On this day, Lin Xiaoanan and Du Huan are studying the lonely language, and now they are already learning the various myths of the lonely people, Du Huan is ready to write a "Historical Record" for the lonely people, of course, in this book, Du Huan himself wants to be included in the family. I am the lonely Taishi Gong. Du Huan said. Lin Xiaoanli laughed evilly when he heard this. Du Huan said, if you insult me, how can you be disrespectful to Taishi Gong. Lin Xiaoanli said disdainfully, Taishi Gong is a thing in my eyes, it is Confucius and Meng, Shakya, he is great, and I Lin Xiaoanli has nothing to do with it, see God kill God, see Buddha kill Buddha, bloody rivers and lakes, no taboos, is my Lin Xiaoan's eighteen-character mantra. ”

"Seeing God killing God, seeing Buddha killing Buddha, blood in the rivers and lakes, there are only sixteen words without taboos?" Du Huan frowned and said, "You can't even count them, and you still have blood in the rivers and lakes." ”

"I'm going to say eighteen words, what? This is called a hundred taboos. ”

"Yes, it's eighteen words, and there are two more words at the end - it's strange, you forgot to say it"

As he spoke, a sharp whistling from Taniguchi pierced the silence of the savage valley afternoon, and then the lonely people of the entire valley let out the same roar.

"The snowman is coming. Du Huan said.

"See the snowman kill the snowman. Lin Xiaoanzu galloped to the east.

It's the one-eyed snowman, the snowman who is not afraid of fire. It was throwing a lone man into the air, and with a wave of its big claws, the lone man had not yet fallen, and had been disemboweled.

Lin Xiaoanhui flew up, and just like that day, she played her light footwork. The two chased me again, until the wild man was also a little tired, Lin Xiaoanvil saw its way, pretending to avoid it, the snowman thought that he was going to hold Lin Xiaoanvil, the momentum was more violent, Lin Xiaoanvil only twisted his waist at this time, but hid behind the wild man, jumped up, grabbed the long hair on the back of its head with one hand, and pedaled on its back, the snowman was more than a foot high, Lin Xiaoanvil was on its back, like a shepherd boy riding a bull, very light, the wild man was angry, no matter how to reach it with his hand to grab the Lin Xiaoanvil on the back, Lin Xiaoanvil just didn't let go, just moved between its back and neck to dodge, only when the snowman grabbed her with both hands, he suddenly let go of the snowman's hair, and a curtain flew over its head, a sword turned back in the air, and hit the snowman's right eye, and a stream of blood splattered out. The snowman was all eyes at this time, but he didn't run away, abandoned Lin Xiaoan, and rushed to the lonely people, and the lonely people who were watching from a distance scattered and fled, and the snowman didn't care, just slammed into the grass like a headless fly, and Lin Xiaoanvil couldn't kill him, just to prevent it from hurting other lonely people.

The snowman bumped into each other for a while, and suddenly picked up a burning firewood from the side of a fire, turned around and ran wildly, and disappeared into the distant forest in an instant. Only then did the Gutu people come around, clean up the corpse, and go back with Lin Xiaoanvil in their arms.

Du Huan also arrived, "This big-mouthed monster is blind, and it still needs torches to light the way, but it's ridiculous that it won't be"

"You're right. ”

"I haven't said it yet, how do you know I'm right. ”

"This snowman came today, and his purpose was to make fire. Lin Xiaoanli was very disturbed, she knew that if there were more snowmen who were not afraid of fire and came to this valley, then she would not be a holy mountain fairy, she would not be able to save the lonely people, and she would not be able to stay in the Savage Valley.

Lin Xiaoanan remembered the deep cave called Aliqi that the lonely Tutou man talked about a few days ago, the hole that led to the netherworld, Lin Xiaoanan didn't fully understand what was going on at the time, but he probably knew that there was a knife hidden in the cave.

What kind of knife is it? It's very reverie, like a treasure hunt story.

Three hundred years ago, Master Night Rain left his thousand-year-old iron sword in the Savage Valley as a token of never going to war with the Lonely Ones. However, this is just a legend.

That day, the lonely man said that the god man three hundred years ago left a knife in the Aliqi Cave, which was an artifact between the two worlds of yin and yang, and it was the treasure of the lonely man, which could break anything in the world that was rigid and soft, but no one could come out of that hole, because the hole was boundless.

