Sun Changming changed the river. There were many large and small rivers around the village. It is said that they all eventually flowed into the "Mengjiang River" seven hundred miles away.
Elderly pearl divers say that there are fist-sized pearls everywhere in the Mengjiang River, but as long as ordinary people enter the water, they will be eaten away by various vicious creatures until their bones are left.
Sun Changming didn't want to think about those things. He controlled the little loach and searched in the river for several days, but so far he had found nothing.
It's not that Sun Changming doesn't work hard, it's that the little loach has been disobedient these days.
As long as it encounters something, it wants to eat it.
Sun Changming always had to stop searching and catch something to feed the little loach, and then the sun was almost setting.
In the past few days, the little loach has eaten a total of seven large and small crabs, 12 various vicious fish, and nine long and short water snakes.
Every day as long as the little loach is full, a warm current will be sent into Sun Changming's body. Yesterday, Sun Changming had already seen clearly that under his lower abdomen, the warm currents gathered together to form a very complicated text, which looked a bit like Sun Changming's
The traditional dragon character of I has some differences.
But today, the little loach is a little strange, lazy and passive at work.
This guy has grown like crazy lately and is already over a foot long.
Is this still a loach? This is a fat snake.
But it has a beard and often shakes its head, so it probably feels quite majestic.
Half of the half-month life tax period had passed. Sun Changming had no choice but to catch a crab as big as a sea bowl and threw it to it: "Eat soon. Work hard."
The little loach rushed up and ate it up in a short time, leaving not a single piece of crab shell behind.
But Sun Changming found that this guy became even more lazy after eating, and lay there motionless.
Sun Changming poked it with his finger, and the little loach twitched all over!
Sun Changming was startled. This guy is the guarantee for his and his sister's survival. Don't be exhausted, right?
He was so anxious that he suddenly opened his mouth and vomited something out. Then he became lighter, twisted his fat body, and got into the water on his own initiative.
Sun Changming picked up the thing. It was a dagger, somewhat similar to his own knife, but it was all white and resembled bone and jade.
Sun Changming suddenly figured it out: These are the teeth that the little loach has eaten, and the carapace has changed, right?
What's the use of this thing? Everyone knows that bones are definitely not as hard as steel.
He held a knife in one hand and a bone dagger in the other and slashed at each other. The knife was cut off with a clang!
"This..." Sun Changming stared at the bone dagger, what a guy!
Sun Changming's first reaction was to immediately get some muddy water to make the bone dagger dirty, and then tied the handle with a rag strip, making it look like a rusty broken knife.
Then, Sun Changming hid himself and attached his soul to the little loach.
Today, the little loach was particularly energetic and swam like flying. A two-foot-long vicious fish was staring at him in the middle. Sun Changming judged that the little loach must have undergone some changes that he didn't know about. He was determined to give it a try. Instead of hiding in the mud, he used
The tail flicked.
Snapped!
The tail whipped on the head of the vicious fish, causing the fish bones to explode in an instant, and blood and minced meat sprayed in the water!
Sun Changming looked back and was stunned for a long time when he saw this scene, and then ran away quickly.
It won't be long before the smell of blood will attract those big beasts in the water.
…
When the sun was about to set, Sun Changming found a pearl as big as a broad bean in the deepest part of the river. This was the largest pearl Sun Changming had found so far.
But that river clam is also the biggest, bigger than the pot at home.
When Sun Changming dived down, the current disturbed it, and it quickly closed the clam shell, like a big black pot on the bottom of the water.
Time was running out, and it was too late to drag it to the shore, so Sun Changming pulled out his bone dagger and stabbed it.
The thick clam shell was as soft as tofu under the bone dagger. Sun Changming easily retrieved the pearl, swam upward quickly, hid the pearl underwater, and then jumped out of the water.
Sun Changming, who was dripping wet, quickened his pace. The sun was about to set, and the cold air was even heavier. If it were before, Sun Changming in this state would have been trembling with cold.
But since that warm current condensed into a symbol, Sun Changming is no longer afraid of this coldness.
At the same time, Sun Changming felt hot in his heart: There are still seven or eight days left. If he can find another pearl, he can boldly give his sister some meat when he pays taxes next time.
The brother and sister haven't seen meat for several years. The last time they ate meat was when their parents were still alive.
…
The next day was another day of nothing.
Most of the hard work of pearl divers is in vain. A small pearl can basically guarantee the rations of an adult. In the past, the little loach had not recovered from its injury, so Sun Changming could only guarantee the rations of the brother and sister.
Now, I have some ambitions.
It was already difficult to find pearls in the rivers near the village. He planned to finish work early today and go to a farther and more dangerous river tomorrow.
With the bone dagger, he became stronger than before, so Sun Changming dared to take risks.
Sun Changming had just returned to the village when a few light spots appeared in the sky in the distance. He only glanced at them before lowering his head and continued on his way. They were the immortals in this world, or monks to be more accurate.
