Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Hive
At first, Qingyang thought so, but he checked the wine gourd, and the lid was still well covered and had not been opened. He sniffed it carefully, the smell of wine in the air was faint, with a fragrance, a hint of sweetness, compared to the wine aroma he asked about last time in the wine pool, it was definitely not leaked out from his side.
Afraid that everyone wouldn't believe it, Qingyang also opened the lid of the wine gourd, poured it down, and said, "My gourd is empty, and I haven't opened it just now, and the taste of wine is not from here." ”
At this time, Songhe Lao Dao suddenly pointed to the front and said: "It's over there, I smell the smell of wine from there, it's very fragrant, it should be new wine." ”
Although Huzhen Song is not a drunkard like Songhe Lao Dao, but he is also a good wine person, he wants to go over to see when he smells the aroma of wine, and everyone is looking for treasure, maybe this is a treasure that comes out of the smell of wine, so knowing that there may be danger ahead, they still cautiously walked in the direction pointed by Songhe Lao Dao.
After walking forward for about a dozen zhang, I turned a small col and revealed an old tree in front of me, which was not known how many years old, and the trunk was five or six feet thick, but most of the sides had dried up and rotted, and only the small half was still alive, with a few sparse leaves.
The smell of sake seems to have come from here, but when they came here, they looked around, but they didn't find any place to make wine, or any kind of tool for holding sake. This is strange, is the smell of wine just a delusion on everyone's part?
Qingyang sniffed with his nose and found that the aroma of wine here was indeed stronger than just now, and the smell of wine should come from here, but he hadn't found it yet. He looked around, and after a long time, he finally found a clue in the old tree.
I saw that there was a hive with a bowl on the top of the small trunk that had not yet dried up, and the hive was quiet, and there were no bees coming in and out, and I didn't know if the bees had gone out, or if the hive had been abandoned, and the smell of wine came from it.
At this time, other people also discovered this hive, and Songhe Lao Dao looked up at the hive and said, "It's really strange that the smell of wine can come out of the hive." ”
Hu Zhensong said: "We have dealt with the immortal masters this time, have we seen fewer strange things?" I don't think it's okay for bees to make wine. ”
Everyone else nodded, indeed, they had seen too many things along the way, what was so strange that stones could attack, rats could kill, and bees could make wine?
I didn't feel anything when I was far away just now, but at this time, the sweet and glutinous aroma of wine made everyone salivate, not to mention an old drunkard like Songhe Lao Dao, even Hu Zhenheng couldn't help it, so he smashed it and smashed his mouth, and said, "Why don't I go up and take off the hive, let's all taste it?" ”
Hu Zhensong grabbed him and said, "Who knows if there is any danger up there?" Aren't you afraid of death? ”
Hu Zhenheng said nonchalantly: "It's just a beehive, what danger can it be?" We have so many masters, can't we still deal with a few bees? ”
"Not necessarily, let's be careful." Hu Zhensong reminded.
If it was outside, a beehive would not attract their attention, but this is a deserted garden for the immortals, and even if it is just a beehive, it should be a rare good thing, not to mention that there is an intoxicating smell of wine in this hive?
After some deliberation, everyone decided to poke the hive down, but before poking the hive, it was necessary to make full preparations. Let Qingyang and Qian Banxian, who are relatively low in strength, retreat, and the rest of the people are fully prepared, Songhe Lao Dao picked up a stone and smashed it at the beehive.
The stone with sharp edges was thrown out by a master like Songhe Lao Dao, and the normal beehive would definitely fall in response, but after this beehive was hit, it only shook a little, but it still hung on the branch without being affected in the slightest.
The things in the garden of the immortal masters are really extraordinary, the three of them waited for a while, and saw that there were no bees flying around, so they were a little bolder, and the two brothers of the Hu family also picked up stones and smashed them at the beehive, and the old Taoist Songhe even flew up the tree, ready to pick off the beehive directly with his hands.
At this moment, suddenly there was a buzzing sound in the distance, and the old Songhe stood high and saw far away, and saw more than a dozen yellow shadows flying towards this side not far away. The yellow shadow was a bee, but the bee was several times larger than a normal bee, and it seemed to be extremely angry that someone dared to destroy their nest.
Old Songhe couldn't help but think of the dangers he encountered a few times before, the creatures in this secret place seemed to be more powerful than the outside world, so many could only be difficult to deal with. He suddenly screamed, flew down from the tree, walked quickly to Qingyang's side, picked up the apprentice and ran. The two brothers of the Hu family and Qian Banxian were naturally no exception, and everyone was faster than the other, scattering and fleeing.
The bees also seemed to know how to split up, and when they saw the bad guys who had destroyed their nest fleeing, the dozen or so bees also divided into three groups and chased after them. There were only two on Qian Banxian's side, and four on the Hu family's two brothers.
As for Qingyang, maybe because of the relationship between Songhe Lao Dao, the culprit, there are seven of them, and almost all of the main forces have come. In particular, the queen bee in the lead, who is obviously one size bigger than the other bees, has a purple pattern on her back, which looks extremely weird.
Qingyang was caught under the armpit by Songhe Lao Dao, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is troublesome, if there are only one or two, maybe the master can still deal with it, this time there are seven, and the large army of bee swarms is here, this is to put their master and apprentice to death.
Along the way, I and Master's luck is quite good, although I have encountered some troubles, but there are no dangers, this time the luck has finally run out, is it not possible to die here today?
The old Songhe Dao was very feather, although he was holding a person, he was not satisfied at all with the speed of escaping, and he fled to the halfway point of the mountain in a blink of an eye. It's just that the bees in the back hate Songhe Lao Dao for destroying their old nest, and they have been chasing after them, and they have never been able to get rid of those bees.
Gradually, Songhe Lao Dao felt a little struggling, on the one hand, because he was old and still holding a big living person, and on the other hand, because of the interference of the surrounding trees and weeds. The mountain road is already difficult to walk, and the ground is full of vegetation, and it is difficult to get out of it, not to mention that he is still holding a person, and those bees are not affected, and they can fly freely in the air.
It didn't take long for the group of bees to be less than two feet away from the old Songhe Road, and the seven bees were scattered, as if they were about to set up an encirclement, and the largest queen bee accelerated in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it was blocked in front of the old Songhe Road.