What does the Infinite Hole mean?

It is only in mythology that an infinite hole can exist. So Lin Xiaoanvil just regards it as a myth, even if it is the cold iron knife of the Night Rain Master, it can't break the skin of the snowman, the Jianghu Divine Soldier Lin Xiaoanvil has seen a lot, there are many divine weapons in the Dream Iron Hall of Tibetan Zhoushan, and a few of them are weapons of the same era as the Night Rain Master, at that time, the sharpness of those weapons is above the Cold Iron Knife of the Night Rain Master, the weapon, just the weapon, the key is the person. Later, what those leaders said, Lin Xiaoan, and Du Huan didn't understand it very well, because it was more like a myth.

Now, Lin Xiaoanan knows that defeating the snowman is a legend and a myth in itself, and he can only ask these leaders again, what kind of knife is it, what kind of hole?

The dusk of the Savage Valley was dead silent, today.

The breath of death poured down from the sky of the Savage Valley, and the sunset seemed to be soaked in blood. There is no wind, and the flat valley is covered with black mud and lonely people here and there, like a dried mud statue, waiting for the harvest of the snowman who retrieves the fire.

Thirteen heads sat around the fire in the big house, as well as Lin Xiaoanan and Du Huan. They were all worried about the fire that the snowman took back today, and if they weren't afraid of the fire, they would have to find a way.

One of the leaders meant that since Lin Xiaoanvil was the fairy in the prophecy, then she could get the knife and save the lonely man. The other leaders agreed. Du Huan shook his head, looking at Lin Xiaoan, Lin Xiaoanvil also had the same expression, my Dongshu Mountain escape script finally went to the next level, and escaped from the play within the play into the mythical story. Lin Xiaoanli laughed at herself, I'm not a fairy.

Listen to it.

What kind of knife is that?

A treasure knife from the world, brought by the god, the ghost fire insect was smelted in the Aliqi Cave with the fire of the dead man's netherworld for another three hundred years, this knife will become thinner and thinner, infinitely close to the shadow of the knife itself in the netherworld, or become the soul of a knife in the yang, so it is unbreakable and seamless.

Du Huan likes this kind of mystery the most, and he added that nothing is better than something, and a knife without traces is an indestructible knife.

Visible, the head man corrected, if the invisible can never appear in the sun, and it cannot be used by the anvil. Because the fire of the soul fire insect is cold, it is the fire of the underworld, the fire from the dead people, the cold fire cannot make the sword of the yang finally disappear into the invisible, but it can be infinitely close to the invisible, because of this, the soul fire insect will always use the ghost fire of the dead to smelt this cold iron that will never disappear, if one day, this knife is smelted by the yin fire, then, those souls will be reborn, and the balance of heaven and earth The boundary between yin and yang will be broken, which is something that God will never allow.

It took Lin Xiaoan, Lin Xiaoan, and Du Huan to roughly understand what the lonely Tutou man said, and they were more willing to believe that if they understood it wrongly, anyway, the lonely Tu people's understanding of all things in heaven and earth, they would never really understand.

However, the conversation that followed was even more mysterious.

What I said earlier was Master Night Rain, the god man in the mouth of the lonely man told them, of course Lin Xiaoanvil didn't believe it, Master Night Rain would not say such bizarre words, anyway, all magical things, in the eyes of the lonely people, have something to do with Master Night Rain. Later, it was also related to Master Night Rain.

Later, I talked about the boundless Aliqi Cave. It is said that the hole is on a small solitary peak on the skull cliff, a hole that looks only the size of a thatched house on the outside, and it is clear at a glance, and there is no edge after entering. Moreover, whoever goes in will be lost forever. Finally, the lonely man said that the hole was bigger than the sky.

Du Huan said in Shushan dialect, your cowhide blows bigger than the sky.

Wait, Lin Xiaoan's mind has always been clear-headed, and all the people in Shushan know this. But she now feels dizzy. She said, wait, let me think about it, there is a hole in a small lonely peak, but this hole is as big as the grassland, as big as the sky. What kind of myths and nonsense are these? Lin Xiaoan, and Du Huan have been interacting with these lonely people these days, and have found that they are very pragmatic and smart, so it is impossible for them to say such nonsense, and they are very serious.

Wait, Du Huan said, "Little Anvil, have you ever heard of Wujitian?" They seem to be talking about Wujitian.

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