Chapter two hundred and seventy-two fishermen profit
When Sun Gaohao saw Chen Shou coming out alone, he couldn't help but say, "He killed all nine people by himself? Does he have so many bullets?"
Zhang Rui said: "The hunting rifle only has three bullets, but the damage range is wide. As soon as those people rushed over and Chen Shou shot randomly, they could even be shot into sieves."
"Let's go?" Sun Gaohao was a little excited, with a villain's face looking like a successful villain.
Zhang Rui nodded and was about to rush out of the grass, but Yan Ning hurriedly stretched out his hand: "Someone is coming out!"
Zhang Rui and Sun Gaohao were startled, and hurriedly squatted down and looked at it. Sure enough, Chen Shou laughed outside the cave, and there was a figure quietly walking out of the cave, but Chen Shou did not notice it.
The faint fire finally illuminated the figure. Yan Ning was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, the ugly woman who survived was the ugly woman. She only saw the bleeding on her body. If she could not receive treatment, she would probably not be far from death.
At this time, she was holding the machete of her accomplice and approaching Chen Shou step by step. Chen Shou was still immersed in the pleasure of killing, and was completely unaware of the cold light emitted from the machete behind him.
"Go to die!"
The ugly woman walked behind Chen Shou, raised her machete high, and slashed Chen Shou's neck with one knife. Chen Shou's eyes widened, turned around with difficulty, and made a vague sound from his mouth:
"you--"
Puchi-
The ugly woman looked vicious and pulled the machete off Chen Shou's neck. She was about to make up for a few slaps, but Chen Shou actually struggled to raise the hunting rifle and shot the ugly woman in the chest!
Bang--
As the gunshots, the ugly woman's vicious expression stiffens on her face. The machete held high did not fall. It was her body that fell, and the machete hit the stone and sparks were sparked.
"It's over?" Sun Gaohao said blankly.
"It's over." Zhang Rui replied.
Yan Ning was also a little overwhelmed. It was originally a fierce battle of three to ten, but now it turned out that ten of them killed each other?
"Chen Shou is going to die, let's go and take a look." Yan Ning finally stood up and walked towards the cave.
Zhang Rui and Sun Gaohao also followed Yan Ning. Sun Gaohao looked at the hunting rifle in Chen Shou's hand and his eyes shone.
When Yan Ning walked to Chen Shou, Chen Shou sat on the ground, covering the wound on his neck with both hands. Yan Ning glanced at him. His neck had been cut off and injured his spine. It was basically impossible to survive.
When Chen Shou saw Yan Ning and the other two suddenly appear, a hint of unwilling hatred flashed through his blood-red eyes, but the gaze quickly became blurred, and his pupils gradually dissipated, and he died like this with a large stone.
Chen Shou and the ugly woman were all resentful and vicious on their faces until they died.
"Damn, is this dead?" Sun Gaohao kicked Chen Shou's body.
He also wanted to ask Chen Shou where their guns and knives came from.
Yan Ning teased: "They are unwilling to accept their deaths, and they will definitely turn into evil ghosts after death. Sun Gaohao, you are insulting the corpse now. When they become evil ghosts, they will be the first to ask for your life."
When Sun Gaohao heard this, he hurriedly took back his feet, and then he felt that Yan Ning's words were very ridiculous: "Where are so many ghosts in this world? Why didn't I see you when I grow up so old?"
Zhang Rui looked at Yan Ning with an inexplicable look.
Yan Ning was too lazy to explain to Sun Gaohao that not everyone would turn into ghosts after death. Most people were seduced by ghosts before their souls formed after death. Moreover, ghosts were afraid of evil people. Ordinary ghosts dare not get close to people like Sun Gaohao.
Quite awkward...ghost...
Yan Ning, who should have walked into the cave, suddenly stopped.
He thought of a very terrifying thing, something he had been ignoring before: How could there be no ghosts in this Juehai Prison?
Juehai Prison has a history of three hundred years. There are at least tens of thousands of prisoners in the prison, but where did their souls go after these people die?
After Yan Ning entered Juehai Prison, he did not feel any yin energy. Apart from the yin energy in Feng Shui, there was no yin energy on any ghost.
As a place where people die every day, but without ghosts, it is really unreasonable.
Yan Ning glanced at Chen Shou who had just died. He squatted down and reached out to the back of his head with his hand. He found that some purple palaces on the back of his head were actually sunken deeply, which was a phenomenon that only the body of the soul was pulled away.
The human soul was stored in the "Purple Mansion" during his lifetime. This purple mansion is located in the human brain. Since ancient times, Li Shizhen said that "the brain is the home of the soul".
When Yan Ning touched the slightest point, his fingers seemed to be electrocuted: Chen Shou died, but he lost his soul under Yan Ning's nose.
What the hell is going on!
When Zhang Rui saw Yan Ning's reaction abnormally, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Ning hesitated for a moment, feeling that it was too early to tell the truth, so he could only shake his head and say, "It's nothing. When he touched his body just now, the body moved and scared me."
Zhang Rui said oh, and did not ask again. There was a gap between the bones of the dead person. It was normal for a corpse jumping reaction to occur by chance. When Zhang Rui was a corpse burner, he often needed to use a wooden stick to press the corpse while burning the corpse, otherwise the corpse would suddenly sit up in the flames...
Sun Gaohao was already holding the machete of an ugly woman in his hand and said happily: "Damn, with this thing, who am I afraid of?"
Sun Gaohao is also self-aware. Yan Ning and Zhang Rui will never give him the hunting rifle. He might as well settle for the second best and get the machete first. Zhang Rui, who gets the hunting rifle, will not say anything more.
It doesn't matter to Yan Ning, he doesn't need this machete at all.
Zhang Rui picked up the hunting rifle in Chen Shou's hand and looked at Yan Ning. Yan Ning waved his hand on his own initiative and said that he didn't want it.
"All weapons are used by three people, no one can take them all by themselves." Zhang Rui said.
Sun Gaohao nodded disdainfully. Anyway, the machete is in his hands now, so it will definitely not be that easy for Zhang Rui to hand it over by then.
"You guys watch outside first, I'll go in and see the situation." Yan Ning said.
"Be careful." Zhang Rui walked to Yan Ning and quietly placed the dagger in Yan Ning's hand. Yan Ning hid it in his sleeve quietly, nodded and turned to walk towards the cave.
The cave was pitch black. Yan Ning picked out a burning wood from the bonfire and walked into the cave. After walking a few meters, Yan Ning felt a smell of bloody nose. He frowned and saw the corpse lying on the ground just a few meters ahead.
"Save...save me..."
Chapter completed!