"Well, indeed there is. If you don't have anything to say, let's not call it chatting." I nodded and began to answer: "Old sir, I would like to ask you a few questions." Since I have always been very confident in my guesses, so
, my courage has become stronger, and my speech is not as weak as before.
"But it doesn't matter!" The old man was not pretentious. He accepted my proposal with a smile and was ready to be interviewed by me.
"Haha." I nodded and started to ask: "Excuse me, what is the name of this valley? What is the name of this town?"
"Well..." The old man pondered for a while, seeming to be thinking, but also seeming to be avoiding. After a while, he began to answer: "If you look down from mid-air, you will find that this
The entire valley is a full moon, so the valley here is called Luo Yue Valley. And this town is also named after Luo Yue Valley, so it is called Yue Town." After that, the old man took it from the table.
Pick up four bowls and distribute them to George, Niu Asan, myself, and himself.
After standing up, the old man picked up a wine jar from the side, opened the seal, and began to pour wine for us.
The red wine has a slightly fishy smell, which reminds me of blood.
"What?" I picked up the bowl, put it under my nose, smelled it, and asked with a frown.
"Python blood wine is a great tonic." The old man sat back across from me and said lightly.
"Oh, python blood wine, I won't drink it, I'm allergic to it." I put down the bowl and found a good reason for myself.
"I'm also allergic to python blood. Old man, have you ever heard of cows drinking blood? We cows prefer to drink salt water!" Niu Asan saw my behavior and knew there was something wrong, so he simply imitated me.
, and neither eat nor drink food from strangers.
"Me too." When George saw that none of us were drinking, and he was the only one drinking, wouldn't it be a bit obscene. Then he thought about it, and just like Niu Asan and I, he simply stopped drinking.
Even though he was rejected, the old man was not angry. In my opinion, this is completely a sign of maturity. He does not show his emotions and anger. Damn it, if he lets this guy go for another two years, how can he still do it?
"It turns out that my little friend is allergic to this thing." The old man picked up the python blood wine in front of him, raised his neck, "Gudong, Gudong..." After a few sounds, his Adam's apple bulged several times, and a bowl of
I drank the python blood wine. He was using his actions to prove to me that the wine was not poisonous. It was a sign of goodwill. However, despite this, I still would not accept his favor. Damn it, it would always be
To die.
"Yes, I am allergic to the python blood wine." Regarding the old man's bloody behavior, I could only remain silent.
"In that case, there are pangolin blood wine, deer antler wine, tiger whip wine, etc. over there. Do you want to drink it? Little friend?" The old man pressed his nose to his face. If the expression on his face was not still very kind at this time, I guess I
I couldn't control myself for a long time and started to swish my mouth.
"No, thank you." I reached out and made a gesture of rejection, and I continued to ask: "Are you the only cultivator in Yue Town? Or are there other cultivators in the other houses? Cultivators also practice at night.
Do you need to light a lamp? You have to know that this is not environmentally friendly." I said it in a humorous tone, and I thought to myself: "This old fox probably wanted to run away before, but failed because he was afraid that I would accidentally kill him. Although.
He himself keeps saying that he is a cultivator, but according to my conservative estimate, this guy should not be as n13 as written in the novel. At least, he should not be able to fly with a sword on his back. Otherwise, he must have been able to fly out of this place long ago.
It’s the Luoyue Valley where birds don’t poop.” After hearing my question, the old man still showed an expression of indifference: “This place is my retreat for Qing Xiu, so there are only
Myself."
"So, old sir, where are the Miao people from four hundred years ago?" George asked the old man politely.
"They are all dead." The old man's voice was trembling, sounding like he was regretting it. However, inadvertently, I saw a sharp look in his eyes: "They were killed by those snake monsters! I happened to be passing by here.
So I came to help, but I was helpless because I was too ignorant and was trapped here by the group of snake monsters. Fortunately, my friend, you came to help me and get rid of the snake monsters. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can only bury my bones here!
"
Through the old man's words, I gradually gained some confidence in my mind: 'The old man's words were very clear. Generally speaking, they confirmed my previous conjecture. This guy really can't fly, and there must be something about him that makes Thief Python King amp
"It's something that Thunderbolt covets and is afraid of. Otherwise, the monster would have killed the half-buried old man. Something that the Thief Python King and Thunderbolt can covet is probably not an ordinary thing." No, I
I have to find a way to kill him!' As soon as this idea came out, my brain began to think rapidly. In an instant, seventy-nine and forty-two ways to kill him were generated in my mind. Eliminating and adopting, I integrated the best one.
