He slumped his shoulders and gestured at Zhang Qixun, indicating that he was harmless, and then took out a few black balls from the animal skin bag he was carrying, lit them and threw them at Zhang Qixun's feet, and a strange and exaggerated smell suddenly filled his nose.

After the death of the snake controller, these snakes, who had been trained since birth, all turned into long worms without a leader.

Beasts all have a day when they will attack their masters, and now those snakes have spontaneously and habitually drilled into Wang Xiaoli's broken brain.

There are actually only a few black-haired snakes that are really adults, and the rest of the dozen or so are semi-adults, and the remaining small white ones are not to be feared.

Under the scorching of the snake medicine, those snakes quickly moved away from Zhang Qixun's location.

The phalanges of the collapsed shoulders made a slight crashing sound, and the large black-haired snakes suddenly entangled and bit each other.

He easily eliminated the adult black-haired snakes that got into the red and white brains in just a few clicks, and the remaining little snakes were sprinkled with medicinal wine by him, and they burned Wang Xiaoli's body directly with a fire.

Wang Xiaoli died, and his face still had the kind of expression that belonged to the Wang family alone, thinking that he was in control of everything, and he couldn't live forever.

Probably he thought that the collapsed shoulders abandoned by the Zhang family could really be used by their Wang family, no wonder they were so confident to persuade Zhang Qixun to join them.

The smell of burnt corpses filled the narrow space, and Zhang Qixun dragged his stump and silently retreated to the corner.

The shoulders glanced at him faintly, and there was no expression on the half of his face that was covered by the cloth.

His voice sounded hoarse, and his voice seemed to be filled with sandpaper, "Don't worry, I won't kill you, saving you this time will also give you back your life." ”

A question mark slowly rose on Zhang Qixun's head, but he really didn't feel the killing intent from his shoulder.

With the appearance of his seriously injured weak chicken now, he can't do three moves in his shoulder.

He stared at Zhang Qixun's pale face, and he wasn't too disappointed, "It seems that you really don't remember." ”

Zhang Qixun was surprised, the appearance of slumping shoulders did not look like lying, so ...... Sitting up in shock in the dying disease, the deceased is actually myself?

Shoulder Drop took out a medical bag from the animal skin bag and threw it into Zhang Qixun's arms, "Deal with it yourself." ”

Zhang Qixun rummaged through it, and there were medical tools such as surgical knives and suture forceps, which were probably touched from Jude Kao's dead subordinates.

He looked at the gun with his shoulders in his hand, in this kind of dim fire, only a rotten shotgun can kill with one shot, and he said suspiciously: "My shot, can't it be you." ”

"It's not." Shoulders sneered disdainfully, "If it were my bullet, it would be aimed at your head." ”

Zhang Qixun sighed, wiped the dirt off his face, and while talking to him to divert attention, he stitched up the open wound himself, and the superficial femoral artery grazed by the bullet had been healed by the little energy absorbed from the bronze mask.

On the side, Wang Ergou can be regarded as doing a good thing.

"I thought you were in a group with him, after all, when the lynx group in the back mountain sneak attacked, there was a high probability that he broke the lamp in the camp."

"They did find me." Sitting by the fire with his shoulders slumped, he pulled out two compressed biscuits and baked them, "so they are not destined to get out of here." ”

Zhang Qixun naturally understood what he meant, in the original plot, he even killed Yun Cai, who only knew a little secret, directly.

He pondered his words, "We've seen each other before?" ”

"You were the one who rescued me from the ancient building at that time." "You killed the other survivors, and then knocked me unconscious and took me outside, only to be picked up by the horses. ”

"I don't remember what you looked like, but I do remember the tattoos on your face and your hair."

Hearing him talk about his hair, Zhang Qixun suddenly froze, and subconsciously touched his head, but touched the white hair and broken stubble in his hand, and was so shocked that he almost jumped up, "Damn, where did you get my hair?" ”

"When I saved you, your hair was too long and tangled in those bells, and if you didn't cut it off, you would die." Shoulders collapsed and didn't understand why he reacted so much, with an expression that the sky was about to fall.

However, it is indeed uncommon for the Zhang family to have white hair.

Even those old birthday stars who have lived for more than 300 years have gray hair at most.

"Looks like you're pretty old." He commented.

Zhang Qixun rolled his eyes, took out a piece of clothing from Wang Xiaoli's backpack standing on the side, put it on, and said angrily: "You are only old, I am like this when I am young, only when I grow up will it be black of a normal person." ”

Slumped shoulders were a little surprised, "Why?" ”

"Who knows." Zhang Qixun rubbed to the side of the fire, took one of the hot compressed biscuits, and roasted the fire while eating, "Who in the Zhang family has no strange problems." ”

"There are many branches of the Zhang family." Shoulders didn't intend to ask him, "I don't know which branch of the Zhang family you belong to, after all, I haven't seen the red tattoo on your body, I haven't seen it on other Zhang family members under Zhang Qishan." ”

It is true that he is a member of the Zhang family of the Qiqi lineage, but he was also a spy in the early years, and he did not return until Zhang Qishan was looking for Zhang Qiling.

