When we first started walking down the mountain, we felt very relaxed, and when we stepped into the circle of fire, we didn't feel like we were in the heat at all, but we were a little stuffy and dizzy.

In the beginning, Nobita and I were able to rely on chanting mantras to calm our minds, enough to cope with the dreary air.

As we continued to go deeper, the closer we got to Luohua Village, the more we felt warmer.

That kind of heat is not the heat on the outside, but the heat that begins to grow in the depths of the heart, and the hot mouth is dry, as if there is a small flame growing in the heart.

People use the spark can fire the prairie as a metaphor for things that are small at the beginning, but have great prospects for development, this inspirational sentence is so annoying in my opinion at this time, burning a small half of my heart I feel like I'm going to die, if this is a prairie fire, let me not live?

I've never hated fire so much, in the past, when I was exorcizing ghosts, the fire talisman was almost my best weapon and means, but now, I can't wait to lose all the fire talismans on my body, but I'm afraid that the fire is fierce, and it will be troublesome to really make a prairie fire.

About the third of the way, I felt thirsty and began to take off my jug to drink.

Not only me, but Nobita and Yunyun also appeared to have chapped lips and seemed to have the urge to drink water.

I hurriedly took off several military kettles on my body, and one pot was divided among myself.

I followed my grandfather's instructions, taking small sips into my mouth, holding them in my mouth, and swallowing slowly, a sip of water that could support me for several more steps.

Yun Yun also walked with water in the same way, and her spirit was obviously much better.

Nobita's kid is a little unreliable, grabbing the military kettle 'Gollum', half of the pot of water is gone, and then with a cheerful 'ah', striding forward.

After walking more than ten meters, the child cried, he found that his body suddenly passed very fast, he slept last night, this morning the energetic guy will walk a little shaky, the sweat on his forehead is desperately flowing down, and his whole body is wet with sweat.

I scolded in a low voice: "You deserve it, let you drink slowly, drink slowly, you have to dry half a pot in one gulp, this is good, the stamina has attacked, right?" ”

Nobita said angrily: "This is not wine, why do you still have stamina?" ”

My grandfather twisted the kanshui talisman on his wrist and said, "You soaked the kanshui talisman when you drank water." ”

Nobita was startled, looked at the already soaked Kanshui talisman, and said with a bitter face: "Grandpa Ou......"

My grandfather shook his head, picked up the water talisman, recited a spell, and drew on it a few times, then descended on the top of Nobita's head in a pouring gesture.

I was shocked to find that the water talisman had turned into a cup of blue liquid, and it was all spilled on the top of Nobita's head.

Of course, this is only what I saw, because the blue talisman in my grandfather's hand is still there, but the talisman is obviously white, and finally it turns into white paper, and it becomes a white paper talisman.

Nobita shouted happily: "It's so cool, Grandpa Ou, what did you do, why did you take a cold shower?" ”

My grandfather threw away the blank paper talisman and said, "Let's go, this talisman is useless, and it can help you hold out for a while." ”

It turns out that rune paper can still be used in this way, which is really eye-opening.

Several people were back on their way.

It was still as hot as before, and it was getting drier and drier, and I felt like my skin was going to shrink, and I was clenched against my bones, and I began to ache faintly.

I silently recited the incantation and endured the pain, wondering if this was the treatment of being roasted by fire until it was the most uncomfortable.

Two-thirds of the way through, Nobita had already looked dumbfounded and spiritless when he came here with my grandfather's talisman paper.

It was as if our clothes were all on our bodies.

We no longer sweat, thinking that the hot air inside has evaporated the sweat droplets we just came out, leaving only a little white on the surface of the body, which is the salt in the sweat.

The second problem is Yunyun, her originally beautiful hair gradually began to turn yellow, curled and dry, a greasy lump tied to her head, the original ponytail drooped down, and a lock of it stuck to her neck, making her uncomfortable from time to time.

When we were four-fifths of the way through, Yun Yun suddenly burst into tears.

The cry was miserable, and it came slowly, as if it did not belong to her.

The key problem is that she can still cry when we are all strict about lack of water.

With this miserable cry, I saw that her body was trembling trembling, as if the skin on her face was shrinking with the tears flowing out.

The moment I heard the cry, Granny Yun and my grandfather were shocked, and the fat monk even raised his head and buckled his begging bowl on Yun Yun's head, and then a thunderous Sanskrit sound came into our ears.

"Om ......"

"Well......"

"What about ......"

"Horn ......"

I naturally know that this is the six-character mantra of Buddhism, but the six-character mantra spit out in the mouth of the fat monk is faintly majestic, and the fat monk's voice is higher than the other voice every time he spits out a word, and each word is heavier than the tone of the previous word.

When the fat monk spat out the fourth mantra word in his mouth, I saw Yun Yun's body stop trembling, and then a desolate cry came from all directions, and those cries were filled with endless pain, with endless anxiety, as if they were being burned by fire.

"Say the mantra quickly."

My grandfather grabbed Nobita with one hand and me with the other, and the Sanskrit sound came out of his mouth in the same way, although it didn't sound as the majesty of the fat monk, but it was also full of momentum.

Granny Yun picked up the kettle and poured the last half pot of water into Yun Yun.

After a long time, Yun Yun slowly came to her senses, the fat monk raised his hand and took off the bowl on her head, the spell in his mouth never stopped, I saw a pinch of black smoke rising from his begging bowl, and a terrible shout recalled in it: "I died so miserably, I died so miserably!" ”

The fat monk didn't seem to hear the shout, the incantation kept flowing out between his fat lips, and I faintly seemed to see characters with golden light burst out of his mouth, hitting the pinch of black smoke, and the pinch of black smoke shook violently with the impact, and the voice of the shout became smaller and smaller: "I died so miserably......"

"I ...... Die...... Target...... Good...... Miserable ......"

Seeing that the sound was about to dissipate, I saw dozens of black smoke like the pinch of black smoke steaming up in the sky, and in an instant, the temperature on the entire mountain road seemed to double again, as if it was about to roast us. R1148