The little carpenter didn't know how he could see the snake in this dark hole, but he could see it clearly with its mouth open, and the two fangs on its upper and lower jaws, and he remembered it very well.

Is it a hallucination, or is it a flashback from before the NDE?

The little carpenter didn't know, because when he felt the sharp pain, he also felt a darkness in front of him, and fell directly into the pit.

By the time he woke up again, the pain in his right hand had disappeared a lot.

As the little carpenter stood up with his hands propped up, he felt a light fall above his head, and he felt something strange in his hand, and looked at it by the light, and almost jumped up in fright—but on the forearm of his right hand hung a long yellowish snake.

The snake was not as wet and cold as he thought, but had a dry and stiff feeling.

It still opened its mouth wide and bit the little carpenter's arm, but when he tugged at it, the thing slipped and fell, long dead.

The little carpenter examined the wound and found four bloody scabs, which he squeezed lightly with his fingers, but did not feel any pain or pus.

Isn't this snake poisonous?

The little carpenter picked up the long snake on the ground as if it had been roasted, and found that it was so dehydrated that it seemed to have been boiling in the fire for a long time, and it felt like it was drying beef.

When the little carpenter had finished looking at it, he threw it away and rubbed his head, feeling a little headache.

He remembered that the snake was supposed to be crimson, and its eyes were bright and sharp, like slags of broken glass, but at this moment, the creature was lifeless, and it was a dull pale yellow.

The little carpenter has followed his master to the southwest all the year round, and he has seen many snakes in the mountains and villages.

But he couldn't tell what kind of snake it was.

Many doubts were piled up in his mind, but when he was full of anger and made sure that he had not been poisoned by the snake, he put aside all his suspicions and looked around.

This is a hunting trap, at least more than a zhang deep, looking at the scale of the surroundings, the average wild boar and bear, it is estimated that they can be tossed to death, the surrounding is smooth, and there are some sharp pieces of bamboo underneath, and the little carpenter is not sure whether he stepped on it himself, or for some other reason.

When he saw this, he almost subconsciously touched his body, and found that everything was fine except for the scabbed wound at the door of his head.

He touched the sharp piece of bamboo, and his heart palpitated.

If I had fallen down before, and happened to step on or hit the bamboo, I was afraid that I would have bled too much and died.

The little carpenter took a deep breath of the murky air in the hole, and looked at the light falling from the weeds above the trap, knowing that it was daytime.

He fell into the trap and passed out unconscious, but it was just nightfall.

And now, the night has passed.

He rubbed his head, trying to remember what had happened yesterday.

As the memories continued to flood into his mind, countless clues converged, and the little carpenter felt more and more headaches.

What makes people have a headache is not only the separated Gu Baiguo, but also the fierce and barbaric Ghost King Temple, and the masked man Pan Zhiyong, who was recognized by Wuji......

The little carpenter finally remembered why he felt that the man who had come to negotiate was a little familiar.

When he fled with Gu Baiguo, he had seen Pan Zhiyong chase them with this person from a distance, but he had warned in advance and evacuated the avenue.

At the same time, he also remembered that in He Mansion in Jinguancheng, Pan Zhiyong told He Wu that he was going to Dujiangyan in Guan County.

I didn't expect this guy to do business, but to come here.

How did he collude with the ghosts of the Ghost King Temple?

The little carpenter had a headache, and then he began to worry about Gu Baiguo again, wondering if she escaped later after she fell into the deep hole of this trap?

Thinking that Gu Baiguo might be caught, the little carpenter couldn't stay any longer, he walked under the cave, and after moving his muscles and bones, he didn't care too much about the unknown dangers, and began to think of a way to go up.

Fortunately, the ghost king Wu Jiageng has three treasures, the cloud exploration hand, the ladder to the sky and the soul flag.

The ladder to heaven is to deal with such scenes.

After a quarter of an hour or so, the little carpenter sorted out all the things scattered all over the place (including the Hanyang-made one) and finally climbed into the trap.

The place was covered with weeds, which almost covered the entrance to the cave, which caused the little carpenter to stumble and fall, and at the same time helped him avoid the ghost quinoa pursuers of the Ghost King Temple.

The little carpenter cautiously poked his head out, looked around, and found that there was no movement, so he dared to climb out of the trap.

He first looked up at the sky and saw that it was already afternoon when the sun was moving westward.

There was silence all around, and yesterday's chaos seemed to be just a dream, if it weren't for the little carpenter's injuries, he would probably have felt so.

The little carpenter has many injuries on his body, large and small, but fortunately, he is young and a cultivator, and his physique is not bad, so he will not have too much burden when he walks around at this moment.

