"Ahh

At sunset, Fang Qiming leaned against the wall, squatting in front of the temple, smoking a cigarette.

His face was pale, his eyes were sunken, and his expression was extremely sluggish. A pair of legs are trembling, and the fingers holding the cigarette in their right hand are also trembling.

And on his buttocks, the heart-rending pain made him frown from time to time, and his face twitched.

After an afternoon, he felt like a waste now!

"Ahh

Tang Wenbo squatted aside, holding a cigarette in his mouth, swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

His eye sockets were also deep-set, and his face was as white as paper.

Smoking a cigarette, he was in a trance, confused, and the whole person was about to float.

This fluttering sensation seems to have alleviated the pain in the buttocks.

However, with a slight movement, the pain suddenly became intense, and the feeling was like being pressed by an old black man for three days and three nights, and the feeling was heartbreaking.

He finally realized again, what is called chrysanthemum remnants, full of wounds.

Next to the two of them, a group of people lined up, one by one, spitting out clouds and mist, so sad that they couldn't do it.

"Damn, that kid, why is your luck so good!"

Fang Qiming scolded indignantly.

It was a seamless plan, but in the end, it was planted on the dead old man, and he hurt himself.

"That boy, evil!"

One sighed.

"It's just too evil!" chimed in.

"Evil fart!I don't believe in this evil!" Fang Qiming stood up abruptly, threw the cigarette butt heavily, and looked angry.

But the next moment, he was oops, holding the chrysanthemum, and his face twitched in pain.

"Damn, it's all that stinky boy who harmed him, if it weren't for him, how could we be so miserable!" Fang Qiming said hatefully.

"You all cheer me up, it's just a failure in the first round, we still have a backup plan, go, this time we must kill that kid. ”

At that moment, he limped and walked forward.

Tang Bowen and the others looked at each other and followed.

The postures of the group were all extremely strange, which caused a lot of surprised eyes.

Plan 2: Destroy the kid's tent and splash the quilt and everything.

But as a result, Liu Da Meinu said shyly: "Tang Hao, why don't you sleep with me!" I live in a tent by myself, it's very empty, you can borrow a bed quilt again, that's fine." ”

They almost vomited blood.

Nima, they are fixing him, they are clearly helping him.

Especially Fang Qiming, his face twitched with anger, and the chrysanthemum almost collapsed again.

Plan three to release the snake and scare the kid to death.

But as a result, when the kid met the snake, he was not a little afraid, but showed excitement, yes, he was excited, and his eyes lit up.

As soon as he reached out, he grabbed the snake with thick wrists, and muttered: "Well, this snake is good, you can make a pot of snake soup!"

Then, under their shocked gaze, the boy took the snake and ran to the stream, and he didn't know where to take out a knife and slaughter the snake.

Then, I lit a bonfire, and from the backpack, I took out pots and pans one after another, as well as chopsticks, spoons, and all kinds of spices, and I was about to move a kitchen out.

One by one, their eyes were about to bulge.

What a joke!

So many things, under that little back package? This kid is not a jingle cat, how can he have such a magical skill?

Soon, an incredible aroma escaped, and when they smelled it, they all swallowed their saliva wildly, and they couldn't do it.

However, they could only look and watch the group of people drinking happily over there, and they could only crouch there silently, enduring the suffering of hunger.

On the chrysanthemums, the sharp pain from time to time made them miserable.

"I'm! I'm!"

Fang Qiming finally couldn't bear it anymore, his anger had reached the extreme.

"Stinky boy, don't blame me! You forced me! I'm going to use the last resort, hum! I didn't want to use it because it was too vicious, but now, I have to use it!"

He sneered.

Tang Bowen and the others on the side changed their faces in unison.

They had also heard of the method that the president had said, and it was said to be a very vicious thing.

"Huh, boy, just wait!"

Fang Qiming took the backpack beside him and took out a wooden box, in the box, there was a small wooden figure, and on top of the wooden man's head, a nail was nailed.

On the wooden figure, there is something like a ghost drawing.

Looking at this little wooden man, a group of people swallowed their saliva with difficulty, and their faces were a little worried.

This kind of strange thing is the easiest to make people feel scared, especially in this mountain.

Fang Qiming also hesitated for a long time.

This thing he asked for from an uncle, it is said to be something from the South Seas, and there is a ghost in it.

As long as you hold this wooden figure, you can control the ghost and let the ghost go up.

"Damn, what's there to be afraid of!" Fang Qiming muttered, emboldened.

They first returned to their tents, rested for a few hours, and when it was late at night, they slipped out and squatted in the woods near Liu Bingyao's tent.

Fang Qiming pulled out the nail, and saw a cloud of smoke gushing out of the little wooden figure, turning into a faint human shape.

Suddenly, a group of people were frightened and trembled.

Fang Qiming trembled the most, but he still tried his best to calm down and clenched the little wooden man.

The ghost seemed to sense his thoughts, turned around, and floated towards the tent.

"Hahaha! Stinky boy, you're done this time, see if I don't kill you!" Fang Qiming showed a look of ecstasy.

However, the ghost floated near the tent and suddenly stopped.

Then, with a sharp turn, a fierce look, he threw himself at them.

All of a sudden, they were all stunned.

The next moment, one by one's complexion changed greatly, and they were so frightened that their souls flew away.

"Oh my god!"

They screamed strangely, and they jumped up one after another, regardless of the chrysanthemum's injury, and used their strength to feed, and ran wildly.

Running and running, many people fell, and when they looked back, they couldn't help but cry for their fathers and mothers. Then, struggling to get up, he fled frantically.

They were completely frightened, and they only knew how to run and run, and they all scattered, deep into the barren mountains.

When they came to their senses, they couldn't find their way back.

I took out my phone, and there was no signal.

When he saw that the surroundings were black, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to walk around, so he shrank in one place, cold, hungry, and had to endure the pain of chrysanthemums.

In one place in the mountains, Fang Qiming and Tang Bowen shrank in a corner.

The two snuggled up to keep warm, but they were still so cold that their faces were blue and miserable.

"It's cold and hungry"

"Mom, I want to go home!" the voices of the two were already crying.