I really don't want to be a master

Chapter 167
Hearing the screams behind him, the bald fat man panicked and managed to climb up to the speed of a [-]-meter sprint in the kang cave.He climbed out of the kang hole and into the chimney, and he could see the sun again, but because he was too fat, his head got out and his body got stuck underneath.The chimney is really too narrow, not as wide as the kang hole, and it can barely accommodate the fat man's head. It is very difficult for him to get out from here.

The tall and thin man had climbed out of the chimney and fell to the ground with a grunt.He got up and stretched his hands and feet, pawing at the mouth of the chimney and was about to speak, when Hu Meng covered his mouth and said in a low voice: "Don't talk, you don't have spiritual protection, you will cause disaster if you speak. "

The tall and thin man immediately fell silent, lying on the chimney and looking down, he could vaguely see the head of the bald and fat man shaking constantly, as if he wanted to squeeze out of the kang hole.The bald and fat man struggled for a long time, barely squeezed out half of his shoulders, he was panting heavily, and his forehead was sweating profusely.But he couldn't get out no matter what, which really made him anxious.Hu Meng said that time is running out, and the time for the evil spirit to wake up is getting closer and closer. If you can't get out before then, but instead get stuck in this kang cave that can't see the sky and the ground, wouldn't you just have to wait? A way to die?

The bald and fat man gasped for a while, regained his strength, and was about to squeeze into the chimney with energy when he suddenly felt that someone was patting him from behind.He was already anxious, but now he found a place to vent, and immediately shouted: "Your grandma is a stick, why are you urging me? I am already working hard, and if you fucking urge me, everyone will be stuck here. "

At this time, Hu Mengqian reminded him not to speak and his scruples had long since been completely forgotten by the bald fat man. He was full of anxiety, anger and fear of evil spirits.After he finished shouting, there was silence behind him, and silence on the chimney.With a dignified expression, Hu Meng raised a finger to silence the tall and thin man. The tall and thin man nodded knowingly, and the two left the chimney step by step.

After the bald fat man cursed, he felt a little more at ease, and he started to squeeze into the chimney again, but at this moment, he felt another pat on the back.This is really plucking hairs from the tiger's mouth!He was furious and scolded angrily: "Which turtle is dying? Try patting me again? Did Ding Datou pat me? Have you eaten the guts of a leopard?"

The bald and fat man remembered very clearly that the person who climbed into the kang cave behind him should be Ding Datou, so who else could be the one who took pictures of him besides Ding Datou?But it was quiet behind him, there was no movement at all, even the "rustling" sound of people crawling in the kang cave disappeared without a trace.It seemed that there was no one else behind him, only the empty kang cave.

This weird silence made the bald fat man feel tight, and he couldn't help lowering his voice and said, "Ding Datou, if you are in a hurry, come over and give me a push. I don't blame you for taking pictures of me, don't worry, Come back to me quickly."

"..."

The kang cave, including the chimney, was quiet, as if everyone had disappeared.The bald and fat man suddenly trembled uncontrollably, because he thought of a more terrifying thing, even scarier than the inexplicable disappearance of people in the kang cave!
The kang hole is only so wide. When a bald and fat man crawls inside, his body almost fills the space, and the stove ash will naturally cover his whole body without any effort.He had been proud of this matter for a while before, but now he was terrified by it.His head got into the chimney, and his body blocked all the space between the kang hole and the chimney, and his back was tightly pressed against the hard soil on the kang.So, who is filming him?Where was he photographed?

Those pats on the back, whose hand was it?Who can reach out from his squeezed airtight kang hole to pat his back?Moreover, only the back was photographed, and there was no abnormal feeling in other parts of the body!If it was Ding Datou who patted him, Ding Datou's head was so big, otherwise he wouldn't have such a nickname. How could he be crowded in the same position in the kang cave with the bald fat man at the same time?

Since it's not Ding Datou, then...

The bald fat man thought of an extremely frightening possibility. He slowly retracted his hands, supported the bottom of the chimney, and pulled his head out.He lay motionless on the ground, inspecting the surroundings out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that the black ash on the bottom of the kang had turned blood red, and the places where his hands touched were sticky and seemed to be covered in blood.He shivered and reached out to touch his back. He felt cool on his back, as if there was something strange.