He roughly looked at the terrain, then touched the place where Gu Baiguo ran away, and walked for a few minutes, only to see blood stains on the ground, grass, and trees.

But when I kept walking, I saw no people, or corpses.

He was still waiting to look for it again, but he heard movement in the grass not far away, and hurriedly found a place to hide.

The little carpenter had just finished hiding, but he saw two people walking on the mountain road, and the two were dressed like ghost quinoa, and their bare upper bodies were covered with mud, grass clippings, and dense tattoos that made people feel frightened when they looked at them.

They seemed to be cleaning up the battlefield, one person was dragging a rifle in his hand, and the two of them were chattering and constantly exchanging, as if they were discussing something.

The little carpenter's hiding place, close to them, but did not understand what they were saying.

He lay on his stomach in the bushes until the two had gone far away, and was about to stand up, when he felt a lap on his shoulder.

The little carpenter lowered his body almost in a stress reaction, and then his right hand was already on his left shoulder, ready to draw out the cold snow knife to face the enemy, but at this moment, the man behind him said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, it's Lao Tzu and me." ”

Hearing this, the little carpenter, who was originally tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned around and saw Innocent appear behind him.

It's just that at this moment, there is no more chic and leisurely than yesterday, his robe is torn several times, almost into a rag pocket, and it has rolled in the mud several times, dirty, just like crawling out of the mud ditch, it is still full of grass clippings, the bun is also scattered, the wooden hairpin does not know where it fell, there is a scabbed scar on his face, his eyes are red, his lips are dry, and he is full of dried old skin......

Before the little carpenter could be happy to see him, the fellow reached over and grabbed the little carpenter by the neck.

He gasped and said, "You know, if it weren't for your craft, Lao Tzu would have killed you eight times—eight times, you know?" ”

The little carpenter also grabbed the other party with his backhand, strangled the guy's wrist, and then held his breath and asked word by word: "Where is the white fruit?" My little sister, where is she? ”

The innocent shoved the little carpenter and slammed him into the big tree behind him, causing the shadow of the tree to sway, and the little carpenter rolled his eyes.

He was angry, and then he said, "How the fuck do I know? ”

The little carpenter was still counting on this hanging Taoist priest to be able to protect Gu Baiguo, but when he heard this, he immediately became anxious, and said Didn't you let you take care of her?

Wujian glared at him and said angrily, "Do you know who I met yesterday? ”

The little carpenter didn't guess the riddle with him, and said indifferently: "Isn't it Pan Zhiyong?" You bragged to me at the beginning, saying that when you saw Pan Zhiyong, you must have killed him, so that everyone knows who is the number one master of the young generation in Qingcheng Mountain-Damn, how long has it been before you are ready to swallow the words in your stomach? ”

Wujian was so angry that he rolled his eyes: "Of course I haven't forgotten, it's just that there were too many people around that guy yesterday, I couldn't clean him up for a while, and I couldn't rest assured of you, so I couldn't take ......care of it."

The little carpenter was annoyed in his heart, but he didn't lose his temper again after all, but asked Wuji: "How did you find me?" ”

The little carpenter looked up, but saw the tiger cat standing on the branch, and shouted at him flatteringly, "Meow......"

As if he had caught a life-saving straw for the drowning man, the little carpenter whispered to the tiger-skinned fat cat, "Where is the white seed? Gu Baiguo. ”

The tiger-skinned fat cat also shook his head.

Obviously, last night it was dark and windy, and everyone was scattered.

The little carpenter was very sad, and Wujian said: "Yesterday I got rid of Pan Zhiyong's dog thing, and came back in a circle, and saw a guy who broke through with us, and was carried to Leiyi Village - that Pan Zhiyong is not only skilled, but also a chicken thief, except for you who are lucky with shit, and me, I guess no one else ran away......"

When the little carpenter heard this, he turned his head to the Leiyi Village not far away, which was the location of the Ghost King Temple.

Wujian persuaded him: "Don't think about it, the Ghost King Temple has a lot of organs and many arrangements, that ghost place, don't talk about you, even if it's me, I may not be able to sneak in quietly, let alone save people." Alright, let's go. ”

The little carpenter was a little dazed and said where to go?

Wujian said that these guys do whatever they want, lawless, and have gone beyond the bottom line, I will go back and report to Qingcheng Mountain, and I will be able to pull out a large number of people and erase it directly from the map.

He said proudly, obviously having a strong confidence in the strength of Qingcheng Mountain, but the little carpenter shook his head and rejected his proposal.

He went through everything in his head and said, "I'm going to dive in." ”

Immaculate said impatiently, "You're committing suicide." ”

But the little carpenter said categorically, "No, I can." ”