Chapter 299, how can there be such a cheap thing?

Fang Yan often felt that he was lonely. For example, when a person does not know what to eat for dinner, for example, when a person squats in the toilet and forgets to bring paper, or when he wants to put this vamphimore in a soup pot and stew it but no one agrees-----

He felt that no one understood him.

"Fang Yan, don't put that kind of dirty thing in the pot, throw it away, throw it away------" Xia looked at the chopsticks in Fang Yan's hand and sandwiched the earthworm-like object that was still squirming all over his body, and said with nausea.

She felt her stomach twitch at first glance, how could she throw it into the soup pot?

"Teacher Fang, hurry up and trample it to death, it's so disgusting, I have goosebumps on my body---- what is that? earthworm? or snake?" Jiang Qin couldn't stand this ugly mollusk. She was most afraid of soft things like earthworms or snakes.

"Teacher Fang, raise the chopsticks. Yes, exactly. I'll take a photo and send it to Moments-----Okay, I'm done, you can shoot it to death and throw it away." Drop off the cliff, it's uncomfortable to watch. "Miss Yuan Lin's mentality is quite good, but her suggestion is still to throw this thing away.

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The others also wanted to suggest that Fang Yan throw away this thing, but because the relationship with Fang Yan was not as close as that of Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin in the summer, and because of Fang Yan's strong threat of force, they didn't dare to say it.

Song Ge opened his mouth, and finally decided to watch for the time being. It's just a pot of soup, if it is ruined, it will be ruined, and it will not be good to offend Fang Yan.

Lose?

These losers, they don't know how precious this thing is. That ginseng, deer antler, bear's paw, or something like that, wasn't even scum in front of it.

This snake is called a vamphire, and it was raised with poisonous blood. Every time the skin is shed, a rotation occurs. It already has two white lines on its body, and one has faintly appeared, which proves that it is about to have three rotations.

Rotate a hundred times, and the snake can turn into a dragon. Jiao has gone through thousands of catastrophes, soared to Jackie Chan, and took charge of the rain field.

Of course, this is a myth and legend. However, most myths and legends actually have many origins.

It's not often that this vampeater is about to turn three times. After it turns three times, God knows what kind of existence it will become?

Moreover, the poisonous snake that grew up on poisonous blood is full of poison all over its body. If handled properly, the snake's venom is removed, and its flesh is unbelievably delicious. Fang Yan had eaten pufferfish, and the taste of that thing couldn't be compared to this vamphager---- of course, Fang Yan hadn't eaten a vamphore for the time being.

Because vampeats are man-made poisonous snakes, and they are regarded as precious lives, who would be willing to take out one to make snake soup?

Fang Yan sighed softly and said, "Since everyone is unwilling to share, then I will enjoy it alone." You are not allowed to say that I eat alone. ”

Fang Yan turned to the restaurant owner who rushed to hear the news and said, "Prepare a glass bottle for me." It's the kind you drink in wine. ”

"Okay. Our family brews our own plum wine, and sometimes guests like it, and they will ask us for a few bottles to take back to honor the elderly. So the shop has specially prepared a lot of one-pound glass bottles, and I will prepare them for you. The little boss said.

"Master Fang, do you want to make wine with it?" Song Ge asked curiously.

"Yes. Fang Yan said. "Let me tell you, this snake wine is a good thing, not to mention mosquito bites and all kinds of snake venom, even if you are suffering from a malignant disease---- of course, you have already rejected my kindness, so this thing is mine. ”

"Is it so magical?" Song Ge asked uncertainly.

"It can also strengthen the kidneys and strengthen the yang. Fang Yan whispered.

Song Ge's face showed remorse, and he said, "Then when Master Fang's medicinal wine is brewed, I'll go and ask for a drink?"

"No problem. Fang Yan said with a smile. "If you still have it when you come. ”

Seeing Song Ge staring at the blood-eater in the middle of the chopsticks with burning eyes, Fang Yan held the blood-eater and handed it over, saying, "Give it to you?"

Song Ge was so frightened that he retreated again and again, he was still afraid of this strange thing.

The owner of the restaurant quickly brought in a glass wine bottle with a rubber stopper on it.

Fang Yan asked the restaurant owner to uncork the bottle, and then stuffed the vampoore in with chopsticks. It has no eyes, but it is extremely responsive. As soon as Fang Yan let go of his chopsticks, it turned around and wanted to escape.

It's a pity that it is not as fast as Fang Yan after all. Fang Yan had already corked the bottle and blocked it inside.

"Give me a pound of liquor. The strongest liquor you've ever had. Fang Yan said.

"Then the plains are white? sixty-five degrees. The owner of the hotel said.

"Okay. That's it. Fang Yan said.

So, Fang Yan poured a bottle of 65-degree Zhongyuan Bai into the glass bottle.