He found a hand.

This hand was slippery and cool, and it was gently patting his back, as if trying to shake off the dust on his body.

The bald fat man let out a scream, and yanked away the weird hand on his back. He slammed around like a headless chicken, but the space in the kang cave was too small for him to stand up at all, and he couldn't even bend his waist. Unable to do so, he climbed forward and could only get stuck in the chimney, with hard soil on both sides.He had no choice but to back up on the ground with his hands.

After he stepped back two or three meters, he finally looked up and saw the strange hand that slapped him clearly.That hand was drilled out of the wall of the kang, blue and black, with very long nails, covered with blood.Feeling the bald and fat man retreating, strange hands stretched out from the wall of the kang, and the arms connected to the hands seemed to be able to extend infinitely long.The hand was getting closer and closer to the bald fat man, he was sweating profusely, he couldn't help himself in fright, he tried his best to push back, trying to get out of the kang hole.

Even if you have to face the weird chair and the bloody mad dog when you go back, it's better than being frightened to death in this small space.The strange hand was getting longer and longer, and the blood stains on the nails became more and more conspicuous. The heartbeat of the bald fat man was so loud that he almost passed out, but he persisted.He retreated vigorously, and after retreating a corner, the strange hand stretched to the end, and then slowly retracted.

The bald fat man let out a long breath and collapsed on the ground, not even wiping the sweat off his head.He rested for a while, and suddenly felt sticky under his body. He stretched out his hand and touched some sticky liquid.He raised his hand and saw with the help of the faint reflection that it was covered with dark red plasma.He was taken aback, and hurriedly rubbed his hands against the wall. After rubbing a few times, his movements froze.

The Kang wall is obviously made of hard soil and masonry, why is it soft here?Just like human skin, dry and tender.Only then did the bald and fat man realize that before he knew it, he retreated to the place where he felt his back was wet before.It's just that when I passed here just now, there was only a small area that was soft. Why is there such a large area that is soft now?
He turned his face sideways, hoping to find something, he touched the soft, cold place on the wall, and suddenly touched a foot.He let go of his hand abruptly, and looked tremblingly at the place where he touched his feet. There were not only feet, but also hands, and a human face that was broken into several pieces and then spliced ​​together again.

The face was very familiar, it was the skinny brother of the bald fat man, but he had already been broken into many pieces and embedded into the wall one by one.The bald fat man yelled and stepped back suddenly. He couldn't take it anymore, he was going to collapse!He stepped back and shouted: "Young Master Meng, Wangcai, help me! Mom! Grandpa! Help me..."

A fishy smell wafted out, and the bald fat man no longer had the prestige of a big brother, and he was so frightened that he spit out urine.But his panic didn't help him in any way, the more panicked he was, the more mistakes he made in his busy schedule.He was in a hurry to get out of the kang hole, but his hands were inserted into the wall of the kang. The wall was made up of broken corpses, bones, human faces, etc. After his hands were inserted, they were firmly locked. It sucked and couldn't pull it out.

The bald and fat man suddenly raised his head in desperation, unexpectedly, his head broke through the soil on top of his head and got into the wall of the kang.The wall of the kang was actually hollow, and a blood-stained face was stuck to the wall, looking at him curiously.

"Ahhh!"

After a series of shrill screams, everything returned to calm.

　I didn't receive any letter from the station, that is to say - I ran naked next week, and the editor didn't give a recommendation for arrangement.If there is a recommendation, the results are so poor. If there is no recommendation, it can be imagined.After subscribing so little, I still can’t earn a can of milk powder for a month, and all of a sudden, I have no motivation, alas.

　　Well, I’m done crying poorly. Although the above is reality, it’s certainly not my true state of mind...

　　The old lady is poor and determined, and works hard every day. If it weren't for the fact that the two sons have to take care of it, there are too many trivial matters, and she can't wait for [-] words a day!I still beg for everyone's support, subscription, reward, recommendation, collection, everything, anyone who comes is welcome!Dameng told me that many readers like him only care about reading books, and the recommendation votes are all bad.I cry, you don't want it, I want it.Subscribe, recommend, reward, bookmark, come to my bowl soon!

　　
　
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