Chapter 9: The Near-Death Crisis
It's just that I don't understand what this so-called demon refers to.
"What do you want to do?" I screamed, and was about to step forward.
A gray-white python burst out of the yellow-skinned grave.
The python tilted its head and spat out a letter at me.
I was so startled that I threw the stone in my hand so hard that I threw it hard.
The python's head was tilted and it was easy to dodge.
Hiss......
It spat out the snake letter again, as if it was provocative.
Before I could make the next move, the python opened its bloody mouth and bit at me!
People have an instinctive fear of snakes, and I almost subconsciously retreated.
"Come back!" At this time, I heard the man shout.
The python stopped moving, obediently returned to the tomb, and fell to the ground again.
I, on the other hand, bumped into something on the way back.
Looking back, it was a stone pier made of paper!
I thought of something, squinted my eyes, looked at the dazzling array of paper supplies in the grotto, and had a plan!
I rushed into the grotto, ripped off a handful of paper-tied supplies, and returned to the grave.
The man was still kowtowing, and in the night sky, the full moon was hanging high.
The rising green smoke lingered for a long time, hovering in the air.
Suddenly, a blood-colored flower, bloomed through the smoke until most of the night sky was dyed red.
Through this thin layer of mist, the moon, red as blood, shines on the earth!
I don't have much time left!
I took the lighter out of my pocket and, in front of the man, flipped the switch.
Smack!
Only a little spark emerges.
I was stunned for a moment, pressed it a few more times, and it was still the same.
I shook it in my ear, and I realized that the lighter was out of gas!
"Huh! Are you really that stupid as me? Will mistakes be made one after another? The man's laughter was heard.
He looked up, and the blood from the wound on his forehead flowed down, which was even more eerie with his grim smile.
The moonlight was pouring down, and I felt like something was slowly draining from my body.
Perhaps, this is what the man says he wants to take!
Gradually, I felt weakness in my hands and feet, and soreness in my limbs.
Can't wait any longer, I told myself.
So, with the last of my strength, I picked up the stones on the ground and walked towards the man.
The python from before looked up again and spat out snake letters at me.
I swallowed my saliva and let it go, even if Lao Tzu died, I couldn't let this yellow skin succeed!
So, I quickened my pace and rushed into the grave of the yellow skin.
The python tried to stop me, and I rounded my arm and threw a stone on its head.
Its head was so hard that it made my arm numb.
The python shook its head in pain, and opened its mouth angrily to bite me.
"Give me back!" As a result, the python was stopped by the man again.
"Stop him!" Immediately, he gave an order, and I was surrounded.
But these beasts don't seem to want to do anything to me, they just want to trap me.
Thinking of the man just now stopping the python's attack on me twice, I had a guess.
I bent down to pick up the rocks on the ground and smashed them into the head of a half-man-tall grizzly bear next to me.
The grizzly bear was smashed in the throat by me, and he was about to come forward with a wave of his claws, but he could also be stopped by a man.
Now, I'm sure, the man wouldn't dare hurt me, at least, he wouldn't do it until his goal was achieved.
So, I sneered and asked, "Why are you stopping them?" Are you afraid that I will get hurt? Afraid of me bleeding? Because then you won't get what you want, right? ”
After a short silence, the man flatly denied: "What are you kidding, I will kill you later, why should I be afraid that you will be injured?" ”
It was this brief silence that made me grasp the flaw: "Why wait?" Not now? ”
As I spoke, I lifted the rock again and slammed it into the grizzly bear's head again.
The grizzly bear was angry and red-eyed, and it tried to scratch me, but the man stopped me.
I was not in a hurry, I lifted the stone for the third time and smashed it.
The clay man still has three points of fire, let alone a grizzly bear.
Even if there is a man's drinking, this uncivilized and intelligent beast is not really controllable by just a few words!
The grizzly bear was so angry that he threw his claws at me despite the man's dissuasion!
Blood poured out, claws cut through my skin, and I fell to the ground in pain.
"I'll tell you to stop, don't you brute understand human speech?"
The man was completely enraged, and he stood up, his hair disheveled, and his face was covered with blood and dirt, like a demon.
I sneered at him, "He's a brute, aren't you?" ”
Who knows, it was this sentence that completely poked the man's lung tube!
He yelled at me, "I'm a human, not a brute!" ”
I shook my head and said, "No! You're a brute! ”
"A beast that has cultivated to become a refinement, that is also a beast, and it can't become an adult!"
"Shut up!" He rushed up to me and gave me a slap in the face.
I wanted to resist, but the severe pain in my body made it impossible for me to get up again.
Fortunately, I have already grasped the pain points of the other party.
"Brute! Brute! Brute! I laughed as I spoke.
The man's whole face was so angry that it twisted and distorted, until a few words came out between his teeth.
"I'll kill you!"
"Killing me won't change the fact that you're a brute!"
"Ah!!h The man roared, his body short, revealing his original form.
It was a yellow-skinned man with white fur on its half-body.
It has been introduced in the broken book.
The spirit cultivator will lose its original hair every once in a while and give birth to a white hair.
This time is not fixed, and as the strength of the spirit increases, the time will also decrease.
It may start out as ten years, then shorten to a year, a month, or even a week.
And the yellow skin that can turn into a human form has been cultivated for more than a hundred years, to say the least!
And I'm nothing more than a living dead with a sad background.
Since he was born, he has lived for only 18 years.
I don't know what is in me that would attract the covetousness of such a spirit!
But at the moment, I don't have much energy to think about these things.
Angry yellowskins pounced on me, fangs and claws tearing through me.
The pain spread like a tidal wave to all corners of my body, and I fell to the ground, powerless to resist.
Are you going to die again?
I asked myself this in my heart.
Gradually, my limbs became numb and my eyelids became heavier.
Fatigue hit, and I was already at the point where I ran out of oil and dried up.
But I didn't dare to close my eyes, let alone close them.
Because I know that this closure is forever.
"Stop! Ahem......"
Just as I was about to close my eyes, a sound exploded like thunder, dispelling the fatigue from my body.
The beasts that surrounded me were all startled by the shout.
Even the angry yellow skin shrank aside in fright, trembling.
I opened my eyes as I watched a vague figure approaching not far away.
He walked with a limp, accompanied by a violent cough.
When I got closer, I saw his face clearly.
This is a kind old man with gray hair.
He leaned on a crutch and said to me, "Can you still get up?" ”
As he spoke, he coughed violently twice.