Chapter Seventy-Four: Wang Tao's Memories{11}

The surroundings were very quiet, and it could be said that it was a little frighteningly quiet.

The reason why the little Taoist priest was quiet was because he was hit by the evil qi, which caused him to be paralyzed and weak.

The reason why Su Jiping was quiet was because he was so frightened that he forgot to get up when he lay on the ground.

However, this strange silence only lasted for a short time, and Su Jiping came to the little Taoist priest again in a panic.

Holding the little Taoist priest in his arms, Su Jiping found that there was a trace of black gas faintly wrapped between his eyebrows, although he didn't understand Taoism, Su Jiping also knew that this was not a good thing.

Shaking the little Taoist's shoulder vigorously, Su Jiping hurriedly said, "Little Daoist, don't scare me!" What's wrong with you? Just open your mouth and say a word to me! ”

The little Taoist priest closed his eyes tightly and did not answer, his face was pale as if he had died.

It is estimated that Su Jiping was also frightened enough by this sudden scene, and his mouth trembled and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Silent.

Silence as always.

Su Jiping felt that his heartbeat was extremely strong, and even his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably, he looked at the slightly immature face in his arms, and a bad thought suddenly popped up in his mind: The little Taoist priest won't be dead, right?

He put his trembling hand under the little Taoist's nose and tested it very carefully, and found that he was already angry, which was obviously a sign of checkmate death.

Thinking that this young little Taoist priest had saved his life not long ago, Su Jiping's heart was even more uncomfortable, and he still shook the little Taoist priest without giving up, and shouted in a panicked voice: "Little Taoist chief!" Wake up! Wake up! You saved my life, and I haven't had time to repay you, you can't just say you're dead. ”

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears, but in fact, it's just that it's not time to be sad.

Su Jiping stared at the little Taoist priest in his arms with teary eyes, his heart was full of guilt, thinking about how the little Taoist priest would have ended up like this if he hadn't saved him.

Just when Su Jiping was at a loss, he suddenly felt that the temperature of the little Taoist's body was getting lower and lower, and even his body began to become soft.

Aware of this, Su Jiping became more and more panicked, knowing that the little Taoist priest was dying soon, and he was about to die.

Raising his eyes and looking around at the pitch-black ink, he felt that it was really inappropriate to bury the little Taoist here, and was about to take the little Taoist away on his back, but the little Taoist suddenly snorted.

Su Jiping was startled, and the little Taoist priest had already opened his eyes in a daze.

Seeing that he finally opened his eyes, Su Jiping's heart was full of sour tears, and he just wanted to open his mouth to talk to him, but there was a hazy whimper in his ears.

This place is a barren mountain range, there is not a single family around, and it is already the middle of the night, how can anyone happen to pass by.

So the first reaction when he heard this voice, Su Jiping was very surprised, he felt a cold swish on his back, and inadvertently got goosebumps all over his body.

And the little Taoist priest, who was still dying, suddenly broke free from Su Jiping's arms, he turned his head sharply with a peachwood sword, and laughed in the direction where the voice came: "Hahaha, do you want to take my life while I am injured?" ”

As his voice fell, the hazy voice just now disappeared strangely.

Seeing this, the little Taoist priest hurriedly turned around and smashed Su Jiping's chest, and said in a low voice, "Follow me." ”

"Uh-huh." Su Jiping looked at the good little Taoist priest in front of him, and he didn't react for a while, but he nodded at him with a wooden voice, and followed him closely and ran forward.

The two hurriedly walked on the mountain path for a while, and the little Taoist priest stopped first, he looked back for a while, and then broke a branch in the low tree next to the road and handed it to Su Jiping, saying that it was used to explore the way.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine the little Taoist priest was selling in the gourd, Su Jiping still honestly took the branch and held it in his hand to use as a crutch.

After that, the two of them didn't say anything all the way, put their minds on finding the way, and then cautiously walked forward for a distance, and when the little Taoist suddenly sneezed several times in a row, they were forced to stop.

While the two were standing in place to rest, Su Jiping felt an itch on his neck, and he patted it casually, but heard a muffled sound.

Is it a mosquito sucking my blood?

He handed his palm to his eyes and took a look, only to see that there was indeed a trace of red blood on the palm, but there was an unknown creature attached to the bloodstain.

Su Jiping pinched this little thing in his hand and took a closer look, and found that this little thing had a black hard shell, a short and thick body, a bulging back, and the most powerful thing was that it had long mouthparts on its mouth, which was even better than that of mosquitoes.

After looking at it for a while, Su Jiping still didn't see why, because what kind of play this little thing was, even he, a native, couldn't recognize it.

Just when he was in a daze, the little Taoist priest was also targeted by this little thing.

The only difference from Su Jiping is that although the little Taoist priest was also sucked blood by this thing, he didn't have to reach out and beat it himself, because once this little thing sucked his blood, he immediately kicked his legs and died directly.

