Volume 1 In 2007, I was poisoned with golden silkworms by my grandmother Chapter 39 Accidentally hit
Please allow me to explain Yao Yuan's appearance here: he is a semi-old man, wearing Kayan clothes, gray and white; his chin has a flowing goatee, and his face is small and thin, just like the guy who often appears on TV
The Shaoxing master who appeared on the scene exuded a shrewdness and philistineness all over his body.
Yao Yuan was very skilled. Taking advantage of the commotion in the village behind him, he tiptoed and sprinted towards this side.
I took a deep breath, inhaled, exhaled, and accurately blocked his forward position. The moment I approached, I jumped out of the grass, quickly pounced on him, and then pressed him tightly to the ground. Yao Yuan struggled violently, and I held him with one hand.
The knife hit the back of his neck. According to the plot on TV, he should have fallen down and not woke up. However, unfortunately, maybe my strength was wrong. Yao Yuan did not faint, but screamed "Ah", and then
He fell to the ground and was thrashing. Yao Yuan was old, but he was energetic. I hit him with a knife. After I used the knife, I moved my hand to his waist.
I saw the bulge in his waist, but I didn't dare to let him use it, so I pressed him hard and shouted "stop" in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, Yao Yuan turned out to be very obedient, stopped struggling, and asked me in a low voice who I was.
He seemed to be relieved. I controlled his hands and didn't have the patience to say anything to him. I just asked Li Qiuyang what the stone he photographed looked like. Yao Yuan suddenly realized that it was because of the stone.
Come. I said yes, come on. At this time, a beam of light came toward us. I lowered my body, and after the beam left, I whispered: "I am just a passerby who came here after a stone.
Tell me what the stone looks like after you free it. As for the death of Li Qiuyang and those people, I will not pursue it with you..."
We had broken into the Grand Pagoda before, and Yao Yuan must have known about it. He smiled sadly and said: "Okay, you must have heard too many rumors. To tell you the truth, after the stone was extracted, it turned out to be jade. It is a piece of jade."
Red jade is crystal clear on the outside, but there is a black mist inside, which looks like a drop of blood. It has an evil spirit, a very strong evil spirit, almost as strong as the substance. Shanzang said that this is a piece of fierce tiger hiding jade that is rare in a thousand years, and it is natural
It comes with a drop of amber blood, a very powerful material. But don’t think about it, that piece of jade was given away by Shanzang, and I don’t know where it is..."
Listening to Yao Yuan's description, I am already 90% sure that this stone No. 105 is definitely not the unicorn tire we are looking for. It may have very important uses for others and is fought over by all parties, but for me and
There was no point in coming from the Zamao Trail. Pointing the dagger at his heart, I slowly pulled him back behind the wild mango tree where I was just now, and picked up the captured rifle from the ground.
, and then asked him why he killed Li Qiuyang and why he wanted to run away now?
Yao Yuan sighed and said that Li Qiuyang was his friend for many years and he had been working as a consultant in Li Qiuyang's company. However, it was a pity that before he came to Myanmar, someone in his hometown had an indestructible trick on his head, so he listened to that person's threat.
, persuaded Li Qiuyang to come to Myanmar and bid for the stone. He had always been like a puppet, being commanded by others. However, seeing Li Qiuyang's tragic death, he was naturally filled with grief, anger, and worry.
He always wanted to find a way out. Today, when the village was in chaos and the pagoda was empty, he stole the thing that could break his head, turned around and ran outside. He didn't dare to take the main road, so he had to hide in the forest.
middle……
I touched his bulging waist. In addition to a short blade, there was also a hard humanoid doll.
This humanoid doll is only about the size of two fists. It feels soft and hard, and when pinched, it is made of clay. I asked him if he had been hit by the "puppet substitute", and he nodded and said yes. He used to do this too.
People make a living by fortune-telling and feng shui, and they know some taboos and particularities. However, they were hit by this inexplicable drop of the head. They felt like they were being eaten by insects all day long. In desperation, they only did something that made them feel ashamed.
He was driven by others to kill Li Qiuyang and others, but he did so unwillingly. The clay doll he stole today was the one thing that could free him.
I held this clay doll and looked at it in the dim light. The more I looked at it, the more I felt that it looked very similar to Zamao Xiaodao, especially the naughty look between the eyebrows. It had exactly the same temperament.
I held the clay doll in front of Yao Yuan's eyes and asked, "Are you sure this clay doll is the medium to lower your head?"
Yao Yuan stared at it for a while and wondered why this thing didn't look very similar. Logically speaking, a clay doll mixed with his own blood essence would generally have a partial resemblance to its owner. There is no scientific basis for this.
