The man said sternly, "This is not the place you should come, leave immediately......"

Grandpa Mazi didn't care to explain, it was important to save his life first. He put the sack on his shoulders and ran away. After running for a while, I suddenly heard someone shouting for help behind me, and listened quietly, it was the place where I met the chief just now, could it be that he was in danger, but he had a pistol, what could threaten him, could it be that the dangerous Cheng Dù had already arrived so that he didn't even have time to shoot?

Suddenly, a gust of fishy wind hit, and Grandpa Mazi sniffed it, and immediately felt panicked. He realized what had happened to the chief, but this season shouldn't have happened, and if he didn't save him, he would really have no way to recover, but he wasn't completely sure. After a moment of thought, he made a decision that he regretted now - to save people.

He put down the burlap bag and ran back.

It was similar to what he expected, it was a python, with thick and thin arms, white and clear, but he couldn't tell what kind of breed it was, but it was slightly revealing an aura. In the eyes of snake catchers, this type of snake has a special name - spirit snake, because it is different from ordinary snakes.

Animals don't think like primates like humans, their IQ is very low, or almost none, but the IQ of the spirit snake is very high, although not as good as humans, but compared with ordinary animals, it is significantly higher. Therefore, many people of a small number of ethnic groups or rural areas will worship such animals as gods, and they will be worshiped as messengers sent by the gods, praying for some kind of wish.

Having said that, sometimes, the behavioral messages conveyed by these special animals in nature are just instincts, and we humans just think that they have special meanings.

This white python has never been seen in Grandpa Mazi's many years of snake catching experience, and he subconsciously has a sense of awe for the python in front of him. I saw that the tail end of the python was hanging from the branch, hanging from the top down, and the other end was wrapped around the commander's neck. Seeing that the chief's feet were lifted off the ground and the guide was unable to breathe, he was clutching everywhere in pain, and the pistol was also taken off and dropped, and it didn't take a few seconds to be bitten to death, and even if he couldn't bite, he would be strangled to death.

At this critical moment, Grandpa Mazi took out the unopened realgar powder from his arms and threw it at the python. The realgar powder just landed on the empty position of the snake's body and scattered, and the choking smell instantly stimulated the python's sense of smell. The boa visir screamed and fled towards the branch, letting go of the chief.

Seeing that the python had fled, Grandpa Mazi stepped forward to support the chief and inquired about his injuries, except for a purple mark on his neck, which was not life-threatening.

The realgar powder slowly fell in the air, and at the same time choked the two people under the tree, and Grandpa Mazi moved the chief to another tree to rest with his back against the trunk.

At this time, the officer coughed twice and pointed to the spot where the pistol had been dropped. Grandpa Mazi could vaguely see the pistol falling in the stone crack under the tree, and saw that the python was nowhere to be seen, so he went back to pick it up.

He was lying on the stone face, his right hand stretched down, three hooks and five hooks were a little bit away, and he leaned his body down to the right with all his might, and his face looked up to the left. This sight scared his scalp numb. The python was staring at him motionlessly with wide, blood-dripping eyes, and his eyes were full of provocation, as if to say, you have finally fallen into my hands. Danger came again, and the python hung down from the branch in a hurry, and the red letter stretched and contracted, as if it was enjoying the pleasure of its prey, and gradually devoured the fear of the person in front of it. Grandpa Mazi wanted to pull out his hand and flash people, but bad luck also came at the same time, his hand was stuck in the crack of the stone, and fear made his whole body stiff, and his right hand could not be bent. God, didn't you say that saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, is it such a bad result that will be rewarded for me? Grandpa Mazi couldn't believe that he gave up his life for the first time to save someone, if God destined his life to be like this, what else could he ask for, and then resisting would only make him more painful, it was better to close his eyes and wait for death. Although he thought so, he was still surrounded by an invisible sense of oppression, and his body was shaking, and he could barely breathe. He didn't dare to imagine what his death would look like, could it be swallowed into the body of this python, slowly digested by acid. Thinking of this, he opened his eyes in horror to see that the python did not show its razor-sharp fangs, but continued to spit out the letter hanging over his head, as if he was engrossed in studying a strange antique. Grandpa Mazi was confused, and his fear gradually turned into incomprehensible, and the saliva of the python fell on his face one by one, and it hurt hotly, like being splashed with sulfuric acid, and white smoke rose from it. The two sides looked at each other, and no one noticed that four or five people appeared a few meters away from them, moving forward step by step, and a rifle was facing them. "Bang ......" "Bang ......" I don't know who fired the first shot, causing others to pull the trigger one after another, and for a while gunshots rang out. The python glared back and quickly jumped into the crack in the stone. Grandpa Mazi was startled by the sudden change, and subconsciously looked into the crack in the stone, it turned out that there was a hole inside, and the python had already drilled into it, forming a "U" shape, and the head and tail were exposed outside the hole. A strange scene happened, the python grinned, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if smiling at him...... "Ah! Grandpa Mazi screamed, and at the same time, the python retreated into the hole and disappeared. Grandpa Mazi was shocked, and all his thoughts were about the scene just now, when his numb body was pulled up, and his sore right hand was also pulled out. Four or five guns were pointed at his head in unison, and waves of unsettled waves rose again. But he found that these people were different from the chief, and their eyes were very sharp, and there was a kind of contempt and hostility. "You ...... I...... It's not ......" Grandpa Asako didn't know how to defend his identity, hoping that the chief under the tree would say something for himself. I thought that the chief would explain it to him, but his words made him break out in a cold sweat. These are all devils, and Grandpa Mazi is secretly frightened, waiting for another danger. The people looked at him from time to time, and then at the chief, shaking their heads and nodding their heads, and their expressions of surprise, smile, and confusion changed color, making him wonder. Grandpa Mazi didn't know what his ending would be, but from their conversation, he could hear that the tone of voice had gradually changed from the beginning of the quarrel to a normal conversation, and he couldn't help but put his mind at ease, barely able to calm down and listen to what they said, hoping to get a few words such as "let him go". In the end, he knew that the danger had passed, and that these people had put away their guns, helped the chief and walked to the other side of the mountain, without even leaving him a word, as if he were air.