The Evil Prince and his Precious Wife: The Sly Lady

The mountain near Yongfu Town is called Vientiane Mountain. It is named after the group of mountains like Vientiane. The mountain is shaded by trees, the grass is everywhere, and the scenery is extremely pleasant. The trail that the two passed in parallel.

The young men walked along the path, and somehow they felt that they had reached a small hillside, where a piece of superb herbal medicine grew on the hillside, and the old man headed at it looked, but there was no slight joy, and his face was dignified: This is where A Qing was bitten to death, be careful about size! "

"Yes!" The eyes of the young men also became dignified in an instant, holding wooden sticks, machetes, sickles, carefully looked around, quietly around, no signs of zombies, but a sharp-eyed man saw the hillside A few larger footprints are printed on the left side of the: "Willn't that be the footprints of zombies?"

The elderly headed up stepped forward, looked closely at the footprints, and looked at it: "It is very possible!" Looking around, I saw flowers and trees planted around the hillside. A low voice said: "There is no lair here, the zombie does not live here, it should have broken into here and killed A Qing, and then left here again, we look for our footprints, we should be able to find it."

"Yes!" The young men nodded, squeezed the arms in their hands, followed the big footprints, and walked cautiously forward, and somehow felt that they came to a small river running through the north and south, about four or five meters wide The river was covered with reeds and water plants, and the footprints of zombies disappeared by the river ...

The zombies must have crossed the river ...

The young men thought to themselves that they were about to step into the river, and the elderly hurriedly stopped them: "Wait, don't go into the water."

"Why?" The young men paused and looked at the old man inexplicably. The zombies crossed the river. Why are they so good?

"Because we don't yet know the depth of this small river!" In case this small river doesn't reach the bottom, they stepped on it, but they would die.

You know, zombies are dead, and they are not afraid of entering the water, but they are living big people, and they will not swim. When they enter the deep water area, it is a dead end ...

The old man whispered, in the eyes of the young men suddenly realized, stepped forward, looking at the water surface of four or five meters wide, Shen Sheng commanded: "Take a stick to try the depth of the puddle first."

"Yes!" The young men took their orders, leaned over and inserted the wooden sticks in their hands into the stream. The two long wooden sticks were only half inserted, and they could not be pressed anymore, young men A happy face said, "Uncle, this little river is less than one meter deep ..."

The old man glanced at several other young men, and they saw the depth of the puddle they tested was less than one meter. The old man's heart suspended slightly: "Go over the water, be careful."

"Yes." The young men responded with a grin, and went into the water in twos and threes, and walked forward with a smile, without seeing a big blue hand reaching out from the dense reeds by the small river, grabbing and walking The last man dragged his shoulders deep into the reeds ...

The cold touch came from his shoulders, and the thick muddy breath spurted from behind him. The man was frightened, struggling violently, and exclaimed: "Ah ... Help ... Help!"