"Ouch, who is kicking my ass?" Lao Jiang screamed in pain in his sleep.
"Didn't you see that I am about to have a wedding with Ximei?"
Hearing the sound, the hands gathered in the direction of Lao Jiang, and one touched Lao Jiang's face.
The other two touched up his calves, inch by inch, their red nails shining with a strange light under the light of the lighter!
"Ximei, this is the first time you have touched my face so affectionately... It makes me feel embarrassed."
"It's a long night. I've been single for fifty years, so I'll take my time to unbutton my pants."
Lao Jiang is actually still giggling and dreaming of indescribable dreams...
I really can't stand it anymore. If I wait for Buza's hand to fall, Lao Jiang will become a eunuch for the rest of his life, even if he doesn't die.
At that moment, I pulled out the god-slaying dagger, and the cold light swept away those black hands.
No matter what, he dragged Lao Jiang's sleeping bag and ran out of the tent.
"Master, wake up quickly!"
Lao Jiang was finally woken up. The smile in his dream disappeared. He turned over and his eyes opened with light shining in the west.
When he saw the ghostly hands following them, his reaction was also very quick. He bent down and pulled out the paratrooper knife hidden in his boot. Although this knife was not a magic weapon, it felt like a knife in his hand. Melons and vegetables are average.
With a 'swish', the cold light passed by, and the first hand was neatly cut off.
The severed hand fell to the ground, its five blood-red nails scratching freely. It took several seconds before it completely stopped moving.
"Enemy attack! Be careful!"
Lao Jiang screamed, and his footsteps flew three meters away.
I followed him, quickly chased him out with my bag, and found that people in several other tents were also awake.
Several people rushed out, shouting in horror: "Hands, there are black hands coming out of the ground!"
It can be seen that they were also harassed to some extent.
It's just that when I searched in the west, I still couldn't find Banban. Where did he go?
Mingyueye seemed to have noticed it too. She ran up to me and asked: "Where is Mr. Banban? Why is he missing?"
I didn't bother to answer her. A scream of fear had already broken through the silence of the night sky. The little black girl stumbled and shouted: "It's Buza! Buza smelled our popularity..."
I saw only the rocky beach.
Dozens, no, hundreds of hands emerged from the ground!
These black arms were about half a meter long, dark, like burnt bamboo shoots popping out densely, and like rusty black nails, tightly imprisoning us.
Let us have no way to go to heaven and no way to go to earth!
Lao Jiang subconsciously protected me behind him, stabbing each person with a drop of black blood on the tip of the knife.
On the bright moonlit night, I was also protected by the old man with black beard and the old man with white beard. I turned my attention to Xue Jingxiang.
Xue Jingxiang was wrapped in the green military coat, and she was observing the environment of the Western Zhou Dynasty with a stern expression.
Mou Xiangyi supported the old Mr. Xue, but strangely, Xue Guangrong was not afraid. Instead, he stared at those small black hands with blazing eyes, showing a coveted look, as if he had seen prey.
Faceless, Legless and Lifeless protected them in the center, and the entire defensive circle was watertight.
Xue Jingxiang was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. She unbuttoned her coat, revealed her proud figure, and said three words with determination: "No need!"
This twenty-year-old woman was quite courageous. In the next second she took off the two iron can-like objects from her waist, deftly pulled the leads, and threw them at our feet.
Boom, boom, boom!
The iron jar hit the ground, making a hissing sound, and then a blinding white light emitted, illuminating a fifty-meter radius as bright as day.
This is a flare!
The entire rocky beach seemed to have returned to daylight for a short time. With this bright light, we could clearly see the black ghost hands surrounding the entire camp from all directions in the west, sometimes stretching up, sometimes stretching down, as if A black wave.
Xue Jingxiang frowned, pursed her lips and said, "Who's going to see what the hell is pretending to be?"
The experts around her were about to respond.
The black-bearded old man who was protecting Mingyue Ye flew out first, leaving only two short but powerful words in the air: "I'm coming!"
As the saying goes, you can tell whether Kung Fu is effective as soon as it is released. Although this man is nearly seventy years old, his speed is not inferior to Lao Jiang.
The black-bearded old man struck out extremely quickly and fiercely. His figure turned into a hunting black eagle, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the hand closest to him!
The black hand had just come out of the soil, and before it could resist, it was stepped on by the black-bearded old man's iron feet.
I saw the black-bearded old man's five fingers turned into claws, and with a 'pop', he broke through the surface of the rocky beach and broke through the soil.
"Don't come out yet!"
There was a strange chirping sound in the air.
The next moment, the black-bearded old man had pulled out the things from the soil.
It turned out to be a monster that was completely black, smooth, and without any hair. It looked like a rat, but it was ten times the size of a rat.
Its arms are as long as humans, and its fingers are similar to humans, but it has a rat head on its neck and a long tail trailing behind it.
Its two eyes are as blue as gems, as if they possess human wisdom.
Is this the legendary Buza?
Under the moonlight, the black-bearded old man sternly looked up and down at the mouse-like monster. The monster made a chirping sound and tried to struggle.
The black-bearded old man snorted coldly.
Suddenly, he loosened his grip and threw the black-handed monster into the air. The monster thought he was free again and tried to leave.
As a result, the next second, the black-bearded old man's five fingers turned into claws again, and he pinched the monster's neck accurately.
No matter how hard the monster struggled, it could not shake the five iron tower-like fingers at all.
There was only a 'click' sound, the black-bearded old man's hand moved slightly, and the monster's neck was ruthlessly twisted!
The monster's body suddenly drooped and stopped moving.
The black-bearded old man frowned in disgust and abandoned the body casually.
Seeing this scene, the little black girl was shocked and ran over panting and asked: "How did you kill it?"
She looked nervous, as if the black-bearded old man had done something very bad.
In response, the black-bearded old man just replied coldly: "The duty of eradicating evil is over!"
Although I also think the black-bearded old man's approach is a bit cruel, after all, it was these black-handed monsters that attacked us first, so I couldn't help but act as a peacemaker: "Little black girl, why are you angry? These monsters should be Buza, right? It is a bad thing. If you kill it, it will not harm other herdsmen.”
The little black girl stared at me angrily, with an expression on her face that she wanted to swallow me up: "When I get back, I will feed you all the cow dung at home! Didn't Old Man Danba tell you? As long as you live in Not a single plant or tree on Gongga Snow Mountain can be killed, not even Buza.”
"You kill a Buza, and all Buza will not let you go."
"Originally they probably just wanted to scare us, but now we're in big trouble!"
