Daomu Biji

Chapter 14 The First Night: The Chase

I was frightened by the scene in front of me. Before I could react, the fat man on my side rushed to me with a gun and shouted: Bullets, bullets!

I took out a handful, and he immediately grabbed it. He put it in the clamping hole, held a torch in one hand, loaded the ammunition with one hand, and jumped into the bushes to chase after me.

After running a few steps and seeing that I wasn't moving, he cursed: Follow me, stay here. Where can I find you later?

I cursed, slapped myself, immediately grabbed my backpack and followed.

Breaking into the bushes, it was extremely difficult to walk. I gritted my teeth on the thorns and vines, chasing the fat man's torch, and soon my clothes were torn. After chasing him for dozens of meters, he saw the tree crown in front of him shaking violently in a flash, and it was clear that Pan Zi's belongings were dragged up the tree. There was a lot of movement, and it was obvious that this thing was a huge thing.

The fat man rushed under the tree, and we saw scratches on the tree caused by something. The shaking leaves on the crown of the tree moved towards the tree on the side, obviously to reach another tree.

We are not monkeys, so there is no way to track them in the trees, but it is really impossible to keep up under the trees. The fat man panted and chased for a few more steps, so he had to pick up the gun and aim in the direction of the shaking leaves.

I immediately shouted to the fat man: Be careful to hit Pan Zi!

The fat man gritted his teeth and said: Anyway, it's death! Take a gamble! After saying that, he raised his hand and shot.

The sound of gunfire was deafening. Fatty's marksmanship was excellent, but under such circumstances, there was no target at all, and he didn't know whether he had hit it. The treetops in the distance continued to shake. This thing was moving faster in the trees than on the flat ground, and was moving away quickly.

Damn! That bullshit rifle, the caliber is too small. The fat man cursed. Gritting his teeth, he chased a few steps forward, fired four shots, and fired all the bullets.

I clearly saw the bullets spinning into the darkness, but it still had no effect. By the time Fatty finished loading again, the thing was already out of our sight, and it was impossible to catch up.

What should I do? I shouted anxiously.

The fat man was also anxious. But after just one turn, he discovered something. He shined the torch on the tree, and we saw that the trunk was covered with blood.

The fat man walked a few steps quickly and looked at the next tree. Found the same.

There is a way! He shouted and immediately handed the torch to me, Damn, it's in trouble now. Let's follow the blood trail and find its lair. Even if we can't save Pan Zi, we still have to pay for it with our lives.

This may be the only hope to save Pan Zi. I didn't think much about it and nodded immediately.

The fat man asked me to give him all the bullets.

Pan Zi's bullets were placed in a cigarette box, and he didn't bring much with him. He had used a lot of them all the way here. I'll take it all out. When he found that there was only one and a half boxes left, the fat man cursed again: If there is another Jia Lama next time, I won't come unless there is someone with a caliber of 5.56 or above!

Okay, I'll give you a rocket launcher next time. Don't instigate me and give chase!

The fat man poured out five bullets, put three into the breast pocket of his clothes, bit two in his mouth, and shook his head: Let's go!

I used a torch to explore the trees in front, and he took cover. We followed the blood trail into the depths of darkness.

The bloodstains extended all the way, not on the tree trunks, but on shrubs and ferns. The more I looked at it, the more ominous I felt. This bloodstain must be Pan Zi's. With such a large amount of blood, he might have injured an artery. If that's true. , Daluo Immortal can’t save him either.

But if you are still alive, you have to see people, and if you are dead, you have to see corpses. There is no absolute in this matter.

After chasing for five or six hundred meters, we could no longer hear the movement in the treetops in front. We could no longer pay attention to the direction and the weird sounds just now. All we know is that if there is blood, we must follow.

The blood stains were intermittent and became less and less obvious. I became more and more uneasy. I didn't know whether the bleeding had stopped or if the blood had been released.

The fat man looked at the top of the tree warily, and while moving forward quickly, he began to shout: You damn man came back and took your fat man and me into your mouth. Let's see if it's your teeth or your fat man's skin. rough!

