The dragon of flames twisted and roared, and the sound was terrifying.

This sudden change occurred, and the villagers blew up the pot, screaming and running away, no longer daring to watch the excitement nearby. Ding Xiaocong was also frightened, and hurriedly broke free from the pull of the two, closed his eyes, and opened his eyes to see.

In the vision of his witch's eyes, where was the fire tornado, it was clearly a red light figure, revealing its upper body from the coal seam, desperately struggling outward.

The heart-rending screams reached the minds of the people nearby, and they were deafening, and the big guy couldn't care anymore and continued to run away. Even though the villagers couldn't see it, they knew that something was unusual and instinctively let them flee.

Everyone else ran away, Ding Xiaocong couldn't run, and the old village chief and Hua Hongying couldn't run either. The two of them were so close that the whistling sound pierced their heads, and they crouched on the ground with their heads in their hands, shouting loudly against the voices in their heads.

Ding Xiaocong is already stupid, this thing is too powerful, right? It's all burned like this, and they still have the strength to struggle, if they run out, the three of them will definitely suffer. But looking at the posture of that thing, it seems to be bound to death, let it scream and struggle, and it can't break free.

After about 5 minutes of this, the Yang Soul finally couldn't hold it anymore, and shrank into the burning coal seam, and then there was no sound. Ding Xiaocong has been staring at the witch with his eyes open until now, and his spirit finally relaxed, leaned back, fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The old village chief and Hua Hongying stopped shouting, and slowly let go of the hand holding their heads to look at the fire pit, only to find that the fire tornado was gone, and the coal pit was burned red, and the raw coal with a slow temperament finally exerted its heat at this time. There was no sound, the raw coal burned silently, and everything around was quiet.

"Oh my God, are you okay this time?" The old village chief was trembling and couldn't get up, and he was also paralyzed.

Hua Hongying still knows some ways in the end and is good at reading people, "It should be okay, right?" Otherwise, Master Shallot won't faint......"

Only then did the old village chief realize that Ding Xiaocong fell to the ground and didn't know what to do, the corners of his mouth were weirdly curved, as if he was laughing, and he didn't know what he dreamed of. The hallucinogenic effect of the mandala has worked, and Ding Xiaocong's mind is now in a mess, and he doesn't know what it is.

After holding up two handfuls, the old village chief turned around and waved and shouted: "Come and help, the little mage is 'dead'!" ”

This is the local language habit, and there is no distinction between faint and dead.

The villagers all hid far away, and after hearing the call of the old village chief, they were bold enough to slowly touch each other.

The so-called number of people is powerful, not only Ding Xiaocong, but even the old village chief and Hua Hongying were lifted up by everyone, turned around and ran away.

Ding Xiaocong fell into a wonderful state at this time, crying for a while, laughing for a while, and babbling nonsense for a while. None of the others took it seriously, only the Red Flower Immortal listened carefully with his eyes wide open, and he didn't know what he heard, and the expression on his face was quite playful......

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Ding Xiaocong finally woke up, he had a lot of dreams, but he forgot all the specific contents, and only vaguely remembered that in the dream he had been to many places, met some people, and done some things......

Willing or unwilling, the medicinal properties will eventually pass, and he will eventually wake up.

The line of sight changed from blurry to clear, and three faces gradually appeared in front of him, namely Hua Hongying, the old village chief, and Guo Yunxiang, who also came.

"Hmm......" Ding Xiaocong hurriedly sat up, he remembered that he had inhaled too much mandala just now, and he was numbed, and after being numbed, he would often make a lot of inappropriate actions and say inappropriate words......

"I ......" Ding Xiaocong felt a little embarrassed, but finally gritted his teeth and asked: "I didn't say anything, did I?" ”

"No, no!" Hua Hongying shook her head vigorously, and it was that strange look...... How suspicious it looks.

