Hearing that, I was stunned for a moment, this has no beginning and no end, Father Panma suddenly said this, I didn't react at once. But, at the same time, my brain chuckled, and I felt that this sentence sounded a little crazy.

Before he could think about it, the stuffy oil bottle had already chased after him, and rushed to the old man and pulled him back. "You say that, you know me?" He asked.

Father Panma looked up at him, his face was expressionless, he didn't answer, and the stuffy oil bottle took off his clothes at once, revealing half of his body: "Look at me, do you know me?" ”

The tattoos of the two black sè are extremely clear, it seems that the two unicorns are fighting each other, and they are looking at each other, very strange.

After a moment of confrontation, Panma still didn't say anything, but walked indifferently past the stuffy oil bottle, completely ignoring him, and there was no ripple in his facial expression.

I can't describe the feeling at that time, it was very peculiar, if I had to describe it in words, I could only say that I seemed to see two bottles of stuffy oil in different time and space, instantly intersecting and instantly separating.

"The stuffy oil bottle has finally met its opponent." I had a strange thought in my mind, and if it wasn't for the wrong timing, I would have been a little gloating. For a long time, I thought that there could be no one in the world who was more difficult to deal with than the stuffy oil bottle, but it turned out that it was not, and it was really necessary to fight poison with poison and fight stuffiness with stuffiness many times.

The stuffy oil bottle did not chase after him again, he quietly watched the horse walk away, and in just a few seconds, the feeling of time and space confusion just now disappeared.

Ah Gui was at a loss, look at me, look at the distant horses, look at the stuffy oil bottle, the face is a little hot, obviously I don't understand which one is sung by this trick. I was afraid that he would be bored, so I patted him hurriedly, walked to the stuffy oil bottle, and told him to let him go back, don't worry, since Panma asked me to go, I will go, and I will come back immediately after asking and tell him.

The stuffy oil bottle was noncommittal, nodded, and still looked at the distant coiled horse, not knowing what he was thinking.

For some reason, at this moment, I felt that his eyes suddenly became a little different, as if something was missing, and at the same time, I felt that I had seen this look somewhere before.

When their eyes met just now, something must have happened, this performance of Panma was a very strong hint, he must know something, and he must know who the stuffy oil bottle is, and even has a deep relationship with him, but looking at his attitude, it seems that this relationship is not pleasant at all.

I couldn't wait to chase after it.

When I sat down in the dining hall of Panma's house again, I was thinking about what Panma's words meant, and how to communicate effectively with people like Panma.

"If you two are together, sooner or later one will be killed by the other."

Coiled Horse suddenly said such a sentence, which in itself was confusing, if he didn't know anything, he would not be a hunter in the mountains for no reason. But his attitude was strange, and it was clear that he didn't like the stuffy oil bottle very much.

I really can't think of a relationship. It's probably a very common phrase, or it may be a metaphor, and I keep telling myself not to think about it, maybe Daddy Panma means that I'm too bad at it, and I'm too good at stuffy bottles, so I'll get involved with him one day. But my intuition tells me that from the perspective of this sentence, it seems that the person who was sued by jǐng was me, and I was the one who would be killed sooner or later.

But could the stuffy bottle kill me? If it weren't for him, I would have been a zongzi who had entered the palace a few times now, even if he wanted to kill me, I could only admit it, which didn't seem to make sense at all.

Panma's son brought us water to wash our faces and bodies, and Panma's son took care of the wound on his back, and he lit his hookah himself and smoked the yellow cigarettes of their Yao tribe.

I smelled the smell and noticed that the smoke smelled a bit similar to the herb smell of the stuffy oil bottle, and it seems that those herbs also have this ingredient in it. So I wondered if I could use this as a starting point to ease the atmosphere first, but I couldn't find the answer at all.

The sky sè sank, it seems to be raining again, Guangxi really likes rain too much, Panma's daughter-in-law closed the window and sat on the ground, the wind blew in through the gap, the temperature was much cooler, the old man gave me a local etiquette, and I also learned to pay it back.

Only then can I take a closer look at the appearance of the horse. Panma's facial features are distinct, his face is full of the same dark wrinkles as the mountain people, and his appearance is very ordinary. This facial features will definitely not be the same pedigree as the stuffy oil bottle, and I am a little relieved when I think of this.

Ah Gui said my intention on the side, and said that I was an official figure, Panma looked at me and said a word, Ah Gui translated: "Dad said, he can probably guess who you are, and he has long expected that one day someone will ask about it." Ask whatever you want, and leave quickly after asking, and don't bother him. ”

I was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was something in my father's words, as if he had misunderstood who I was.

But I couldn't clearly feel the reason for his misunderstanding, thinking about it, I immediately reacted, knowing that I shouldn't think about it at all now, and it was the most appropriate thing to think about it as if I hadn't found it, and when there were some more signs, it was not too late to make it clear.

I straightened my mind and straightened my mind, so I said to my father: "I just want to ask you about the previous archaeological team, I think you can tell me about the situation back then." But before that, I want to know, what do you mean by that? What do you call the two of us, one will surely be killed by the other-"

Panma took a big puff of cigarette, showed a very strange expression, shook his head and said a few words, Ah Gui translated: "Daddy said, the meaning of his words just now is very clear, you don't know what kind of person he is at all, and with him, you will definitely not end well." ”

"You know him?" I immediately asked. "Why do you say that?"

Father Panma looked at me, paused, and said for a long time: "I don't recognize the face, but I recognize the smell of dead people in his body." ”