I quickly stopped him: What the hell are you doing?

The fat man said: The beast likes to eat in absolute safety. It will be alert when it hears my call and will not bite Panzi so quickly.

I said: Be careful, don't attract other things!

He said: Have you never seen the animal world? Such a large hunting animal has its own sphere of influence. There will not be many large beasts in this sphere. It is best to lure it here so that we can avoid unnecessary mistakes.

I still felt it was very inappropriate, but the fat man went his own way, and continued to run and yell: Griddle, the damn guy you are holding in your mouth has AIDS, and he had an intestinal perforation—— Before he could finish his words, he suddenly tripped He hit something and rolled to the ground.

I helped him up and illuminated it with a torch. I saw Pan Zi's backpack on the fallen leaves on the ground, and it was covered in blood.

The fat man immediately became alert. I wanted to speak, so he made a quiet gesture to me and asked me to raise the torch high to look at the tree crown. As soon as I straightened up, I saw a huge black shadow quietly coming from behind him. hung from the tree.

Chapter 15 The First Night: Fighting

I yelled immediately. When the fat man saw the change in my expression, he reacted very quickly. Without looking, he immediately threw the butt of his gun back, but it was too late. The black shadow shrank, dodged, and then flew away. When I got up, I saw a scaly thing popping out of the darkness like lightning, and rolled towards the fat man.

Fat people are really not good at saving fuel. How could such a fat body react so quickly and roll over? As soon as he stepped aside, the light from the torch suddenly illuminated his back, and I immediately saw the true face of the shadow clearly. It turned out to be a brown-gold python as thick as a bucket. It was covered in blood, and its huge python head hung down. , you can see that it is full of bullet wounds and bloody.

With a flash of thought, I recognized it immediately. This was actually one of the two giant pythons that attacked us in the canyon. We met again here.

The giant python missed the target with almost no pause, retracted its head and opened its bloody mouth. Then he bit the fat man rolling on the ground.

This time the fat man couldn't avoid it, and he was bitten on the buttocks. The giant python was so powerful that it rolled up the fat man with one movement of its body, and pulled him up in the air to strangle him.

The fat man didn't have the strength to shrink his bones and escape. He couldn't move at once and threw the gun aside. He yelled and turned head-down in the air several times.

I don't know where I got the courage, so I immediately rushed over to hit the snake with a torch, but this was really a stupid move. I was hit hard by the snake's coiled body and fell out. The torch hit my pants, lighting up the few pants I had left. I rolled to put out the fire, and the fat man had been rolled into the canopy of the tree.

I panicked, and my hand touched the fat man's rifle. I immediately picked it up, lay on the ground and shot the snake's head with one hand.

I haven't fired a gun for a long time, and the recoil of the gun cracked my tiger's mouth. But it was too reluctant to shoot with one hand, and it missed the target at such a close distance. The bullet missed and hit a tree trunk on the side.

I got up and shot again. Suddenly, a gritted voice came from the tree: Little Third Master, give me the gun!

I looked up and saw that Pan Zi was not dead yet. He stretched out his bloody hand between the branches and said, Quick!

I immediately threw the gun up and he grabbed it. He leaned unsteadily on the branch, instead of aiming at the snake, he aimed at the huge branch with the snake coiled on one side, gritted his teeth and fired three times.

Even a small-caliber gun like this is extremely powerful at close range. A gap was made in a thick branch of a tree. The giant python itself was extremely heavy, and the fat man immediately pressed the branch down and broke it, smashing it hard. On the ground, it almost looked like a tree had fallen.

The fall was so heavy that the snake was blinded by the fall and coiled up suddenly. I didn't know who attacked it at the moment. The fat man took advantage of the moment when the snake coiled up and retreated from the snake's body and rolled to my feet. . At this time, he was already blushing from being twisted, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. I grabbed his armpits and dragged him behind the tree. I didn't want him to vomit.

I thought it was terrible, maybe his internal organs were minced, so I asked him how he was doing.

