Chapter 340

I was also nervous. The Zhutian crossbow was too heavy. It was inconvenient to climb with it. I gave it to Ivan. I didn't take any Rune paper, cinnabar and rhinoceros horn powder with me. It was a bit tricky.

But I'm an anonymous disciple of the Bai family and half of Mr. Bai's descendants. How can I do nothing like this. I shook off my gloves, threw the ghost fixing needle to brother donkey and shouted, "show me the position." I bit my finger in the palm of the other hand and drew a Rune of palm thunder.

This palm thunder is made by borrowing people's strength and cooperating with the mantra of truth. It can be said that it is already shirtless and desperate when it is used without any magic tools in hand.

After the painting, the blood had frozen into small ice in my palm, and the position of the ghost fixing needle was getting closer and closer. I stamped my feet hard, shouted after reading the truth and hit the palm thunder out.

I used this set of methods to deal with fierce ghosts almost for the first time. Unexpectedly, the effect was good. There was a hissing sound in the air, and the ghost fixing needle began to rotate disorderly again, indicating that the fierce ghosts in front of me had been beaten back a little, but they had not completely escaped.

"What's the situation?" the guy named SM didn't know what brother donkey and I were doing. He took a few steps back to check. As a result, he was grabbed by the fierce ghost. His charging clothes were torn apart. There were three more blood marks on his chest.

"Fuck, hide behind me and don't move," I scolded. At the same time, two palm thunder hit out to cover bell to pull the SM back.

"Shit, what the hell?" the bobcat scolded according to the wound on his chest.

"You're right, it's really a ghost," I said, cutting the wound of my finger with a military knife, letting the solidified place bleed again, and redrawing the rune in the palm.

"Is that ok?" the guy named bell thought it was blood. He dipped blood in the SM's wound and couldn't draw. He drew a few circles in the palm of his hand and wanted to learn from me. He was so angry that I wanted to kick him down.

"You need the blood of your middle finger and vitality," I explained. I cut his fingers with a knife and drew runes in the hearts of three people's hands, and finally beat the fetal ghost away.

When the three men dealt with the fetal ghost, SM wrapped up his wound, but he was almost frozen. The wind on the top of the mountain was too strong. Looking at the other two roads, they also beat back or killed the fetal ghost. Aqiao's gang released a few little ghosts. A ghost bit the ghost. The shovel stole the tomb all the year round. They were armed with a bright gossip mirror and a money sword, but Axi and others withdrew from the position when we dealt with the fetal ghost. They didn't know where they went.

"Hurry down, his temperature is too low. He's going to die," cried brother donkey. Bell gave me both his and SM's weapons. He carried SM on his back and pulled the rope down from the other side of the mountain. This side was slower than the cliff we climbed up, so he soon slid down. The other mercenaries came to meet them and covered SM with blankets, Light up the oil and gas stove to restore his temperature.

Ivan and the drunkard also handed the cold suit and backpack to me and donkey brother. Berkeley quickly led people through line a, cleaned up a circle on the ridge, and sent a "safe" signal back.

The first thing I did when I received the things from Ivan was to find out the Zhutian Kunlun crossbow. I thought that if I met those fetal ghosts again, I had to kill them. Otherwise, if I always use palm thunder, my vitality would be greatly damaged. It would be too uneconomical to get old before I get old.

"Is there a big loss?" I scanned my eyes. I was basically all the staff, except a cousin of ah Qiao, who splashed a lot of blood on his face. I don't know whether it was his own or someone else's.

Because the shovel is the main force of the mercenary team and the main skill direction of ah Xi, a few hands have been folded, but it is also in line with brother donkey's strategy of "weakening on both sides".

"Boss, they're running this way," a mercenary shouted to Berkeley, looking at the blood under the ground.

"Keep up, there's no time for them to try again," Berkeley shouted, and immediately several uninjured mercenaries began to pursue along the trace. We also followed, trying to kill all the other party's remaining dozen people.

However, the repeated successful defeating of ah Xi's ambush has made us feel light of the enemy. Facts have proved that this female drug lord who can shoot and summon ghosts is not so easy to deal with.

One vote of us is divided into three waves. There are seven or eight mercenaries in the front, Berkeley, Jason and shovel in the middle, and several of us in the back. The reason why we run slowly is not a physical problem, but the fisherman's psychology.

The three waves of people crossed the ridge one after another. We came to the west side of snake sea peak. The hillside on this side is connected with a snow capped valley surrounded by clouds. We don't know how deep it is down. The snow sealed Valley is sandwiched between the snake sea peak and the Wei peak. It is like a huge stemless water cup, closing down sharply, leading to a land that has not been touched for thousands of years.

