Chapter 125 Analysis of the Anthill

The drunkard stopped Wu Xie and told him to prepare a lot of things that I didn't understand.

It was only at the end that the drunkard spoke

"Bring a toy, it's suitable for the little ones."

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment, looked at Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei was also stunned for a moment, but still turned his head to look at me, I nodded slowly.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Hehe, thank you sixth uncle, I have something to find your sixth uncle in the future." The drunkard smiled indifferently.

"Uncle Sixth is so good." These are Xiao Feiming's words.

Because secretly, the two of us have already transmitted consciousness, and Xiao Fei doesn't want it.

The drunkard doesn't understand Xiao Fei, his meaning is simple, he just wants to buy something for Xiao Fei, but he said the wrong thing, and he shouldn't have something to find me.

After Wu Xie left, the drunkard caught a few hares and pheasants, and I don't know where he found them, so he made a fire in the ruined temple and roasted them.

"The corpse chaser is a unified name, there are many branches in it, anything described by the vein, there are many branches in it, which is a little different from your demon clan. Including Mr. Feng Shui, Xiang Shi, and Izuma Xian, people like this are all called warlocks.

I think these names are ridiculous, but they are just something made up by some small accomplished people to cash in on their differences.

Any means are nothing but ways to emerge for the sake of profit......"

I think the words of the drunkards are very mysterious. It's very meaningful, and I understand the meaning, but for me, a lot of things are not that important.

What I care about, only what I care. As for other things

What do you have to do with me?!

"What's inside that red bottle?" That's what I care about.

"Some crazy experiments, under the banner of the perfect combination of so-called cultivation and science, are doing things that are not tolerated.

Too many people can't stand it anymore and want to shoot, but no one dares to shoot the first bird. In the final analysis, it is still a benefit, some people want to enjoy the fruits of the anthill at the same time, but also to set up a memorial arch...... So the anthill survived in the cracks..."

The drunkard didn't shy away from it, and just spoke.

My opinion of him has changed a lot, and if nothing else, I have already learned too much about what he said to me.

But this thing doesn't make sense, according to what Chen Kun told me, the anthill has existed for too long, so long that even he can't tell it clearly.

So where does this so-called scientific statement come from?

I know that everything I come across lives a long life. Except, of course, Xiaoya's family.

I have no idea about this long-term development, and with the amount of time I've been a human being, I've only been a hundred years in total. These beings encountered, open and closed, are thousands of years old.

Don't you know that the days have to go by day by day?

"So the anthill was supported in the beginning?" I followed the drunkard's words and asked.

"Hehe, it's not enough to die a hundred times in the anthill to pay back the evil it did, didn't I just say it, some small accomplished people want to get something different, and they have a feeling of opening up a mountain, don't you think it's a joke?"

"These people are called half a bottle of vinegar, and the frog at the bottom of the well is what they say, they don't understand the power of the anthill at all, so they said something about some time ago, do you think I'm afraid of them?"

"Yes, I'm just afraid of them."

I pedal a horse! This sentence is really in line with the appearance of a drunkard who leaves directly without saying a word in the underground world.

It is called a righteous word, categorical, as if to say another bloody word to move forward bravely.

"Ridiculous, isn't it?"

"You know what you do?" I just slammed it back.

"That's because you don't know how powerful the anthill is." The drunkard didn't explain much and took a sip of his wine.

"However, it is based on the fact that they don't take the initiative to mess with me." The thing was cooked, and the drunkard took a sip of it and began to eat it.

Xiao Fei ate a piece, swallowed it with a black face, and never moved again.

"What? Didn't I make it tasty? "The drunkard is not happy when he sees it. Staring at Xiaofei, there was already displeasure in his voice.

Xiao Fei is not used to him competing against each other at all

"You got this, it's not even a tenth of Uncle Six, it's really unpalatable!"

The immature voice and the unconvinced look made me laugh directly.

"Little zombie, I can stand you, Lao Tzu kindly gave you something to eat, do you still have any opinions? If you're not convinced, you get one. ”

"Just get it!" Xiao Fei ran out directly, I was not worried, and Xiao Fei's unique barbecue was given to him by me.

Song Lin is very good at making barbecue, and he also won the barbecue master award in Jianghai City, I think he has been doing it for decades, is this little thing worth publicizing everywhere?

After I quieted down, I began to remember what the drunkard had told me, and what Liu Yong had told me when I was in the underworld.

After my analysis, I came to the conclusion that the anthill should be two-pronged, it wants everything.

Especially the woman called Crescent Moon, she felt very bad about me, even more than Liu Yong.

It's not a sense of crisis, in terms of strength, the crescent moon is definitely not Liu Yong's opponent, and the crescent moon can't beat Liu Yong. It's a weird feeling. Especially in Sister Snake's lab, the red light in her eyes.

This is not the bloodthirsty tyranny I have seen in the past, but something else, and the huge chariot in the back, which actually made the flames left by Chen Kun keep beating for me.

And the phantom behind Liu Yong and the little old man, what is that thing?

What's in the crescent eye?

What is the purpose of an anthill?

Also, as Liu Yong said, when the anthill really appeared, it actually had the ability to fight against the lower realm?

Wait a minute! Lower bound! How did I forget this most important thing

"Is there an underworld in this world?" I hurriedly asked the drunkard.

Then he looked at me like a fool and opened his mouth as he should

"Yes, don't you know?"

I was stupid when I stepped on the horse on the spot, Jinni, Ma has a land?

it!

Is it possible? …… I had a bold idea in mind.

"Difu is just a place name, there are some factors that you think, but it's not the kind of thing you think, to put it bluntly, Shan Zuqian is a ghost, that is, he is responsible for catching people who are dead and don't want to go, or they are killed by things that become ghosts, that's the same thing,"

The drunkard seemed to know what I was thinking, and interrupted.

"Tell me more about it." I'm desperate to know something now. Especially for the news of this world, because I really don't know what kind of world I live in.