The long knife stabbed by the old sheepskin on the root of the tree cut my shoulder and pushed me down.
I sat half-sitting on the ground and leaned my back against the tree hole.
Ding Sitian blocked me in front of me.
In my haste, I had to hold it with one hand.
The blade of the blade, one hand held up Lao Yangpi's hands holding the knife through Ding Sitian, but this was a futile move, and the Kangxi sword was pressed down little by little.
Ding Sitian also wanted to help me hold the blade so that the two of them could escape from the knife, but firstly she was not strong enough, and secondly there was no room to maneuver in this narrow tree hole, and my legs were also pinched by Ding Sitian.
Tian suppressed it, even if he tried to lift his foot to push the old sheepskin away, he couldn't.
The only sound left in the tree hole was the grinding sound of clenched teeth due to tension and excessive exertion.
At this time, the fat man, whose face was turned green by the yellow leather, struggled to get up from the ground.
He saw me, Lao Yangpi and others all covered with blood.
There was a bloody struggle between them, and their eyes froze.
When he was filled with blood, he had a murderous intention.
His Southern Type 14 pistol was lost to someone unknown.
When he got up from the ground, he just happened to touch Lao Sheeppi's hunting musket in his hand.
He picked it up and aimed it.
The old sheepskin who has lost his heart will be beaten.
When Ding Sitian saw that the fat man was about to kill him, she probably wanted to speak out to stop him, but now she was under the sharp blade, covered in blood, her throat was stiff due to nervousness, and she could not make any sound with her mouth open.
The huge mental pressure finally exceeded what she could bear, and her vision turned black and she fainted.
And I was extremely anxious at this time.
I knew that Fatty could just knock down Lao Sheeppi to ease our predicament, and I wanted to stop him.
However, Ding Sitian and I were in the same situation, so I used all my strength to block the pressure on my shoulders.
The long-handled knife, the body could no longer feel the pain at all, and the whole person was in a state of collapse at the touch of a finger.
My nerves were stretched to the limit, and I couldn't control my mouth when I wanted to speak.
I couldn't make any sound except gritting my teeth.
Lao Yangpi completely turned into a mindless walking corpse, but when the two imprisoned old yellow men saw the fat man's actions, their eyes lit up.
Lao Yangpi seemed to have received some kind of induction, and just when the fat man lifted the While hunting the gun, he suddenly pulled the knife back from its sheath, there was a "click", a cold light flashed, and the mouth of the hunting gun in the fat man's hand was cut off with a strange swish.
When the fat man saw that the hunting musket was broken, he shouted and rushed towards Lao Yangpi.
Lao Yangpi cut off the hunting musket with the Kangxi sword.
He also tried his best and the long knife hit the root of the tree on the side.
In his haste, it was difficult to pull it out.
The fat man was As soon as he fell to the ground, he opened his mouth and bit the side of the fat man's neck, and immediately tore off a piece of leather and flesh.
The fat man had a thick neck because of his thick flesh, and the more blood he saw, the more ruthless his hands would be.
Holding Lao Yangpi down, the two of them twisted into a ball.
Fatty usually competes with others and rarely encounters opponents, because there are basically few people who are at the same level as him.
I remember that when I was a kid, the fat man was not as fat as he is now, and no one ever called him "fat" or "little fat."
When he was in the first grade of elementary school, he got nephritis.
At that time, the treatment methods for nephritis in the hospital were completely useless.
By taking medicine and even needles He didn’t even take the medicine.
After taking the medicine to treat nephritis, his illness was cured, but he immediately gained weight.
However, being “fat” was definitely a good sign in those days.
I had never heard of anyone wanting to lose weight at that time. , being fat means being rich and healthy.
Girls at that time Women also want to marry fat people, unlike the current trend of "poor, fat, rich and thin", and fat people have gained a lot of benefits since they gained weight.
In the past, they were just harsh-tongued and had sex with older children.
If you fight, you will suffer losses, but since you gain weight, you will improve.
He would bully anyone he caught and beat anyone he didn't like.
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His unique skill was the human body pressurizer, which knocked the opponent down.
Then he stretched his limbs from top to bottom and smashed down, and even more It made the children of all grades in various schools around him talk about it.
But although the fat man relied on his physical strength and bloody courage, he couldn't control Lao Yangpi for a moment.
Lao Yangpi had completely lost his mind, his eyes were dull, like a mad dog, he opened his mouth and bit randomly, and his hands were like iron Like a pair of pincers, as long as he grabbed hold of her, he wouldn't let go, his nails sinking deeply into his flesh.
