I climbed a few steps forward, and when I looked closely, the fire was a little far away, and the firewood seemed to be a little wet, and there was a lot of smoke from the burning, and I blinked my eyes, but I couldn't see the situation over there.

At this time, Yuan Lao Er also lay down, sniffling, greedily smelling the smell of meat in the wind.

I asked Yuan Laoer: "How do you know that it's pheasant meat roasted over there?" ”

Yuan Lao Er still laughed with him, and replied to me: "I have nothing else wrong with this person, but my mouth is very greedy, because I can't sleep tonight, I want to get some game to eat, so I went up the mountain, I didn't expect you to come too." ”

I said don't go around in circles, get to the point.

"Hehe, Emperor Qianlong said, the taste of pheasant, the name of the earthquake is three thousand miles north, and the taste is on the twelfth floor of the south of the Yangtze River, I like to eat pheasant the most, so I am very familiar with the taste of pheasant, believe me, it will not be wrong."

My grandfather used to tell me about the three massacres of Jiading in Yangzhou on the 10th day, saying that the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains and had Han blood on his hands, so I have never had a good impression of the Manchu emperor.

In addition, the pet of the iceberg beauty is a pheasant, so I couldn't help but scold.

Qianlong, you gluttonous dog emperor!

I couldn't help but start to hate Yuan Laoer, who loves to eat pheasants, but he talked to me and always laughed with him.

Although I still have a little doubt about Yuan Laoer's purpose for going up the mountain, I believe his judgment that it is pheasant meat roasted over there.

I was worried that it was the big pheasant that was roasted, and I was especially worried about the safety of the iceberg beauty.

I've been in the bag for so many years, and I'm going to be an upright man tonight, and when I think of this, I got up, turned the axe in my hand twice, and walked towards the fire with my legs up.

I swept it with my eyes, and Yuan Lao Er hesitated on his stomach, and finally stood up and followed me not far away.

As I got closer, I could see the multicolored pheasant feathers scattered all over the ground, and there was a shelf on the fire with a large pheasant roasted on the shelf, the skin of which was browned and squeaked with oil.

Except for the big pheasant of the iceberg beauty, I have never seen a pheasant on this mountain before.

Could it be that something really happened to the iceberg beauty?

What surprised me even more was that the pheasants were worn on a stripped twig and swirled in circles, which is the usual method of roasting, so that the roast meat could be heated evenly.

But there are no people or skeletons to be seen by the fire, is it a formless ghost or an invisible spirit who turns the pheasant?

Fear comes from the unknown, and I can't see what the other person is, so I'm a little scared.

I looked back at Yuan Lao Er, who waved his hand at me and motioned for me to step back.

In the end, it was the concern for the iceberg beauty that overcame the fear in my heart, I grabbed the axe, walked to the edge of the fire step by step, blew away the smoke, and saw what was going on.

It turned out that behind the grill, there was a small tree stump, and on the stump sat a dwarf, just over seven inches tall, with a small black face and hair.

I got a little closer, and I saw the dwarf with his legs crossed, and his feet were reversed.

The opposite means that the tips of the dwarf's toes are all aimed at the back, and it turns out that this thing is the mountain spirit that tripped me the night before.

The mountain spirit's attention was now focused on the roasted pheasant, smelling the meat, and how long the hara in its mouth flowed, I approached, and it didn't look up at me.

The mountain spirit is just a small one, and if you shave off your hair, you are a miniature baby.

I didn't want to kill it, but when I saw a piece of cloth under its buttocks, my eyes immediately burst into flames.

The colorful background of that piece of cloth is probably torn from the top of the iceberg beauty's long skirt, and it is still stained with blood, it seems that this guy not only killed the big pheasant, but also injured and even killed the iceberg beauty.

Master Nima usually doesn't look down on the opposite sex in general, just had a favorite girl, and was poisoned by you, I won't kill you to kill anyone!

I was angry and turned to the side of my guts, and when I saw that the mountain spirit was still concentrating on roasting meat, I picked up my axe and slashed it at the top of its head.

Grandpa likes to use firewood for cooking, so he often uses this axe to chop wood, the axe is sharpened by him, the blade of the axe flashes with cold light, and I am confident that I can split the mountain spirit in half at once.

As it turned out, I underestimated the mountain spirits.

