Everyone was amazed, Du Qingfeng smiled and said, "Senior brother, won't you stop, get down?" Huang Jingxuan said: "That's true." It is indeed recorded in the book, but when the mountain people were collecting medicine, they saw it, and because they were illiterate, they called it a mallet. There is a book on the spiritual mountain, so go back and read it. Alright, let's go. They will be encountered along the way, and they have been in this inaccessible place for many years, and they may not have seen anyone before. Therefore do not frighten them, nor harm them. ”

Du Qingfeng said in a low voice: "In case they are hungry and want to eat us, shall we also let them eat?" Although Han Yiming was walking beside Huang Jingxuan, he could hear it clearly, and suddenly heard Sima Lingyi laugh and said: "Senior Brother Du, they just open their mouths to eat you, and they have to eat it." One of your arms will kill it, what are you afraid of? The Buddha still sacrificed his life to feed eagles, you just gave up an arm, what is there to be stingy?" I only heard the laughter behind me. Han Yiming remembered the short body of the mallet, and he really couldn't "eat people" as Du Qingfeng said, and couldn't help but smile.

After walking for a while, there was no human habit, and no other beast was seen. Seeing that most of the sun had already sunset, Huang Jingxuan said: "I'm going to rest here tonight, let's find a flat place to stop." Then he said to Pingbo Dao in the back: "Brother Pingbo Dao, let's find a place to rest in front." The Pingbo Daoist rushed up, looked around, and said, "That's all there is to it." ”

When I came to a stream, I saw that it was flat, and I stopped here. There are many streams and the land is moist, but it has always been very rough and full of ravines, which is the opposite of the flat mountain roads that you have seen before. Even the grass that grows on the ground is completely different from what I have seen before, most of them are curly whisker leaves, some of them stretch out on the ground, and the color is also different shades, and the grass is still very heavy water vapor when the sun sets.

Everyone rested, Han Yiming followed Du Qingfeng to the edge of the stream, and as soon as he squatted down, a silver light flew from the opposite side, Han Yiming was stunned for a moment, Du Qingfeng stretched out his hand and pulled, the thing came quickly, Han Yiming didn't have time to react, he was pulled by Du Qingfeng and jumped on the ground, and saw that the thing fell where he was squatting. The thing fell to the ground and was broken into several sections, Han Yiming just wanted to speak to Du Qingfeng, but saw Du Qingfeng "Huh" and looked at the broken thing into several sections.

Han Yiming was very surprised, and also looked at those few things. Although the light was dim at this time, it was still clear that it was a few pieces of silver, and if it weren't for the fact that they were still writhing, they would look like a few pieces of broken silver. Han Yiming got closer, Du Qingfeng grabbed him, swiped his fingers, and took a little light out, facing the broken silver on the ground.

At this time, it was even more distinct, and several pieces of silver-white things writhed desperately on the ground, all twisting towards one of them. Han Yiming looked at that paragraph carefully, and after watching it for a long time, he saw two green dots on that paragraph. One of the sections twisted next to the one and leaned towards the back of the one, and both sections twisted much faster than the others. After twisting these two sections for a while, the two severed heads touched, and after touching, they no longer twisted hard, but gently swung them. After a few swings, he began to twist vigorously again, but it had become a section. The next few sections were twisted hard towards the back of this one, and then another section was picked up as before.

Han Yiming was dumbfounded, and said, "Senior brother, what is this?" Du Qingfeng also opened his mouth, and after a while he replied, "I don't know what it is?" The two looked back, and Sima Lingyi came over at some point, and also looked at each other.

Han Yiming was very surprised when he heard this, and said, "Is there still this kind of snake?" Sima Lingyi smiled: "Yes, this is only rare, not nothing." But it's off the beaten track, so it's no surprise that there's such a thing. The snake does not bite people, and it is not poisonous, but it will break into several pieces when it is dropped, but it will return to its original state after that. But this kind of silver is rarer, and its two points of green are the eyes. Han Yiming and Du Qingfeng praised the beauty of this snake. Sima Lingyi said with a smile: "There should be another kind of golden, fiery red eyes, which are also very beautiful, called the Golden Broken Snake." Before the words fell, another golden light flashed, falling to the ground, Sima Lingyi smiled: "Yes, that's it." ”

Han Yiming took a closer look, and saw that there were several golden segments broken on the ground, each of which had the thickness of his own little finger. The golden scales of the broken snake looked more distinct, reflecting the glow of Du Qingfeng's hand. Han Yiming looked closely, and sure enough, he saw two small red dots on one of the sections, which were the red eyes that Sima Lingyi said. couldn't help but say to Sima Lingyi: "Senior brother is really knowledgeable. Sima Lingyi said with a smile: "What is this, the books on the Lingshan Mountain are all-encompassing, you can read more and you will know." ”

And they were all very tired after a day's walk, and they were all drowsy after eating dry food. As soon as Han Yiming fell asleep, a thing jumped into his arms, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that his round body and slender tail were the mallets, which frightened him and jumped up and shook his clothes. The mallet fell to the ground and leaped away like an arrow. Looking around, there are also mallets that will jump on the senior brothers, but they don't care, or they just dust it on their bodies, dust it on the ground, and let it go. Either they didn't react at all, and the mallet bounced off them and leaped into the grass.

Although the mallet looked disgusting and ugly, it did not seem to be vicious, but it was just jumping around and not biting. Rao is like this, Han Yiming is still a little disgusted. Holding his eyelids, he saw that the black shadow was approaching, so he dodged away. Although he was always afraid that the mallet would bounce on him again, he couldn't resist the fatigue, and he fell asleep after a while.

I don't know how long I slept, and suddenly there was a scream of "ah", and everyone woke up from their sleep and looked at each other blankly. The scream continued, and everyone looked at each other for a while, and then they realized that this scream was made by the disciples under the seat of Pingbo Daoren. They all looked at the disciple, only to see that he had been bitten by something on his arm, the wound was huge, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The man leaped to his side, looked at the wound for a moment, and with a gesture of his hand, summoned a small piece of charred wood from the bonfire, and burned it at his wound. Han Yiming was taken aback, and only heard Huang Jingxuan say: "I don't know what it was biting, and I don't know how to detoxify, burn it first to seal the wound, and see it tomorrow." Before the words fell, I saw a black shadow flashing in front of him, and Pingbo Dao's eyes were quick, and he pulled out the peachwood sword on the back of the disciple next to him, and slashed towards the black shadow.

What bit this disciple, and what consequences will be brought about by the sword of the Pingbo Daoist, these will be talked about in tomorrow's chapter. Thank you for your support, please remember to vote for your puppet while reading the book. Thanks again!