Chapter Forty-Six: The Old Woman Who Cooks Soup
When Gao Yang and Zheng Zhongqiu came to the exit of the tomb again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
It's been completely changed.
A long and winding river runs between the banks, and an old stone bridge is built over it.
At this end of the stone bridge, there was a hunchbacked old woman in a gray cloth robe who was boiling soup with a focused expression, and there was a long table in front of her, on which were neatly placed large celadon bowls, all of which were filled with the soup she had cooked, and it was extremely turbid, and I didn't know what was inside.
Grim-looking ghosts came slowly from a distance, then walked to her stall, drank a bowl of soup in an orderly manner, and then slowly walked across the stone bridge one by one, disappearing into the white mist.
Seeing such a scene, Gao Yang and Zheng Zhongqiu glanced at each other, their heartbeats couldn't help but accelerate, they gritted their teeth, and the two still chose to step forward.
At this time, the hunchbacked old woman also raised her head, her old face was covered with folds of wrinkles, and when she saw Gao Yang and the two, she grinned and showed a smile, but her teeth were about to fall out, and this smile looked really difficult to make people feel a little kindness.
"I didn't expect to see people here, young people, you shouldn't come here."
The hunchbacked old woman shook her head and said slowly.
Zheng Zhongqiu pulled Gao Yang, and then quietly pointed to the signboard flag behind the stall, on which there was only one number, twenty-one.
Gao Yang looked down and saw that the number of celadon bowls on the long table was no more, no less, and it turned out to be twenty-one.
Recalling what Huo Qishan said when he entered the tomb, twenty-one represents the curse of the tomb, even if Huo Qishan is not true, it may not all be lies, at least there must be a reason for it, in this strange tomb, twenty-one is probably not an auspicious number.
The hunchbacked old woman also seemed to notice the expressions of Gao Yang and the others, and looked at the signboard behind her, she turned around and chuckled, "Twenty-one is a very good number, don't be prejudiced against it, since the two of you are here, it is better to drink the soup and leave." ”
"Good!"
Unexpectedly, without waiting for Gao Yang to speak, Zheng Zhongqiu took the lead in agreeing.
Gao Yang was slightly stunned when he heard this, and immediately grabbed Zheng Zhongqiu and dissuaded, "Mid-Autumn Festival, what are you doing?" ”
"I should ask you what you are doing." Zheng Zhongqiu seemed to be even more surprised than Gao Yang, and replied seriously, "The old man is kind, how can we refuse, after this bowl of soup, let's go out early, come on, you also come to drink a bowl, let's have a bowl by ourselves." ”
Zheng Zhongqiu looked impatient.
Gao Yang looked at the turbid soup boiling in the cauldron, it kept boiling and tumbling in the pot, and he could clearly smell a faint fishy smell when he stood next to it, which would not make people have the slightest appetite at all.
But at this time, without waiting for Gao Yang to dissuade him again, Zheng Zhongqiu had already stepped forward quickly, and then couldn't wait to pick up a bowl of soup and drink it like this, as if he was really drinking something delicious, but Gao Yang clearly saw that when he drank this bowl of soup halfway, it turned into a dazzling blood-red color, like sticky blood.
"Stop drinking."
Gao Yang's face changed greatly, and he immediately stepped forward to knock off the porcelain bowl in Zheng Zhongqiu's hand, and the remaining soup was splashed on the ground, not only was it all blood-red, but there were also long maggots wriggling in it, which was shocking to watch.
"Mid-Autumn Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, are you okay?"
Gao Yang grabbed Zheng Zhongqiu's shoulders and shook vigorously and shouted.
Zheng Zhongqiu looked at Gao Yang with blank eyes, opened his mouth, wanted to say something but couldn't say a word, and then slowly collapsed like this, no matter how Gao Yang called, he didn't wake up anymore, as if he was asleep, and as if he had lost his soul.
Gao Yang raised his head suddenly, stared at the hunchbacked old woman with his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "What happened to your friend?" ”
"Young man, you broke the old woman's porcelain bowl."
Compared with Zheng Zhongqiu's unconscious, the hunchbacked old woman seemed to care more about the porcelain bowl that was broken by Gao Yang, as if in her eyes, Zheng Zhongqiu's life was not as important as her porcelain bowl, at this moment, her face also sank, and she stared at Gao Yang coldly with an unkind expression.
"It seems that you insist on not letting us go?"
Gao Yang's right hand flipped over, the black and white short stick appeared, and the heart of the rose also appeared in his pocket of his clothes out of thin air, his eyes were firmly fixed on the hunchbacked old woman, Gao Yang asked in a low voice.
"Since you're here, why are you leaving, isn't it good here?"
Hearing this, the hunchbacked old woman suddenly laughed.
Different from the previous smile, although this time it was still the old face full of wrinkles, but the strange thing was that from her smile, Gao Yang actually saw a charming expression.
Gao Yang took a deep breath, trying to keep himself awake, the vigilance in his heart was stronger, and he pulled up the unconscious Zheng Zhongqiu, Gao Yang quietly stepped back a few steps.
"Young man, it's not like you don't have a chance to leave, you want this, right?"
The hunchbacked old woman flapped her hand, and a dark red key suddenly appeared on the table.
Gao Yang's eyes froze, this should be the key mentioned in the mission requirements, but before he could make a move, the hunchbacked old woman put the key away again, and said at the same time,
"Wife, I recently received two dogs, and I don't know how these two dogs are in condition, if you are willing to help me try it, I can consider giving you this key, how about it, are you willing to help me with this?"
"What dog?"
Gao Yang asked.
The hunchbacked old woman didn't speak, but with a wave of her right hand, the ghosts around her retreated, and then, two black shadows rushed towards this side from a distance.
Look closely, where are the two dogs, they are clearly two people, but these two people are running on the ground with two hands and feet, and when they get to the hunchbacked old woman, they keep sticking out their tongues and barking wildly, which is more like a dog than a real dog.
What surprised Gao Yang even more was that he knew all these two people, and they were Wei Zhengxing and Jia Zhangke, who entered the tomb with them.
Wei Zhengxing needless to say, a real senior gamer, experienced and powerful, even a boxing master like Huo Qishan may not be his opponent when he really fights, and Jia Zhangke is also a senior gamer, and he is ruthless, even ordinary women can be killed without hesitation, and he is obviously not a simple character.
Originally, Gao Yang and Zheng Zhongqiu were still very curious, and the two of them fought among themselves, who would win.
Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, these two people became the two dogs of this hunchbacked old woman.
"You want me to fight them separately?"
Gao Yang took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice.
The hunchbacked old woman shook her head,
"You only have one chance, and if you choose one or the other, you'll have to go out alone, and if you want to leave with your friends, you'll have to fight with my two dogs."
"Of course, I mean if you can win, if you lose, there's nothing to say, they've been hungry for a while, so you should have enough to fill their stomachs." The hunchbacked old woman looked at Gao Yang and said casually.