After raising the fire, the cave finally warmed up.
Chuntao took his clothes and roasted them by the fire, while Long Xiaoshan took out the small bottle and looked like it.
This little bottle is so strange that it has aroused his interest. He just took the bottle and looked at it for a while, and then exclaimed. He clearly remembered that his blood was stuck to the mouth of the bottle, but why did the blood disappear again when he saw that it was gone?
Could it be that he read it wrong?
It shouldn't be. Long Xiaoshan is still confident in his eyesight. Although the cave is dark, it is not as good as he can't see clearly.
"Xiao Shanzi, what are you looking at? Where did this vase come from? It's quite beautiful." Chuntao saw Long Xiaoshan holding a bottle and looking at it, and was a little curious.
"Oh, I picked it up in the cave." Long Xiaoshan said.
"There is such a beautiful vase in this hole?" Chun Tao's eyes looked strange.
"Do you like it? Or give it to you." Long Xiaoshan picked up the vase.
"No, no, I don't want it." Chuntao waved his hands repeatedly and said carefully after a while: "I heard from my grandfather that I can't pick up bottles and jars in the mountains."
"Why?" Long Xiaoshan said.
"Grandpa said it might be left by the mandrill ghost in the mountains, or it was a burial object, with heavy yin energy." Chuntao said with some fear.
Long Xiaoshan laughed out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" Chuntao bit her lip.
"What the hell is the mandrill, I'm not afraid of them." Long Xiaoshan said disdainfully. He had been in Lingxi Prison and knew that the most terrifying thing in the world was definitely not ghosts, but people.
Chuntao saw that Long Xiaoshan looked indifferent, and he was worried that Long Xiaoshan would laugh at her, so he kept silent.
Long Xiaoshan continued to study the small bottle.
I don’t know why, but I feel confused and my eyelids are fighting.
Suddenly he felt the light outside brightly and rushed out of the cave entrance. He looked at the horizon with some shock. A huge phantom stood, shrouded in light, and could not see clearly. However, Long Xiaoshan was surprised that the phantom seemed to be
He held a bottle, which looked very similar to the one he picked up from the hole, but was much larger, and the phantom was as big as supporting the world. In proportion, the bottle should be bigger than a mountain.
Long Xiaoshan felt the huge phantom slightly lowered his head and looked at him. He felt like he was being penetrated.
Immediately afterwards, the phantom disappeared.
Only the bottle was still in the air, turning into a green light and falling from the sky, hitting towards Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan was a little shocked and hurriedly wanted to run away.
But the bottle was too fast.
It fell on him in the blink of an eye...
"Xiao Shanzi! Xiao Shanzi!" Chuntao's voice sounded in Long Xiaoshan's ears in a hurry.
Long Xiaoshan sat up suddenly.
He was covered in cold sweat, and then he realized that he was dreaming just now.
"Xiao Shanzi, what's wrong with you? I couldn't wake you up just now." Chuntao asked nervously.
"It's okay, sister-in-law, I just had a dream." Long Xiaoshan shook his head and made himself clearer. He wondered, after he practiced the Eternal Life Art, his energy has always been very strong, and he rarely fell asleep without such unconsciousness.
The situation.
He glanced outside the cave, it was dark and the rain stopped. He hurriedly said, "Sister-in-law, how long have I been sleeping?"
"I don't know either, it will take two or three hours." Chuntao said, "I can't wake you up, and I dare not leave."
"I'm so sorry, sister-in-law, let's go down the mountain quickly." Long Xiaoshan found that his clothes were covered with his body. It was Chuntao who changed them back when he was asleep.