Hearing what the old woman said, I felt weird and wanted to laugh out loud. The old woman had superb acting skills and a serious expression. There was actually nothing funny about her, but I also used this trick of pretending to be Meng Po.
I have seen it all, and now that history is repeating itself, I feel that life is indeed stranger than drama.
Zamao Xiaodao didn't smile. He held his hands in front of him and said, "Old man, are you Po Meng?"
The mother-in-law shook her head and said no, my surname is not Meng, my surname is Lai, who comes and goes. Lai Yiwan is my secular name, but after so many years, few people call me by my name. You guys call me Lai Yiwan.
I can come to my mother-in-law. Why, my tea soup nourishes yin and moisturizes the lungs, reduces fire and cleanses the intestines. Who wants a bowl? - The name of my mother-in-law is quite strange. It is homophonic with "come and have a bowl", but I don't know.
What did I think when I named her?
Hearing that the old woman spoke kindly and said her name openly, Zamao Xiaodao frowned and thought about it, what's the last name? Grandma, your last name is really rare, but you are from Dongyi?
"Oh? Haha..." Grandma Lai leaned on her crutches and smiled, grinning, revealing a few sparse teeth. She looked at the hairy path, and the more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She said that you, a little Taoist priest, are actually a smart guy.
You can actually tell that I'm from Dongyi just based on my surname. Well, let me test you, do you know where this old woman comes from?
Zamao Xiaodao calmed his mind and carried Lei Pun behind his back. He looked at the old woman with a smile on her face, but her hooked nose made her face look very sinister. She knew that this was not a good thing to say, so she pondered.
After a while, he carefully replied: "Uh... come on, mother-in-law, what you said, I..."
"What am I, I asked you to answer, and you just answered, what are you talking about?" Lai's mother-in-law's eyes widened, and a cold light suddenly appeared. Even I, who was next to Zamao Xiaodao, felt a little cold, and my back felt cold.
Zamao Xiaodao licked his dry lips and said carefully: "Mao Yijiu, the dead ghost, mentioned before that His Highness Dongyi suppressed a Dongyi troll, and before it disappeared into ashes, he also said that the troll would not
The sun appears; when we came here before, there was a deep pool, but now it is a wet rock platform, with the blood of three wild wolves as a memorial, but you always appear, if I say you are just an ordinary old lady,
It would be too insulting to everyone's intelligence, but if you are the Dongyi troll that Mao Yijiu said, I don't believe it myself - if you are as kind and warm as you, you are the old god..."
Grandma Lai allowed Zamao Xiaodao to praise her. After he finished speaking, she nodded kindly and said, "Yes, you guessed more than half of it right. Indeed, the old woman is the one suppressed in Dongyi Palace, but I
I'm not a Dongyi troll, I'm just an ordinary wizard from the Dongyi tribe.
"A common wizard?"
Zamao Xiaodao asked in surprise, and Granny Lai on the opposite side nodded, and his surprise was answered in the affirmative. I sneered in my heart, this old woman thought we were all fools, how could an ordinary wizard make that
Dong Yazi, who could almost become an immortal, built this huge underground palace to suppress her. How could he possibly live for hundreds or even thousands of years?
I could tell that Zamao Xiaodao and other people could understand the mystery, but he did not expose the old woman who had a desire to talk about it, so he nodded respectfully and said that the old woman was willing to hear the details.
The old woman raised her head, looking back on the past, and then began to talk about her green days.
I think back then, Miss Laiwanwan was a great beauty of the Dongyi tribe. She was also quite talented in spiritual practice. Later, she fell in love with the genius Dong Yazi of the tribe. Their love for each other was like glue, and there were all kinds of children in her.
It’s not appropriate to hide away for the time being, let’s talk about Dongyazi’s cultivation reaching a bottleneck. He cultivated his mind by cutting off love and finally became the great path. However, he forgot about her and abandoned his promise to never leave her. Later, in order to surpass her, she
Due to Dong Yazi's cultivation, she fell into the devil's path, and driven by hatred, she finally became the number one person in the Dongyi tribe. Who would have expected that Dong Yazi actually planned to introduce her here, and a letter would cost hundreds or thousands of years...
What a touching love story. There are childhood sweethearts, betrayal, separation, hatred between country and family. It is a perfect eight-o'clock theater. Regardless of whether it is true or not, we are all talking about it.
I was attracted by the story, thinking that if she is a person who has the desire to tell, then it would be better for us to listen patiently than to fight and kill us. If after that, she sends us back to the ground, then we can
Everyone was happy.
Because of this, we listened with great concentration. We applauded when we should applaud, felt as if we were feeling the same hatred when we should share the same hatred, and burst into tears when we should shed tears. When we finished speaking, all the brothers cried, but Luo Xiaobei was the only one.
His face was blank, and he said confusedly: "What happened next? What happened next?"