"But you have a Qilin, that Wang family said that your bloodline is more special, and a strong mixed-race Zhang family like you that surpasses ordinary pure-blooded races, I'm afraid it's rare now."

Zhang Jixun raised his eyebrows and asked him, "When have you seen another tattoo of mine?" ”

"By the lake, in the tent that night, I was going to kill you, but I happened to see the tattoo on your face appear, and after two seconds of stunned, another Zhang family member with a knife on his back had already discovered me." He subconsciously touched the mutilated two fingers on his right hand.

Zhang Qixun suddenly remembered a suspicion he had guessed before, "The hands of the Zhang family that sank at the bottom of the lake were cut off by you?" ”

Shoulders slumped and nodded, "Zhang Qiling's duty is to send the mound home." ”

Zhang Qixun smiled meaninglessly.

Shoulders were a little displeased, "Even if there is a new Zhang Qiling now, I am also the former Zhang Qiling." ”

Zhang Qixun made a pause gesture, not wanting to argue with him about these old sesame rotten grains.

He has already understood what happened, that is, more than 20 years ago, after Zhang Menyu disappeared in Changbai Mountain, he returned to Zhangjia Ancient Building again, and he may have been secretly monitoring the archaeological team.

If Xie Jiuye doesn't make a move, Zhang Menyu will also use his own methods to stop the funeral.

The archaeological team had an accident, the "fake Zhang Qiling" was abandoned by the team, Zhang Menyu Xu was nian saved the shoulder for the sake of the same Zhang family, and among the survivors killed by Zhang Menyu, there must be traces of the Wang family, so there will be so much blood inside the spire of the Yao Village at the bottom of the lake.

The Tibetan snow drum beads at the bottom of the lake and the bronze fox mask in the small sarcophagus are all clues left by Zhang Menyu at that time.

He didn't explain that he and Zhang Menyu were not the same person, it seemed that he wouldn't believe it even if he explained that he would collapse his shoulders, so let him misunderstand.

Zhang Qixun looked around, and found that the stone walls here were very uneven, the stones were rough and uneven, and there were even hard shell-like hay mixed mud in the cracks of the stones, as if someone had built them later, so he asked him, "What is this place, we have left the ancient building?" ”

"Not really."

"The exit has been blown down, and we can only go out of the mountain, and this is a temporary shelter that I have built up little by little with stones and alkali mud in the volcanic rocks on the edge of the ancient building when I have been shuttling in the mountains for so many years. ”

"You're pretty good, then." Zhang Qixun praised him sincerely, and then asked him, "Is there water, I choked and panicked." ”

"I'll only stay here for one day, and I'll leave you behind if you can't keep up with the next time," he said, "I'll only stay here for one day, and if you can't keep up, I'll leave you behind." ”

For what he said, Zhang Qixun was not surprised at all, it was not a relative, it was already very good that people were willing to save their lives, "You want to stay on this mountain all the time?" 'It' has found you. ”

"I'll let 'it' not find me." Collapsed shoulders have this confidence.

Indeed, if it weren't for the swarming of these people gathered in Banai, it is estimated that they would have been hiding until they died of old age.

"You raised so many snakes in the cellar before, and you provided all those snakes from Wang Xiaoli?" Zhang Qi asked him.

Zhang Qixun does not know much about snake control, but it is said that snakes have a very slow sense of hearing, but they are very sensitive to the frequency of friction and vibration of bones.

The snake player can use the vibration formed by the impact of his teeth to control the command snake to attack, and even the jaw, tiger's mouth, any weak vibration formed by the bone joint can give orders to the hidden snake.

This is also the reason why snake players are more difficult to guard against, because this movement is extremely slight, and it is completely different from the attack start of a fight, and you have no way of knowing when he will attack.

He suddenly remembered that Huo Xiaoyao, who had become a black flying son before, suddenly stood up like a corpse after Wang Xiaoli's teeth chattered, making a gesture of attacking people.

When Wang Xiaoli controlled those little snakes just now, he also made a sound through the friction of the bone joints.

It turns out that the essence of the Wang family's control of the black flyer is actually to control the snake, and the mysterious aura has plummeted, and there is new material when they get closer to science.

"You have destroyed all my snakes, which he himself took from the lower Milotta." Shoulders slumped.

