Gui Qi was calm and continued: There were not many people who knew that the old turtle was killed and turtle to get blood. I felt something was wrong from the beginning of your reaction. So when you asked, I tested you a little, and when I saw you insisted on killing the old turtle, I didn't say much, but I didn't expect you would choose to kill all the old turtles.

I was a little confused and asked him why he couldn't kill them all?

"There are only five pirates in the ghost road. These five pirates will breed in summer, but no matter how they breed, the number of pirates will never exceed five. Even if they exceed them, they will die on the spot. This is due to the magic of the ghost road. If you kill all the pirates just now, your life will be continued for pirates, and you will never be reborn."

I glanced at Gui Qi suspiciously and felt a little evil, so I asked: Then, after killing four old pirates, are we going to say that four of us want to prolong the old pirates?

"No need." Gui Qi paused for a moment and said, "I said just now that the old trench breeds in summer. Now that summer is about to pass, the old trench has successfully reproduced. In other words, there are five little crows in the nests of these old trenches. The ghost road is absolutely not allowed to be extinct. If you kill five trenches, you will prosper the life of the old trench and take care of the five little crows. You will not die completely until the five trenches grow up. But you will let one trench go away first, and that trench will take care of the five trenches grow up, so you will be safe and sound."

After listening to Gui Qi's explanation, I widened my eyes and couldn't believe it. I didn't know whether this was from Gui Qi or the fact.

After Gui Qi finished speaking, he asked me: Who told you about Lao Zhuyouhai?

Of course I was not stupid enough to say Wu Niang, but just said: I was reminded to do this before I found you.

Gui Qi thought for a while and said, "I don't know who reminded you, but you should be careful. The person who reminded you may have good intentions, or he may want to catch all five of you in one place and kill them all!"

I didn't say anything, and kept thinking about what Wu Niang told me in my mind. After confirming that Wu Niang was right, I began to suspicion.

Wu Niang asked me to kill all the old thorns, but Gui Qi said he wanted to let one go.

Who is right and who is wrong?

In theory, I believe Wu Niang more, but Gui Qi explained it with all the beginning and end and didn’t know whether he made it up or what happened. Anyway, he is quite evil.

In the end, I decided not to think about it anymore. Wu Niang will come to me sooner or later, and maybe she can ask clearly then.

Gui Qi reminds us: smearing the remaining old troll blood on our body can prevent evil things from getting close to us.

We wiped the remaining Gui Qi on our body as Gui Qi said, and what was originally clean suddenly turned into blood.

Next we will continue to rush the road. Gui Qi said before crossing the bridge: The road ahead is not a ghost road, and the next road is the real ghost road. Here you will see something you have never seen before. Of course, the danger will also double.

After saying that, Gui Qi took the lead and walked forward, and we immediately followed Gui Qi forward.

I heard from Gui Qi that the single-plank bridge is the real ghost road, but the scenery along the way has not changed much, and we have walked smoothly.

After walking for a while, I found something was wrong.

This is not right, but from Lan Xiaoqi.

Lan Xiaoqi walked behind me, and I looked back at her and found that it looked familiar.

I couldn't help but look back at her again.

Lan Xiaoqi was annoyed by me and frowned and asked me: Brother Lang, what are you looking at me?

It was quite embarrassing to say this. Fang Xiang and they all looked at me sideways and stared at me with contempt.

I coughed, and was about to say something, I suddenly thought of where I saw this scene.

photo!

Among the seven photos, there is a photo of Lan Xiaoqi.

In the photo, Lan Xiaoqi was lying on the ground covered in blood. At first I was wondering where the blood came from. After all, Lan Xiaoqi and I had no soul or blood, but now it seems that everything has an answer.

The blood was not her own blood, but the blood of the old pike!

Does this mean that after passing that trench, the prophetic photos of death will be effective in us one by one?

I felt a little confused, and I wanted to speak but couldn't say anything.

I didn't plan to tell Lan Xiaoqi about this, otherwise she would definitely become uneasy, and the entire team would face collapse by that time.

Taking a deep breath, we continued to move forward.

But I didn't go much further, and I felt something was wrong again.

What’s wrong this time is not because of them, nor from nearby scenes, but from myself.

I felt that the backpack I was carrying was getting heavier and heavier, as if I was carrying a person on it invisibly, and the more I left, the more I increased the number of people.

I didn't have much stuff in my backpack, just a tent and a sleeping bag, as well as small items such as engineer picks, engineer shovels and hiking ropes. The whole hiking bag combined doesn't weigh twenty kilograms.

I don’t know how many times heavier the things I carried when I was in the army. Even though I was tired at that time, I still had to hold on and I got used to it over time.

But now I feel that my backpack is getting heavier and heavier, so sinking that I can't walk any more.

Could it be that I haven’t exercised during the period of retirement from the army and my health is getting worse and worse?

