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Many saliva monsters looked at each other, puffed and snapped at each other, and suddenly realized: "It turns out that your brain is burned out!" "So I can't even figure out whether I'm a good guy or a bad guy!"

The saliva monsters shouted in a hurry: "It's so pitiful, you came underground to end your miserable fate!" "It's not your fault that your brain is broken, don't give up on yourself."

For a moment, Gordon's ears seemed to be buzzing with countless beehives. After a long time, the surroundings slowly quieted down.

"In keeping with the long historical tradition of the Baba Monster, we will tell happy and loving stories to passing travelers, and heal their inner loneliness and trauma, even if they are mentally handicapped. Tell me, which one would you like to hear the story? "As the wisest and humorous elder in the saliva monster, I have won thousands of storytelling contests, and I have rich experience and standard Mandarin ......."

"You're the judge of every storytelling contest, right? Besides, you lost several teeth, your speech leaked, and you dozed off and drooled halfway through your speech! "Bang Bang Bang Bai said, "I'm different!" Young and strong, alive and jumping, the image and temperament are all bad, and there is no bad breath! ”

The rest of the spobers scrambled to shout: "I'm going to tell stories too, I'm going to do it too!" ”

"I want to hear stories from underground, preferably in this setting, to make me feel more immersed," Gordon mused. ”

"Underground?" "It's dark underground, what is there to say except for a group of goblins and a blind giant?" ”

"I'll speak!" "One night a long, long time ago, a very vicious blind giant ate a goblin. The next night, he ate another goblin. On the third night, he also ate a goblin...... On the night of the three hundred and sixty-fifth day, he couldn't help but fall in love with the goblins...... Since then, he has embraced him intimately and slept in the coffin. Neither racial hatred nor each other's gender can separate two people who love each other. ”

The saliva monsters applauded: "This is a good story from hate to love, it must be rewarded!" ”

Gordon also applauded. The Tale of the Sloba Monster is long and repetitive, uninteresting, but reveals invaluable information: a goblin race and a ferocious giant live nearby.

Goblins are the most annoying race of the elves, filthy and smelly, obscene, and fond of petty theft. The giants are tall and thick-skinned, with infinite strength, and although they belong to humans, they are ferocious and murderous, and their combat power is at least about the gray tin level.

Pala-la quickly interjected: "I also have a story!" Once upon a time, there was a tall, handsome prince, certainly a little worse than me. In order to find the demon uncle who killed his father and abducted his mother, he walked into the deep darkness alone, black as ink. Notice that I used adjectives, figurative sentences, and postmodernist techniques...... At last the prince fell down among the poignant cannibal flowers, raised the head of the devil, and cried out in sorrow: 'The night has given me black eyes, but I have used them to find the light!' ’”

The saliva monster applauded in unison: "This is a good story of the victory of good over evil!" There are too many private goods, too many advertisements in them, too abusive and too literary. ”

Gordon's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered the description of the pit of sin—"Where the cannibal flower blooms, the blood of sin is like ink, and the demon spreads its wings, and the light cannot shine in." ”

Could it be that the pit of sin is also here?

Puff puff puff finally couldn't help it and cleared his throat: "As the proverb goes, save the best for last." I'm going to tell you a true story for the finale.

About a few million years ago, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather, anyway, a lot of grandfathers moved here. At that time, there was a large group of sand cave people living here, digging the ground all day long, and everyone couldn't sleep well.

Late one night, the wind and thunder were fierce, and strange light shrouded the ravine, and every dark crevice was illuminated. From far away from the sky, a vast and mysterious river suddenly flew, with no head or tail in sight, and penetrated tens of thousands of meters of hard rock and rushed into the ground. ”

His voice gradually slowed down, and his voice was low: "Grandpa has never seen such a strange river, and when you look at it, it seems that even your soul will fall into it and be unable to extricate yourself." ”

His cheeks trembled and his frightened eyes widened: "Many grandfathers stared blankly at the river, ignoring anything, and they couldn't hear the loud shouts in their ears. Some grandfathers suddenly cried, some screamed, and some laughed heartily...... But in the end, with a weird smile on every corner of their mouth, they died quietly. ”

The saliva monsters around them listened with bated breath, their expressions nervous, and a few of them closed their eyes in fright.

Puff puff suddenly raised his voice and exclaimed excitedly, "Because their souls have been taken away!" Swallowed up by that river! No, it's not a river, it's a demon! A terrifying demon from hell! ”

The spit monsters let out an exclamation. Puff puffed for a while, and then said: "This is the biggest disaster in the history of our tribe, and a large number of people have suffered misfortune. Since then, the survivors have moved out of the ground and moved here. Later, there were also Sand Cavemen6 who went underground and approached the demon. But without exception, they all died, quietly and with a smirk on their faces. Eventually, it became a forbidden place for the Cavemen. ”

He stared at Gordon, a deep wrinkle on his forehead: "Redskin, if you want to go underground to find that river, it's no different from looking for death, no one can leave that demon unharmed!" ”

"He clearly said that he is a human being, don't change your concept!" Crackling and interjecting, "Besides, his brain is broken, and he is bent on looking for death." ”

Puff snorted and glared fiercely: "Do you want to hear it?" ”

The saliva around him was weird and in unison, and he shouted: "Bang Bang Bang, shut up!" ”

Gordon was surprised and asked, "Has no one ever left alive?" ”

"It should ...... Possible...... Maybe......" Puff Sneered with a look of memory on his face, and said for a long time, "I don't remember exactly." It seems that my grandfather mentioned that there was a little monk from the Sand Cave Clan passing by here......"

"And then?" Gordon waited for a long time, but did not get a reply from Puff. After a few moments, a heavy snoring sound came from its large poofing nostrils, its head drooping, its eyes half-open and half-closed, and the slightest wisp of saliva coming out of its mouth.

"Damn!" Many saliva monsters scolded, "The old guy is breaking again!" Every time! ”

Schadenfreude shook his head at Gordon: "You can't hear your story, he's asleep!" ”

Gordon fell into deep thought, he thought that the long river of time was a great opportunity, but what he heard from the mouth of the saliva monster was a mysterious and bizarre nightmare.

"Why don't you leave, human, do you want to wait for our guidance and gifts?" A saliva monster winked at Gordon.

Spob-goats, you look at me, I look at you, frowning at each other, snickering and grimacing. Pala-la couldn't help laughing: "What kind of guidance and gifts?" That's all the legends that we saliva monsters deliberately made up in order to let you hear the story! ”

"Hahahaha!" The spit monsters laughed in unison and sang excitedly. The deep singing sound is like a rolling heat wave, vibrating endlessly between the rock walls.

Gordon couldn't help but smile, waved his hand at the saliva monster, and walked forward.

"Every traveler is a farewell.

Every time I say goodbye, I think we will meet again.

Each time, it ends up being a lifetime.

In every life, there was only one time. ”

Until he stepped into the depths of the dark chasm, the song still echoed in his ears, like candlelight in the dark night.