Walking over to the coffin, I lifted the lid and found nothing else inside. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Stretched out the mountain knife in his hand, and gently picked open the pigskin with the knife, only to see two big characters engraved on the chest of the wooden man: Jiang Si!

Below these two words, there is also a line of fine characters, which is actually my birthday!

To be precise, it shouldn't be my birthday, because no one knows my birthday, I don't know it myself, and I don't know it, so he took the day I was dug up from the tomb as my birthday.

This day is also my birthday.

Obviously, someone is trying to use the sideways to deal with me.

This kung fu is somewhat similar to the method of "replacing death with pigs" that I taught Boss Zhao at the beginning, except that I mainly used feng shui, and this one mainly used strange techniques.

Looks like he's going to curse my soul outright.

I snorted, reached out and took out the liquor, glutinous rice, garlic, realgar and other things from behind my back, and sprinkled them all on the coffin, whether it was useful or not, and took the big cat skin from Xiaohong's hand, and then took out the lighter, threw it all together, and reached out to light it.

Spirits are inherently flammable, and with the addition of wood and animal skins, the fire quickly ignites and becomes out of control.

I rubbed Xiaohong's head: "Let's go!"

After a few steps, he heard a "bang" behind him, and the wooden man was already on fire and pounced.

I stood still, not letting Red move, and when the wooden man approached, I gave a whirling kick to its chest, tearing it apart and scattering it all over the ground.

Judging from its movements alone, this wooden figure is nothing more than a toy.

Inside the wooden man's body, all kinds of hub gears bounced around, and I was stunned to see it.

I'm also a carpenter, and I'm very familiar with these, this wooden man is actually a bit like Zhuge Wuhou's "Wooden Ox Flowing Horse", which can be driven by itself!

This is another miscellaneous method?

I frowned and thought, there are so many tricks in this miscellaneous door, there are all kinds of talents, it is really a hodgepodge, no wonder it is called a miscellaneous door.

It's just that they are acting this play, what is the point?

For me, this wooden man's attack power is really negligible, is it just to scare me?

I thought to myself, and I didn't see Xiaohong's warning, and with her perception, she didn't perceive the danger, and this matter became more and more mysterious.

Strange to weird, I didn't dare to stop under my feet, and continued to stride forward.

But at this moment, a voice sounded behind me, which was like two pieces of wood twisting and rubbing together: "Jiang Si, you...... Stand ......."

Oh?

I turned my head and looked over, and saw an extremely strange scene in front of my eyes: the wooden man was already on fire, but on the wooden man's chest, a flame actually appeared there out of thin air, and even showed a human face from inside, with a nose and eyes, staring straight at me!

In the face of the flames, the mouth slowly squirmed, and it was obvious that this sound was made by it.

What the hell?

Xiaohong howled, and was about to pounce, but I held him down.

"Who are you?" I looked at the face in front of me and asked the question in my heart: "Where did I provoke you, and you have to chase after me?"

The mouth moved, and it actually gave me an answer that I didn't understand at all: "Hand it over...... Elixir ...... Leave you ...... spared."

Elixir?

I rub!

This thing, thinking that he is Qin Shi Huang, really thinks that there is an elixir of immortality in this world?

I can't cry or laugh, I feel that I have been attacked by miscellaneous people for the past two days, just for this unwarranted "elixir"?

I don't know how they found out that I had some so-called "elixir" on me, and then they worked hard to set up all kinds of ambushes.

I think these guys must have seen the loss of their soldiers and began to "negotiate" with me, otherwise, according to their previous behavior, they would directly want to kill me and take it by force.

I wanted to refuse, tell him the truth, and let him die so that he would not be taken advantage of.

But then I thought about it, since he recognized this matter, he would definitely not listen to my explanation, so I might as well fool him and find Hua Manlou first.

"Good. I nodded and replied to the flame: "If you want the elixir, first remove the Gu on this girl's body, and when I confirm that the Gu poison is exhausted tomorrow, I will give you the elixir." ”

In a word...... The sound in the flames came slowly, but it was getting lower and lower, and with a "snap", the flames flashed and went out.

It seems that this kind of dialogue is very mana-consuming.

This person has reached the limit of using this way to transmit sound.

At least for now, they won't harm Bai Xiaowu's life.

As I walked forward, I thought about what to do.

Now it seems that someone has clearly planted the blame on me, saying that I have the elixir of life.

And who is this person who planted the sham?

I pondered for a long time, but I couldn't think of any powerful people I had offended.

And what ulterior motives does this person have for planting a false accusation against me?

After a few steps, a silk scarf fluttered down in the air in front of him.

There was a fluttering sound, and the silk scarf had been sent by the owl.

I picked it open with a mountain knife and saw eight blood-red words written on the silk scarf: If there is a word, the soul will be scattered!

This was obviously a warning to me not to fool him.

As I read this word, the silk scarf changed automatically for no reason, as if it had been burned by fire, and was blown by the wind and turned into white soot.

I snorted, ignoring the tricks.

......

It was getting dark.

Huajiazhai has entered my eyes, a few lights are lit up in the villages, and there are even flying songs, as well as laughter, which makes my heart warm.

The people in the village are like this, because there is not much entertainment, so when they gather together in the evening, especially in winter, they cut big logs on the mountain, make a bonfire, or dance, or barbecue, which is very stylish.

I carried Xiao Wu on my back, strode the meteor, avoided the crowd, and walked quickly towards the back of the stockade.

Most of the houses in the village are made of bamboo, and the top is covered with thatch, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, which is also a national characteristic.

I grew up eating 100 family meals, and I also have a thatched hut of my own.

But at this time, I did not go back to my hut, but walked to the most remote hut.

There, there was a flickering flame and a gurgling sound.

It was the characteristic sound of smoking a bamboo tube kettle.

I must have yelled in my heart: "Call Hanako!