I shook my head without thinking too much, and continued to walk forward.

Obviously, I didn't take long to walk and fell from the front of the team to the end of the team, and my forehead was sweating more and more, and my legs seemed to be filled with lead, which was completely difficult to move.

Fang Xiang discovered something wrong with me, took out the writing board and asked me what was wrong.

I shook my head and signaled him that it was okay and continued to walk forward.

Fang Xiang didn't say much when he saw me insisting, but he kept looking back at me every three steps.

This time I walked less than a hundred meters and I could no longer hold on. I fell to the ground with a bang, and it was difficult to get up even if I wanted to climb.

"Brother Lang!" Lan Xiaoqi called out, everyone surrounded me and asked me what was wrong.

I was so tired that I was sweating profusely, and my voice became much smaller when I spoke: Is there anything behind me? I feel like there are several more people on my body and I can't walk anymore.

After hearing what I said, Jiang Bo seemed to have encountered this situation. He immediately took out his writing board and wrote: Take off his clothes! See what happened!

I think the situation is a bit bad, because Jiang Bo used several exclamation marks while writing, which was not common in the past.

Everyone helped me take off my shirt every time. Then they all took a breath and stared at my back with incredible eyes.

I couldn't see what was on my back, but when I could see their expressions, I asked quickly: What's wrong, tell me what's wrong!

"Brother Lang, don't worry, this is something wrong." Lan Xiaoqi stammered and couldn't say anything, so he was so anxious.

Without saying a word, Uncle Jiang took out his apple and gave me a few close-ups to my back, and then handed me the phone to me for me to see.

I took the phone and took a look. I was almost scared to throw it out directly.

I saw that there were all small black shadows on my back. It looked like this black shadow looked like a villain!

After a rough sweep, there must be at least dozens of these villains!

Dozens of villains all squeezed on my back, thrusting my back so that there was no space at all.

What is this? I have carved dozens of villains walking?

"What the hell is this!" I shouted, threw the phone out directly, and then frantically touched the back with my hands, but I didn't touch anything.

Fang Xiang suddenly thought of something, pulled out my backpack, and poured out all the things inside, including less than 300 paper-tied people.

When I saw the paper-cut man, I immediately understood. As I understood, I was almost crazy and pointed at Gui Qi and cursed: "It turns out that you are an old guy who wants to harm me. What's your fucking purpose?"

The bag on my back is full of trivial and useful things. The only weird thing is that there are more than 300 paper-cutters. It is easy to think that all this comes from paper-cutters.

Gui Qi said in a strange voice: Don’t worry, listen to me explaining to you.

I said: Is there anything else to explain? Hurry up and find a way for me!

"You have no choice but to wait for it to disappear slowly by itself." Gui Qi said again: "After entering the ghost road, the yin energy becomes heavier and heavier. Paper-cutting people are used by dead people. There are more than 300 souls attached above. Because of the yin energy, the paper-cutting people will become heavier and heavier, so a black shadow will be pressed on your back. But there is no need to worry about this, because it will not harm you. After four hours, the black shadows will disappear, and at that time you will become normal again."

After hearing Gui Qi's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and I also put my heart in my stomach.

Even so, I still pointed to the paper-cutter and said: Whoever wants to carry this thing, I won’t carry it anymore!

"That won't work. My paper soldiers will have a great effect in the future and will definitely not be thrown away. Otherwise, you three men will take turns to carry them, and each one will carry them for an hour," Gui Qi said with a chuckle.

It seems that this is the only way to go.

The only inconvenience is that although I know what causes it, the shadow on my body still has not disappeared, and it is still like someone pressing me on me. Not to mention walking, it even raising my feet has become a problem.

In this way, everyone can't move forward.

Gui Qi spread his hands and said: Since this is the case, then let's rest on the spot and continue to rush tomorrow morning.

I raised my hand and looked at the time and found that it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, so I can only do this so far.

After everyone set up camp, they began to prepare supper. Some of the remaining python meats at noon were still not finished, so they could be eaten after roasting them.

I crawled and ate when I was having a meal because I couldn't stand up at all.

After dinner, I asked Jiang Bo if the shadow on his back had disappeared. Jiang Bo glanced at me and shook his head.

But I feel that my body is obviously much lighter than before.

Now that he has entered the ghost road, no one knows whether there is any danger, so everyone is ready to take turns to watch, and Gui Qi also sent three or five paper soldiers to patrol.

Because I was injured, I went into the sleeping bag to rest very early.

I don’t know how long I slept, but in a trance I felt a pair of cold hands constantly stroking my back.

The hand was very thin and cold, like a dead person's hand.

I woke up immediately after this feeling. When I was about to turn over, I saw a figure pressing me down.

"Shh, it's me." When Wu Niang put her hand on my mouth, I could see clearly who this person was.
Chapter completed!