C133 phagocytosis

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Seemingly to verify the Mr. Zhao's words, I heard that the knocking sound became more and more intense. It was as if someone's heart was thumping hard when they were extremely angry.

At this time, not only was Mr. Zhao's face pale, I was also a little afraid. As for Ma Ke and Teacher Zhou, they couldn't even stand properly.

Mr. Zhao forced a smile at them, and said: "Don't worry. Even if his real body were to wake up, it would still be fine. There must be a reason why even though he had stayed in the painting for so many years, he still hasn't come out. If we kill his projection, he would be angered and force his way here, which in fact would cause quite a bit of harm to himself. "

I said, "What are you trying to say?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "What I mean is, even if he comes out, it won't be for long. Furthermore, we can't leave that painting too far away, as long as we leave this damned place, he won't chase us to the mortal realm."

I said, "The question is, how the hell do we get out of here?"

The few of us looked at each other, not knowing where to go. The sound of the heartbeat was getting closer and closer, causing everyone's hands and feet to go numb.

Ma Ke and Teacher Zhou suddenly supported each other and ran in the same direction.

Surprised and delighted, I shouted at them, "Is that the way out?"

As Ma Ke ran, he turned his head and said, "I don't know. But I don't want to stand there and wait for death. "

Mr. Zhao and I felt that what he said made a lot of sense, so we ran after him.

After we ran for a while and were drenched in sweat from exhaustion, I said to Mr. Zhao, "If we don't run, I would rather die with dignity."

Mr. Zhao also nodded and said, "Yes, I think so too."

At that moment, I heard a clatter and came at us with great speed.

My heart sank. Coming?

I took out the dagger and said to Mr. Zhao, "Do you think that adding the two of us together will be enough to kill him?"

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath and said, "Whether or not it's possible, we have to try. Let's fight to the death. What if there's a chance of survival? "

Soon, I saw a group of white shadows rushing towards us like a bolt of lightning. I nervously hold the dagger. Due to the cold sweat on my palm, the dagger slipped a little.

I wiped my hands on my clothes and gripped it again. At this moment, the white shadow had already arrived.

When I saw its true face, I was suddenly relieved. This was not the real body in the painting, but a paper horse.

The horse seemed to know me, and stopped when it reached us. Then he tilted his head and looked at me.

It showed that look again, like a living person looking at you.

Mr. Zhao was surprised. He walked to the side of the horse and stroked its mane.

The horse nodded.

Mr. Zhao said, "Do you know the way out? "Take us out, and I'll help you get out."

The horse nodded and walked slowly in front of us, as if to show us the way.

I whispered to the Mr. Zhao, "What happened?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "There is a soul inside this horse. He couldn't get out, it was very painful. This time, you've come to us for help. "

I suddenly understood what the paper horse meant when it looked at me. It was a pleading look.

I looked at my finger. Previously, when I lost my physical body, my soul was bitten by a paper horse. Now that I found my body, the wound was gone, but I still felt a little pain.

Mr. Zhao asked me: "What's wrong?"

I whispered, "I came with the horse. He bit my hand and blood dripped onto it. It won't harm me, will it?"

Mr. Zhao laughed: "Don't worry, it is only leaving a mark so that we won't be unable to find you. Isn't it being used now? "

I nodded.

Ma Ke turned around and said to us with a bitter face: "Big brother, you guys are too calm. It's already so late, and you're still in the mood to chat? Can you make this horse go faster? I feel that thing is about to catch up to us. "

In fact, Ma Ke was right. The heartbeat became louder and louder, as if it was ringing right beside our ears. I felt that my real body was right in our vicinity.

Mr. Zhao looked at the horse and said, "How can we make it move faster? "With a whip?"

Ma Ke let out a dry laugh: "Of course not, you pissed this Grandpa Ma off, he kicked his leg and ran, aren't we done for?"

Then he walked over to the horse, clasped his hands, and bowed as he walked.

The horse glanced at him but did not say anything. It continued to walk forward at a leisurely pace.

At this moment, I suddenly felt empty behind me, as if something was missing.

I looked back. It was still dark behind me, nothing special.

I turned around, and suddenly there was nothing behind me. I couldn't help looking back.

At this time, Mr. Zhao also felt that something was wrong, "Eldest Nephew, don't you think that someone is following us?"

I said, "It doesn't seem to be just following them. I feel like something has been devoured. "

As I said this, the feeling came back. This time, I clearly saw that the yellow soil behind us had mysteriously disappeared.

Although this place was pitch black, he could still see everything within a short distance. The current situation was as if the darkness was expanding, drowning out the soil beneath his feet.

