BSI Chapter 60 Screaming Swamp
Chapter 60 Screaming Swamp
"Thorn-"
Suddenly, the screeching sound of metal rubbing against the ground was heard in the dark corridor. Yan Shaoqing looked back in surprise, and the tall figure who came out of the darkness turned out to be the man with the sack dragging a huge hammer.
Why do you meet this sack man everywhere you go? Could it be that he has been targeted by this monster?
The man with the sack came to a position more than ten meters away from Yan Shaoqing and Wu Shi'an, and stopped. He raised the sledgehammer with both hands, and slammed it towards the ground, setting off a burst of flying sand and rocks.This huge impact seemed to stimulate the female ghosts who were hitting the protective shield, and the female ghosts rushed towards the sack man clamoring one after another.
The female ghost's sharp claws pierced the sack man's body, but it was as if she had grabbed hard steel, leaving not even a slight scratch.
"Bang! Puchi—"
The man with the sack stretched out his big hand and grabbed the dress of a female ghost, threw it on the ground with great force, making a loud noise, then raised his right foot, stepped on the female ghost suddenly, and crushed it hard, causing the female ghost to die. With a cry, it exploded like a ball and turned into a sticky mud.
As for the remaining female ghosts, under the attack of the sack man, they were beaten back to their original forms one after another, turning into pools of rotten mud.
After dealing with the female ghost, the man with the sack dragged the hammer again and slowly approached Yan Shaoqing and Wu Shi'an with big strides. His chest hit the protective cover, sparking a red light, and he was shocked. You have to step back a meter or two.He settled his footsteps, stabilized his figure, remained silent for a moment, raised the hammer with both hands and smashed it directly towards the protective shield.Then, he dropped the second hammer and the third hammer towards the same place again...
"Bang! Bang... Crack!"
Accompanied by a dull sound, a small crack opened in the place where the protective cover was hit by the hammer.Both Yan Shaoqing and Wu Shi'an, who were hiding in the protective cover, were tense. If this momentum continues, the protective cover will most likely be crushed by the man with the sack.
Just when the man with the sack raised his hammer again, a bullet struck at high speed and hit his raised arm, but the bullet was flattened instantly and fell to the ground.The man with the sack rolled his black eyes, and his cold eyes fell on Long Yan, who was holding a gun in the distance. He only stayed for a short second, and then moved back immediately. At the same time, the heavy hammer hit the protective shield. over the hood.
Long Yan didn't care about Wu Shi'an's life or death at all, but now that Yan Shaoqing and that annoying guy were in the protective shield, he certainly couldn't sit idly by.Knowing that bullets can't hurt the man with the sack, he originally thought that he would attract the man's attention, lure him away first, and let Yan Shaoqing have a chance to escape.But who knew that the man with the sack just paused, and didn't bother to talk to him at all, just like the group of crazy female ghosts, it seemed that all the ghosts had discussed it in advance, and suddenly they regarded him as air.
He didn't give up, and fired several shots at the sack man one after another, as if to tickle him, but it didn't have any effect at all.
There was a crisp sound of "哗啦", and the protective cover suddenly shattered, sparking a dazzling light.Because of this sudden stimulation, the man with the sack closed his eyes, shielded his eyes with his thick arms, and turned his head slightly.
Because of Wu Shi'an's explanation in advance, Yan Shaoqing was prepared for this, and when the strong light came on, he followed Wu Shi'an and ran towards Longyan, taking the opportunity to distance himself from the man with the sack.
But before he ran two steps, Yan Shaoqing felt his feet sinking. He lowered his head and looked down. Several mud-stained arms stretched out from the ground, grabbed his legs tightly, and looked down. Pull hard.And Wu Shi'an, who was standing not far from him, was also caught by these arms, unable to move for a while.
Wu Shi'an immediately raised his whip and swung it towards those arms. At the same time that the muddy arms were shattered, a thin crack suddenly opened on the dry ground under his and Yan Shaoqing's feet, and they moved quickly with a roaring sound. Pulling towards the two sides, it became a dark bottomless abyss.
Without the support of the ground, Yan Shaoqing's body fell instantly, but just as he fell, a big rough hand suddenly grabbed his arm and slowly pulled him upwards. That sturdy arm looked up, but met a pair of black eyes that were darker and deeper than the abyss.
From the corner of his eye, Yan Shaoqing also saw Wu Shi'an below. At this time, the other party was wrapping his whip around a rock protruding from the cliff, hanging in mid-air.
Yan Shaoqing sat on the edge of the cliff panting lightly, his nerves became more tense, the man with a sack nearly two meters tall was standing in front of him, his eyes were quietly staring through the old sackcloth The air around him seemed to have quieted down as well, freezing into ice.