Most of the time, these monks flying high in the sky will not have any interaction with ordinary people.
But when Sun Changming was about to arrive home, those light spots happened to arrive outside the village, and then crashed into the village.
Crackling!
A series of electric lights burst out, the light spots shook wildly, fell from the sky, and crashed into the village crookedly.
boom--
A large crater was knocked out of the ground, and a plume of green smoke rose.
Sun Changming was secretly amused. The cold poison in Juehu Village was not only harmful to ordinary people. Those monks who rushed in unexpectedly would also suffer.
Three men and two women crawled out of the pit in embarrassment. They were all young. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. They were dressed in gold and silver and looked noble.
"There is something weird in this ghost village!" A male cultivator with narrow eyes looked around with caution and soon saw Sun Changming.
He immediately showed a posture of responding to the enemy, raised his hand, and saw a small crystal sword about a foot long coming from the void, pointing at Sun Changming not far away.
Sun Changming looked at the movements of the flying sword, and for no apparent reason came a judgment in his mind: it was dull and not agile enough.
In his mind, the movements of the little loach in the water emerged, and he felt that this was the ultimate form of flying swords.
"He's just an ordinary villager. He doesn't have to face a formidable enemy." Another young monk stopped the flying sword and also looked around: "What caused us to miss and fall was the evil spirit here."
When it comes to evil spirits, their faces look a little frightened.
A girl with a round face said timidly: "How about... let's go back."
Several male cultivators shook their heads together: "They're all here."
One of them asked Sun Changming: "Is that... Fenqiu?"
He was referring to the large mound behind the village.
The owner of the small crystal sword chuckled and said, "Ask Yu Blind. How could he, a vulgar village boy, know about a place like Fenqiu?"
Sun Changming acted very cooperatively and looked confused: "What is Fenqiu?"
"Hahaha." The owner of the small crystal sword laughed.
Several people took out a map and compared it for a long time: "This should be right here."
Thinking that his sister was still at home waiting for him to eat, Sun Changming turned to leave when a small sword flew in the air and grazed the tip of his nose in front of him. The sharp sword light swept past and a few strands of black hair fell off Sun Changming's forehead.
"Let you go?" The owner of the small sword raised his eyebrows and shouted sternly.
Sun Changming frowned and turned to look at them.
No one paid attention to him. A group of monks were still studying the map, and the small sword pointed at Sun Changming's eyebrows from afar!
"Fen Qiu..." The eldest monk came over and asked, "It's that big mound. Has anyone in your village been there?"
Sun Changming shook his head stupidly: "No, the grandfathers in the village all said that that place is a big tomb, where immortal monsters are buried and can cast seven or forty-nine kinds of magic. Someone has been there before, and the result was that he had a hatchet on his body.
He jumped out, grew eyes, hands and feet, and hacked his master to death..."
As he spoke, he danced and performed what it would look like when a hatchet sprouted arms and legs. His funny appearance made several monks laugh, and they sneered at Sun Changming's statement.
Sun Changming said kindly: "You must not go. Grandpas said that no one can come out alive."
He knew that the more he said this, the less these people would care.
Sure enough, the monks waved their hands: "It's none of your business, you can go."
Sun Changming turned around and left. None of the monsters who went to the big mound to worship their ancestors every night could come out.
Sun Changming felt that these people were like the protagonists in those bad horror movies from the previous life. From the beginning, you knew they were all going to die.
Three men and two female monks quickly set off towards the big mound. On the way, a round-faced girl asked in a low voice: "Can a hatchet really grow eyes, hands and feet?"
The male cultivators laughed again: "Do you believe what the village boy said?"
"The villagers who have little knowledge can always make up many terrible legends when they see some weird things."
"However," the older monk thought for a while and said, "It may be an illusion array, or it may be some kind of materialized magical power."
"You still have to be careful." Another female cultivator said: "Leave all the magical weapons and treasures that are not commonly used outside."
The natal treasure will not be affected by materialized magical powers.
The owner of the little sword took a bag, and everyone packed up their extra belongings, put them in the bag, and hid them in a tree hole outside the village.
In a small river next to the big tree, a small loach flicked its tail and swam back leisurely.
The hatchet had eyes, hands and feet, which was of course made up by Sun Changming.
He also prepared several stories such as "a thimble transformed into a snake and strangled a peasant woman to death", and "a bamboo horse opened its bloody basin and ate a child", but unfortunately he did not have the chance to tell them.
If you listen to my advice and leave obediently, of course there will be nothing wrong; if you don't listen... you won't be able to use these things anyway, so why not give me an advantage?
Based on the attitude of the owner of the small sword towards him, the last sentence of advice was already the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.
When Sun Changming returned home, the silly girl rushed over happily: "Brother!"
Baji!
I get scammed every day, and it's the same thing.
Chapter completed!