Chapter 137: What a big myth
The flower-faced old man almost flew up the slope of the dry river from an inhuman angle.
Changsheng is also a sincere child, just thinking about the words of his senior brother Yao Jiuyin, he felt that this flowery old man was just running faster, since he was an unpopular character, he should be able to deal with it, so he didn't panic.
He volunteered to block in front, and when he saw the old man with a fierce face, he subconsciously raised his hand to block it, just like that, Changsheng felt that the whole person was not good, his arms seemed to be about to be shaken off from his body, and half of his body began to numb, and he was suddenly startled, and all the strength of his whole body immediately increased.
Yao Jiuyin, a big liar, what kind of unpopular character is this!? Changsheng has been in his heart XX Yao Jiuyin thousands of times, his expression is solemn, this flower-faced old man gave him a big dismount as soon as he came up, so that the only little slack in his heart disappeared invisibly.
But at this time, Yao Jiuyin was still sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai appearance, not in a hurry, not even in a hurry, standing quietly behind Changsheng, he seemed to have full confidence, and he felt that Xiao Podao could fight through this unpopular character.
"What, dead bald, old pervert...... Is it that the old man doesn't even have the strength, he can't even beat my junior brother, and he still wants to fight with Lao Tzu......" Yao Jiuyin continued to stimulate the flower-faced old man mercilessly.
Yao Jiuyin is addicted, but Changsheng's stomach is full of bitter water, and the flower-faced old man shoots like electricity, and his moves do not leave his lower body, and every blow is eager to tear people to pieces. He was fast and fierce, baring his teeth as he fought, and let out a roar like a beast, which was eerie.
Changsheng has cultivated since childhood, and his strength is very great, but it doesn't seem to be enough to see in front of this thin and old flower-faced old man. After touching three or five moves, the bones in the whole person's body seemed to be scattered.
The flower-faced old man's eyes were full of fierce light, and it felt like he would never stop if he didn't kill Changsheng, and he continued to force Changsheng back five or six feet away.
Yao Jiuyin was still humming a little song and was indifferent, I saw that the little broken road was in danger, but I was a little anxious, my eyes didn't dare to blink and stare at the slightest movement on the field, even if I had "fiery eyes", in the fight between the little broken road and the flower-faced old man, I suddenly found that after the fierce light in the flower-faced old man's eyes, there was a trace of hidden fear, although the fear was only a wisp, but it seemed to come from the deepest part of my heart.
I hurriedly sent a secret message to Xiao Podao, told him what I had found, and asked him to find out the reason and win with one blow. Xiao Podao had to shake his spirits and deal with the flower-faced old man.
But the strength of the two sides is too different, Xiao Banzhu Xiang has no chance to fight hard, the two thin fists of the flower-faced old man are impenetrable, one punch after another, as if there are many shadows that dazzle Xiao Podao's eyes.
Xiao Podao felt that he couldn't bear it, and began to dodge, but he couldn't hide from the front and the back, and he was just caught off guard and was punched in the chest by the flower-faced old man.
Bell――
This punch was blocked by the goggles on his chest, and the goggles made a buzzing sound, but the residual power of the fist was still terrifying, and Changsheng's body couldn't help but lean back, feeling that the blood in his chest was surging towards his throat, and he forcibly held it back, and a trace of blood had flowed from the tip of his nose.
This is the first time that Xiao Podao has fought with someone, and the cause is still unknown, and he was beaten so embarrassed without a few fights, I saw that Xiao Podao was beaten and had no power to fight back, and his face began to be anxious, wanting to help him.
"Die!" The flower-faced old man struck a blow, and immediately followed suit.
At this time, Yao Jiuyin took out a round bead, which was smooth and crystal clear, as if he was about to live.
When I looked closely, it was an eyeball, for I saw the black eyes inside, flickering and flickering, as if dripping water.
Yao Jiuyin threw his eyeballs at the flower-faced old man, but he didn't expect that the eyeballs were really alive in mid-air, and the eyeballs flew sideways, the speed was extremely fast, and there was a sharp sound of breaking the air.
