Many saliva monsters looked at each other, Puff, Puff and Pila Pila looked at each other, and suddenly realized: "It turns out your brain is burned out!" "So you can't even figure out whether you are a good person or a bad person!"
The saliva monsters shouted: "It's so pitiful. You came underground to end your miserable fate!" "It's not your fault that your brain is broken. Please don't give up on yourself."
For a moment, it seemed as if countless beehives were buzzing in Gordon's ears. After a long time, the surrounding area slowly became quiet.
"According to the long historical tradition of Drool Monster, we will tell joyful and loving stories to travelers passing by to heal their inner loneliness and trauma, even if they are mentally retarded. Which one do you want to tell the story?
"Puff puff" stared at Gordon with a smile on his face, "As the wisest, humorous and personable elder among the drool monsters, I have won the championship of storytelling competitions thousands of times. I have rich experience and standard Mandarin..."
"You are the judge of every storytelling competition, right? Besides, you have lost several teeth, your speech is leaky, and you dozed off in the middle of the story and drooled!" Pa La Pa La said, "I am different! You are young and powerful.
He's strong, lively and energetic, his appearance and temperament are all bad, and he doesn't have bad breath!"
The other drool monsters rushed to shout: "I want to tell a story too, I want it too!"
Gordon mused: "I want to hear underground stories, preferably with this place as the background, so that I can feel more immersed in it."
"Underground?" He paused for a moment, "It's dark underground. Apart from a group of goblins and a blind giant, what's there to say?"
"I will tell you!" cried a saliva monster. "One night a long time ago, a very vicious blind giant ate a goblin. The next night, he ate another goblin. The third night,
He also ate a goblin... On the 365th night, he found that he couldn't help but fall in love with the goblin... From then on, he and he embraced each other closely and slept in a coffin. No matter it was the hatred of race or each other's gender.
, can’t separate two people who love each other.”
The drooling monsters cheered loudly: "This is a good story about turning from hate to love. It must be rewarded!"
Gordon also applauded in reply. The story of the drooling monster was long and repetitive and uninteresting, but it revealed extremely valuable information: there was a tribe of goblins and a ferocious giant living nearby.
Goblins are the most annoying race among the fairies. They are dirty and smelly, have a vulgar temperament, and like to steal. Giants are tall, thick-skinned, and powerful. Although they are human beings, they are brutal and murderous, and their combat effectiveness is at least gray.
Around tin level.
Pa La Pa La quickly interjected: "I also have a story! A long time ago, there was a tall and handsome prince, who was of course a little worse than me. In order to find the evil uncle who killed his father and kidnapped his mother, he walked into the depths alone.
Dark, as black as ink underground. Please note that I just used adjectives, metaphors, and postmodernism techniques... In the end, the prince fell among the beautiful and beautiful piranha flowers, held up the devil's head, and shouted sadly: "Night
Gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light!'"
The saliva monsters cheered in unison: "This is a good story about justice triumphing over evil! But it contains too many private goods, too many advertisements, and it is too cruel and too literary."
Gordon's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the description of the Sin Pit - "Where the piranha blooms, the blood of sin is like ink, the devil spreads his wings, and the light cannot shine in."
Is the pit of sin also here?
Puff Puff Puff finally couldn't bear it anymore and cleared his throat: "As the proverb often says, save the best for last. Let me tell you a true story about the finale.
About millions of years ago, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, anyway, many grandfathers moved here. At that time, there was a large group of sand cave people living here, digging and constructing all day long, making everyone unable to sleep well.
Late one night, there was a strong wind and thunder, and a strange light shrouded the rock ravine, and every dark gap was illuminated. From the distant sky, a mysterious and mysterious river suddenly flew in, with no head or tail in sight, running straight through it.
It penetrates tens of thousands of meters of hard rock and rushes into the ground."
His voice gradually slowed down and became low-pitched: "Grandpas have never seen such a strange river. Looking into it, it seems that even the soul will be deeply trapped and unable to extricate itself."
His cheeks trembled and his eyes widened with fear: "Many grandpas stared blankly at the river, paying no attention to anything. Even if they shouted loudly in their ears, they would not hear them. Some grandpas suddenly burst into tears, and some shouted wildly.
They screamed randomly, and some laughed happily...but in the end, they had a weird smile on every corner of their mouth and died quietly."
The saliva monsters around him held their breaths and held their breaths, their expressions were tense, and a few of them were so frightened that they closed their eyes.
Puchi Puchi suddenly raised his voice and shouted excitedly: "Because their souls were taken away! Devoured by that river! No, that is not a river, but a demon! A terrifying demon from hell!"
The saliva monsters exclaimed. After puffing for breath for a while, they continued: "This is the biggest disaster in the history of our tribe, and a large number of people suffered misfortune. Since then, the survivors have moved out of the underground and moved here. Later,
, there were also sand cave people who went underground one after another, approaching the demon. But without exception, they all died, quietly, with a weird smile on their faces. In the end, it became a forbidden place for the sand cave people."
He stared at Gordon with deep wrinkles on his forehead: "Red-skinned monster, if you want to look for that river underground, it is no different from seeking death. No one can leave that devil unharmed!"
"He clearly said that he is a human being, don't change your concept!" Pa La Pa La interjected, "Besides, his brain is broken and he is bent on seeking death."
Pu Xi Pu Xi glared at Pa La Pa La: "Do you want to hear it or not?"
The people all around were shouting in unison, yelling: "Pah, pah, pah, shut up!"
Gordon asked in surprise: "Is it true that no one has ever left alive?"
"Should...maybe...maybe..." There was a look of reminiscence on Puchi Puchi's face, and he said after a long time, "I can't remember clearly. It seems that my grandfather mentioned something, saying that there was a Sand Cave Clan.
The little monk passed by here..."
"What happened next?" Gordon waited for a long time, but did not get a reply from Puff Puff. After a while, heavy snoring came from Puff Puff's big nostrils. It drooped its head, its eyes were half open and half closed, and water flowed from its mouth.
Threads of drool.
"Damn!" Many droolers cursed, "The old guy stopped updating again! It happens every time!"
Pa La Pa La shook her head at Gordon gloatingly: "I can't listen to your story, he's asleep!"
Gordon fell into deep thought. He thought that the long river of time was a great opportunity, but what he heard from the mouth of the drooling monster was a mysterious and bizarre nightmare.
"Why aren't you leaving yet, human being? Do you want to wait for our guidance and gifts?" A slobbery monster winked at Gordon.
The drool monsters, you look at me, I look at you, wink at each other, snicker and make faces. Pa la pa la couldn't help laughing: "Where are there any pointers and gifts? That's all for us drool monsters.
Let you listen to stories, deliberately made-up legends!"
"Hahahaha!" The drooling monsters laughed in unison and sang excitedly. The rich singing voice was like a rolling heat wave, vibrating between the rock walls.
Gordon couldn't help but smile, waved to the drooling monster, and walked forward.
"Every traveler is a farewell.
Every time I say goodbye, I think we will see each other again.
Every time, it ends up being a lifetime.
Every life, turns out to be only once."
Until he walked into the dark and indistinguishable depths of the chasm, the singing still echoed in his ears, like candlelight in the dark night.