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When I was about to go out, the king cat offered to give me a ride, and then followed me all the way to smoke wormwood.

After walking some way, the king cat stopped me and handed me a small package, then a cloth bag.

Inside the small package was a small and delicate long-life lock, which Wang Mao'er said was something I wore around my neck when I was a child.

In the cloth bag is some jerky.

Wang Mao'er said: "This is rat jerky, if you take it on the road, it may be useful." ”

I hurriedly put it in the pocket of the meat and put it away, and then said goodbye to him: "Wang Mao'er, you stay, I'm leaving." ”

......

I walked on the road for a long time with my head stuffy, sweating all over, and my mouth was dry.

I looked around and looked for water.

There is a spring of water, and the outlet hole is in the center of the bottom of the basin-shaped pool, and the amount of water is not large enough to fill the pool, and the overflowing part is not obvious, and the pool water is reduced for a while before it is filled, and it looks like a cornucopia.

The side of the pool looks very clean, not even a single excess weed.

I was about to get down and drink water, but ......

"Mi-woo!"

I turned around and looked.

A small and thin little yellow cat looked at me timidly, looking pitiful.

It makes me really angry and funny.

Somehow, I didn't want to believe that this obviously malnourished kitten was here to harm me.

I want to say, "Are you hungry?" but I'm sorry, I don't have anything for you. ”

But when the words came to his lips, they became: "Let's go, let's go, the farther the better!"

I waved my hand, and the little yellow cat shrank back, but it wouldn't leave, and continued to bark at me.

I frowned and thought about it for a moment, and suddenly realized that I was confused!

When I think about it, don't I still have rat jerky in my pocket?

This little thing, the sense of smell is really sensitive!

Of course, there was nothing more to say, so I took out the jerky, held it in the palm of my hand, and walked over to the little yellow cat to feed it.

The little yellow cat looks so thin, but it eats very elegantly, and it is not at all like me, a gluttonous worm.

My nose suddenly became a little sore, and I felt a sense of sympathy.

......

It was a few more minutes before I remembered what I was here for.

So I got up and went to the pool, and leaned down to get ready to drink.

However, I didn't follow up on that.

I was half-kneeling on the edge of the pool, my lips still some distance from the surface of the water, but I was fixed there like a sculpture.

I can't move.

My eyes were black and my head was dizzy.

In the rippling water, my reflection in the water is not very clear, and it seems to be gradually falling apart.

Then the ripples slowly calmed down again.

I looked at the reflection in the water again, but the face was still blurred.

My body still couldn't move, and I sighed slightly in my heart.

I can't speak, so I can only say in my heart, "Who are you? What the hell do you want to do!"

He said, "Drink water, drink water......"

I said, "You can't scare me." ”

The water ripples shook again.

This time, the image is quite clear, with the face of a black cat and a pair of large eyes.

I looked at it again, stunned.

At this time, my nostrils itched indescribably, and I naturally raised my hand to rub it.

As soon as the back of the hand reached the chin position, the nostrils were hot, and with a click, a drop of blood fell on the back of the hand and flowed down the hand!

I was so shocked that I quickly stretched out a hand to cover my nostrils, and the one that was stained with blood quickly retracted and kept rubbing and rubbing on my clothes.

Then immediately get up and leave the spring.

The little yellow cat jumped over like an arrow and shouted at the water in the pool: "Mi~嗷~woo~"

That's when I realized I could move.

Suddenly broke out in a cold sweat!

At this time, an old voice came from a little farther away: "Xiao Huang, come back!"

I looked up and saw a silver-haired, bespectacled grandmother standing about fifty meters behind me, with a gentle smile on her face.

The little yellow cat turned and ran towards her, and then jumped into the crook of her arm and sat down.

It all felt like a dream.

The old woman greeted me: "Hello, young man!"

After speaking, he lowered his head and chattered down the little yellow cat: "Tell you to slow down, slow down, I always don't listen! Don't you know that grandma is old? In a blink of an eye, there is no shadow and naughty!"

I said to myself, "Well, it's not a wild cat, it's a domesticated one."

Just when I didn't know what to do, the old woman said to me again, "Young man, thank you for the jerky!"

Then she looked at me like a child and laughed at me.

I'm a little baffled.

The old woman handed over a towel: "Wipe your face, little flower cat!

Only then did I realize that I probably rubbed my nosebleed on my face in a panic.

Hurriedly picked up the placket of his clothes and wiped his face. Grandma's towel is so clean, I'm embarrassed to use it!

But the old lady didn't care about that, and when she saw me like this, she took her towel to the pool to dip it in.

I didn't notice it when I wiped my face, I didn't warn her of the danger in the pool, and when she came back with a wet towel that had been wrung up, she wiped my nose and neck without saying a word.

There is really no way to refuse this kind of kindness.

My grandmother told me:

The water quality of this spring is very good, but now few people are willing to drink it, except for unknown passers-by.

The reason is that there have been deaths here.

About 20 years ago, there was a man who was armed with a gun and went to the countryside to solve a problem, and when he was thirsty, he happened to see this spring, so he leaned down by the pool to drink.

But I don't know what happened, the gun in the waist suddenly misfired, and the bullet hit its owner.

It is said that the death of this family member at that time was tragic, because after he was shot, he fell into the pool and could not get up because of the unbearable pain.

The gunshot wound and choking on the water, the barren mountains and mountains were found hopeless.

The most terrifying thing was that the pool of water was stained red with blood.

......

She said to me, "The young man is kind and good-natured, so goodbye!"

"Uh, where do you live, Grandma?"

But the grandmother only said that if there is a fate in the future, they will naturally meet again.

I went back to the spring again, and wandered around it for a while, centering on it.

The effort paid off, and I found a total of seven locust tree stumps, and if I drew a line with their locations as the endpoints, it was obvious that they were arranged like this: one point in the west, four points in the middle, and then two points in a line to the east.

The spring is located at the heart of the middle four points.

I squatted on the ground and studied these dots and lines, and I could see that the principle of this technique and pattern was similar to that of Wang Mao'er outside the cellar.

Then there is another technique, but there is clearly an element of vandalism in the former.

Because every locust tree is only a stump, and it is all dead, because they have all been nailed with an iron nail without exception, and judging by the rust on it, it is not a short age.

Although it is not yet possible to know who arranged this talisman array and which predecessor of the magic sect was deliberately destroyed later, it is clear that these iron nails are the key.

Based on the above, I can also deduce that these locust trees were deliberately cut down and then nailed with iron nails, and perhaps there are other means that I did not find, which completely cut off the vitality of the locust trees, so that they can no longer bud and grow.

I don't know why they did it one after another, but the way they fought was not a pleasant thing.

On the other hand, I was surprised to find that the one who wreaked havoc in the back was obviously much more clever than the previous one!

Because his purpose is very clear, which is to let the locust tree die.

I found that his technique was to point to the end, and after achieving his goal, he did not destroy the previous rune pattern too much, but skillfully used it.

The pattern of the rune array added later and the pattern of the front are clearly two opposing forces, but under his approach, they are entangled with each other, and instead form a wonderful balance.

Just like the two hostile sides, the later one did not completely destroy the other party's protective measures, but used a method of borrowing strength to turn the other party's pattern into his own use, and further stifled any possibility of the locust tree coming back from the dead.

That being the case, I certainly will not act rashly until the truth is known, because if I recklessly upset the present equilibrium, who knows what the consequences will be!