Guess she got addicted to this painful drama. She talked happily, and her mother-in-law was thirsty after talking about it. She drank all the tea soup in the tea can in her hand. After she finished, she wiped her mouth, put away the tea set, and handed it over modestly.
, saying that after so many years, I don’t care anymore. Let the past happen, let it go, don’t worry about it.
My mother-in-law was the first to talk about forgiveness. I was full of words of persuasion and Buddhist verses, but I couldn't say them out at the moment. Instead, Zamao Xiaodao picked up the topic and said, "Mother-in-law, we have been struggling a lot this night and are sleepy."
I'm tired, I wonder if you can give us a clear path so that we can return to the ground, have breakfast, and then have a good sleep...
Lai's mother-in-law shook her head and said that she had been suppressed somewhere for so many years. She didn't know much about the terrain of the prison where she was trapped. If she could tell her, she wouldn't know, so she had to find it slowly.
In this case, we said goodbye and said that we would not bother and went to find a way. No one had the confidence to deal with this old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years. After Zamao Xiaodao said this, we immediately walked towards the return road.
I was afraid that I would be missed if I stayed behind. However, as soon as Luo Xiaobei at the end moved his legs, a black shadow immediately appeared one meter in front of us. Lai's mother-in-law appeared behind us with a cane as if she had not moved.
He said: "You can leave, but you need to help your mother-in-law with a small thing..."
"What's the matter?" Luo Feiyu asked: "If it's something within my ability, I'll be happy to help."
"It's like this. After I woke up, although my strength recovered relatively quickly, if I want to live safely under the sun after going up, I will need some living people's blood essence and breath. I roughly calculated that at least
Three people are needed. In fact, the more the better, but it’s rare for us to have a good conversation. Just leave three of you six for me to drink, and the rest can survive." She looked at us with a strange look in her eyes.
, I felt guilty as if I was being hanged in the vegetable market and being slaughtered. My mother-in-law continued: "I'm sorry to bother you, please discuss among yourselves, who are these three people?"
I was stared at by this old lady. I stared at her carefully and found that she did not mean to joke with us. Instead, she was very serious and waiting for our discussion. I, Zamao Xiaodao, Sister Luo, Shi Fang
Xiaoyao and the others looked at each other, feeling as if they had shot themselves in the foot. They opened their mouths but did not speak.
As we remained silent, Grandma Lai disappeared, flew to the stone platform again, inserted the tip of the crutch into the stone pillar like a gorgeous watch, and smiled playfully: "I forgot to mention it just now, the time is limited to one stick.
It’s a sweet time. During this period, you can use any method to make this decision. If a unified plan is not formed by then, I will no longer care about the previous friendship and let all of you merge into me.
A part of the body..."
Choose three out of six, three die and three live. I saw Luo Xiaobei looking at me with unprecedented ardent eyes, and I couldn't help but feel a burst of anger in my heart. Damn, what does this mean? Let us divide internally first? Or through the power of words?
, to resolve our will to survive, and instead focus more energy on internal friction.
After thinking about this aspect clearly, Zamao Xiaodao's expression changed and he suddenly shouted: "You old woman, are you kidding us?"
With the sword in his hand, he didn't want to say anything. He stepped forward, waved the Thunder Punishment, and slashed at the old woman in front of him who had lived for who knows how many years. Zamao Xiaodao was still full of confidence in the Thunder Punishment in his hand.
It was full, but something shocking happened. Lei Feng slashed down with the thunder light, but was held up by the old woman with the surnamed old tree root system. She muttered something, and the result was all kinds of hair.
Xiaodao's right hand twitched, and he didn't have the strength to hold on to the thunder punishment, so he took the sword out of his hand.
After all, he was an old guy. Although he didn't have a scary appearance, he shot down our only support to the ground with just one move.
Zamao Xiaodao's expression changed. He didn't know what the magic was. He quickly took a few steps to catch Lei Pun. As a result, the lightning strike mahogany sword was swept aside by a gust of wind. Zamao Xiaodao held the sword finger in his hand, intending to
Through the control of his mind, the mother-in-law raised her left hand, and Lei Pun, which had already risen into the air, lost contact again and fell to the ground like a piece of rotten wood.
Grandma Lai said calmly: "Don't bother. Dong Yazi and I grew up together. I know what he knows. I know the layout here better than anyone else. Don't make trouble. If you continue to make trouble, everyone will
There is no life left..."
She said so calmly, and we all rushed towards this seemingly weak old woman with all our strength. At the moment when everyone launched an attack, Lai's mother-in-law finally got angry, and she put the crutch in her hand
It was raised high, and countless vines suddenly stretched out from the ground, entangled all of us. The vines were sticky and smelly, and they penetrated into our skin, causing itchiness and discomfort.
When I saw Grandma Lai again, her aquiline nose became more prominent, her eyes were red, and she said slowly: "I'll give you one last chance, who will live and who will die? Half a stick of incense time!"