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Chapter 75

I just don’t know, how could they suddenly die here?

Lao Zhu said: Didn't your second brother just say that your grandfather's mission was to kill them? Maybe they got carried away with excitement after getting off the ship, so your grandfather took the time to kill them.

The second brother shook his head and said: Impossible. When grandpa killed these Germans, he did not use force himself. He used a borrowed knife to kill people. It would be like knowing that there was a rice dumpling in a coffin and deliberately opening it. That would be strange.

, whose power is he borrowing from here?

When I looked at the extremely gorgeous red flowers on the ground, I felt inexplicably glamorous, and suddenly I was reminded of the content in foreign jungle adventure movies - piranha flowers!

When I thought of this, I immediately shouted: Be careful of these flowers on the ground! This red color may be dyed by sucking human blood! These foreigners died on these flowers.

As soon as I said something, Lao Zhu groaned and looked at the ground warily, fearing that he would suddenly stretch out a hand and get his feet entangled, but the second brother shook his head and said: This flower is okay, and it wants to attack us.

There's no need to wait until now. It's just strange, why did these people die here so suddenly?

When the second brother was talking about these flowers, I felt a little itchy in my crotch. I stretched out my hand and scratched it twice, and I felt it even more unbearably. When Lao Zhu saw it, he asked me: Xiao Sanliang, do you miss your Miss Bai?

Nana, what the hell is it, and you still have time to scratch your balls.

I cursed, "Fuck you, uncle, it's a little itchy in my crotch. The poison from that toad just dripped a little bit here, and my little dick almost became crippled."

The second brother glanced at my back, suddenly his face changed drastically, he pushed me far away, picked up the knife, and slashed it to the ground. Lao Zhu yelled, "Fuck!"

! These flowers specialize in people's lower three sets?

Before I could figure out what was going on, my second brother came over, took out a bunch of twigs from my pants, and said: I understand, because you have a wound there, and these flowers smell of blood. I just saw them.

They all got in. These foreigners must have been injured, but they were attacked by these flowers here.

I quickly untied my belt and took a look. I saw a few hair-like whiskers that had penetrated into my wound. I had no doubt that if my second brother hadn’t discovered it earlier, all of these whiskers would have penetrated.

In my flesh. Thinking of this, I jumped up from the ground. Just kidding, there are so many tweeds on the ground, do we have to cut them all the way?!

After I stood up, I looked at the wound and found that those black whiskers were still drilling into it! These whiskers were damn alive! I subconsciously wanted to pull them with my hands, but the whiskers were drilled very deep, so I pulled them.

It hurt so much that I grimaced, as if these hair-like things had penetrated extremely deep!

When Lao Zhu saw me like this, he stretched his head to take a look. I quickly covered it and cursed: What are you looking at! What do you two have to see?

Lao Zhu rolled his eyes at me and said, "It's hairy. To be honest, I guess you shouldn't pull it out. It will be more uncomfortable if it breaks and grows inside. Generally, these things are afraid of fire. You can use a lighter."

Burn and see.

I thought it was right, and the two men saw nothing, so I simply pulled my pants down to my knees and used a lighter to burn the wound. However, when I burned it, the outside was burnt by me, but the inside was burnt.

But because of the high temperature, it was scurrying around inside my flesh! I was so painful that I almost jumped up and cursed: Lao Zhu! What a bad idea you have!

The second brother walked towards me, pressed my shoulders, snorted and said: Don't move!

After saying that, he leaned down. I thought he was going to suck it out for me, so I quickly said: Second brother, don't worry about them, it's actually nothing.

But his hands kept wandering around the roots of my thighs. To be precise, he used his thumbs to press gently around my wounds.

Suddenly, he quickly covered my mouth with one hand, separated two fingers from the other hand, and quickly inserted them into my wound, with a quick squeeze! I only felt my blood flowing along my wound.

There was blood on the lower part of the thigh, and the second brother said to Lao Zhu: Wipe off the blood quickly!

Lao Zhu also knew the priorities. He took off most of his shirt and wiped off the blood on my thigh. At this time, the Bana flower who was still still started to go crazy!

The second brother covered my mouth with one hand, pressed my wound with the other hand, and yelled at Lao Zhu: Throw away the cloth!

At this time, Lao Zhu listened to my second brother very much, because the second brother was the calmer he was in the chaos, and he could give people a huge sense of security. Lao Zhu threw away the cloth in one fell swoop.

But damn! The strip of cloth was too light, and after I threw it away, damn it floated back again!

I saw Lao Zhu roll over, pick up the rusty gun on the ground, wrap it with a piece of cloth, and throw it away!

This process was quite short, but several thin whiskers were still wrapped around Lao Zhu's arm. The moment the cloth flew away, those whiskers quickly detached themselves, and then chased the entire cloth away.

At this moment, all the other flowers in the garden rushed towards the cloth as if they were crazy.

Although my wound was covered by my second brother, the smell of blood was unavoidable. Although I could bear the pain, I couldn't run if I was asked to run. My second brother picked me up and said to Lao Zhu

Said: Run quickly!

Because part of Hibiscus Flower still came to me. Can you imagine the way the second brother hugged me? One hand was around my waist, the other was pressing my thigh, and he was running like that. I don’t care about this.

