Uncle Yu's voice just fell, and the two of us began to run to the roof.
And the old woman, "meowed" after us to the door, and then stopped.
I looked down before going upstairs.
I saw an old woman in a haunted house staring at me.
Standing motionless at the door, it seems that she can't get out ...
When we got to the top of the building, I glanced around in the bright moonlight.
The roof was made into a vegetable field by the residents here, some vegetables were planted, and some bamboo sticks were used as vegetable racks.
A sunshade was also built next to it, and some cardboard and plastic bottles were put in it.
But other than that, there's nothing around.
I can't even find a hiding place.
Uncle Yu and I have no way out.
But the Tiantaikou, however, kept coming in waves of foul smell, and the black fog visible to the naked eye came out.
Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost, is coming up.
"Uncle Yu, there is no way. I'll fight that thing, and you find a chance to escape. "
I opened my mouth hard.
Since I can't escape, I don't want to implicate Uncle Yu.
But Yu Shu frown way:
"Can't fail in the last step.
It's almost dawn.
Let's light a fire and see if we can delay a little longer. "
After that, Uncle Yu ran directly to the awning where the sundries were placed.
There are cardboard and plastic bottles, all put together.
Uncle Yu took out his lighter and went to the waste paper point.
I also helped by tearing down the bamboo sticks of the cooking rack and using them as combustibles.
Soon, a fire was lit.
The flame sizzled, and Uncle Yu and I were holding a burning plastic bottle.
In front of me was a pile of flames, which made Uncle Yu and I all red.
And the fishy smell is getting stronger and stronger.
At the same time listen to Yu Shu said:
"After the fifth watch, we will be safe.
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That thing is a drowning ghost.
Fire and water are incompatible.
We can't put out this fire, it's our last resort. "
Yu Shu reminded.
I nodded and added some bamboo sticks to the fire.
Just then, an evil wind came.
The fishy smell makes people sick.
Then, I saw a wet figure and walked out of the rooftop door.
It was none other than the drowning ghost Zhang Qiang who haunted me.
Hardly had he reached the rooftop when he stopped.
Look straight at us on this side of the fire.
His face is swollen again.
Eyes without god and Mu Na looked at me.
Just like tonight, when I first met him, it was exactly the same.
Uncle Yu and I were nervous, but we didn't speak or move.
After a few seconds, zhang qiang, a face of wooden, faint said to me:
"Jiang Ning, it's time to hit the road, and the teacher has urged it again."
There is no emotion in the voice, but it makes my heart resonate.
"Lao tze a big living, who is on the road with you? Fuck you, you're paralyzed. "
I mercilessly denounced.
If I go with him, I will die?
Zhang Qiang saw that I didn't move, and step by step came along.
Tiptoe, weird posture.
As he walked all the way, he found water stains all over the floor.
Finally, he stopped in front of us, about two meters away.
Fire mapping in zhang qiang's face, seem strange, but also no shadow.
When he saw the fire, his body seemed to be melting, and he kept dripping water stains.
After a while, there was a pool of water on the ground.
He stood there, like the living through the flame, and took a deep breath.
I feel cold, and my insides are going to be sucked out by him.
Uncle Yu still holds the leading kitchen knife and stands in front of me.
Then, he took a deep breath.
Flames are "poop-poop" floating towards him, and his stomach and cheeks suddenly swell up at the moment he inhales, becoming particularly big and like a bullfrog.
Seeing this, I instantly guessed what he wanted to do.
He wants to blow out the flame in front of us.
I quickly said:
"Uncle Yu, this grandson wants to blow out the fire in front of us."
When Yu Shu saw it, he smashed the burning plastic bottle in his hand.
Even at the moment when the flame was about to come into contact with Zhang Qiang, he suddenly opened his mouth.
The mouth was wide open, and it looked particularly exaggerated.
You can put the weight in ...
Then "HuHuHu ..." Blow into the flame in front of us.
The plastic bottle smashed by Uncle Yu was blown back directly.
It's as cold as the cold wind in December.
The fire in front of us was also "poop-poop", and more than half of it was directly extinguished.
If Zhang Qiang blows out the fire, we can rely on nothing.
Uncle Yu's face sank, biting the tip of his tongue, and one mouthful blood sprayed on the leading kitchen knife in his hand.
Also said to me:
"Xiao Jiang, I'll drag him and you run."
Say that finish, Yu Shu didn't wait for my answer.
Picked up a bloody kitchen knife and chopped at Zhang Qiang with one knife.
This time, Zhang Qiang didn't stand still.
But quickly dodge to avoid being cut by a bloody kitchen knife.
Yu Shu closed on empty air, and was also slapped with a paw by Zhang Qiang.
"Uncle Yu!"
I let out a cry of panic.
"Run!"
Yu Shu spoke again, suddenly got up and continued to fight with Zhang Qiang.
Uncle Yu did this to save me, a complete stranger.
How can I repay such kindness?
Moreover, the most important thing is that Uncle Yu is just a dirty cook and a dirty cook.
Obviously, it is not a fighting type, nor is it a big Taoist who exorcises demons.
Look, it is no match for Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost.
Moreover, Zhang Qiang, the drowned ghost, is dying under Uncle Yu.
If I really run away, Uncle Yu will definitely not have a good result and may even die.
I am not a heartless person, nor should I be selfish enough to leave my uncle who fought for my life.
I stopped running, grabbed a bamboo pole, followed Uncle Yu's example, and bit the tip of my tongue vigorously.
That really hurts.
I only felt a warmth, which soon filled my mouth.
I pointed at the bamboo pole in my hand and just spit it out.
"poof!"
Bright red blood stained the bamboo pole.
I also red eye, cursed:
"Uncle Yu, let me help you!"
Raise the bamboo pole and rush to help.
On Zhang Qiang's back, it is a fierce stab.
But this time, it was empty, but it solved the pressure of Yu Shu.
Uncle Yu saw that I didn't escape, but also learned to help with a red bamboo pole stained with blood on the tip of his tongue, and even smiled at me.
Then said:
"Your boy is affectionate. Since you don't hide, we will join hands to fuck him."
"good!"
I screwed up the bamboo pole and slammed it at Zhang Qiang.
But he's fast and weird.
This time, it was empty again.
When Zhang Qiang appeared, he was already wooden beside me and stretched out his hand to pinch my neck.
Uncle Yu came up with a knife.
Zhang qiang, I turned around, backhand is a paw.
1 of "bang", shot Yu Shu in the chest.
Uncle Yu flew out on the spot and smashed into a vegetable field not far away.
"Damn it!"
I gave a back channel, and another bamboo pole stabbed me.
But he was faster and grabbed my neck with one hand.
The icy feeling made my neck ache, and my whole body strength was drained by half.
The bamboo pole in his hand fell to the ground directly.
But he didn't break my neck.
Instead, he pinched me and dragged me to a big water tank on the edge of the vegetable field.
No matter how hard I struggle, I can't get rid of it.
Finally, zhang qiang, holding my neck, faint said:
"On the road ..."
Say that finish, a put my head, in the water tank.
He is a drowning ghost. If he wants me to be body double, he must also want to drown me.
At this critical juncture, Uncle Yu suddenly jumped up from behind.
With one knife, he cut off half a face of Zhang Qiang and cut it on his arm.
Wooden Zhang Qiang, this moment finally let out a scream.
The hand that grabbed me was also released.
Wait till I stick my head out of the water tank.
It was found that Zhang Qiang showed the cut face and could see the meat, but there was no blood.
With one hand around Uncle Yu's neck, he pushed Uncle Yu to the edge of the rooftop.
Half of the body has been suspended, is about to be pushed off the roof ...