When the axe struck the top of the mountain spirit's head, it was like a ball of iron, and my wrists were numb from the shock, and my feet were unstable and I took a few steps back, and the axe almost came out of my hand.

The mountain spirit didn't even lose a single hair on his head, leaving only a white mark, and quickly returned to normal, standing up and glaring at me, the eyes were not big, but I could understand the anger inside.

It was so unexpected that I was a little stunned, and then the mountain spirit reached out and broke off the new branch that had been pulled out of the stump, and with a small hand the size of a coin, he swiped one end of the branch into a pointed end.

The branch was not as long as a chopstick, but in the hands of the mountain spirit, it was like a human holding a spear and dancing a few times.

Grandpa said that a three-inch blade can kill a person, so I didn't dare to underestimate the branch in the mountain spirit's hand, and I didn't run, if I did, I would leave my back to the mountain spirit, and it could be inserted into my heart from behind.

I bared my teeth at the mountain elf, hoping to make it understand what kind of master I was.

Who knew that this guy didn't seem to have an IQ online, he didn't pay attention to this set at all, and he still learned to grin my teeth, so I had to cheer up and hold the axe, waiting to deal with its next killer moves.

As a result, before the mountain spirit could make a move on me, a snake sprang out of the tree next to me.

The speed of the snake is very fast, as if it has a blood feud with the mountain spirit, like an arrow from the string, it opens its mouth and bites down on the mountain spirit.

This snake is a little thicker than my wrist, and if it bites, it can swallow it whole in its stomach without a single click.

As for why this snake is biting the mountain spirit, I can find many explanations.

Maybe the mountain spirits are used to being domineering in this mountain, and they are very greedy, so they killed the snake's relatives and roasted and ate it.

Maybe this snake has spirituality, and swallowing the mountain spirit can make it cultivate faster.

In any case, I hope that this big snake can take down the mountain spirit in one fell swoop, not to mention the siege for me, and also help the iceberg beauty avenge it.

The truth slapped me in the face again.

Just when the big snake was about to bite the mountain spirit's head, the mountain spirit might smell the fishy breath in the mouth of the big snake, jumped up like a small whirlwind, and spun around in the air a few times.

If the snake is like an arrow from a string, the speed of the mountain spirit is as fast as lightning.

It was so dazzling that I couldn't even see what was going on, but when the mountain spirit landed, the branch it was holding just now had already been inserted into the top of the snake's head and nailed the snake to the stump.

The big snake twisted its long body in pain, and its tail flung to the fire and splashed sparks, and it was injured and it couldn't survive.

Only then did I see that the big snake was covered with black, yellow and white rings, and the ends of the snake scales were shining with golden light, which was a fierce king snake.

And this king snake, there are clear black and bright stripes on the top of the head, three horizontal and one vertical like a king character, according to the old man, such a king snake, at least hundreds of years of practice.

There is a king snake that has practiced for hundreds of years, and he attacked the mountain spirit, but was killed by a move.

From this point of view, it is reasonable that I did not kill the mountain spirit with an axe, and there is no shame.

The mountain spirit grabbed the tail of the king snake again, and pulled it back like a tug-of-war.

The body of the king snake was pulled straight by the mountain spirit at once, and then it let out a long breath, opened its mouth and bit the snake's tail and sucked hard.

The wrist-thick king snake was like an inflatable toy, which was sucked down by the mountain spirit in one bite, and it hung flat like a snake, and it was fluttering and swaying when the wind blew.

It was beyond my imagination, and I knew that I couldn't deal with the mountain spirits at all.

"I don't know how you always have a grudge against this thing, you have to do something to it, but it sucked away the spirit of the king snake at once, even if it is a demon, it can be sucked away by him, we are definitely not its opponent, thirty-six plans to go is the best plan, let's run."

Yuan Lao Er is a very righteous person, he didn't run away alone, grabbed my wrist, and persuaded me to hurry up and go with him.

The mountain spirit is so powerful, I'm worried that the iceberg beauty has been sucked into a human skin by it, and I want to take revenge, but I don't have enough power.

Go, I was unwilling, so I hesitated for a moment, and the mountain spirit had already jumped over.

The mountain spirit pulled his hand, and Yuan Lao Er and I each had a shoe that was torn to the toe of the shoe.

The mountain spirit doesn't smell either, and bites one toe and plans to suck hard.