The monkey was put on the body of the fox fairy again" Li Liuye rubbed his hands from the house in a panic, but he didn't dare to step forward. (A just looked out of the glass, it was scary.)

The fat man ran over and took the monkey down: "Tell you to cover your nose and mouth, what are you yelling about." ”

Then, the fat man saw the flower-faced fox start to wander out of the gate again, probably because there was no stock in his stomach, and his heart was bottomless

Hurriedly handed over the monkey to Li Liuye, and the fat man followed, Li Liuye slapped the monkey's face: "Wake up, wake up"

The fat man caught up with the flower-faced fox, took out a small piece of mutton and threw it to it, and contacted the feelings first. The flower-faced fox was not polite, ate the mutton in a few bites, and then walked forward with the fat man.

The fat man slowed down and basically followed the fox. After going around in a big circle, I entered Daqing Mountain and began to drill into the forest.

The snow in the forest has not yet melted, and it is still dry because of a thick layer of pine needles. It's this flower-faced fox that likes to burrow into bushes, it is short in stature, and it can drill through when there is a space, but the fat man's goal is too big, and it is very hard to walk.

However, the fat man could not relax in the slightest, especially when the flower-faced fox stopped, the fat man stared at it to see if it was eating.

All along, the fat man has eaten something with a flowery face, which has hallucinogenic functions.

The flower-faced fox looks laid-back and more like a trip up the mountain. Suddenly, its body sprang out and threw itself in the hay a few times.

The fat man was ecstatic, and hurriedly came up, only to see a flower-faced fox pressing a flower-backed vole on its paws, and it was eating deliciously.

"Looks like I'm a little hungry too. The fat man muttered, and then took out a few spring cakes, rolled them with a strip of fatty meat, took a big bite, and did not forget to take out the bottle and pour two sips of wine.

Originally, the fat man turned around in the mountains, but he was taken around by the flower-faced fox, and he couldn't find the south, south, west, and north. The fat man was suddenly startled: "It's not good, it seems to be lost." ”

If it was an old forest on the side of the mountain, he could still come out, and Nanwazi came here once, looking at the same direction as it looked, except for the big tree, which was the pine needles and withered grass on the ground.

Holding the red tassel gun in his hand, the fat man regretted it slightly: This matter is a bit too urgent, it would be nice to call Uncle Sangun.

After walking forward for a while, I saw that the forest was getting denser and denser, and the pine needles under my feet were getting thicker and thicker. The fat man knows that this is already a veritable deep mountain and old forest, and it is usually inaccessible, and this month, there will be no people.

"You guy, where are you going? The fat man scratched his head vigorously, thinking to himself: since the flower-faced fox can return to the goose factory, he can only follow it.

The flower-faced fox had no idea that he had become the guide of the fat man, and he had no consciousness at all, wandering around the woods at will, all by nature, and sometimes, in order to track a little mouse, he had to wander around for a long time.

The poor fat man had no choice but to be patient, like a little follower, wandering around the mountains. The fat man is also a frequent visitor in Daqingshan, but he has never been embarrassed like this time.

"To hell with curiosity!" the fat man cursed as he walked.

At this time, I saw the flower-faced fox stop under a large pine tree. I saw that its nose was slightly **, and there was a low whining in its mouth, which was very excited.

The fat man's curiosity was seduced again, and he stared at the flower-faced fox with all his attention, and he had long forgotten the oath he had just made.

The flower-faced fox plucked open the grass with its paws, revealing a clump of dried mushrooms, gray in color, scattered in small heaps, which did not look special, like all mushrooms that have not yet had time to rot in the fall, frozen in frost and then slowly dried.

The flower-faced fox stretched out his paws, pulled out a few dried mushrooms, and then ate them with relish.

The fat man's heart moved: he ran all the way to the mountains to eat mushrooms, and he must be tired. Although foxes are omnivores, they are definitely not as interested in mountain mushrooms as humans do.

You must know that before the dried mushrooms are processed, they are dry and dry, no different from firewood pulps, and they are definitely not delicious.

Moreover, the fat man also understands that there are many mushrooms in the mountains, and there are many poisonous mushrooms among them.

In this case, most children go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, and pick back the poisonous mushrooms in a daze, and the adults do not look carefully, and the result is dangerous.

The fat man has long known that the poison is powerful, so when picking mushrooms, he has always followed the principle of "if there are maggots, it is not a poisonous mushroom", although the method is a bit stupid, but it is accurate.

And this mushroom in front of him, the fat man really saw it for the first time, and it seemed to be covered with a layer of gray-white powder, which looked fluffy.

The mountain is so big that even those who have lived under it all their lives cannot fully understand its mysteries.

Under the close attention of the fat man, the flower-faced fox ate a total of three or four gray mushrooms, and then, lying on the grass beside him, quietly, motionless, as if waiting for some kind of sacred moment to come.

After a few minutes, the flower-faced fox began to roll in the grass, its four paws scratching in the air, a moan from its mouth, and a small pile of white foam at the corner of its mouth.

The fat man stepped forward and stared at the flower-faced fox's eyes, only to see that the pupils inside were much larger than usual, and they seemed to be like a bottomless pit, which looked extremely bewitching.