I almost got stabbed just now.
The stab wound on my shoulder was not minor, but I was still conscious.
It probably wouldn’t have damaged any bones.
Lao Sheeppi drew the knife, which gave me a little breather.
He quickly pulled a piece of his clothes to tie up the bleeding. shoulders, now fat The fat man and Lao Yangpi were entangled together, and they were actually fighting for their lives.
If they continued to fight like this, someone would have to die, and Lao Yangpi was unconscious.
If something happened and the fat man accidentally injured his life, he would have to go back.
It is not allowed to explain.
Of course, all this was caused by the two old yellow skins.
Lao Sheeppi just fainted because of the fall and became a tool for them to kill people.
However, it was difficult to think of a way to deal with the yellow skins who could read people's hearts for a while. , so I was ready to help the fat man hold down the old sheepskin.
I took a step forward and as soon as I stretched out my arm towards the old sheepskin, I felt the scalp on the temples on the side of my face tighten.
Someone pulled my hair from behind.
Human hair grows in spirals on top of the head, on the back of the head and on both sides.
Hair, each has its own growth flow It was easy to pull the hair along the direction of its growth, but I was lying on the ground and leaning forward, when the hand stretched out from behind grabbed my hair and pulled it up, almost tearing off my scalp.
The hair was pulled and it hurt my heart and lungs.
I didn't need to look back to know who grabbed my hair.
It must be Ding Sitian who had just fainted on the ground.
She was also restrained by Huang Pizi and had become indistinguishable between friend and foe.
I didn't know that Old Huangpizi The details of this evil spell can only be measured logically.
It can only control people in a coma.
It seems to be similar to the folk corpse control technique.
It is a strange technique that hypnotizes corpses.
I heard my grandfather talk about it in our hometown. , before liberation There is a similar witchcraft behavior.
People are not controlled by it when they are sleeping, but their souls can be directly taken away by it.
This is probably because in the state of coma, the true fire of Samadhi in the body is extinguished, and the person on the top of the head is in sleep.
Because the three real fires on the shoulders are weak, the "Huang Fairy Girl" we met at Wong Tai Sin Temple is completely different from these white-skinned old yellow men.
These two yellow men are so powerful that they have no weaknesses at all.
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Now, every move we make is anticipated by the yellow-skinned man, and we can't even hurt them at all.
Moreover, two of the four of us have lost their minds, and almost everyone is injured.
It's only a matter of time that someone dies, no matter what.
No matter how hard they fight, the only ones who bleed are their own companions, and there is no chance of winning.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but fall into deep despair and fear, and even lost some confidence in continuing to resist.
But this idea was quickly dismissed by the pain.
The more pain I felt on my body, the more hate I felt in my heart.
I decided to fight to the end.
I felt my head was on fire from being pulled by Ding Sitian and there was a huge pain.
I had no time to break her hand, so I had to Turn your head sideways to relieve scalp pain.
Just as I turned my head to the side, I suddenly felt a cold metal touch on my temple.
At some point, Ding Sitian picked up the "Southern Type 14" pistol that fell on the ground.
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I tilted my head to the side, and my temple The muzzle of the gun that she had pressed down just hit her.
My heart tightened because I never imagined that my fathers had finally won the war after eight years of resistance.
Today, when the world revolution is about to succeed, I was killed by a Japanese-made Southern Type 14, and it was fired by my close comrade-in-arms Ding Sitian.
This way of death is really cowardly and tragic.
It always kills you inadvertently, and always develops in the direction you least expect.
At that moment, I asked myself, is this fate?
From the cold, hard muzzle of the gun poking at my temple to the sound of the trigger being pulled, this moment actually only lasted a second or two, but to my experience, it was a strangely long and torturous time, and the torment in my mind The chaotic thoughts seemed to be invisibly slowed down, turning into frames of red slow-motion pictures.
The surrounding sounds seemed to have stopped in hearing, and only the sound of the tortoise box trigger was left in the ears.
After a deathly long wait, even this sound suddenly disappeared.
The trigger was not pressed to the end, and the imitation The Ruger pistol was designed, but the "Southern Type 14" had inherent structural deficiencies.
In addition, it had just been thrown hard by the fat man, and it jammed at this life-threatening moment.
The tortoise box is recognized as a suicide gun, because jamming a gun on the battlefield is tantamount to committing suicide, but jamming the gun against my temple is equivalent to saving my life.
I didn’t have time to be afraid just now, and I can’t worry about it now.
Fortunately, I raised my hand and grabbed the muzzle of the gun, trying to pull Ding Sitian down from behind.
