Chapter 118: Slaying the Dragon with a Sword

There is a broken straw mat on the ground in the center of the temple, and there is a sloppy beggar sleeping on it, wearing a rotten cotton jacket with holes and no cotton, perhaps it should be called a body cloth more appropriately, he is sleeping face in and back out, the snoring is loud, in the eyes of the villagers, this person is a beggar, or a lazy to do goods.

Outside the temple gate, Xu Qing was peeling melon seeds and looking at the beggar coldly, the beggar didn't even mean to turn over as if he didn't know that someone was looking at him behind his back.

Xu Qing suddenly made a bold move, he took out a raw sweet potato from his pocket, threw it at the beggar on the ground with a raised hand, and shouted, "Eat sweet potato!" "But I am secretly scolding in my heart, let you pretend!

Syllable!

The sweet potato hit the beggar in the back, but the strength was not great, the beggar woke up suddenly, turned around and looked at Xu Qing sleepily, when he saw the sweet potato on the ground, he quickly grabbed it in his hand, laughed twice outside the door, and put the dirty sweet potato to his mouth and gnawed.

Xu Qing took out a sweet potato and shook it, raised his feet and walked into the temple gate, the beggar who was originally bowing his head to eat the sweet potato had a flash in his eyes, it turned out that this guy threw the sweet potato in his hand to his feet, and then walked to the dilapidated statues of the mountain gods and looked at them with interest.

The beggar glanced coldly at his back and began to munch on sweet potatoes again, but the corner of his eye was firmly locked on the kind-hearted peasant boy.

Xu Qing knew that there was a poisonous dragon behind him that was ready to tear him apart at any time, but he had to continue pretending to do it now, because he was scanning around the broken temple with his ability, trying to find out the whereabouts of the robbed baby girls before he could do it.

When his gaze swept over the abdomen of a mountain god statue on the left, Xu Qing's heart jumped, and he clearly saw that there were hundreds of colorful poisonous snakes coiled in these two narrow spaces, and these snakes were coiled into hundreds of constricted round cakes, and some were even stacked together, motionless for some reason, as if they were asleep.

There is a fist-sized hole on the back of each of the idol's feet, and the rest of the place is still intact, and I think these two holes are for poisonous snakes to enter and exit.

Moving his gaze to another slightly shorter statue, Xu Qing found that the black pressure inside was full of ants, these ants were several times larger than usual, each one was the size of a thumb belly, the body was shiny, and the two curved insect pincers on the top of the head were at least one centimeter long, flashing with a little black light.

Xu Qing now finally understands the power of the poisonous dragon, these poisonous snakes and poisonous ants alone are not something that ordinary people can deal with, not to mention that he is still an ancient martial artist of the Xuan Realm, once he escapes, there will be endless troubles.

After looking around the mountain temple, Xu Qing was disappointed that Gen didn't find the whereabouts of the baby girl, and wondered, did this guy hide the robbed baby somewhere else? It seems that the only way to restrain him is to think about it first.

Xu Qing casually walked around the mountain temple, put on an expression of interest, his eyes lit up in vain, he ran to the corner of the wall in a few steps, bent down and picked up an object, it was a small silver hand ring.

The face of the poisonous dragon pretending to be a beggar changed greatly, a fierce light appeared in his eyes, and an arrow stepped forward, snatched the silver ring in Xu Qing's hand, and said coldly: "This thing is mine." ”