Even the fat man hurriedly looked away, afraid

Middle. He scratched his head vigorously, and a thought popped up in his heart: "This is drug use." ”

Gently patting its belly with his hand, there was no reaction at all, the flower-faced fox had obviously entered some kind of wonderful realm, and he had no idea what was going on outside of him.

The fat man basically understood the whole thing: the problem must be in this mushroom, it must contain some kind of special drug that can cause people or animals to hallucinate. And the flower-faced fox inadvertently revealed this mystery, just like taking drugs and becoming addicted to drugs, and ate a lot of this.

The mushroom is transformed in its body and turned into a fragrance to track its prey psychedelica, which is originally the nature of the fox family, but because this flower-faced fox is an "addict", the poisonous gas is a little special.

Thinking of this, the fat man cautiously approached the mushroom pile, and was just about to lean his nose over to smell it, when he suddenly remembered the attack weapon of the flower-faced fox, and hurriedly turned his face back, and then put all the remaining ground ash into the wooden box.

After he went back, he was going to give this mushroom to Wang Sanpao and Lao Yaozi to take a look, after all, those people had walked in Daqingshan for most of their lives and had seen a lot of knowledge.

The flower-faced fox was still rolling in the grass, and its limbs were stretching more and more slowly, as if it were performing slow motion, and if it seemed to the untruthful, it did seem to be full of some kind of magic.

The fat man has no experience and history of drug use, but he smokes. I remember when I was ten years old, I once played with my friends to spit out smoke bubbles, that is, in a smooth place, the edge of the kang, the surface of the table, etc., and then smoked a big puff into the mouth, mixed with some saliva, and spit out a semi-circular smoke bubble on the surface of the table, which was full of smoke and would not be extinguished for half a day.

As a result, there was a little sister in the neighbor's house, who had to pester him to vomit, and lined up on the edge of the kang for a long time. Finally, after using the fifth cigarette roll, the little fat man fell to the ground, fluttering like a fairy.

Although I didn't suck it into my lungs at that time, I was more or less wrapped in it, and because I was young and my nerves were relatively fragile, it was a drug addiction.

The situation of the flower-faced fox is like taking drugs. And this state lasted for more than an hour before it ended. The flower-faced fox slowly stood up from the grass, his steps still a little floating. It glanced up at the fat man, and the fat man could tell from its eyes that the flower-faced fox had regained his senses.

At this time, the flower-faced fox is almost invincible in Daqingshan, so this guy will cultivate that kind of worldly characteristic.

The fat man didn't dare to follow it, who knows if it would be unhappy to release the poison, the distance is so close, you can't hide if you want to.

Until the eyes were black, and finally out of Daqing Mountain, the fat man identified the direction, and soon the light from the direction of the goose factory, although it was a candle and oil lamp out of the dim light, but in the wilderness, it was still like a lighthouse.

The flower-faced fox drank water by a puddle for a long time, and the fat man took out a flashlight and walked with him to the goose factory. The cold stars in the sky66 continued to blink, the earth was empty and silent, and a man and a fox seemed to be mysterious visitors in the thousand-year-old forest, stepping on the night and floating to the earth.

The fat man patted the flower-faced fox's head lightly, and the guy also stretched out his tongue and licked his hand, which was a little closer than he was to Qiqi.

The fat man hurriedly retracted his hand: You guy just finished taking drugs, who knows if there are toxins in his saliva, and he finally has to get home, what if you put me down again?

Getting closer and closer to the goose factory, a flashlight was also shot over there, accompanied by Li Liuye's question: "Is it a fat man?"

Then there was an exclamation, and it was clear that the flashlight shone on the fox's eyes, and the fox's pupils had a special structure and strong reflexivity, and when they looked at it in the dark, it was almost like a fiery eye.

"Sixth master, it's me back!" the fat man hurriedly shouted, don't frighten the old man.

"Why did you just come back? Li Liuye complained in his mouth, and then he came up again: "Fat man, have you found anything strange?"

Li Liuye actually cared more about this matter than the fat man, because he always thought it was the fox immortal who was having fun. The fat man patted the flower-faced fox's head: "Solve the problem, let's go into the house later." ”

When he arrived at the house, the fat man sighed and ate a full meal, and then took out a gray mushroom: "Sixth master, and the Yangtze River, you have seen a lot of food, have you ever seen this kind of mushroom?"

Everyone came up to look at it, and then shook their heads together, and the monkey also picked up the mushroom and wanted to put it under his nose to smell it, but he was also stopped by the fat man.

The fat man told everyone about the reaction of the flower-faced fox after eating this mushroom, and they were all amazed, Li Changjiang slapped his thigh: "Fatty, what you said is similar to a child eating too much tobacco paste." ”

Only Li Liuye frowned deeply, fell into deep thought, and after everyone calmed down, he lit a pot of cigarettes, and then said slowly: "Fatty, hearing you say this, I remember one thing, and it has been about thirty years. ”

"Then you can talk about it. "The fat man is also interested.

"Thirty years ago, there was a great dancing god in our commune, called Wang Sanxian Gu, do you still remember?" Li Liuye clicked the small bags under his eyes, and a puff of green smoke rose up, and the whole person was a little ethereal.

"Wang San Xiangu!" except for Cheng Lei and the fat man, everyone else exclaimed in unison.

The fat man scratched his head: It seems that this fairy girl is not very famous.