and a little emotional. "I taught him when he was young, and he didn't lose it."
Yu Wen rolled his eyes.
He tied a knot in a few seconds and quickly finished dealing with all the hemp rope.
"Here, throw this end over. Have you seen it on TV? "Yu Wen gave it a try and passed the rope to the others." You have to be accurate. "
This student didn't do proper work all year round. He didn't do well in exams, but he always scored high in darts, slingshots, and balloons. When he was young, he played horse trappers with Lao Yu, who hadn't gained weight yet.
Apart from his face, he was able to fall in love in high school.
Lao Yu took the rope and weighed it. "In a while, we'll tie the legs first. If the center of gravity isn't stable, they'll fall. It's scary to have no hands anyway … "
Yu Wen muttered, "Why don't they have a few heads? Tie it and throw it over."
"..."
As they discussed, everyone fell silent for two seconds.
This was because they suddenly realized … that they were actually discussing how to solve the question.
"Forget it." Lao Yu gritted his teeth. "We'll take it one step at a time. At worst, we'll just run! "
·
In the blink of an eye, the coffin lid above You Huo's head made a loud bang.
He knew that the soil had been turned over, and the blades were coming down.
Dozens of machetes fell on the coffin lid like a torrential rain, and wood shavings fell straight down.
The nails that were wedged into the four corners of the coffin loosened in the blink of an eye. The coffin lid couldn't withstand the heavy blows, and cracks appeared one after another, allowing fresh air to leak in.
You Huo stretched his neck and limbs, knocked open half of the coffin lid, and flipped out.
He intercepted a machete with two strikes and was prepared to take the brunt of the attack head-on. In the end, the ghostly hands and feet that were pouncing on him paused halfway, and the machetes swung at empty air.
You Huo took a closer look and discovered that they were all tied up with hemp ropes.
The other end of the hemp ropes was being held tightly by someone, and this hindered their path of madness.
"Brother!!" Yu Wen and the others jumped out from behind the tree.
You Huo grabbed the rope and tied them up tightly while Deathly Pale's hands and feet were still in a daze. The weapons were all seized.
·
The turn of events happened in the blink of an eye.
Although they achieved a complete victory in the end, they were more or less injured.
Yu Wen and Chen Bin weren't strong enough, and they were covered in mud as they struggled with the ghostly hands. Their cheeks and necks were scratched by the branches and shrubs.
Lao Yu's arm knocked into a tree and twisted out of its socket.
You Huo walked back while holding the rope. Yu Wen called out worriedly: "Your hand!"
Dark red blood flowed from his forearm to the back of his hand, and dripped down along his fingers to the ground.
At first glance, it was a ghastly sight.
"It's nothing, just a scratch."
You Huo shook his hand, and the blood splattered all over the ground.
The wound wasn't deep, but it was very long. He must have scraped the blade when he was snatching the machete just now.
He took off his muddy jacket and used the lining to wipe the blood.
"How can you be like this! At least take care of it. "Lao Yu straightened his arm as he bared his teeth and persuaded You Huo.
The winter temperature was low, and the blood that seeped out of the wound quickly congealed into a line.
"The bleeding has stopped." You Huo extended his hand to let him take a look, clearly not intending to take care of it.
Lao Yu: "…"
You Huo was about to leave after angering his uncle, but when he looked up, he met the invigilator's gaze.
"What are you looking at?" You Huo asked.
He had just been suffocated in the coffin and bled a little, so his face was even paler than usual. The firelight couldn't warm up the color, but it cast a dazzling light on the earring.
Qin Jiu's gaze seemed to have just moved away from his arm and swept over the earring.
He raised the scarf in his hand and said: "It's nothing. I originally wanted to show some concern for the examinee and lend you a temporary gauze, but it seems that I don't need it now."
You Huo's lips moved.
But before he could think of a reply, Qin Jiu had already wrapped the scarf around his neck again.
You Huo's gaze swept over the front of his shirt.
The cold winter wind cut into his face, but his shirt collar was carelessly unbuttoned.
He watched as Qin Jiu tucked the scarf into the collar of his coat and pulled it up to his Adam's apple. He felt that this person was really strange.
After a few days, he knew that Qin Jiu wasn't afraid of the cold at all, but he always liked to wrap himself in a scarf.
He didn't wrap it properly and only symbolically covered the front of his shirt.
You Huo was silent for a moment and withdrew his gaze from the scarf: "The coat can be thrown away, but I still have to wash the blood off the scarf for you. Don't you know how hard it is to wash blood? "
Qin Jiu smiled: "I don't really wear this kind of color, I really don't know."
You Huo: "…"
This was really a provocation.
With a cold face, he turned his head and was about to leave. Qin Jiu suddenly asked: "Are you determined to save a card for the system? If this group of monsters came a little later, what would you do? Suffocate to death? "
You Huo thought to himself: I'm not an idiot.
But his mouth made an "oh" sound and said: "Guess."
·
That night, because they couldn't answer the question, they gained a lot.
This time, they didn't let go of the opportunity and led a large group of arms and legs into the depths of the forest.
The forest was still foggy, but they were already prepared.
Black Lady's house had refreshing old tea, and everyone grabbed some and chewed on it.
Although the taste wasn't good, at least it could relieve dizziness.
After about half an hour, the running hands and feet finally slowed down.
They knocked on an open space surrounded by wild grass, twisting and digging into the black mud, trying to drill in.
Under the light of the fire, something deep in the black mud was suffused with a layer of dull luster.
"What's that?"
"It feels like a stone tablet?"
Everyone was puzzled and carefully approached.
You Huo used his feet to push away the mud and squatted down.
"Where's the fire?" he said.
Yu Wen and the others held torches and approached, illuminating the thing.
It was a flat tombstone, with a picture of the deceased, the cause of death, and a line of address.
They could see it so clearly because the words on the tombstone were Chinese.
Name: Zhao Wentu
Admission Ticket Number: 86051112091327745
His friend, the villager Ding, missed him and set up a tombstone for him. May he rest in peace.
At the bottom of the tombstone was the information of the person who set up the tombstone:
Address: Chasu Village No.4
In the forest, a cold, damp wind shuttled through, whistling in the distance.
Everyone's faces were blank, and there was a dead silence.
On the tombstone, the photo of the deceased candidate had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was in high spirits. But after a closer look, they could vaguely find a sense of familiarity.
If he had stubble, if his hair was a little longer and messy, and if he changed into dirty, smoky clothes …
That would be exactly the same as the crazy villager in the village who said that he had seen Qin Jiu.
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