The flower-faced old man had already pounced in front of Changsheng's eyes, and suddenly saw the eyeballs that broke through the air, his eyes suddenly froze, and he was instantly terrified to the extreme, he didn't care about anything, and even wanted to dodge it.
At such a close distance, the eyeballs flew so fast, and it was suddenly difficult, the flower-faced old man was useless to dodge, he could only avoid the vital parts of his body in danger, twisted his body hard, and the eyeballs popped through his left shoulder.
Whew――
The flower-faced old man seemed to have been pierced by a sharp knife, and let out an inhuman wail, and he couldn't care about chasing Changsheng anymore, so he turned around and ran.
I immediately understood that the fear of the flower-faced old man was probably due to the breath of this eyeball on Yao Jiuyin's body.
The flower-faced old man even rolled down the river, running desperately, and felt too slow to run wildly, so he simply used his hands and feet, like an old cat running away frantically.
The eyeballs seemed to have a natural enmity with the flower-faced old man, and Chengjing generally had an independent consciousness to chase after him, and the eyeballs carried a wisp of blood on the flower-faced old man's body, constantly shaking, and slightly emitted a sound of excitement, which made the flower-faced old man extremely frightened.
"Ah, it hurts, it hurts...... Why are you pinching me......" Xiao Podao "howled" in pain.
"I'll make sure I'm not looking at mythical ......"
"Then you pinch yourself, you ghost girl!" Xiao Podao looked aggrieved.
"I'm afraid it hurts ......"
"...... you," Xiao Podao asked the sky speechlessly.
After the old man ran out for a while, a scene left us stunned as I pinched the small break to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
The running body flashed suddenly, and among the billowing dust, we saw the old man with a flowery face turn into a fox-like thing, fleeing for his life at the bottom of the river.
It was indeed a fox-like and somewhat strange thing, with almost all of its fur shed, and a tail waving in the wind behind it, and there were as many as nine of them when you looked at it. In the folklore of the river beach, the nine-tailed fox is the most spiritual and the most benevolent divine object, without a little ferociousness, but the nine-tailed fox transformed by the flower-faced old man is evil and violent.
The old nine-tailed fox that even lost its hair fled along the river for a while, and we followed closely behind, running out at least six or seven miles one after the other, a huge mountain cliff appeared in front of us, the river in front of it was blocked by the rocks that collapsed from the cliff, the nine-tailed fox wailed while running, it was pierced by the eyeballs, and the blood dripped non-stop along the way, and when it ran to the front of the cliff, it flashed and suddenly disappeared.
We ran over and saw a hole in the gap between the collapsed soil layers of the river, from which the river extended, and the hole was low enough for one person to pass through, and it must have been from here that the nine-tailed fox had gotten in.
"After so many years, I really didn't expect this old thing's life to be so hard, and even the eyes of the civet cat can't make it for him......" Yao Jiuyin looked at the entrance of the cave and bit his lip and said.
It suddenly occurred to me that Yao Jiuyin was so familiar with this weird flower-faced old man, and this old man lived here, could it be that he had been here before, and if he had been here, then he had revealed some key information to us intentionally or unintentionally along the way, and finally came here, what was his purpose......
Yao Jiuyin looked at him with some hesitation when he saw that I was puzzled, he sighed slightly and said: "This cave is the Ten Thousand Corpses Cave, this dry river is called Lishui, which originates from the Nine Dragons Lair and flows into the Red River through the Ten Thousand Corpses Cave...... Remember, the Nine Dragon's Lair is the final destination marked on that map......"
"Shall we continue to the Kowloon Lair?" Changsheng asked weakly.
"We had no intention of going to Jiuli Zudi, but I didn't expect to end up here, I will definitely continue to walk, but I am not reluctant, and those who are not willing to continue can quit...... From here, there is an ancient ferry port of more than 20 miles to the west, and when the Red River floods, you can go back......" Yao Jiuyin didn't look at anyone, just stared at the entrance of the cave and said slowly, his tone was very calm. (To be continued.) )