This person's words are not credible at all, Ding Xiaocong turned to the old village chief again, he is the village chief, and he is an honest person, he should not tell lies, Ding Xiaocong is nervous and looking forward to it.

"I ......" the old village chief looked embarrassed, and after "I" for a long time, he suddenly jumped up and turned around and ran out of the door, panicking, shouting: "The village is installing a new stone mill, I have to go and see!" ”

Ding Xiaocong wanted to cry without tears, through the old village chief's demeanor, he concluded that he must have done something or said something during that unbearable time, but why didn't you tell me? I'm not afraid of losing face!

Ding Xiaocong had no choice but to cast a pitiful gaze on Guo Yunxiang, she believed that this classmate would never hide it from herself.

However, Ding Xiaocong was still disappointed, Guo Yunxiang's face was as tense as a print, expressionless, never more serious, and said lightly: "My mother called you to go to the house for dinner, if you are fine, let's go." ”

"But......" Ding Xiaocong hurriedly sat up, Guo Yunxiang lowered her eyebrows and turned her head, turned her back and walked out of the door to wait.

Ding Xiaocong wanted to die headlong at that time, he must have done something, but why didn't you tell me? Even an honest girl like Guo Yunxiang ......

"No! You have to tell me! Ding Xiaocong, who was embarrassed and angry, grabbed Hua Hongying again, no matter what means he used today, he had to force him to ask, otherwise he would suffocate to death!

Hua Hongying's eyes rolled, she raised her hand and held a thick stack of banknotes and sent it to Ding Xiaocong, and said with a smile: "Master shallot, this is your reward, you order." ”

Ding Xiaocong had never seen such a thick amount of money when he was so old, his eyes were straight at that time, and he subconsciously let go of his hand and took the money stupidly. Hua Hongying took advantage of the situation to break free from Ding Xiaocong's clutches, and fled in a panic, "Master shallot, I still have some business, so I won't bother you." ”

Ding Xiaocong reacted at this time, he was tricked, this old slippery head!

"Let's go, my mom is still waiting at home."

Guo Yunxiang said lightly outside the door, there was a sense of loneliness in her words, Ding Xiaocong really didn't understand what this meant, but he didn't dare to ask again, so he had to say "oh", obediently got dressed and got out of bed, and walked out of the door silently.

When he went out, Ding Xiaocong found that the sun had just risen, and another day had passed, and he had been anesthetized for a whole day and a night!

Guo Yunxiang walked in front with a complicated expression, and Ding Xiaocong followed behind with his head down, like a child who made a mistake, although he didn't know what he had done wrong......

When he walked to the water mill, it was full of people, all of them were beaming, Ding Xiaocong was curious, what were they doing?

The old village chief came out of the crowd, came over and said with a smile, "You don't know yet, do you? Our village was rated as a national 4A-level scenic spot by the Tourism Bureau, and it was also reported to the United Nations Cultural Heritage, and the county vigorously supported our village to run tourism. ”

Ding Xiaocong's heart moved, the feng shui layout of Woniu Village can indeed be called a cultural heritage, but it is just a secret inside...... Forget it, you must not tell them, it's okay now anyway.

"Congratulations!" Ding Xiaocong said happily and freely, then remembered one thing, and then advised: "It is best to cut down all the old willow trees around the ancestral grave of your village, and keep the Woniu Village for future generations Ding Xingwang!" ”

The old village chief laughed when he heard this, and after laughing, he remembered something, glanced at the coal pit that was still burning not far away, and asked with some concern: "Master shallot, where is ......?"

Ding Xiaocong patted his chest and packed the ticket, "Don't worry, village chief, if you burn it like this, the stone mill will be burned into magma, and there will definitely be no problem." ”

With Ding Xiaocong's assurance, the old village chief completely relieved his heart and thanked him a thousand times.

Ding Xiaocong snorted, but he was a little bottomless in his heart, was that yang soul really burned out? He wasn't sure for sure......