Chapter 40 Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people

Chapter 40 Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people

In a daze, Xiao San, who hadn't figured out what the situation was, found that he had sat with that "acquaintance" in an antique, bamboo building built by the water, as for how they came here, turned a few corners, crossed a few roads, and how long it took, Xiao San had no impression at all, as if they had just arrived as soon as they got in the car.

Below the bamboo building, there is a river whose water flow is not too turbulent, nor too wide, the water quality is not good or bad, and it can be vaguely seen that the aquatic plants are fluttering, and the fish are swimming.

Between the two of them, there is a table separated by a dazzling array of special snacks, several large bottles of beer have been opened, and from the taste of it, Xiao San can feel a sense of pleasure.

"Brother Diao, we haven't seen each other for a long time, what have you been busy with lately?" the man asked casually as he lit a cigarette.

Xiao San didn't know how to answer, in his consciousness, he should be fleeing with Qingying at this time, why is the current character scene, and this sudden familiar world, makes him feel very confused, why is he here again?

The man didn't get angry when he saw that Xiao San didn't answer, so he laughed and said, "You are dressed like this, is it difficult to change your career to be an actor?"

"You... Call me Brother Diao, my surname is Diao?" asked Xiao San cautiously.

The man cast a disdainful look and quipped in that broken dialect: "Pretending to be ha, you and I grew up wearing forked pants, you know the roots, don't say that you can't remember your nickname." ”

Xiao San played stupidly with the person sitting across from him, he couldn't remember the other party's name, and thought to himself, should he tell him, don't say the nickname, he can't even remember who the surname is.

The man looked at Xiao San with a blank look, so he had to continue: "I really miss those times, I think of your nickname, I still laugh and have a stomachache, that is still the head teacher personally gave you a name, you really don't remember?"

Xiao San subconsciously shook his head.

The man lifted the wine glass on the table, poured a glass into his stomach, and then continued: "On the second day of junior high school, the head teacher said that he had something to take two days off, and the boys in our class were so excited that they almost turned over the table, and they made an appointment to meet in the game hall at noon, and they didn't run back until the afternoon class, but before we entered the classroom, we saw the head teacher pick up the whip and wait for us there with a black face. ”

"Then more than a dozen of us were punished by the head teacher to stand on the wall of the classroom door, and the head teacher asked one by one, what is the reason why you came to school so late, you were still the class leader at that time, standing at the back, when I saw the head teacher's whip, I almost couldn't help but whip people. ”

Xiao San also listened and recalled, as if there was really this thing in his memory, and some pictures suddenly flashed in his memory.

As he spoke, the man slowly filled his wine glass with wine, and lifted another cup of wine, as if he was waiting for Xiao San's answer.

After a while, the man saw that Xiao San still didn't react, and was about to reveal the answer, when he saw Xiao San get up and said loudly: "I... Lao Tzu remembered, those turtle sons are not righteous at all, and they have said all the reasons, one has died of relatives, and the second ha is his own relatives to hold a banquet, otherwise which relative is sick, or he has a cold, more than a dozen, Lao Tzu really can't find what to say, haha, these turtle son's relatives are really not good, wait until the head teacher walked in front of Lao Tzu, and asked, where are you going? What else can Lao Tzu say, Lao Tzu must not be as spineless as them, curse relatives, and simply say with confidence, Lao Tzu went to play games. ”

The man laughed, and then said: "As a result, you were whipped by the head teacher a few times, saying that you were a poor man and almost removed your position as the head of the class. ”

"I remembered, I remembered, hahaha. Xiao San laughed.

Suddenly, Xiao San suppressed his laughter, looked at his heroic style of stepping on the stool, and was puzzled in his heart, how could he be like this, is this still the same good Xiao San before?

And the slightly dialectical language that he just spoke was obviously not the language he usually used to talk to Qingying and them, but this language seemed to be the one he was most familiar with.

Xiao San began to be a little confused again, and there was a sharp pain in his skull.

"Alas, in the past, I should have listened to the teacher and read more books, maybe it would be much better than now. ”

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In the next conversation, Xiao San has been in a trance, he feels that the person has talked a lot with him, but Xiao San can't remember a word.

Until the two walked out of the bamboo building inexplicably and parted ways.

Xiao San, who was walking alone by the river, lowered his head and pondered, not even knowing what he was thinking.

"San'er. ”

A familiar little girl's voice sounded from behind.

Xiao San was overjoyed for a while, and subconsciously turned around and replied, "Qing..."

Before the English word was spoken, Xiao San had goosebumps, because the owner of this voice was not the eccentric little girl, but the old man with a hooked nose and a flying sword.