Mr. Zhao took off his jacket and casually threw it behind him. This time, I could clearly see that half of the coat had disappeared, while the other half of the coat fell to the ground with a soft thud. But not even a second after landing, this half was gone.

Mr. Zhao and I looked at each other, and practically shouted out, "Quickly run!"

There was definitely something behind him. It was most likely his real body. It did not appear, but it was devouring something. Both the soil and the clothes have all disappeared. I am sure that even if it is us, as long as we are caught by him, we will be swallowed as well.

Ma Ke and Teacher Zhou did not know what happened. Although they were anxious, they were not as scared as us. They even asked, "Why did they suddenly start running?"

The Mr. Zhao didn't even have time to reply as he ran to the back of the horse and slapped it hard on the butt, "Run!"

The horse whinnied and began to run.

It's so fast that even if we chase it with all our might, we'll still be able to get further and further away from it. Fortunately, it's very conspicuous in this darkness, even if there's only a white dot left to point us in the right direction.

Ma Ke panted as he ran, and complained to Mr. Zhao: "Why did you suddenly hit your horse? Can't you tell me in advance next time? If I ride on it, I won't be as tired as a dog. "

Mr. Zhao rolled his eyes as he was still too lazy to respond to him.

On the way, we ran into a group of yellow-haired people. They were looking at the direction the horse disappeared in with suspicion. They asked us from afar, "Did you see a horse just now?"

I shouted, "Follow if you don't want to die. If you fall out of the party, you'll lose your life. "

The yellow hair group did not seem to be doing anything proper, but none of them were stupid. They knew that Mr. Zhao and I understood ghosts and gods, and we were all running for our lives, so they had no choice but to do so.

The blonde quickly joined us. These young men had good stamina, talking as they ran.

I heard that their words didn't sound polite at all, so I directly called Teacher Zhou 'bootlick' Zhou '.

Teacher Zhou had a good temper, so he did not bother with them. Perhaps he was too focused on escaping that he did not even bother to speak.

After running for a while, we heard the Mr. Zhao say, "Oh no, the horse is gone."

When I looked up, there was only darkness ahead of me. The white shadow had long since disappeared.

I said in despair, "What should I do?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Let's go forward first."

The yellow-hair was also a bit tired from running, so he asked us, "Everyone, just who are we hiding from? Can you tell us? "

Before he could finish, I saw the darkness behind me expand again. I called out, "Be careful."

I tugged at Yellowfur. Yellow-hair almost fell to the ground with a scream.

I saw that the clothes on his back were gone. The Mr. Zhao checked him and said: "It's fine, luckily my Eldest Nephew dragged it in time, just that it was missing a layer of skin."

The yellow-hair grimaced in pain, cursing loudly.

When I heard this, I became annoyed and said to yellow-hair, "Isn't it just a layer less? Do you have to keep cursing? "

The yellow-hair said, "You don't know, I just had a Bodhisattva tattooed on the back. Now, it's all gone."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand: "Hurry up and go, if the thing behind you catches up, even Bodhisattva won't be able to save you."

We ran like a swarm of bees. After running for an unknown length of time, a shadow appeared in front of them. I looked up and saw a village.

The village was strange. The yards were not connected together, but independent of each other. In the middle of these courtyards was a small temple …

I slowed down my pace and looked at the little village in despair. "Second uncle, we're back."

Mr. Zhao's face was also a little ugly as he muttered, "What do you mean by 'paper horse'? Why did you lead us to our real home? Isn't this asking us to die? "

Ma Ke suddenly said: "That's not right, we have never been here before. Look, all the grass here is complete."

I looked down, didn't I? There were no signs of trampling on the dead grass here. It was different from the villages we had been to before.

Meanwhile, the other courtyards in the village had begun to disappear. The real body was like a huge invisible mouth that began to swallow everything in its path. As it drew closer and closer, it surrounded us from all sides. Even if we wanted to escape from the village, we would not be able to do so.

Mr. Zhao bent down to look at the ground for a while, then said: "We should be entering the small temple now, let's go in too."

At this point, there was no other choice, so we could only nod in agreement. Now, the real body has completely trapped us. If there is no way out from the temple, we will have to wait for death.

Mr. Zhao stood in the middle of the room, pointing to the dust on the ground, he said, "Look, there are hoof prints here too. This meant that the paper horse had indeed arrived at the edge of the temple. But it's gone, which means there's a way out of this place. "

Before he could finish, the door to the temple disappeared.

I said anxiously, "Where is the exit? Tell us quickly. "

Mr. Zhao said, "Don't be in such a hurry. This little temple seems to be extraordinary.

Then the windows of the little temple disappeared. The great shadow poured in through the door and through the window. Wherever it went, it disappeared.