He pushed me away, stood up with great difficulty, vomited a lot, and then said: Snake faint, more dizzy than a roller coaster----

Before he finished speaking, the giant python pounced over again. It circled the tree trunk with its big mouth, bit the fat man's shoulder, and pulled him over. He threw me and me hard, and I rolled to the side of the bush. The fat man was so big. With a roar, he hit a tree and rolled to the ground. The giant python didn't stop at all. It arched its head again and opened its huge mouth full of barbed teeth, preparing to give the fat man a fatal blow. I finished screaming in my heart, and at the critical moment, a small branch suddenly fell from the tree and hit the giant python on the head.

When the giant python looked up and saw Pan Zi, it immediately changed its attack target and flicked towards the tree. Pan Zi took the gun with one hand and thrust it hard. The rifle and his shoulder were inserted into the throat of the giant python. Then the giant python shook its head and lifted him up from the tree. Before he could wince, he heard a sound. There was a muffled sound, and suddenly the python's throat was blown open several times, causing it to roll over in pain.

Pan Zi flew out and fell into the darkness. The giant python was furious and banging around like crazy. The huge force knocked all the surrounding shrubs away, and the branches fell down like rain.

I held my head and hid behind the tree. All I saw was that the bark of the tree had been photographed. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move. After waiting for more than ten minutes, it gradually calmed down. I looked around and saw the giant python lying on the ground. After twisting a few times, it stopped moving.

I was completely confused. It wasn't until the fat man started wailing that I immediately reacted, stood up and ran over. The fat man was completely unconscious. I helped him up. He looked at me and said nonsense to me: Draw the driver of the snake over here, and let me crush him to death while I'm still alive.

Seeing that he could still talk nonsense, I told him that he was fine, so I put him down and immediately ran to the distance to find Pan Zi. This guy was probably in serious danger.

Pan Zi was lying under a tree six or seven meters away, covered in blood, still holding on to the rifle that had been exploded, and the head of the rifle was blown into a trumpet flower.

I rushed over and he vomited blood when he opened his mouth. He looked at me and was speechless. I looked at this mess of people and scratched my forehead in anxiety. I slapped myself several times before I calmed down a little. Start untying Panzi's clothes immediately.

As soon as the clothes were opened, I felt sick to my stomach, and I saw that his body was full of gashes. They were all caused by the giant python dragging him quickly in the bushes. Fortunately, his body was already covered with scars, and his skin was quite hard, so the wounds were not noticeable.

I took out the water bottle and wanted to clean his wound first, but he raised a hand with difficulty and stuffed it into me. His mouth moved with difficulty.

I took it over and saw that it was his compass. Under such a violent drag, his backpack was thrown off, but he was able to hold it without falling off.

The compass was covered in blood. But the marks and the angle ruler he made could still be seen, and he uttered with difficulty: Look for the third master...be careful...snake will... His whole body convulsed and he could no longer speak.

What can a snake do? I didn't know what he meant, but it was meaningless, so I couldn't help but cursed, took the compass and put it in my pocket, telling him to stop talking. He vomited several mouthfuls of blood and found it difficult to breathe.

I thought to myself how could there be such a persistent person. While he was hastily flushing his wounds with water, he turned over his backpack, took out antibiotics and injected them into him.

The fat man on one side had already recovered, limping over and covering his wound, and asked me how I was doing.

I actually don't know the situation at all. I don’t even know if Pan Zi can be saved. But I didn't have the courage to verify this at all, so I could only try my best to save him.

The fat man also cleaned the wound with a water bottle. After injecting ourselves with antibiotics, we moved Panzi to the edge of the snake carcass. I sat down on the ground and began to examine his whole body.

There were pulses in all four limbs, and there was no tendency to be weak. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but I didn't dare to relax. I immediately checked his whole body. There was so much blood along the way. It was probably arterial bleeding. I had to find the wound. If not treated, he will definitely bleed to death.

