Chapter 9: Telephone ???

Since there are written records in China, the mountain spirits and goblins, the gods and saints are accompanied by the shadow of history, complementing each other, and each dynasty is embarrassed to write a true history if it is a magical story. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Not to mention the ancient Yanhuang era, from the beginning of Dayu's control of the water, to the Xuanniao Shengshang, the head of the Zhou Wu Wang, the old man of the Zhou Dynasty, the west of Lao Tzu out of the Han Valley, the Han Gaozu beheaded the White Snake Uprising, etc., there are a large number of folk myths that have cast a layer of mystery on the Chinese civilization.

Mystery is something that would rather be believed than believable, and Gaia has existed for so many billions of years, and it is difficult to guarantee that there is something that science cannot explain, so this also adds a touch of fantasy to the imagination of human beings.

Most of the people who like monster novels have had dreams of Yan Ruyu in the book, Wang Yao didn't read many of these novels before, but after learning to review books, he read a lot, and it became imperceptible.

What's more, under the backdrop of this primeval forest environment, it makes people feel as if they are in another time and space, which is full of weirdness.

The figure incarnated by the giant beast under the moon is really too reminiscent of the transformed mountain goblin.

"Little brother, don't you want your knife?" Just when Wang Yao was confused, the goblin on the hillside spoke, although with a hint of accent, but it was indeed Mandarin with a straight and round tone, and the voice was soft, it was the purest and most beautiful voice Wang Yao had ever heard.

Wang Yao couldn't help but subconsciously squatted down and picked up the Tibetan knife that he threw down, swallowed his saliva and shouted, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Because he was too nervous, Wang Yao's voice was a little hoarse.

Demba Nyima also shouted.

"Of course I'm human. The girl on the hillside came down from the hillside, and the giant beast that had just bent down also stood up and followed her.

The girl walked to the other side of the river, less than ten meters away from Wang Yao, Wang Yao finally saw the other party's face clearly, and was immediately shocked.

Wang Yao has also seen beautiful women, Zheng Jingjing, Mo Ke, He Saifei, Xia Wanrou They are all big beauties, and they have also seen big stars like Zhou Gongzi and International Zhang, and they stay with the senior sisters of the troupe all day long, and they are also a little aesthetically tired.

But after arriving in Tubo, the women of Tubo awakened Wang Yao's aesthetics again, not that the women of Tubo were ugly, but that the skin color caused by plateau red and sun exposure was abnormal, so that the faces of these women were not as stunning as in the eyes of normal people, but what was amazing was the natural quality of Zhong Xiuyuling on their bodies.

But this girl is tall, her long black and thick hair is tied behind her head and braided into a beautiful scorpion braid, and she also wears a headband made of unknown gemstones, with a string of animal teeth on one side of her small ears, and a yellow agate stud earring on the other side, her skin is like snow, her big warm eyes are full of aura, and her high nose and mouth are slightly upturned, which almost perfects the Tibetan genetic characteristics to the extreme.

In particular, he was wearing a beige satin bandeau on his body, revealing a crystal flat lower abdomen and slender arms flowing under the moon, and a short animal skin skirt with no beast on his lower body, revealing a pair of slender and white long legs, and a pair of cowhide boots on his feet.

Wang Yao saw four words in this girl, exotic.

Wang Yao couldn't help but be a little stunned, and stood in place in a daze.

How could such a beautiful girl appear in this deserted primeval forest in the middle of the night?

Demba Nyima looked a little excited when the girl approached, and her big tail, which had not wagged much all the way, shook desperately, and let out a cheerful barking dog and passed the river.

Running to the giant beast beside the girl.

The beast looked very similar to Dampa Nyima, both had fluffy hair and a huge body, and the beast's hair was pure white, as beautiful as Hada in the moonlight.

This turned out to be a Tibetan mastiff too, and it was even more lapping than Dampa Nyima.

Seeing that Danbanima pounced excitedly, the white Tibetan mastiff stepped back and let out a warning roar, which made Danbanima pounce.

At this time, Wang Yao came back to his senses, swallowed his saliva, and looked at the girl who was squatting beside Danba Nyima and touching its wet hair, "You, are you really human?"

"Little brother is so scared that he doesn't even know anyone?" the girl looked at Wang Yao with a smile, "Besides, if I were a monster, I would have eaten you a long time ago." ”

Saying that, the girl still has a big and small mouth, showing her white teeth, and she is indescribably cute.

Wang Yao's heart beat sluggishly, his face turned red unconsciously, he put away the Tibetan knife, picked up the bag and torch that he had just thrown on the ground, and asked cautiously, "This compatriot, why are you here so late?"

"I'm waiting for you. The girl patted Dampa Nyima's head and washed her hands in the river, smiling.

Wang Yao was stunned, "Wait for me?"

"Yes, grandpa asked me to wait for you here, why did you come, I fell asleep. The girl wrinkled her nose and complained, beckoning to Wang Yao, "Come here, it doesn't seem to be too peaceful tonight." ”

"Your grandfather?" Wang Yao became more and more puzzled, frowning and a little suspicious, "Girl, are you sure you're waiting for me?"

"Are you sure, if you don't have someone else coming to this damn place?" the girl blinked, "Aren't you here to find the scriptures?"

Wang Yao was stunned, and then exclaimed in ecstasy, "You are the book keeper?"

The girl shook her head, "I'm not, my grandfather is, I'm here to pick you up." ”

Wang Yao licked the corners of his mouth excitedly, crossed the river with the river water, and looked at the girl up close, which was even more thrillingly beautiful, "Hello, my name is Wang Yao." ”

"Hello, my name is, well, my name is Su Yong. The girl blinked her eyes wide, said with a smile, and then patted the white Tibetan mastiff beside her, "This is Sona." ”

The white Tibetan mastiff looked up at Wang Yao.

Wang Yao expressed his friendliness in the language of beasts.

Sona froze for a moment, just like Danba Nyima's initial performance, she turned around Wang Yao and sniffed, but she didn't lie on Wang Yao's body, probably because of her mother's relationship.

"Hey, can you speak mastiff?" a hint of surprise flashed in the girl's Su Yong's eyes.

"Well, a little. Wang Yao smiled shyly, not daring to look at the girl's beautiful and somewhat excessive face, "Are you a mainlander?"

"No, I'm an elephant-chsiung. Su Yong said with a smile.

Wang Yao was startled, turned his head and looked at the girl in astonishment, "Zhangxiong? ”

"Well, the country seems to be destroyed. Su Yong pursed his lips and smiled, "But I'm really an elephant male, and so is my grandfather." ”

Wang Yao gasped, feeling that the place he was going to must be a big secret, and with the apprehension in his heart, Wang Yao asked, "How did your grandfather know that I would come?"

"yes, he muttered a few months ago that there would be a visitor, and it was confirmed yesterday. Su Yongjiao said with a smile.

"Is there a Buddhist oracle?" Wang Yao swallowed his saliva, his eyes lit up, there were too many coincidences in the past two days, which made him a little convinced.

"No, it was Master Mage who called my grandfather to tell him. Su Yong said with big watery eyes.

Wang Yao's feet slipped and fell directly to the ground with a painful muffled sound, he had never been planted all the way, but he didn't expect to be knocked down by this little girl's words.

Telephone? And such a high-tech thing? Isn't there no signal in Tibet???

The pain couldn't stop the astonishment and sadness of the countless grass and mud horses galloping past in Wang Yao's heart. (To be continued.) )