It is filled with a moist smell and a not-so-strong lime powder smell, which is used to prevent mosquitoes.
On the ground covered with artemisia, Cheng Gou, who had been sleeping for a year, woke up slowly, his eyes full of confusion.
"Aren't I dead?"
Looking at the strange environment, the dog touched the one...two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight thousand-year-old cold iron knifes, and licked them with his tongue and hidden on both sides of the back of his mouth, and in the four posterior grooves.
drug.
It’s normal to have sex when facing all kinds of dangers... more than a dozen tricks are normal.
With a clang, he held one of the short swords in his right hand and made a defensive posture.
He clenched his fist with his left hand, and hid a handle in his palm, and hid two handles in each of his cuffs. Then Cheng Gou looked at the surrounding environment.
Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.
There is also the ninth short knife on his body, which is around his waist.
When he killed Tang Huai, he threw out one, and there should be only eight left.
He touched his waist and took out a short knife to look at it. It was wiped smoothly as new as new, without any blood. The poison soaked in the knife was also cleaned up to avoid hurting himself by chance.
Looking further, Cheng Gou immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his equipment was in the bag and the thrown crossbow was also there.
"Brother Wu..."
Before I could feel grateful, the dog felt dizzy and coughed violently, squatted on the ground with his head in his arms, his headache was split, and his mind seemed to be storming.
A large number of martial arts insights passed through his mind like a flash of sight, allowing his spirit, thinking, and insights on martial arts... to be fully sublimated in his trance.
The Eternal Life Skill, Bloodthirsty Demonic Art, Formless Vitality, Heavenly Tribulation Sword, Dragon Subduing Monument Wrestling Hand...
Ten peerless magical skills are deeply imprinted in the depths of the soul. They seem to have been trained for thousands of times, and they can learn without a teacher, and they can learn without practice. Cheng Gou has an illusion, as if he has become a martial arts god, and his body and mind have been transformed.
It's like being a human being again.
Even his own realm has entered the realm of a top-notch master, his qi and blood are like dragons, and his whole body is full of strength.
After a long time, Cheng Gou finally recovered.
But due to excessive brain power consumption, his face turned particularly pale and his stomach was roaring, and the strong sense of hunger made him dizzy.
"Ahem cough cough..."
For some reason, the dog always couldn't help but want to cough, and his throat was itchy and he couldn't stop it.
Looking up, there are words on the wall of the cave, which are three points into the stone, as if written on it with the powerful Vajra finger. The pen is like a dragon and a snake, and the characters are extraordinary.
"Dog, if you wake up and get hungry, you can take the Wuling Pill in your bag. There are two jars next to it, with dried red dates and wild fruits stored, which can be used to satisfy your hunger."
To go further up, you need to fast and cultivate a pure body.
But it's not that you don't eat at all.
It also needs to be combined with some fruits and vegetables, especially in the early stages of fasting, otherwise people will starve to death.
Cheng Gou turned his bags and saw more than twenty pills wrapped in gold paper and waxed outside.
Without any hesitation, he swallowed a Wuling pill, picked up two more jars, and ate red dates and wild fruits for a while. His stomach felt better, but his face was still pale and he looked sick.
Looking at the exit of the cave, there are still words on the wall.
"Dog, it may take some time for me to go out for medicine."
"If you are idle in the cave, you can go ten miles north, where there is a medicinal field I have opened."
"The caves and medicine fields are both shrouded in Feng Shui pattern. They are in and out of the quake position, nine forward and one retreat, three left and three right, so they can be safe."
"If Liang Wenbai comes to send the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine, just accept it."
Cheng Gou thought for a moment and was sure that he could not help Brother Wu in the spraying, so he began to sort out himself.
During his sleep, his hair was growing all the time, his new hair had turned black, and his old hair was like dead grass, which was clearly black and white, and looked very strange.
He cut off his white hair with a short knife, and he couldn't help coughing again.
Sitting cross-legged and checking your skills, Cheng Gou can confirm that there are no injuries on her body.
Vaguely, he remembered that he seemed to have sucked Tang Huai into a mummy.
Whether there is a severe poison on the short knife, the master will die. You go and suck him...
"It will be retribution for harming others and yourself."
The dog whispered in his heart, shook his head, and couldn't help but cough again.
I'm afraid this sequelae will be with you for the rest of your life.
However, there is no perfect thing in the world. It is already God who can grow old but never die and be reborn again. How can he dare to ask for more?
Cheng Gou calmly accepted the fact that he had become a tuberculosis.
I used to pretend to be sick, but now I have become sick, and everything is determined by heaven.
Cheng Gou couldn't help but missed the blame.
When he was undercover in the Tianzhuo of Yongchang City, it was the most worry-free time in his life.
Luo Guo and Sun Gang are both their own people, and the only one left is unknown, but they are not harmful to everyone.
Later, Brother Wu also came. Everyone basked in the sun in the yard all day, chatting and laughing, and was indifferent to the world, and life was very beautiful.
With a sigh, the dog suddenly remembered the technique of internal energy and face-raising skills passed down by Ma Liu. He used to be insufficient and could not use it, but now he can try it.
When I was practicing bone shrinkage, my bones on my body sounded and became thinner.
The internal energy rushed to the face, padded the bridge of the nose, sucked the cheeks slightly back, and the face was slightly adjusted. Soon, Chengdog turned into a sickly man with a blood-colored face.
"Ahem..."
After coughing for a while, Cheng Gou walked out of the cave.
As a qualified gold medal spy, no matter any new location, you must be familiar with the surrounding environment and geography as soon as possible.
Before fighting, plan a retreat first, set traps first, and take measures first...
The light in the cave was very dark. When we arrived at the entrance of the cave, we suddenly realized the clear view. There were scattered primitive forests covering the earth, surrounded by mountains in the distance, clouds and mist, and a canyon near it. The stream flowed through it, and the cave was on the cliffs of the canyon.
There is no cover around my feet.
The scenery is nice, but Cheng Gou is a little shocked.
There were two masters confronting each other not far away, and the atmosphere was very tense and about to break out.
One person was wearing a white robe, elegant temperament, carrying a big bag. Many of the branches and roots of the medicine were broken and the bag appeared, and there was a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine.
The visitor was Liang Wenbai.
The other man was burly, with a rough face, carrying a nine-ring big golden sword, and was full of fierceness. He was eyeing the spiritual medicine bag, which was obviously robbed.
Liang Wenbai is a great master. This swordsman is just a top-notch, but his momentum is not weak at all. He stands proudly on a huge rock, with his hands on his back, his eyes like lightning, and exudes confidence from the inside out.
On the contrary, Liang Wenbai frowned, as if facing a great enemy.
The cave is surrounded by Feng Shui pattern, and neither of them sees Cheng Gou, as if a leaf is blocked from seeing Mount Tai, and their spirit and vision are distorted.
But from the dog's perspective.
The two people who met on the narrow road were flying, hid their hands behind them, and burning incense...