There was a lot of snow on the ground on this side, so it was very difficult to run, but the snow also gave us a clearer guide to the enemy's escape direction. However, after chasing the footprints for a few minutes, we were surprised to see ah Xi and others carrying weapons one after another, taking out foot skis and holding ski poles behind a stone protruding from the snow surface, putting them on their feet and supporting them with ski poles, It slid down the mountain at a high speed.

Several quick thinking guys changed their faces after seeing this situation. They were not worried about whether they could catch up. Since the other party thought of leaving fast skiing tools here, it must be more than just trying to get rid of us.

Sure enough, ah Xi, the last one to start sliding, took out a remote control from her pocket, stretched the antenna in our direction, pressed the switch, and then threw the remote control, turned around and flew to the bottom of the valley.

Just when we thought we would be blown up, the sound of explosion came over our heads. When we looked up, high snow columns were blown up on the mountains on both sides. Everyone's face was as ugly as death. We all understood one thing. The snow under our feet was thin. They were not sure that they would blow us all up at once, so they used the way of triggering an avalanche, The method is the same as that of mercenaries a few days ago.

The snow on both mountains was shaken down, and the explosives arranged were also very skilled. The explosions were first and then. The snow several meters thick above had been pressed very solid. After the earthquake was loosened, large pieces rolled down, splashing flying snow and fog down the road, which was as vast and amazing as a white mountain torrent. And the three of us add up to dozens of people. In front of the White Flood, we are like dozens of small black spots, which are not proportional at all.

Originally, they formed a temporary team. The three groups of people with evil ideas immediately got confused and pulled their companions down one after another, because it is too late to turn back now. They will be photographed alive by the oncoming snow, run down the slope and find a big tree or rock to hide behind, maybe there is still a glimmer of vitality.

During the rush, some people scolded their mother, some begged God, and a mercenary shouted, "retribution, it's coming so soon." I don't know whether he meant that the thunder dealt with us a few days ago or something else,

"Shit, I've met two avalanches in half a month. The boss remembers to give me a raise." the drunkard shouted to me as he ran wildly.

"Next time I'll never come to such a ghost place again, and I won't kill him," Ivan shouted.

Among us, only brother donkey and I managed to keep in touch and calm. The climbing rope used in rock climbing was still on his back. At the moment, it was pulled out and threw one end to me: "take it, spread out and run, let everyone grab the rope". Several people on the mercenary side reacted and made the same action.

I took the rope and ran separately with brother donkey. At the same time, Ivan, drunkard, Aqiao and others grabbed the rope one after another. Brother donkey shouted desperately and asked them to hang the mountaineering buckle on it.

The whole process is a race with the God of death. The God of death here is not an abstract metaphor, but a large amount of snow rushing down above us like a white beast.

The speed of the two legs was faster than the skiing tools of ah Xi and others, and faster than the avalanche roaring behind. In almost two minutes, the wave formed by the avalanche was at the end, and several fist sized snow blocks hit me. Immediately after me, I felt a "Hoo", and something like a snow wall knocked me down on the snow from behind, Then he wrapped me and rolled down the mountain.

This is an avalanche on a high hillside. It is different from the last one in a narrow ditch. Like the tide, countless snow is climbing and sliding down with us who have been defeated. Sometimes I am completely submerged by snow, and sometimes I can roll up to catch my breath. The whole world switches between light and dark gray, and I don't know whether I was hit by snow, It's still the wind. It keeps ringing. Like a teddy bear thrown into the washing machine, I couldn't tell the East, West, North and South in the whirling world. My head began to hurt violently. The only thing I could feel was that my speed was getting faster and faster.

The only thing I can do, or that is to say, the only thing many people who are wrapped in avalanches and slide into the valley can do, is to hold on to the rope in their hands and pray desperately in their hearts. As for those who don't come and grasp the rope, or those who don't realize and adopt this method of survival in time, they basically don't have to think about it. They must die.

This kind of natural disaster occurs on such a steep slope with a large drop. It can be said that the probability of a single life is very small. The biggest possibility is to be buried alive by dozens of tons of snow, or to break a bone or neck in the process of falling at a high speed. Even if these do not happen, the pressure changes sharply with a drop of several kilometers, and the body can't adapt to it in a short time, It will induce drastic changes in blood pressure and nine out of ten will die of cerebral vascular burst

Acute reaction.

The only hope we can survive is the rope in our hands and a horizontal line drawn by more than a dozen people. If the rope is hung on a rock or tree in the process of falling, we may escape a lot of snow and die.

I clenched my teeth and tried my best to endure the vomit caused by the imbalance of my body. I thought to myself, "shit, if I die this time, it means that the evil spirit of Gu mother has not arrived. If I can live in such a disaster, it means that God will kill her."