Long Yan stood on the opposite side of the cliff in a state of anxiety, pacing left and right, but he had no way of coming over. He didn't dare to shoot at the man with the sack rashly. Not only would it not have any effect, but it might bounce back on Yan Shaoqing's body .
In this dead silence, the sack man's eyes flickered slightly, he suddenly bent down, stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Yan Shaoqing's waist, lifted him up and carried him on his broad shoulders, and turned around , dragging his sledgehammer, striding towards the depths of the corridor.
The man with the sack carried Yan Shaoqing on his shoulders and walked through the intricate corridors for nearly 10 minutes before stopping in front of a door.He raised his right foot and kicked hard at the door. The door was kicked open at once, and the door hinge turned quickly, making an abrupt "creak" sound.
After entering the room, the man with the sack carried Yan Shaoqing directly to a bed covered with red cloth, and lightly threw him onto the soft bed, while he sat sideways on the edge of the bed, staring at the The wall, like a wooden sculpture, was silent.
Yan Shaoqing got up from the bed, calmed down, and began to look around at the scene, but his heart was shocked.Isn't this place the wedding room of him and Qing He?This is the third time he has returned to this eerie house!If it wasn't for his good psychological quality, he would probably go crazy now.
Yan Shaoqing sat quietly on the bed for a long time, waiting for the man with the sack to move next, but the man remained motionless, as if he had stopped.He stretched out his right hand and shook it lightly in front of the man with the sack, but still failed to elicit the slightest reaction from the man, not even turning his eyeballs.
The silence of the sack man made Yan Shaoqing feel even more anxious. He bravely climbed to the side of the bed, stepped out his feet, and just stepped on the ground when a powerful hand suddenly grabbed the collar of his neck , carrying him back to the bed like an eagle catching a chick.But after he was pulled onto the bed, the culprit who was holding his collar turned sideways again, looking blankly at the opposite wall.
Yan Shaoqing: "..." I'm not afraid of meeting my nerves when I go out, but I'm afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet.
Yan Shaoqing touched the ring on his left ring finger. Ever since he left the horror movie "Ghost Hospital", Xiaocao hadn't responded anymore. Perhaps only after he sucked the ghost's hostility could he be able to let him go It woke up briefly, and now it can't find foreign aid, so it can only rely on itself to find a way to get out.
Gritting his teeth, Yan Shaoqing crawled to the side of the man with the sack, stretched out a finger and flicked lightly on the other's back, the finger seemed to be flicked on a hard steel plate, and felt a little painful.
At the same time as his fingers were touching, the man with the sack shook slightly. Yan Shaoqing thought he might be about to be knocked, but the man with the sack really just shook, then fell silent again, never again. the next reaction.
The other party obviously ignored his attack, Yan Shaoqing felt that he was underestimated, so he stretched out his palm and slapped hard on the top of the old sack.
"Snapped!"
This time, the man with the sack didn't even give him a shaking reaction, but froze in place.
Yan Shaoqing rubbed the other person's head through the sack. He thought that the head under the sack would look like a monster, but it seemed to be the same shape as a normal person's head. The sack was so rough that it made his palms feel a little hot.
Driven by strong curiosity, Yan Shaoqing's hand began to slowly move down to the other party's neck, and his fingers also quietly pinched the thick rope tied around the neck.He just wanted to untie it forcefully, but his wrist was tightly grasped by a hot hand, and the fingers pinched at the end of the rope couldn't help but let go.
The man with the sack gently pulled down his hand, and slowly turned his head, his dark and deep eyes stared at his slightly astonished face, with a layer of indistinct waves emerging.
Yan Shaoqing twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly at the man with the sack, the atmosphere seemed to become a little awkward for a while.
"Don't take it off, Ugly." A deep male voice came from behind the sack, and the voice seemed a little timid.
Are you finally willing to speak?No wonder the other party was wearing a torn sack on his head all the time and didn't dare to show his true colors. It turned out that he was worried that he was too ugly and didn't want to be seen by other people.
"Your name is Man Niu?" Yan Shaoqing asked softly, he remembered that Wu Shi'an seemed to call him that before.
The sack man pondered for a moment, then shook his head vigorously.
"So it's not called Man Niu." Yan Shaoqing sighed, and he said how he came up with such a silly name, it turned out that Wu Shi'an randomly chose it.
The sack man shook his head again.
"What do you mean by shaking your head, is it called Manniu or not?" Yan Shaoqing was a little confused.
The man with the sack stared at Yan Shaoqing for two seconds with his jet-black eyes, and replied seriously, "I forgot."
Yan Shaoqing: "..."
"Why did you bring me to this place?" Yan Shaoqing blinked at the other party, this is what he is most concerned about now.
The man with the sack looked at Yan Shaoqing quietly, his eyes glistening, he suddenly stretched out his hands, grabbed Yan Shaoqing's shoulders and pushed him down on the bed, leaned down and touched Yan Shaoqing's lips kissed down.
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