But there still seems to be some vague involvement. However, the clay doll in my hand is completely different from the appearance and temperament of Yuan Yuan.
Yao Yuan swallowed and wanted to scold his mother: I... seemed to have picked up the wrong one!
He said this with a depressed look on his face, but my heart burst with joy. Yao Yuan is simply a living thunder feng, and this thing should be the clay doll that descended to the Zamao Trail. Just now, he was ready to fight his way into the Grand Pagoda. Unexpectedly,
This guy Yao Yuan actually sent it directly to me. Ignoring his frustration, I hurriedly asked, "How can I get rid of the clay doll?"
Yao Yuan's mind has not yet recovered from the emotion of taking the wrong thing, but I pointed the tip of the knife and did not dare to neglect too much. I said that the method to escape the surrender is also simple: as long as the person being descended reaches the clay doll.
Respecting the clay doll, he knelt down and worshiped nine times, shouting his name every time he knelt down. Then he smoked the clay doll nine times with incense and candles, poured hot urine on it, and then found another one.
He buried it beside the roots of the big tree with Yin attributes. In this way, all the restraints on his body were released.
Yao Yuan looked at me pitifully and said that he wanted to go back and get his clay doll back.
I asked him if the person who sent the puppet substitute was the ugly Master Shanzang?
He nodded and said yes. I pointed to the bright village of Chomuke and the dark shadows on the mountainside. Maybe that guy had died from random gunfire. As long as he died, everything would disappear, so why bother?
Are you going to persist in getting the clay doll back? It’s too chaotic now, and it was really dangerous in the past. Yao Yuan shook his head and said, Do you really think Shanzang is a desperate person? This guy has already destroyed the underground space in the Grand Pagoda.
The passages have been sorted and tidied up, and if something goes wrong, they can retreat to their headquarters at any time.
I heard the word "headquarters" very sensitively, my eyes lit up, and I asked where the headquarters was?
Yao Yuan said he didn't know. His identity here was, at best, a guest, and at worst, a prisoner. How could he know so many things? The headquarters was the headquarters, but it should also be in this mountainous area. Sure enough,
At this moment, the fat insect had found it all the way back, and he actually gave me the same answer: Shanzang ran away, and Mao didn't see him. The group of people who were stubbornly resisting and struggling to their death should also be killed by him.
Throw it away. Once big people get serious, their hands are very dark.
I carefully put the clay doll in my baggage and looked at Cuomuke Village in the distance. The flames were burning. Many snakes were afraid of the heat and swam towards the stream here. What was the fighting situation there?
I no longer had any interest or curiosity. My only thought at this moment was to rush back to the cave entrance by the river and follow Yao Yuan's method to lower the clay doll to the Zamao Trail.
This is the only expectation and thought in my heart at the moment.
I pointed at Yao Yuan and asked him to follow me. Without the care of the little demon Duoduo, in addition to relying on willpower, walking in this jungle seemed to require someone to support each other. Moreover, I escorted Yao Yuan back,
There are many things that need to be understood and verified by him. If this solution is wrong, will my journey be in vain? Only if he is by my side and follows the instructions can I do my best, because if he plays tricks,
I can directly kill him with one shot, or use the 24-day noon heartbreak Gu to test his perseverance.
Although he desperately wanted to go back and find his clay doll, with the gun pointed at him, Yao Yuan actually had no choice but to nod.
Regardless of the outcome of the battle between the two forces in Cuomuke, because if any of them wins and takes a breather, then what we will face will definitely be violent revenge or interrogation. If we don’t leave now, when will we wait?
I was groping for the return route in the dark. Because the moonlight was still good that day, I was able to make my way even though I didn't have the little demon Duoduo's help.
Yao Yuan was very curious about the fat bugs training around us. He was born as a fortune teller and traveled all over the world, so he was naturally very knowledgeable. He asked me if a Gu master could command a fat bug to run around. Naturally, he was like this
Professional. I didn’t deny it, and then asked about Master Shanzang’s information. Yao Yuan didn’t know much, but he knew Burmese, so he could understand some of the content, so he told me that Master Shanzang
He is not the person with the highest status. There are many extremely powerful subordinates at the headquarters. And those external militants heard that they were the men of the drug lord Wang Lunhan in the north, and were seconded here to assist Shanzang in his actions.
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The riverside is far away from here. I walked for more than ten hours during the day. Now it is night and the road conditions are not very ideal. We have walked for almost three months, and it is not as far as the more than one hour I walked during the day.
Passing by a forest, Yao Yuan suddenly did not dare to move forward again. I asked what was wrong? He stiffly stretched out his finger and pointed tremblingly towards the sky above the forest. I looked along and was shocked.
I saw a monk, suspended in mid-air in the forest.
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