Way to kill this old guy.
Although this method is very effective, I don't know if George and Niu Asan still have insects and will cooperate. If they know how to cooperate, everything will be fine. Killing the old man is just easy. If they don't know how to cooperate,
Then everything is in vain.
I can't see any fear in the old man's eyes. Perhaps this is a sign of maturity and prudentness.
The old man looked at me with a smile, looking so kind, as if he was an old birthday boy who used to put it at home for decoration.
"Why do you always laugh?" I started to distract the old man's attention.
"Haha." The old man chuckled again and said, "Smile, I'm not ten years old." The far-fetched reason must be that this guy has smelled the gunpowder in my words, so he refused to reveal any more useful information.
However, even so, he can no longer extinguish my murderous intention. If I can't kill him today, I will delete my account to thank the world.
So, I pretended to sniff a few times, and then I started to pretend to be confused and said: "Hey, did you smell the smell of barbecue? Who is barbecue? Or is someone being roasted by the fire? In that case
, that was really a delicious meal. Let me think about it, who is grilling the meat, George? Of course not, you only have a handful of bones on your body, and I don’t think burning bones can give off the smell of barbecue. It’s you, Brother Niu,
Of course not, the meat is not as strong as the smell of your body. Could it be you? Old sir." Under the joint gazes of George and Niu Asan, I turned my attention to the old man.
"No, I am old. Although I am old, I can still distinguish between hot and cold." The old man still explained with a smile, looking very patient.
Immediately afterwards, a refreshing smell of barbecue came up from the ground. A slight sniff revealed that it was the highly toxic smell on the surface of the insect's body.
Smelling the aroma, George hurriedly said: "Sir, insects..."
Before he could speak, I quickly interrupted him and said, "Yes, the tangy aroma rushed straight into my brain. Sir, are you barbecuing in another room?"
Dare to implement such a bold plan, in fact, I have already made a calculation in my heart: "This town is not far from the place where I fought with the Thief Python King & Pili. If the old man peeks, he can definitely see me and the Thief Python King & Thunderbolt"
"During the whole process of the thunderbolt battle, I believe that this guy must be afraid of my move to summon the three great gods for protection. Otherwise, how could he, a cultivator, accommodate me? If it hadn't been for that move to bluff him.
Stay, I'm afraid he has already attacked me." "No, I have been fasting for a long time. Now I only need to satisfy my hunger once in a while to keep my physical strength full." The old man said calmly: "However, I did smell a fragrance.
This long-lost taste is really mouth-watering.”
Fortunately, Niu Asan was born with a black face. Although it was red from holding back, outsiders could not see its embarrassment at this time.
George, on the other hand, just punched it there as usual. Because there was no flesh on his face, you couldn't see his expression. He must have been practicing Qigong Kung Fu like Niu Asan.
As the green gas spread on the old man's face, my smile became brighter and brighter. Although I also inhaled some poisonous gas, it was by no means as much as the old man inhaled.
I took out a bezoar xuejie pill from the package, clasped it between the little finger and the palm of my right hand, pretended to hold up the wine bowl, and said with a smile: "Although I may be allergic, I had a great time chatting with you. This bowl
I’d like to toast you the wine.” Covering the wine bowl with my left hand, I opened my mouth, flicked my fingers, and Niuhuangxuejie Pill fell into my mouth. I pretended to take a sip of wine, then I put the wine bowl down, pretending to be in pain.
Looking extremely worried, I wiped the corners of my mouth: "Ahem, no, the smell in this wine is too strong, I can't get used to it." While saying this, I was also observing the spread of poisonous gas on the old man's face.
Watching the poisonous gas on his face gradually change from light green to green, and then from green to dark green, I knew that the poisonous gas was about to explode.
"I'll count to ten!" I said with a smile on my face.
"Little friend, what do you mean by this?" The old man was very confused by my meaningless words.
"It doesn't mean anything special. It's just a game. After I count to ten, there will be a big surprise waiting for you. The game begins." I shrugged my eyebrows and started counting: "One, two, three, four."
"Wait a minute, little friend, I think there seems to be something in your words." Although the old man was still smiling, there was a hint of vigilance in his words.
"You've wasted three precious seconds. It's eight now, and nine next." I still looked at the old man with a smile: "Ten! Explosion!" Just as I said the word 'explosion', something lurked.
The toxins in the old man's body really exploded, and the first thing I saw was a beam of nearly 20,000 points of blood damage floating from the old man's head.
"What did you do to me?" At the same time, I also heard the old man's angry voice, and he finally showed his ferocious and ugly face.
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