He didn't understand why this old man could spit out the same voice as Qingying, and he didn't understand how he could find himself, here, obviously the earth.

Xiao San's mind began to mess up again, and he subconsciously thought, could it be that Qingying had already messed up his poisonous hands?

Of course, the reason why Xiao San thought that he was calling for himself was because there was no one around at all, except for Xiao San, who was the Dream Clan Elder named Dream Boundless.

"Young man, aren't you surprised?" asked Dream Boundless.

Seeing the ability of the old man in front of him, Xiao San subconsciously wanted to retreat, and while retreating, he wanted to grab something, but after groping for a long time, he found that the knife he was carrying with him was no longer by his side at all.

"Young man, what are you looking for, are you looking for this?" Dream Wubian didn't seem to have any intention of catching up with Xiao San, so he slowly retreated.

As soon as Dream Wubian's words fell, in Xiao San's shocked eyes, he had already seen dozens of scavenging beasts appear out of thin air from all directions, baring their teeth and barking low, slowly surrounding him.

The unarmed junior panicked, and his mind went blank for a while.

Meng Wubian showed a weird and cold smile, then closed his eyes and pinched the trick, and said with a smile: "Let me see, what is the most feared thing in your heart?"

When Dream Wubian opened his eyes again, Xiao San's eyes were dark, and a huge shadow fell from the sky, and when he landed, the guy stepped on the solid cement pavement into two huge deep pits.

Bang!

Then there was another loud bang.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, Xiao San fixed his eyes and saw that it was none other than Xiao San's first time in the dark forest, and the two Xiao San fierce beast brothers who were only one step away from taking Xiao San as a ration.

The burly figure about ten meters tall, the mouth full of sharp teeth, the muscle groups that seem to explode, and the demon image of chewing human legs, Xiao San still remembers it vividly.

The fierce beast walked towards the little three step by step, waving its huge forelimbs, which were one point thicker than the body of the little three, beating its chest, as if showing off its charming pectoral muscles.

This is not over, the empty streets suddenly became dark, as if there was a layer of black fog, those hazy places that blocked the view, suddenly shadowy, a pair of bloody eyes like beasts lurking in the shadows.

Before those figures could reveal their true bodies, Xiao San had already guessed, "Black corpse group!"

Xiao San didn't understand how this old man with a flying sword got these guys, and why he would be in the same league with him, but at this time, saving his life was important, and he couldn't allow him to think about it carefully.

Xiao San didn't even think about it, and the conditioned reflex generally turned around and ran in the opposite direction.

But when he just turned his head and saw the scene behind him.

That gaze, that footsteps, was like someone had cast a spell, and I couldn't move it anymore.

Xiao San couldn't believe what he saw, this was beyond the scope of what he could accept.

Maybe he never dreamed that he would be able to see these five people in this life.

The first on the left hand side is a man with gauze wrapped in his right hand, he droops his head, as if he is trying to raise his head, wanting to look at Xiao San, or perhaps, he wants to say something to Xiao San, but judging from his blood-stained chest, it seems that his neck has been cut off by some sharp weapon, causing him to not be able to raise his head, so he has to keep shaking his weak head.

The second one, his face can be seen at a glance, but judging from his distorted facial expression at this time, he must have experienced some extremely painful and extremely terrifying things to be like this, especially the wound in his heart that was pierced by a sword, which made people feel that it must be very painful. What's even more strange is that the blood from the wound seems to be inexhaustible, and it is about to spread to Xiao San's feet.

The third one was even more miserable, as if he had been shot through the head with an arrow, penetrating the back of the head from the eye, and the whole head was blurred with flesh and blood, not only the eyeball was missing, but through the hollow wound, there was also some kind of white flower object mixed with it, Xiao San was tumbling, judging from the person's body language, as if he was still in a state of unknowingness when he suffered this blow.

The remaining two, the two soles of their feet were sparse, and blood was dripping from their mouths, they looked at Xiao San in horror, as if they wanted to say something to Xiao San, but when they opened their mouths, they spit out some of their internal organs.

Xiao San was about to collapse, and shouted in his mouth: "This is impossible, this is impossible?!"

"Torture him slowly, keep him breathing, and when I'm done, bring him to me. "It's like you're commanding these monsters.

Those monsters were as well-behaved as the dogs of the old man with flying swords, and they approached Xiao San step by step.

For a while, the low barking, roaring, sinister laughter, and the strange sound squeezed out of the mouth of the black corpse group gradually drowned Xiao San.

The junior retreated and retreated, and after that, there was only one thing left to jump into the river.

He suddenly glanced back, and the river behind him became bottomless again, and Xiao San had no way to retreat, so he jumped!