Shen Jiming struggled for a long time, but he still didn't post the video and pictures of the fight between the golden toad and the centipede on the Internet to ask, because these two things may have been attracted by the magic flower pot, and they may have felt the magic of the magic flower pot, and the origin should be very, very unusual.

As for what is the magic power? Shen Jiming was also confused, he decided to go to the underground trading market of the Silver Moon Club on the next full moon night, and ask the big man or the woman who sold magic water, and by the way, he could also ask about this golden toad, maybe he would get some answers.

Because three gourds can be eaten for three or four days in the freezer, Shen Jiming was not in a hurry to grow vegetables, but went out to the nearby mountains for two days, and did not find another place that felt good, so he had to give up.

After a few days, my mother's health became better and better, her energy was full and her complexion seemed to be even better than that of those women of the same age in the village, and it seemed that nephritis had almost recovered.

Shen Jiming opened the big pocket again and found that the big centipede had been completely eaten by the three-legged golden toad, and there was nothing left of the scum, and the golden toad was also lying motionless in the flower pot with its eyes closed, as if it had fallen into hibernation.

Of course, it may also be that you are closing your eyes and recuperating after eating.

Golden opportunity!

Shen Jiming hurriedly went to find a small clay pot to put the golden toad in, and then closed the lid, and was afraid that the golden toad would be covered to death, so he used a drill to drill a small hole in the thickness of chopsticks on the lid, and then used a rope to wrap the small crockpot with foam paper and bundle it tightly.

"Jiming~"

Suddenly, there was a shout outside, Shen Jiming hurriedly walked out, and saw the village chief Liu Gengmin walking in from outside the heavily armed courtyard, wearing a motorcycle helmet on his head, wearing it tightly, carrying a machete in his hand, and an axe pinned to his waist.

"Uncle~, what's the matter?" Liu Gengmin's dress made Shen Jiming puzzled.

"That's the case, your aunt has always said that your hands and feet are cold, your waist and legs are sore, and you can't sleep well, you ate the gourd you gave you a few days ago, and the symptoms are much better, even my arm that was sore on a cloudy day after breaking a bone a few years ago also feels warm, can you go with me to the stone ladder temple to find out, see if you can still find that kind of gourd......" Liu Gengmin stood in the courtyard and said with some embarrassment.

After hearing this, Shen Jiming agreed to come down, and he was about to go up and have a look again.

The haunting of the ruined temple has been haunting him for the past few days, especially when he got something on it that might be the legendary three-legged golden toad, which made him feel more and more mysterious about the ancient temple, maybe he could get some things similar to antiques in it, and maybe he could exchange some money in the city.

So Shen Jiming put on his backpack and carried the seven or eight kilogram killer guillotine, thought about it for a while, and went to the kitchen to find a boning knife, wrapped it in newspaper and stuffed it into the bag.

Just when he and Liu Gengmin were about to set off, they saw Zhang Sanye also wearing a steel helmet walking over, a shabby long-sleeved leather jacket, a canvas armed belt tied around his waist, a horn pot and a fist-sized leather bag hanging on it, leather pants and boots worn on a motorcycle, and a handful of earthen guns on his shoulders.

Shen Jiming, who looked nondescript, couldn't help but almost laugh out loud.

"Third uncle, what are you going to do?" Liu Gengmin's face twitched.

"Go find the gourd!" Zhang Sanye replied succinctly.

"Ahem!" Shen Jiming couldn't help coughing a few times, and said with a smile, "The third grandfather came just in time, we are about to go to the Stone Ladder Temple, but don't go when you are old, just sit at my house for a while and drink tea, my uncle and I can go, if you find it, I will bring you a few back!"

"Third uncle, no one has walked that road for a few years, what are you doing with your old arms and legs, you are clearly right, you just sit at home, don't go anywhere, if there are wild boars on it, we won't have time to save you......"

"You can't look down on Lao Tzu, do you, Lao Tzu killed hundreds of wild boars with a shotgun, and the armed forces department of the People's Commune even gave me a bonus......" Zhang Sanye interrupted Liu Gengmin's words, and took the soil off his shoulder and shook with a loud noise.

Seeing the barrel of the gun swaying everywhere in the black hole, Liu Gengmin and Shen Jiming's faces turned white, so they had no choice but to surrender.

After the three of them were ready, they walked up the mountain, Shen Jiming looked at the steel helmet on Zhang Sanye's head, and couldn't help but come over and play with it.

This is an old-fashioned green Soviet-style steel helmet, very heavy to start, at least four or five catties, the patent leather has fallen off a lot, it looks old and old, but there is no trace of rust at all, a red five-pointed star on the front is still shining red, on the head, Shen Jiming instantly felt that his cervical vertebrae made a few overwhelmed clicking sounds.

The quality of Russian Maozi's things is really good, this thing is worn on the head, even if you meet a blind bear, a slap down the head is definitely good, but whether the neck is still there is another matter.

The way up the mountain can be said to be very familiar to all three people.

Liu Gengmin brandished a machete to open the way in front, Zhang Sanye walked in the middle, and Shen Jiming walked in the end.

The main reason is that the two of them are afraid that Zhang Sanye's old arms and legs will accidentally slip and fall, and they will have time to rescue them.

As the mountain road became steeper and steeper, all three of them began to sweat on their heads, and it took half an hour, almost halfway up, to begin to approach the position of the cliff stone staircase.

Shen Jiming looked at Zhang Sanye, whose legs and feet were trembling, and couldn't help but say, "Third Grandpa, you just wait for us here, the cliff is too dangerous." ”

Zhang Sanye waved his hand stubbornly, gasped with a pestle and said: "Ming Wazi, I am about to enter the earth, this may be the last time I go to the Shiti Temple, today I have to climb up and take another look, the regret of my life is that I did not see the incense of the Shiti Temple rekindled, and the ancestors left fewer and fewer of these things, when you marry your mother-in-law and give birth to a baby in the city, it is estimated that you will never come back to see it, and our Shitimiao Village will be considered a broken dynasty......"

"Third Grandpa, isn't our place called Shiti Village? Why do you say it's Shitimiao Village?" Shen Jiming asked suspiciously.

Although Zhang Sanye's words are sincere, but Shen Jiming took the initiative to filter out, the older people are, the more they miss the old, and the more they like to recall the past when they were young or young, everyone is the same, in psychology this is called returning to psychology, if it rises to philosophy, this is called the natural attribute of the soul, and the fallen leaves return to the roots, because their souls begin to perceive the call of the earth.

From coming out, going out.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can escape.