I didn't chase it too hard, the soil here is soft, and I left a very clear basalt footprint.

After running like this for more than 20 minutes, I approached the hillside. After such a long trot, my body was a little overwhelmed, my steps dragged on, and my body became heavy.

I wonder if I can help after chasing after this state. In addition, when I looked from a distance, I noticed a round rumbling black stone under the hillside, and an old cat sitting next to it.

The stone is estimated to weigh a ton, at least one person tall. I said in my heart that it wouldn't be Xuanwu, right? That's too mysterious.

The old cat saw me and waved at me. I joined him first, and then pointed to the black boulder and asked, "What's going on?"

The old cat replied that the stone was rolled down from the mountain, and it was aimed at him and Xuanwu, that is, he escaped quickly and escaped a catastrophe, and Xuanwu was unlucky and was crushed underneath.

I was stunned when I heard it, and I couldn't help but think of Wuzhishan and Sun Wukong. I looked up the hill again.

We came down from here before, and we did encounter a lot of stones, but how did this one of them roll down?

I suspect it was man-made, someone deliberately pushed down the stone to help us kill Xuanwu.

I don't know who this man is, but I have a feeling that he has something to do with the previous skimming of darts.

The old cat didn't give me much time to think, so he pointed to the bottom of the boulder and said to me, "Go find someone and get the dead Xuanwu out." ”

I knew it in my heart, I had to run back with all my might.

I saw that the old cat was more tired than me, and I knew that this work could not be pushed off, so I answered and hurried back.

I went back very quickly, and in a quarter of an hour I was in front of the minefield, and all the men who should have been relieved had been relieved, and there were a few wilted heads, which had to be recuperated slowly.

The iron donkey also woke up, and it seemed that he had just climbed out of the minefield, and he didn't have the same spirit as before.

I didn't let them rest any more, and told Shu Langbu to let him mobilize the reckless people to move quickly, I pulled the iron donkey up again, and my brothers walked forward with their shoulders hooked.

A group of us didn't have a formation at all, we walked in groups, but we didn't get too far away.

Half an hour later, we all gathered at the bottom of the hillside. The old cat assigned tasks to the reckless people who could still exert their strength, and everyone worked together to move the black boulder with great effort.

The basalt was indeed crushed underneath, and there was a big crack in its shell. It is estimated that if the black boulder is larger, it can crush the turtle shell.

We breathed a sigh of relief, but we didn't dare to be careless, because there was a small white snake under the turtle shell. We didn't lift the turtle shell with our hands, so we took the people to find three sticks, and used them as crowbars, and completely overturned the turtle shell.

The rest of us stared from afar, and found that the white snakes were all dead cleanly, especially after they died, their complexion also changed, not white, but a kind of black.

I analyzed it in my heart, the relationship between the white snake and Xuanwu is parasitic and parasitic, and it is even very likely that they coexist. Turtles die, and they can't live on their own.

I noticed that a lot of reckless people were looking at me, and I knew why, and it was time for egg retrieval.

I'm a little scared about dissecting the Great Xuanwu, because it was too powerful just now, and it left a shadow on my heart, but I can't be passive and slack off.

I took out the scalpel and rubbed my nose vigorously to cheer myself up, and it was time to start work.

The old cat stopped me again. He got on it with a double knife.

He was still a destructive dissecting mode, cutting Xuanwu's body into pieces, and after these pieces of meat were taken out and thrown to the ground, Shu Langbu took over with two brave warriors to continue the dissection.

The knives they used were even more amusing, all of them were big hunting knives. With that in mind, I think it's a bit of a mistake to call it an autopsy.

Their purpose is obvious, to dig out the white snake. When I first dug up the first white snake, I didn't really feel much of it. But when more white snakes dug up, I found one thing in common, they all had a white sac at the end of their tails.

I can't describe what it looks like, it's like peeling the shell of a raw egg, leaving only the raw egg juice and the feeling of the membrane inside.

I also guessed that this is the basalt egg.

