Daomu Biji Chapter 99: Escape

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Both faces were burning with pain, this was my first instinct.

But when he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Fatty.

At this time, the fat man's eyes were wide open, his nose had flowed over his lips, and his face was covered with mud. He was kneeling on the ground with one leg, pressing my chest with one hand, and slapping my mouth very hard with the other hand. I could even feel that the corners of my already chapped mouth were bleeding.

If others don't know the inside story, they must think that I owe him a lot of money.

Coughing, a life-threatening cough, the pungent smell of sulfur made it impossible for me to get up.

This is Fatty. A slim and graceful little nurse knows that what I need most at this time is fresh air.

The fat man was stunned when I opened my eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.

Immediately, he raised his right sleeve, wiped the snot that had flowed across his lips in front of his mouth, and sat down on the ground, with a silly smile on his face.

As for me, I sat up straight with a cough. Only then did I realize that my waist below was still buried in the dirt, and the dirt above my head was still falling. It was just not the same as before. An equal magnitude.

The roaring in my ears was even more intense, and I even felt a shaking feeling at the same time. Maybe this was my misunderstanding.

The fat man's face suddenly turned cold. He didn't care about my body that had not yet recovered. He ran behind me in two steps, lifted my armpits with his hands and dragged me out.

At this moment, I noticed that the nails on the fat man’s hands had fallen off, leaving behind a blood-curdling mixture of tender flesh and dirt.

There was a stir in my heart, and of course I knew why this was happening.

Only now, not when I was talking, I kept kicking my legs and using my knees to push away the heavy pressure on my lower body. After a while, the fat man fell more than a meter behind me along with me.

At this moment, I realized that I had lost feeling in my legs.

I don’t know how long I was unconscious, but judging from Fatty’s injuries, it should be quite a long time.

At this moment, the fat man's clothes had been torn to pieces on his back, and there were many scratches on his face.

The most terrifying thing is his hands. I can't bear to think about what words can be used to describe them.

The fat man pulled me up from the ground. He suddenly realized that I had no ability to move at all, and then he directly put me on his back and ran towards the eighth floor of the stairs.

I wanted to take off the backpack behind me to reduce the weight, but the fat man held me very tightly, and I didn’t have the strength to do this at all.

Fortunately, my right hand is holding the Shariputra urn tightly, and I can’t even feel that I am holding it hard. It seems that the bones and muscles of my right hand have long been rigid, and I am doing what I have to do mechanically. things.

While I was looking at my hands, I suddenly lost my balance. It turned out that the fat man carrying me stumbled down the steps as if he was exhausted. We fell to the ground on the seventh floor together. This time, I can no longer hold the Buddha urn.

The Buddhist urn that fell to the ground has been opened, and a bright light shot out instantly. The light first passed through the body of the underworld snake that was close at hand, and then reflected on the surrounding walls without exception.

If a few hours ago, Fatty and I were frugally saving money and saving fireworks to admire the carvings on the wall, then now, even though it is as bright as day, we don't want to stay even half a step.

"Where are they two?" I shouted to the fat man, and the noise around me could be heard accompanied by the sound of wood crackling.

"I don't know, we have to leave quickly." The fat man gasped and stood up with difficulty.

"Innocent, hurry up and stop pretending to be a bitch. The fat man doesn't want to stay here with the ancestors of my little brother's family. He needs to rush out while they are helping us." The fat man shouted these words into my ear.

I am well aware of the seriousness of the situation. I never believe where my life will hang. I would have died long ago, but this time, I can’t help but not believe it.

What makes me even more unbelievable is that just when I felt a slight sensation on my legs, the head of the snake in front of the relic seemed to move.

Yes, I was definitely not wrong, because later its letter and the opportunity to prove to me that it was still alive.