Unexpectedly, Ding Sitian hit me from behind and punched the wound on my shoulder several times.
I had just bandaged the wound with clothes in a hurry, but it was unable to stop the bleeding.
She hit me from behind, and the pain immediately penetrated my bones.
Blood seeped through his clothes and dyed his entire shoulder red.
The fat man over there just happened to hold Lao Yangpi down, and Lao Yangpi was still biting a piece of the fat man's flesh in his mouth.
He was staring hard and struggling desperately, but he didn't say a word, and at this time, the four of us There was blood all over the body, as if it had just been slaughtered, and no one could see anyone's face clearly.
The situation seemed extremely terrifying.
The two yellow skins in the corner of the tree hole stretched out their limbs and climbed along the tree roots to the top of the hole.
Apparently they were worried that the bloody fight in the hole would affect them, so they tried to hide as far away as possible and cling to the old tree.
On the dry bark, I turned my head to rejoice.
Staring here with joy, the evil and vicious green light in my eyes was flowing.
While I held Ding Sitian down reluctantly, I looked up at the pair of yellow men.
When I was caught by the green light, I was so physically and mentally devastated.
The feeling once again spread through every nerve.
I didn’t dare to look at Huangpizi’s eyes anymore, but I had already scolded Huangpizi’s ancestors for eight generations in my heart.
Now the blood is not stopping, and I gradually feel that I am powerless.
If this crisis is not solved as soon as possible, there will be no survivors.
I have always believed that Huang Pizi's soul-capturing and mind-reading skills interfere with people's hearts through their eyes.
As long as we try to make their eyes lose vision, we can get rid of the current predicament.
I took a chance, grabbed a handful of sand on the ground, and threw it at the pair of yellow leathers.
White shadows flashed on the tree hole, and the yellow leathers had already avoided it, but I didn't expect that a handful of sand would be effective. , just hoping to take the opportunity to disrupt their actions so that Fatty and I can free our hands to deal with them.
Although these two old yellow men can judge people's actions in advance, the terrain in this tree hole is narrow.
If Fatty and I attack at the same time, You might have a chance to catch them by taking advantage of the terrain.
The two cunning yellow-skinned ones seemed to have seen through my thoughts and came towards me with a bit of ridicule.
I cursed in my heart: "Flat-haired beasts, you go too far to deceive people."
But I knew that even if I reached out to catch them, I would not be able to catch them.
No matter how hidden the action is, it will only miss the mark and have to be ignored.
At this time, the fat man had tied Lao Yangpi's hands behind his back with his belt.
Seeing me holding Ding Sitian down, he wanted to come over to help.
But as soon as he got up, Lao Yangpi, who was tied behind his back, suddenly stood up and gave him a headbutt.
Hitting the fat man's abdomen, the fat man was caught off guard.
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Even though Lao Sheeppi was dry and dry, he was a thin old man, but he had lost his mind and didn't know where he got such strength.
Even two or three young men might not be able to hold him down now. .
The head hit was so hard that the fat man was thrown backwards and his back hit the inner wall of the tree trunk hard, as if a wall had fallen down, causing the tree hole to shake and get stuck.
Another piece of the Guanyin vine at the entrance of the cave also fell off, leaving only half of the hollow old tree.
At the edge of the tree hole, the gap between the ancient vines has widened again, and the visibility at the bottom of the cave has also improved a lot.
Although the gap is large, due to the many hard thorns on the vines, even the yellow skins with body shapes like cats cannot climb out.
They And we are still in a narrow space that is almost closed.
In this chaos, I suddenly found that as the light in the tree hole became brighter and brighter, the two yellow-skinned animals seemed to be greatly frightened, and quickly slipped into the still dark corner, but Their will-o'-the-wisp eyes are now much darker, no longer so creepy.
My heart suddenly brightened.
It turned out that these old yellow guys were afraid of light.
The stronger the light, the darker the will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes.
Ding Sitian, who was held down by me, gradually became quiet.
It was most likely because of the change in light that Huang The power of leather to control people's souls has weakened, and my hands and feet are getting weaker and weaker, but I know that this opportunity is like a desperate situation.
If I don't take this opportunity to kill these flat-haired beasts, I am afraid that I will never live in peace.
Thinking of this, I ignored the bleeding and raised my hand to grab the long knife that was chopped on the root of the tree.
I was about to pull out the knife and kill the pair of old yellow men cleanly, but in the blink of an eye, After a while, the two yellow skins in front of them disappeared.
The Guanyin vine above the head fell again, and this time it blocked the gap where the light leaked out
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