As soon as the liquor was poured in, the vampoore struggled desperately to dodge in the bottle. Obviously, it prefers blood, not this pungent alcohol.

Fang Yan closed the cap of the bottle and let it roll and toss inside.

Bang bang bang----

It was so powerful that the glass bottle thumped at it.

Moreover, Fang Yan deliberately put the wine bottle on the table to observe, but as a result, the wine bottle kept shaking and vibrating on the wooden table, as if it might fall or fly out at any time.

Chirp----

The sound coming out of its mouth grew louder and louder, and then it got smaller and smaller. After ten minutes, it finally stopped moving.

"Dead?" asked Yuan Lin curiously. This little girl was very interested in new things, and she was the only one who ran behind Fang Yan to watch, because she was lazy, her chin simply rested on Fang Yan's shoulder.

"It's playing dead. Fang Yan said. "If you don't soak for seven days and seven nights, you can open the cap of the bottle and it may escape---- of course, it will escape if it bites someone. This snake is very vindictive. ”

The crowd listened to it with a chill.

Summer said, "Really, is this snake ---- it still knows how to deceive?"

"What animal doesn't know how to cheat?" Fang Yan said with a smile. "People have their own way of preserving their lives, and animals also have their own life-saving tricks. Besides, snakes are insidious creatures, so it's not a strange thing to do this kind of trick----"

Seeing such a monster shaking in front of their eyes, everyone lost their appetite completely.

Fang Yan looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Are you all full? Let's go back when we're full." I'll take this thing out into the sun. ”

When they walked back to the hotel, everyone was far away from Fang Yan.

Who saw him holding such a wine bottle, as if he was holding his own son, and he was not afraid of panic with a doting face?

After escorting everyone back to the hotel safely, Fang Yan returned to his room.

Holding the glass bottle in his hand, looking at the vamphilist who had been deceived to death in the bottle, Fang Yan's face became cold.

Conspiracy!

It's a killing trap!

The snake that pounced on the summer must not have jumped out by accident, did it? The snake was driven by a man to frighten the defenseless summer on the top of the mountain. Summer accidentally falls off a cliff, and the only person on the scene who has the ability to save Summer is himself----

If the person behind the scenes continued to make a move when he flew to the cliff to save Summer, I am afraid that he and Summer would be in mortal danger---- why didn't he take action immediately?

If it had appeared in the summer when it fell off a cliff, the situation might have been very different, right?

Fang Yan didn't know that the Snake Jun was about to urge the poisonous snake to give Fang Yan a fatal blow when he was attacked by Tianjizi. The vampurier's ability to lose the voice of the snake chariot is greatly reduced, and the best opportunity to attack is lost by tracking all the way.

Who the hell is digging such a big hole and trying to bury himself in it?

Fang Yan always felt that he was a good person, but why were good people so troubled?

I'm just a broken mouth, and I'm not a big traitor, so why do everyone have to get along with themselves?

Fang Yan placed the glass bottle on the windowsill, where the noonday light shone just right.

Sure enough, the vamphores inside the bottle were the most afraid of the sun. The body rolled and twitched inside the bottle again.

Fang Yan ignored it, closed the door and left the room.

Big pit. Blood. Footprints.

Fang Yan picked out the viscosity of the blood with a stick, and calculated the time, which happened to appear when he fell off the cliff in the summer. What came out of the big pit was also new soil, judging by Fang Yan's eyes, it was blasted out by people's energy, because the soil was so broken that it was all shattered into powder. Only strength can grind the soil into powder indiscriminately.

Fang Yan's expression was solemn, what kind of person could have such internal cultivation?

Moreover, the other party was bombarded down from a high altitude, so this pit has the feeling of being squeezed. Fang Yan imagined a battle scene in his mind, and found that there were some actions that he couldn't do even if he couldn't do it or did it better than the person who made the shot.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan's heart was a little relieved.

Xixia Mountain is not small or big, and there are only those two people who can have this kind of skill. One is himself, and the other knows who it is.

Tianjizi helped himself to survive the catastrophe.

However, if it was Tianjizi's shot, why did he let the poison run away again?

"If you want to accept apprentices, you have to be serious, who wants to work with you half-heartedly?" Fang Yan thought in his heart.

He walked to the valley high up, then bowed slightly to the east.

He knew that he was grateful that he could see it.

"Let's settle the bill. Fang Yan thought happily.

"Bastard. At a stream at the foot of a mountain, a middle-aged Taoist priest gritted his teeth when he saw Fang Yan, who looked like black spots. "A bow is a return to the favor? How can there be such a cheap thing? Wait, you and I have a deep fate, don't try to escape from my palm. ”

(PS: Thank you for the reward of the Zen brothers of the crippled silkworms, and I also wish you and your family a happy holiday!