At that moment, I raised my head to take a closer look at Su Daji hanging above my head. The snow-white and crystal skin formed a huge contrast with my black leather jacket. I thought she was wearing just one piece of clothing, but I didn't expect that she was also wearing a lower body.
She wore leather shorts and a pair of ankle-length military boots, and her deep facial features were mostly covered by thick long hair. Her hair was very long, reaching to her buttocks.
Looking at the men in black again, there is a pair of eyes with a faint green light in the gaps in the masks, which look extremely evil.
Their legs and feet were stretched on the ropes, and they aimed their guns at us.
Su Daji raised her hand and said, "Slowly." She stopped the attack.
Her voice was very light, mixed with a hint of hoarseness. I didn't dare to stay any longer. I followed the second grandfather with my knife handle and ran crazily to the opposite side of the arch bridge. I could feel that Su Daji did not pursue me. She once again
Let me go.
Ten minutes later, we were completely surrounded by sacred grass lampworms. We extinguished the torch with the handle of the knife, and we looked back.
On the far opposite side, we found that the four pillars of the wooden pavilion were dimly lit, and several figures were surrounding the wooden table, looking towards us.
Because I was running too fast, my head was buzzing due to lack of oxygen. I held my knees and gasped, so I asked the second grandpa: "Second grandpa, why don't they catch up?"
The second grandfather was also very tired. When he saw me asking this question, he raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Are you confused by that Su Daji?"
I blushed and waved my hands quickly: "Ah no no no, Second Grandpa, what are you talking about? I think she has so many men, and taking us down is not a trivial matter."
The second grandfather laughed, shook his head, and said: "That's not necessarily true. She is taboo about the three yuan blood of our Witch Burial Sect. Don't blame me for not reminding you two, never look into Su Daji's eyes. They are the ancient Su clan
Snake kings throughout the ages would plant a layer of snake pupils in their eyes. If you look at them for a long time, you will be confused by them. Many men think they have got them, but they don't know that it is all an illusion."
I straightened up immediately, feeling that this thing was so surprising. After thinking about it, I said in disbelief: "Then the legend between her and King Zhou of Shang is false."
The second grandfather rolled his eyes, spread his hands and said: "The stories in the list of gods are all myths and legends. How can you believe in fiction? There are constant disputes between the north and the south of China. No matter how big the dynasty is, the most they can take advantage of is the hard work of manpower.
How could it be that something like this could be something that Su Daji was interested in? What was recorded in history was not true. In ancient times, transportation was slow and people talked too much. How could it be passed down and recorded again?
Gullible!"
"Oh..." I nodded, feeling that this was indeed the case.
He fanned the sacred grass lampworm with the knife handle and weighed the torch in his hand. He saw that the last layer of oilcloth was almost burned out. When I went to see my torch, there were only two layers of oilcloth left. He said: "
It’s really forbidden to burn the torches made by the Wang family, but it’s almost time to stop cooking. Fortunately, there is some magical grass here... there are so many lantern bugs, it seems that it can only be used as a fire stick for self-defense."
He still didn't want to finish, and pointed the torch in the direction of Su Daji, "But then again, that bitch shows so much flesh, isn't it too cool?" At this point, he burst out laughing.
This is also a strange question for me. Isn't she cold? She was naked and sealed in topaz before. I went to see the second grandfather, thinking that he might know, but to my surprise, the second grandfather glared at the knife handle and cursed.
Said: "You scar face, you are thinking about some five poisonous and three-color things. She is not selling meat. She has a pair of insect kings in her body, as well as the long roots of the red gold longevity grass. She is not hot.
She wears less, but needs to expose her skin to receive heat from the outside. Once the longevity root catches the cold, she will be very weak. Nothing is perfect, not even the longevity technique."
Although the second grandfather only said these few words, the amount of information contained in it is very huge. Now is not the time to ask in detail, but it can be seen that my three grandfathers are very fond of Mogou and Su Daji.
I have worked hard to study, otherwise I would not understand it so thoroughly. Ever since I was born in my hometown of Wutonghua, maybe my grandfathers have started to guard and study Mogou at that time. Regarding the identities of the folks in our village, what are their identities?
, that is probably a matter of the previous generation. My generation is really confused, and the truth of the matter is always covered with one perfect lie after another.
The number of sacred grass worms here is even greater than that on the plank road, so dense that they rush directly to our faces. We fan the sacred grass worms back and forth, just like brushing away snowflakes.
Unable to stop, we can only cover our eyes with our hands and continue on our way through the gaps between our fingers. The sound of the sacred grass lantern insects flying is very soft, but when it is so dense, the sound of the vortex can be clearly echoed in the ears.
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After walking inside for about seven or eight minutes, the second grandfather started to pull me and the knife handle, and waved his hand downward, which meant that we were allowed to crawl down and crawl forward. As soon as we lay down, the insects became thinner, but
The further I crawled inside, I found that the sacred grass lantern bug was much bigger, already about the size of a walnut, almost the same as a normal butterfly.
Not long after, the second grandfather got into a tree hole. When I saw that it was not a black and blue tree, I looked up again and saw that it was a real living tree! But when I looked nearby, I found that the black and green tree was nearby.
The roots of the green trees are so densely intertwined that the trees have almost merged into one. I wonder to myself, haven’t all the black green trees in Shennongjia been used to build plank roads? How come there are black green trees in Snake Tomb as well.
Second Grandpa saw that I was dazed, so he pulled me in the tree hole and said, "Stop being dazed and come in quickly. There are snakes around here!"
I am most afraid of snakes. When I heard about snakes, I kicked the ground with my feet, only to find that the soil here was yellow-brown. I got into the tree hole and patted the soil on my body. I choked on the knife handle and coughed. He scratched
Stopped my hand, "What the hell are you doing! Don't slap your bean sprouts, don't choke the old man."
The second grandfather waved his hand and said: "Keep climbing forward, it is not safe here. This tree hole was dug by a pangolin. If it finds out that there is a thief in the house, it will be terrible. Hurry!"
I kept murmuring in my heart, wondering if I could have a good rest. I hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days. I could crawl for more than ten minutes, and my clothes were all torn. I was almost unable to crawl anymore.
, Grandpa Er stood up, and then he realized that the space inside suddenly became larger. There were a few sacred grass lampworms scattered inside, and there was a water eye of about three meters in the middle of the hollow tree hole. The water inside was clear.
It's cool, extremely clean, and it's no longer black water.
Grandpa Er rubbed his hands, looked at me and said, "Okay, this is where the pangolins drink water. Let's take a good rest here."
I didn’t dare to rest, so I asked my second grandpa: “Second grandpa, isn’t this the pangolin’s home? Will it be angry?”
The second grandfather waved his hands and said very tiredly: "Don't worry if you don't know. Any place with water is a public place. Pangolins are moral and spiritual animals. They will not attack us in such situations. Besides, even if
If pangolins want to attack us, the master in your belly will also show its power, and the fairy in your belly has a big status."
I immediately widened my eyes, pointed at my stomach, and said, "What? Is there really something in my stomach?!" 88106.