Finally, I found the wound on the back of Pan Zi’s left thigh. It was terribly deep, but the bleeding had stopped. There was a large bloody scab with broken leaves all over it. It might have been caused by Pan Zi being dragged. Take measures in a hurry.

This wound must be cleaned and sutured, otherwise it will become infected, and the foot will no longer be available. However, we did not have the equipment to treat wounds, so we packed everything lightly.

This time, we really have to meet up with Uncle San, and the sooner the better.

I took out the compass that Pan Zi gave me, wiped off the blood on it, and tried to find the direction, but I couldn't understand the scale on it at all. I gave it to the fat man, who also shook his head. I slapped my forehead and scolded myself for not doing that. Pay more attention to learning.

The fat man was also exhausted and had no energy left at all. He said: Come on, now we can only wait for dawn. It may take a long time to get to your third uncle's place. We are covered in blood and it is easy to attract things, so we should just stay here. It’s safe, and if we don’t give Da Pan a break, he probably won’t be able to withstand the long journey.”

I looked at Pan Zi, and my consciousness was blurred. If I was so seriously injured, I would definitely die. This guy's will is really useless. But it is true that the injury is real and it may not be possible to move him. So I cleared an open space and came out, and temporarily settled Pan Zi. I looked at my watch and it was almost dawn, and I prayed in my heart that he would withstand it.

I took off my clothes and covered Pan Zi to keep warm. I couldn't relax for a while. I felt a little exhausted after being so tired and going through such a fierce struggle.

I sat down to pant and drink water. The fat man picked up Pan Zi's gun and showed it to me. He said, This guy is a man. He blocked the hole of the gun with something and let the gun explode in the snake's throat. The snake was killed. The spine of the ground was blown apart, otherwise, it would be really difficult to kill it.

I was surprised when I thought about it. In the canyon, Pan Zi shot the snake to its vital points and almost smashed its head. I thought it was dead, but I didn't expect that the snake was not dead yet and could still attack us.

The fat man said: This kind of big snake has a very high IQ. I'm afraid it was shot several times by Pan Zi before. It remembers Pan Zi and has been tracking us, waiting for the opportunity to take revenge on us.

I flicked the torch and stood up to shine a light on the snake's body. When I looked carefully, I found that the snake was really big, almost like a dragon. Even looking at it like this, I still felt chills running down my spine.

The snake's whole body is covered with large brown-gold scales, one of which is the size of a palm, and the thickest part is almost as thick as a tar barrel. There were many wounds on the body, some of which were rotten and smelly.

I carefully walked to the snake's head and illuminated it with a torch. I found that the snake's tongue was still moving. It was obviously not dead yet. The entire snake's head was almost opened. The black and vicious eyes reflected the light of the torch, as if from The dragon of hell. There were several holes in the snake's neck, where the gun exploded, and all its flesh was turned out. It was bleeding all over the floor.

The snake didn't die so easily, and it might be able to survive. Fearing that it would suddenly explode and hurt people, the fat man took out his machete and prepared to chop off the snake's head, but after two chops, there wasn't even a mark on the snake's body.

After scratching the snake's scales twice with a machete, I discovered that the scales were extremely hard, almost like armor. The fat man got close to the snake's wound and found that the snake had two layers of scales and had rough skin and thick flesh. No wonder Pan Zi couldn't kill it no matter how hard he beat him.

He broke off two or three giant scales from near the wound. The fat man said that he could take this back and brag about it. He could definitely pour a large piece of it, and he put it in his pocket. I asked him to clean it up. Pythons often have parasites under their scales. Before he finished speaking, the fat man ouched and his wrist seemed to be bitten by something.

Turning it over, I found a small spider-like bug biting my forearm. We have all seen this bug, it was a grass tick. I heated the machete with a torch and it was easily burned. At this time, I felt a pain in my crotch, and when I touched it with my hand, I found a packet of blood.

I suddenly felt something bad. When I leaned the torch into the underground shrubs, I found that the shrubs around us were covered with these horrible insects, and some of them had crawled onto our exposed calves.