"Oh, no wonder it's so easy to devour the Lord, it turns out that it hasn't been raised yet."

After having enough food, Zhang Qixun's recovery speed was significantly accelerated, and the special physique of the Zhang family caused his cell activity to be greater than that of ordinary people, and the recovery from serious injuries would be faster.

Thanks to the bronze fox mask, the most serious arterial wound on the leg has healed, but the bullet stuck in the bone cannot be removed for the time being, the operation is too difficult, there is no professional medical equipment, and there is a risk of death again at any time.

When he suddenly felt something in his shoulders and put out the fire and asked to leave, Zhang Qixun also stood up.

People who can control snakes are usually sensitive to the proximity of snakes.

Out of the stone road, both of them were very cautious.

The continuous deaths of the intruders in the ancient building have been suspended, and the damned people are all dead, and no one knows which corner the king of Milota will be in now, so it is better to be careful.

The two of them advanced as fast as they could in the jade vein, and they took him very skillfully over the quicksand trap in front of the ancient building, taking the shortcut he had pointed out to Wu Xie and the fat man before.

The entire tunnel is translucent green, and the Shoulder Collapse has been reinforced with volcanic rock over the years, which slows down the Milothar, and they can't pass through the volcanic rock, so they have to take a detour.

The slumped shoulders were like a human-shaped navigation, and he could feel it when Milota was still more than ten meters away, and Zhang Qixun had the experience of being taken to lie down and win for the first time.

The key is that he doesn't have any extra energy to take care of other things now, if he hadn't just replenished some energy, with his current state of ischemia and lack of oxygen, it would be good if he didn't immediately drag his feet behind.

Maybe it was because there were only two people, the target was small, the speed of action was fast, and the journey was unexpectedly smooth, and they had already walked out of the tunnel before King Milota reacted and caught up with them.

Outside, the sky was gray and gloomy, and the clouds were about to be pulled up to the top of the mountain by the rain.

From the beginning of Zhang Qixun and the little brother entering the Zhangjia Ancient Building, nearly a month has passed.

It was rainy in the mountains of Banai, and almost all the caves in the lower places were spared, and he took Zhang Qixun to stop and go until he reached the depths of the jungle that was inaccessible, and finally grabbed the vines and climbed to a makeshift shelter on a cliff face.

It is nearly 30 kilometers away from the mountain near the ancient building.

Although the entrance to the cave is only a very narrow crack, after entering it, I found that there is a hole inside.

It's like a gourd scoop stuck in the mountain, and there should be another slightly larger space behind the first slightly smaller cave.

There is also a patchwork wooden door in the hollow of the gourd's waist, and you can see a little thing inside through the crack by turning on the light, and the outside is a mess, and the hair and bones of various birds and beasts are scattered on the ground.

Shoulders muttered something, kicked the obstacles on the road with a few random kicks, and walked over to move the wooden door.

Inside was a stone table with a small iron pot and several wooden chests.

There is also an old wooden bed against the wall of the cave, the bed is covered with fluffy lynx fur, there is even a small depression in the mountain wall that is hewn out for the dishes and chopsticks, and the backpack and other equipment are all piled up in the other corner.

Zhang Qixun was a little surprised, and glanced at the slumped shoulders wrapped in black linen, he didn't expect this thing to be so homely, it was really unseemly.

Although it is a little simpler, it is also the way to live.

He slumped his shoulders and pointed to the old wooden bed, and asked Zhang Qixun to go over and sit down and rest.

Zhang Qixun was actually a little embarrassed, this was not a relative, "Why don't I do something." ”

Drop your shoulders and throw him a piece of wood and a knife, say "Engraving and try", and then go down the vine to the bottom.

Zhang Qixun looked at the chopsticks on the wall, and immediately understood what he meant, and then picked up the knife and sharpened the piece of wood.

When he came up with two rabbits from the cliff, he saw the small wooden bowl and small wooden chopsticks placed on the table by Zhang Qixun, and his face turned green.

endured and endured, but he still couldn't help but say, "What are you doing with this?" ”

Zhang Qixun looked innocent, "Didn't you ask me to get it?" ”

He saw that there was only a wooden bowl in those small pits, and it was a little ugly, as thick as a medicine bowl.

The eyes of the slumped shoulders were about to breathe fire, and he pulled out several porcelain bowls directly from the wooden box under the stone table and placed them on the table.

Zhang Qixun was a little embarrassed, it turned out that the wooden bowl was really a medicine bowl.

Before he could speak, he suddenly stared at him a few times with his shoulders down, "Could it be that you are not Zhang Qiling?" ”

"How can you think I'm Zhang Qiling." Zhang Qixun asked him rhetorically, "Aren't you also called Zhang Qiling?" ”

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