I counted silently, and in the end we got more than fifty basalt eggs. They were arranged in a pile, emitting a faint white light, indescribably weird.

A woman took out another stone bowl, the size of two large bowls, and she put the stone bowl next to the basalt eggs, and they all knelt down and worshipped in good faith.

We didn't participate, but when the worship was over, Shu Langbu said to us, "In a while, fill the bowl with human blood, and then put the basalt eggs in it, so that we can preserve them." ”

I stared at the stone bowl, and my head buzzed, and my heart said no, right? Fill it up, will I have enough blood left?

I'm a good talker, but I have to weigh it, and I can't say that I put my life into it for the sake of bloodletting, right?

I shook my head vigorously, meaning I couldn't help myself. In fact, those reckless people originally meant to let me bleed, but considering the specific situation, they finally compromised.

There was a group of reckless people who all gathered around the stone bowl and stretched out their little arms, and the old cat became a bloodletting expert, and took a scale and made a hole in their wrists.

This scene was spectacular, and for a time countless blood lines were left in the stone bowl. I watched as the blood in the stone bowl slowly rose, and finally almost overflowed.

The reckless people retracted their arms, each looking for a way to stop the bleeding. Shu Langbu was not idle, and used two thin wooden sticks to clamp the basalt eggs in turn.

He clamped it carefully, and then threw it into the blood.

I don't know what the principle is, anyway, there will be a slight squeak after every basalt egg enters the blood, and after all the basalt eggs have entered, we have waited another quarter of an hour.

I noticed that the blood in the bowl had faded. Some reckless people also took out the hourglass early, put it on the ground and pinched the time, and then cooked Langbu poured out all the waste blood in this bowl.

The basalt eggs at the bottom of the bowl were much more saturated than before, and their whole body became red.

The reckless man found a small leather bag, put them in, and then solemnly handed them to us.

I know that this means that the egg retrieval mission is completely over. The old cat also called the familiar Langbu aside, and they muttered that they didn't know what to say.

During this period, the old cat was given something by the cooked Langbu. I looked like a bundle of bamboo slips. Then the reckless man pointed out a direction and told us that if we followed this path, we would be able to go to the outside world in five days at most.

I came out, and the two of us were going our separate ways, and their attitude was obvious, and they didn't want to go to town with us.

I asked Langbu, "Where are you going?" ”

Shu Langbu shook his head, saying that he didn't know either, and that their tribe would have to live a wandering life for a while until they found an ideal place to live.

As soon as I pondered, the reckless people don't have mobile phones and WeChat or anything, so it will be difficult to find them again. I couldn't stop them, so I had to say goodbye to them with the iron donkey and the old cat.

Our brothers set out on the way home, maybe because of Jiang Shaoyan's affairs, the iron donkey and the old cat don't rest much, and they always urge me to hurry up.

I fought hard for Jiang Shaoyan. I don't know how I managed to persevere, anyway, in the end, the whole person was a little stupid, because of the lack of rest and sleep, all subconsciously let the body move mechanically.

It took us four days to get out of this pristine area, and in the distance there were suburbs on the outskirts of the town. And right next to a wood, there were three motorcycles parked.

These are great off-road bikes, and Iron Donkey and I were both amazed when we saw them.

What I think is that there is finally someone, and we must persuade the owner of the car to send us back, and as for how much, it will be easy to discuss at that time.

The old cat was not only not excited, but also frowned, as if thinking about something.

I urged him to go over and have a look, and when I got closer, I found that the three motorcycles all had car keys on them, in other words, we didn't have to wait for the owner of the car, we could just light the car and leave.

I wondered why the owner was so sloppy.

The old cat thought in the other direction, he looked around, then climbed up the tree to look at it from a distance, and said to the two of us, "There is no one around here, this car should have been specially left for us." ”

Now the iron donkey and I also frowned, what I thought was, specially left it for us? Could it be that Yin Yin has found someone to come and support?

But it doesn't make sense, why did this man leave the motorcycle and leave on his own, and how did he leave?