Chapter 159: Grandpa Nightdream
When I came to the foot of the Human Face Mountain again, it was like a world away. [There are almost all the books I want to read.,It's much more stable and faster than the general station.,There's no ads in the whole text.] ]--
Mo Yi'er and the little pom-pom didn't have the heart to do more emotion, and quickly sprinkled the herb 'medicine' on the way to the mountain. And in front of the grass 'medicine', push up a 'wall' of ice and snow to prevent the fire from getting out of control, so as to burn up the mountain. These days, when they visit firewood around the mountain tribes, the tribesmen have done similar protection, but they are not as tall as the ice and snow 'walls' on the side of the face mountain, but they are enough. For this reason, the clansmen are very tired, but for the sake of the final victory, no one will feel bitter and tired.
And now, Xiao Yanzi has studied the fire talisman and the water talisman, if it is said that for the control of Gu worms, Xiao Yanzi is not as powerful as Murong, but for the control of water and fire, she is better than Murong. Perhaps, Murong doesn't know how to control water and fire at all, and he has always been only interested in poisonous things.
After doing this, it was the middle of the night, and the two of them were not able to rush back at the time they originally planned. Inevitably worried, the two did not rest, and rushed back directly. When they returned to the wooden house at almost dawn, they stayed awake all night, staring at a pair of panda eyes and waiting for them outside the 'door'.
Seeing them return, Mango breathed a sigh of relief: "Why is it so long?" But there was some trouble. ”
"No, just in case, the ice and snow were built into a protective wall, and it took a little longer."
"Oh, thank you guys, I made hot soup, drink some quickly!" Mange welcomed Mo Yi'er and the little pom-pom into the wooden house, and started to serve the hot soup.
"Thank you, Bango." Mo Yi'er and the little pom-pom sat on the kang, even though only a few of them lived in the wooden house these days, Mange still burned the kang warm, so that the whole house was also warm.
On the empty kang are some herbs, as well as tools made of stones to prepare herbs. Some of these tools were thought of by Mange himself, and some were thought of with the help of Mo Yi'er. Mo Yi'er regretted that she didn't learn more things before she crossed over, otherwise their lives would definitely be better now.
She thought that if Grandpa God could refine the demonic beast that could only travel through the universe and time and space, then she must bring back more books from the earth.
Just as he was thinking, he brought the hot soup. The hot soup was filled with some herbs and some meat, and the three of them sat side by side and drank slowly.
"I don't know if the tribesmen have eaten anything now, and we still have hot soup to drink, so they can only eat cold 'meat'." Mo Yi'er was a little reluctant in her heart, the clansmen were stationed near the place where the mountain tribe needed to set fires, and they would inevitably be awakened by Murong when they were discovered, they would not raise a bonfire to warm up and cook food. Fortunately, the weather is much warmer now, and they have brought enough herbs to ward off cold and insects, otherwise Mo Yi'er would really not be at ease.
The little pompom patted him on the back and comforted: "It'll be fine in two days, and then we can go back to the tribe and live a comfortable life." Days like this are coming to an end. ”
"Yes, Mo Yi'er, don't worry too much, we're going to get out." Mango also persuaded, a rare harmony between the three of them.
"Well, I know, but it's just a momentary emotion." In fact, the most distressing thing in Mo Yi'er's heart is Xiao Yanzi, such a young child, she has to run 'waves' and 'open' in the wilderness like this, her mother is incompetent. But she didn't say anything, afraid that the little pom-pom and Mango would also feel sad.
Not to mention the little pom-pom, even Mange also regards Xiao Yanzi as his own 'daughter', Xiao Yanzi was wronged, and the hearts of the two men were uncomfortable. There are also men who are far away in the Flowing Cliff Tribe and the Divine Domain Tribe who must also feel very sorry for Xiao Yanzi and himself.
Thinking of this, Mo Yi'er was full of fighting spirit in her heart, for the sake of the child and the man, she must do her best to get rid of these harmful things. Soon, the better days will come. Persistence, as long as you persist, you will definitely be able to keep the clouds open and see the moon.
Because there were only three of them in the wooden house, when they didn't speak, it was very quiet here, which reminded Mo Yi'er of the tranquility before the storm. It was a really bad feeling, so she sat cross-legged in the corner, asking the little pom-pom and the man to not disturb her, and she began to say from the bottom of her heart that Grandpa Shenshen was coming.
There was no altar here, and if she wanted to find her grandfather, she could only keep praying and chanting. Last time, her grandfather appeared in a dream, hoping to see her grandfather this time.
Sitting and sitting, she fell asleep, and her dream was white, and she didn't know where she was. Even in her dreams, Mo Yi'er remembered that she was looking for her god grandfather, so she shouted loudly: "Grandpa, are you there?" Grandpa, come out! ”
"I'm coming, I'm looking for you." The white mist clears, and the glittering grandfather appears. Mo Yi'er noticed that her grandfather's qi was more ruddy and her golden light was more brilliant than before.
"Grandpa, you're becoming more and more like a god, you're really stylish."
"Haha, that's nature." Grandpa was very happy about Mo Yier's sycophancy, 'straightening' his 'chest', and the wings on his back were shaking.
"Grandpa, we plan to get rid of Murong soon, and we will also burn the snakes, insects, rats and ants of the mountain tribe with fire, I don't know if we can succeed?" Mo Yi'er came this time, and the most important thing was to ask this.
"I don't know that, but I'll help you. This scourge should also be removed, otherwise I will not be at ease as a god! "Grandpa straightened his face and said to Mo Yi'er very seriously.
"Huh? Grandpa, can you help? The gods said before that he couldn't 'meddle' in human affairs, huh? ”
"It's true that gods can't 'meddle' in human affairs, but Murong's mistake was also caused by that guy. I'm not going to help you directly, but if you want to set it on fire, I can use the wind to help it. Where necessary, the necessary means can also be used. However, it is better for you to get rid of him yourselves, which is best for everyone. "Grandpa Shenling is still very upset when he mentions the god who 'got' Murong before. However, for the sake of robbing him of a lot of good things, grandpa is now more kind to him.
"I know Grandpa, we'll do our best." Mo Yi'er solemnly promised.
"Well, good boy, it's a pity that the beautiful landscape of the mountain tribe has been destroyed like this." When it comes to the mountain tribe, grandpa is also very sorry.
"Who's to say it isn't! Alas! This damn Murong. ”
"Alright, I'm leaving, and it's time for you to get ready to go." After saying a few words, Grandpa's figure flashed and he left.
Mo Yi'er's mood is also much better, with the help of her grandfather's wind, those snakes, insects, rats and ants will never be alive again. It's just that the most difficult thing to deal with is Murong, and the disgusting things in his mountain 'cave' make people's scalps tingle just thinking about it! --8590+dmth+19071904-->