Before the old turtle spirit, he smelled the smell of lamp oil, and I thought that this time his speed would definitely be greatly reduced, and he would not climb too fast on the ground.

You old king eight shells, no matter how powerful you are, your four little short legs may not be able to catch up with my strong young man's best efforts, upside down, two long legs like a windmill!

No matter how powerful your ice needle is, there is a limit to its range!

You know, in the three years of junior high school, as long as the sports day is held, my homeroom teacher will give me the brightest smile in those days.

Because of the long-distance running and sprinting of the sports day, as long as I go out, the championship will not fall into the hands of other classes.

Even the old principal of the elementary school, the one in the restaurant, praised me when I was in elementary school, running like a wild horse on the loose.

Although from the old street to Paohuling, it is a field trail, and it rains and is muddy all the way, but it can't be stopped, my heart, going up the mountain to find beauty, I ran fast, and the mud brought up by my heels smashed to the back of my head.

After running for a while, when it was almost time to run Tiger Ridge, lightning struck down.

One after another, the night sky and the fields were as bright as day, and I felt that even if the old turtle spirit chased after me, I would definitely throw him out of the way, so I stopped.

I originally thought that the old turtle spirit would be thrown out of sight by me.

I was disappointed by the results, and at a distance of more than a dozen feet from me, I saw a hunchbacked old man, who was only three and a half feet tall from head to toe, wearing a cloak and a hat, walking slowly.

Due to the hunched back and bowing his head, his hat was tilted downwards and his face could not be seen.

No need to ask, this hunchbacked old man must have been conjured up by the old turtle.

Although he didn't get rid of him completely, but fortunately, the old turtle spirit was very slow, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a big king eight, and after basking in the sun on the beach, he slowly crawled with satisfaction.

Although the old turtle spirit is very slow at the moment, he still perseveres and chases after me.

With your speed, you still want to catch up with the old man who picks clothes, eat!

Thinking of this, my confidence increased greatly, I opened my legs, and looked at the Running Tiger Ridge, which was less than a hundred zhang away, and ran wildly again.

This time, my speed was faster than before, but although it was fast, my stamina was not good, and halfway through the race, I was a little out of breath, I stopped, tired like a dog, sticking out my tongue.

I bent over, put my hands on both knees, and gasped for air.

At this time, there was lightning again, I looked back, almost scared me to death, I was pulled down, there were more than ten zhang away from the old turtle spirit, and the distance between me, actually narrowed, now only seven or eight zhang away.

It's really evil!

Obviously, I'm faster than him, why is the distance getting closer and closer!

I thought that all this was a trick used by the old turtle spirit, which gave me an illusion, and soon I gasped for breath and ran again, this time I ran faster than last time.

But I always feel that the old turtle spirit behind me is getting closer and closer.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, so after running for a while, I took advantage of the opportunity to flash again, and stopped to look back.

Just now, there was an old turtle spirit seven or eight feet away, which was weird, and it got closer to me.

This time, there is only a little more than three feet between him and me!

And the old turtle spirit is very different from before, and now his body has its own severe cold.

In the past, even if I was on the top of Paohuling, when I was close to him, I didn't feel that there was a change in the air around me.

But this time, from three feet away, I could feel a biting cold.

Now that the rain is falling, as long as it touches the old turtle's coat and hat, it will immediately turn from raindrops to a little ice slag, some of which stick to the coat and hat, and some of the ice slag bounce off and fall to the ground.

So the old turtle spirit looks like a moving ice sculpture.

Not only did the old turtle spirit look like a moving ice sculpture, but even the road he walked, due to the ice slag that fell to the ground, under the light of lightning, was like a glittering path paved with crystals.

No matter how I look at it, the speed of the old turtle spirit is still as slow as before.

Hell, why was he catching up when I was faster than him?

Thinking of this, I trotted backwards, running and going to see the old turtle spirit, when lightning was like a flashing light set to one bright and one dark, one just passed, and the other quickly cleaved down.

Look at my legs, and then look at the little short legs of the old turtle spirit, this time it makes me even more confused.

Obviously, it seems that the speed of the old turtle spirit is much slower than mine, but from the actual effect, the old turtle spirit still walks faster than me.

The old headmaster told me before that on the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

However, not every February 2, the dragon will raise his head, because on the second day of February, although it will rain mostly, the dragon king can also rain if he flicks his fingers or flicks the tip of his tail, and he does not necessarily have to look up to do it.

On this day, only when a vision occurs, the dragon king will look up at the sky.

The dragon king raised his head for a purpose, he wanted to see if the high old man had any will to send him down.

I still remember that on February 2 one year, I had a quarrel with Mak Xiaoying.

That time, I made Mai Xiaoying cry, and the old principal punished me to stand on the playground, told me this story, and asked me to raise my head and say that you can see God's will.

At that time, I was on the playground, standing for a long time, and I was drenched in a soup chicken.

Mai Xiaoying, who was still crying before, had already burst into tears and laughed in the teaching building at that time, pointing at me, and I thought that the old principal was deliberately lying to me and punishing me in this way to appease Mai Xiaoying's resentment.

I wiped the rain from my face and went to the old headmaster.

As a result, the old headmaster said, you don't see God's will, that's because there is no vision, if the lightning is one after another, then there is a vision, and the dragon king will raise his head.

Now, I suddenly believe what the old headmaster said.

It's the second day of February, and the lightning is coming one after another, this is the so-called vision, and the situation where the old turtle spirit and I are running away and chasing after each other can definitely be regarded as a vision!

I can't figure it out.

Obviously, the old turtle is faltering, how can he catch up with me who is running.

Could it be that the tortoise and rabbit race that the ancients talked about, in fact, the rabbit did not fall asleep, but was caught up by the tortoise like me now?

It's unreasonable, especially not physical!

But soon, I didn't think about it anymore, because the distance between the old turtle spirit and me had been shortened to less than two zhang.

Fuck it, rub it, Wang Ba can become a sperm, what else do I want to do physically!

Since the harder I run, the closer I get to you, sir, I will change my thinking, do the opposite, run against you, maybe by doing so, I can break the current embarrassing situation!

At this time, I was still trotting backwards, thinking of this, I stopped my steps, and then rushed directly towards the old turtle spirit, don't you say, it really worked wonders, the distance between me and the old turtle essence, actually widened.

When the distance was stretched to three or four accounts, the old turtle spirit suddenly raised his head.

Now I'm even more sure that this hunchbacked old man is the old turtle spirit became.

Because his old face is still the same as before, his face is a convex triangle, and the nose is the tip of the triangle.

Turtles are toothless.

But the old turtle has it, and the old turtle spirit opened its mouth to me, full of small broken fangs.

Just as I was beaming with pride, he suddenly took a puff of rainwater, closed his mouth, squeezed out a small hole, and spat at me.

A needle as thin as a cow's hair shot at me, and I quickly jumped up, trying to dodge the ice needle.

It turned out to be half a beat slower, and the ice needle pierced my calf.

There was a biting chill, and at the same time, my calves were sore and numb, and I couldn't stand firmly, and I fell to the ground with a poof.

It's not good, the old man, this time he is going to become a lame wolf.

Seeing that I had fallen, the old turtle spirit slowly swayed over and stepped on my face.

The ice slag that bounced off him kept falling on me.

Stepping on the face, this is a more serious insult than a slap.

It can be seen how much the old turtle spirit hates me.