Su Jiping was very surprised when he saw this, and was about to come to the little Taoist priest to take a good look, but suddenly felt a pain in his arms and thighs as if he had been pricked by a needle.

He looked down and saw that it was still the unknown black bug sucking blood on his body.

Su Jiping dared to hesitate, stretched out his hand and slapped his arms and thighs fiercely.

After a lot of work, these bugs were finally photographed into meatloaf, but Su Jiping's arms and thighs were already stained with dirty blood.

The little Taoist priest behind him couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw him making such a big move on the spot, and hurriedly came over to ask him what was going on.

Su Jiping reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and warned him to be careful, saying that there was a small blood-sucking insect around here, and the bite was particularly painful.

After speaking, he swept the grass around him with some concern, as if he was afraid that those little insects would come over and bite.

After hearing this, the little Taoist priest felt deeply uncomfortable, and saw a drop of bright red blood slipping down from Su Jiping's wound, quietly falling to the ground, and finally soaking into the soil.

This was originally a trivial matter, but unexpectedly, since the drop of blood fell into the soil, a large area of dense, black and pressed black insects suddenly flew faintly behind them.

Before the two of them knew it, several insects had quietly landed on Su Jiping's wrists.

Su Jiping only felt a bone-chilling pain in his wrist, and he couldn't restrain himself from screaming at the moment: "Ahhh It hurts! ”

The sudden voice startled the little Taoist, and he looked back very keenly, but he was suddenly shocked.

The reason why the little Taoist priest had such a reaction was because he suddenly noticed that a large area of dense black flying insects had gathered behind them, judging from the number of flying insects alone, if he fell into their encirclement, he would definitely be dead and lifeless.

Seeing that the catastrophe was coming, the little Taoist priest yelled anxiously: "Not good! The insect plague is coming! Run for your life with me! ”

Su Jiping turned his head very curiously, and suddenly he was as frightened as chaff, and his legs couldn't stop shaking.

At this critical moment, if the little Taoist hadn't run over and grabbed him by the collar and fled with him, it is estimated that he would have turned into a pile of dry bones.

The two of them ran all the way in a panic, who knew that in the end, they ran to the edge of a cliff by mistake.

There was no road ahead, but there were still swarms of black vampire bugs trailing behind, and the little Taoist priest anxiously looked back and forth around the cliff, and finally gritted his teeth as if he had made up his mind, and asked Su Jiping in a deep voice: "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Su Jiping's face was blue and white for a while, and finally a word popped out of his mouth in a trembling voice: "I'm afraid." ”

"In that case, then I'll give you a ride!"

The little Taoist priest seemed to have expected him to answer like this, and he shouted without changing his face, and kicked Su Jiping off the cliff with one kick.

"Oh my mother! Help..."

Su Ji Pingwan didn't expect the little Taoist priest to come with such a kick, he felt that after being hit on his body, he lost his center of gravity and fell straight down the cliff.

The danger came suddenly, Su Jiping was obviously not mentally prepared, and almost fell into the air with teeth and claws, and even roared and screamed.

Seeing Su Jiping fall off the cliff, the little Taoist priest did not hesitate, closed his eyes, prayed secretly, and jumped down.

No sooner had the two of them disappeared from the edge of the cliff than a swarm of black bugs followed.

It seems that they did not catch up with the target, causing these bugs to appear a little agitated, they buzzed and made a slightly strange sound, stayed in place for a long time, and finally scattered very unwillingly.

Below the cliff is a quiet, crystal clear stream, in which you can faintly see a few schools of fish wandering back and forth in an orderly manner.

There are many one-person-tall weeds growing around the creek, and some small animals are quietly enjoying their food.

"Poof!"

With a muffled sound falling, the silence here was finally broken.

I saw that the fish in the water dispersed, and the small animals on the shore fled in terror.

"Poof!"

A head was the first to surface, and he shook the drops of water from his hair back and forth, gasping for air.

Reaching out and wiping it on his face, he opened his eyes and saw that he was in the middle of a stream.

When Su Jiping found out that he was still alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

While his mood was relaxed, he suddenly realized that the stream was cold and biting, and he was about to swim slowly to the shore, but unexpectedly something suddenly fell from in front of him: "Poof! ”

"I... Gollum..."

Su Jiping, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was startled by the huge thing in front of him, and the huge impact of this thing when it fell smashed a splash, choking Su Jiping and drinking several sips of water in vain.

Dizzy and flapping in place, Su Jiping finally stabilized his figure, remembering the thrilling scene just now, he couldn't help but start muttering to himself: "Oh my God, if such a big stone hits my head, what will it do?" Isn't that going to be smashed into meat sauce all at once? ”

After paddling forward twice, Su Jiping thanked God for his favor in his heart, and felt that he had a lot more strength to swim ashore.