Chapter 267 (1/2)
The monster threw the short feather arrow on the ground and came to Gu Xinglang. It was not fast, but the goal was clear.
As soon as Xiaozhuang saw that the monster was coming straight to his son-in-law, he was anxious. He bent down and stretched out his hand, and wanted to run with Gu Xinglang on his back.
Gu Xinglang just gritted his teeth and took another short feather arrow out of the arrow bag.
Xiaozhuang shouted anxiously, ”son-in-law, the arrow is useless to him!”
Gu Xinglang said, ”don't panic, we can't escape.”
Xiaozhuang takes a look at the monster closer and closer to them. The Yamen soldiers standing next to him and Gu Xinglang retreat one after another. Xiaozhuang's hand holding the knife is blue and ready to work hard.
Gu Xinglang waved to a Yamen with a torch.
The Yamen came to Gu Xinglang with trembling legs. Seeing the monster coming here, the Yamen felt that he dared to come to Gu Xinglang at this time and really died.
Gu Xinglang put the arrow on the torch and lit the fire. The arrow still shot at the monster's left eye.
The light of fire made the monster afraid and stopped.
Gu Xinglang shot this arrow into the eye socket of the monster falling insects on the ground.
”Set fire to this damn thing!” Xiao Zhuang shouted aside.
After seeing the monster hit the arrow this time, the Yamen soldiers stood still and heard Xiaozhuang's cry. They all imitated Gu Xinglang's appearance, lit the arrow and shot at the monster.
Gu Xinglang sat upright on the recliner. At this time, there was no tension in Gu sanshao's face.
Holding a sabre in his hand, Xiao Zhuang stared at the monster only a few meters away from him and Gu Xinglang.
The monster caught fire. In a moment, the monster became a human torch.
”Don't let the insects bite,” Gu Xinglang reminded the people: ”set fire.”
The Yamen servants were busy taking fire to burn the insects crawling on the ground.
With a bang, the monster fell to the ground on his back.
”His head split!” A Dali Temple official who had been staring at the monster screamed.
Gu Xinglang also saw that in the flame, the blood red long insects became a big group and rolled out of the flame. Gu Xinglang grabbed the torch in the Yamen's hand and threw it directly.
The suddenly exuberant flame reduced the insect mass rapidly, and a dark insect protected by the insects also disappeared in the fire.
Xiaozhuang looked at the courtyard that was almost surrounded by the fire. This time, he didn't ask Gu Xinglang what he meant. He pulled a Yamen. The two lifted the recliner Gu Xinglang was sitting on and ran outside the courtyard.