Chapter 709: Yellow River Mud

Zhang Yi looked at the yellow mud in his hand and became more and more puzzled.

"Could it be ......" A thought flashed in Zhang Yi's mind, and he immediately squatted down and looked against the ground of the reeds.

The ground of the reeds was still the same black dirt as when it came, Zhang Yi didn't care, and reached out to dig it up. The land in the reeds is very wet and soft because of the long-term water ingress, and it is very easy to dig.

The reeds were just covered with black dirt on top, and yellow dirt on the bottom of the black dirt.

Zhang Yi didn't stop, he continued to dig down, and in a moment he dug out an arm-deep soil pit, and the mud that came out from below was all yellow mud without a trace of black.

"Sure enough......" Zhang Yi got up and looked at the fresh yellow mud that had just been dug out in his hand by the moonlight, and said lightly: "It's just why is that!?" Why cover this yellow mud!? Is it a man-made or natural relationship!? And how does this reed survive in the yellow mud!? ”

Zhang Yi pinched the yellow mud in his hand, but he couldn't think of a reason, so he raised his hand and threw the yellow mud out, and then wiped it on his chest.

"Huh!?" Zhang Yi's nose moved, as if he smelled something.

"This is ......" Zhang Yi put his hand to his nose and sniffed it, and then his face suddenly darkened.

Squatting down again, this time Zhang Yi lay on the ground and put his head on the hole he had just dug out, sniffing hard, as the sniffing time went on, Zhang Yi's face became more and more solemn, and then Zhang Yi turned his head, put his hand into the pit and dug out a piece of yellow mud, held it in front of him with both hands and sniffed it carefully.

There is a faint smell of fishy and sand in this handful of yellow mud......

"This ...... This is...... The mud ...... the Yellow River" Zhang Yi's whole face tensed, and his eyes were full of shock.

I don't have to say much about what the Yellow River represents, anyway, there are countless strange events that have happened in the Yellow River since ancient times, and like Shennongjia, it is not strange that anything happens on the Yellow River.

After Zhang Yi threw away the Yellow River mud in his hand, he sat down on the ground and kept breathing, forcibly calming the shock in his heart.

If this reed bush was just yellow mud and inexplicable inexplicable in, Zhang Yi would not be afraid. But now when he thinks that he is stepping on the mud of the Yellow River, Zhang Yi's heart is frightened, just because the name of the Yellow River is too big.

At that time, Zhang Yi's master, Taoist priest Qingshan, warned Zhang Yi vigorously that he should try to take as little work as possible about the Yellow River, and if he could, it would be best not to take it. Originally, Zhang Yi thought that this cheap master was teasing him again, but after seeing his master's face, Zhang Yi knew that his master was telling the truth. To this day, Zhang Yi can still remember the seriousness on the face of the Qingshan Taoist priest when he said this, and it can be said that the face of the Qingshan Taoist priest is the most serious one Zhang Yi has ever remembered.

"No, we can't rest here, we need to find them and get out of here as soon as possible...... The sooner you get out of here, the better! Zhang Yi stood up from the ground, looked at the direction, and ran quickly.

Running all the way, Zhang Yi still roared a few times from time to time, but still no one answered, and the rapid running made the reed leaves cut many subtle wounds on Zhang Yi's bare skin.

"Is anyone there? Respond to it!! After Zhang Yi stopped yelling, he took advantage of this time to take a few breaths and take a little rest.

After resting for about ten seconds, there was still no echo, and Zhang Yi was about to raise his legs to continue running, when a "whoosh" sound came.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yi immediately stopped and looked at the place where the voice came from.

After about a few seconds, Zhang Yi thought about it for a moment and shouted, "Rhubarb, is it you?"

As soon as Zhang Yi finished asking, a sound of "whooping and ......whining" came from the depths of the reeds.

Zhang Yi was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately ran towards the place where the rhubarb voice came from. Drilling through the reeds, Zhang Yi just came out and found that Rhubarb's two forelimbs were lying on the ground, half of his body sank into the soil, and he was looking at Zhang Yi pitifully with a pair of black eyes.

"Wow, how did you get like this!?" Zhang Yi asked.

"Woohoo......" Rhubarb cried out aggrievedly.

Zhang Yi frowned and couldn't understand what Rhubarb was saying, just squinted and looked under Rhubarb's body, and found that it was a swamp, and Rhubarb's body was being swallowed up by the swamp little by little.

"Is there a swamp in this cow temple!?" Zhang Yi complained deeply.

"Whew......" Rhubarb's cry interrupted Zhang Yi's thoughts.

"I'm here to save you!" Zhang Yi smiled awkwardly and said embarrassedly.

After speaking, Zhang Yi cautiously walked to Rhubarb's side, grabbed Rhubarb's forelimbs with both hands, and before Zhang Yi could speak, Rhubarb's body shook and changed, and in a few blinks of an eye, it became the size of a dog.

Zhang Yi grabbed the rhubarb's claws and lifted the rhubarb out of the swamp with a gentle lift.

"Sure enough, what kind of owner has what kind of pet, you are just like your owner, you are all stupid and stupid......" Zhang Yi hugged Rhubarb, rubbed Rhubarb's head, and said with a wicked smile.

Taking advantage of the scorpion's absence, Zhang Yi said bad things to other people's pets, and the classic persimmon was soft and pinched.

"Whoa!!" Rhubarb didn't seem to quite understand what Zhang Yi was talking about.

A monster like Rhubarb, who has just opened his mind, can only roughly understand simple words, and the more difficult ones can't understand it.

After teasing the rhubarb, Zhang Yi stretched his neck and carefully observed the swamp, which was no different from ordinary swamps, except that the color was yellow and the swamp exuded a strong smell of fishy sand.

As soon as he heard this question, Zhang Yi's face turned pale for a while.

"By the way, let me ask you!" Zhang Yi calmed down for a while, and asked the rhubarb in his arms, "Do you know how we got into this reed?" With your wild instincts, you can't feel anything! ”

"Whew......" rhubarb shook his head.

"Ah......" Zhang Yi frowned and wanted to ask something, when he suddenly remembered a serious question, that is, what did rhubarb's shaking head mean? Does it mean that you don't know or you don't understand it, or that you know it, but you don't know how to express it.

Although Rhubarb is not very smart when he first opens his mind, he is not stupid, maybe there is a problem with his own way of asking, and he has to ask in a different way!