How disgusting it is to be chased by Hibiscus Flower, just such a posture really makes my balls hurt!

Lao Zhu shouted while running: Zhao Laoer, didn't you say that after here, the old man Qin Shihuang is waiting for us! Isn't there no danger? What is this!

The second brother was still running and ignored him. He ran to a tomb in front. He hugged me and stepped in. Lao Zhu quickly closed the door behind him and sat down on the ground.

The second brother had also relaxed. He could look behind him, but he immediately stopped. He picked me up and continued running forward! I didn't know what was going on, but when I looked, I found that those hair-like whiskers had actually penetrated.

He got through the gap in the stone door!

Lao Zhu ran over in a few steps, took out the stove from his backpack, lit it as he ran, put it on the ground, stood behind the stove, and shouted to those beards like a 2B: Come on! Come and fuck me, Grandpa Zhu.

ah!

No wonder he was arrogant, because those whiskers immediately retreated as soon as they came into contact with the high temperature. Lao Zhu breathed a long sigh of relief, sat down on the ground, and shouted: I am so exhausted.

I glared at him and cursed: You are still tired, my balls are about to be torn apart by my second brother!

The second brother put me on the ground, tore off a piece of cloth and bandaged my wound. I asked him: Why did you put your hand into my flesh just now? What did you pull out?

He took out a bloody thing from his pocket and washed it with some water. Because he had left too much water for his eldest brother, he didn’t dare to waste it now, but it didn’t affect my ability to see the true face of the thing. The second brother said: I

I left it to you on purpose.

Before I could see it clearly, Lao Zhu crawled over and snatched it away, shouting: "I'm so lucky! Is this the fruit of life?"

After reading it, he handed it to me, and I shivered with fright! This was just a ball of meat, but the outline could be clearly seen. This was a miniature version, similar to the thumb baby that appears in fairy tales. I asked tremblingly

The second brother said: Brother, is this really a fruit of life? If you eat it, you can live forever?!

He rolled his eyes at me and said in a dull voice: No, all kinds of causes in the past life lead to the results in this life. I never knew what Taoist Wang meant when he said this, but now I understand everything.

This is the secret of the line face race, and Qin Shihuang now uses this to tell us the answer.

I asked puzzledly: What answer, what secret, second brother, it’s now time, can you stop selling it?

------This is human nature. Not long ago, I felt guilty and forced him to tell me the answer, but now I can't help but ask him. I don't know what I am contradicting.

The second brother asked me and Lao Zhu: Do you remember the secret of immortality we found? Do you remember those female corpses that can give birth to living babies? The race with straight faces is indeed an immortal race, and I also know why the flower of the other side is in mythology

According to legend, it must be planted next to the Spring of Reincarnation! Because this flower represents the power of reincarnation!

Earlier, although I knew that the race with a straight face could be used as a carrier to allow a person to be reborn as a baby, I didn't know how a living person could return to a woman's belly.

Drill it in and slowly make it smaller? It's obviously impossible. If it becomes a baby before you drill it in, there's no need to drill it, right?

I asked Taoist Wang this question, and he kept repeating: All kinds of causes in the past life lead to the results in this life. I thought he was talking about Buddhist slander and was playing riddles with me.

At this point, the second brother laughed almost crazily and shouted: I know! I finally know the so-called secret of immortality!

Lao Zhu's face turned green with anger, and he cursed: Mr. Zhao, I'm going to fuck you! If you know, tell me now! What kind of circle are you going around! Do you want to kill Lao Zhu?!

The second brother snatched the "ginseng fruit" from my hand. He pointed at it and said: I want to tell you, it is a miniature version of Xiao Sanliang. Can you understand?!

I understood it in an instant and forgot to speak. I didn’t know what kind of expression I had on my face. It must be all kinds of expressions. I even wanted to turn my face into a straight face.

Besides being shocked, I’m still shocked!

But Lao Zhu jumped up and cursed: Damn! You two brothers are bullying me, Lao Zhu, because I have no IQ!

ps: In fact, I haven’t interacted with everyone in the chapter for a long time. First, I talked too much, and what should not be understood is still not understood. I don’t say it, and what should be understood is still understood. Recently, unemployment and love have hit me all at once, which has made me feel uncomfortable these days.

I was almost blinded. Fortunately, I am very nervous, but when a person calms down to type, it is inevitable to feel melancholy from time to time.

It has been very hot these past two days. I ran out to relax, and was dragged by my friends to play cards. I suffered heavy losses, which made my already poor family even worse. Oh, I won’t say more, I will shed tears if I say too much.

As for the publication of Fans in the Game, to use a sentence from my editor, there is absolutely no problem with the publication. However, because of the harmony, a lot of things may need to be revised. I have recently been working on the book number and so on. This process should not be too long.

It won’t be short-lived, and it won’t be difficult to go public around National Day.

There is also the issue of the new book. The game is about to end. I think I wrote it well at the beginning, but the rest may not be to the taste of many people. I am not going to tell you, my dears, to follow Sanliang to your death. I just want Sanliang to be ignored.

In the future, whether or not to write a book, where to write a book, and what kind of book to write, when you see the name Sanliang Erqian, you can go in and take a look, and tell Sanliang you have seen my game, that’s enough~

Not much to say, besides, the PS is longer than the text, but it’s not worth the money~ (To be continued)


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