Chapter Forty-Seven: The Old Flower Is Called

In the fog, You Jiecao noticed a burst of stuffiness, feeling sticky and uncomfortable on his body, and feeling a burst of heat on his arm.

When he opened his eyes with difficulty, a scorching sun was already shining on his hands, and his whole body was sweating slightly because of the heat.

I sat up, rubbed my sleepy eyes, and looked at the sky, it was noon.

Outside the ruined temple, there was a long and chirping insect cry, the wind was hot, although the stomach was empty, You Jiecao had no appetite at all, and there was no other food in the storage bag except for dry food, dry food made by flour and water.

The dilapidated temple, under the clear sky, looks more desolate, the god curtain with the hot wind, fluttering left and right, the rubble on the ground or broken or completely fell to the ground, or long or short temple beams also fell to the ground, the top of the temple has broken out of a big hole, the cruel sun shines in from the hole, like a pillar of heaven, gorgeous and beautiful, there are some small holes on the top of the temple, in the small holes, there is a faint sunlight in, shooting in the corner full of shadows, it looks a little desolate, this scene, You Jiecao has only seen it in horror movies, and at the moment in it, I don't feel it at all。

After experiencing some terrible things, people's courage will slowly grow, You Jiecao has never dared to watch horror movies on earth, the only time I watched it was with his girlfriend who shook milk tea, at that time he pretended to be calm, but he was extremely scared in his heart.

This may be a man who never shows weakness in front of a woman.

Outside the broken temple, there was a crisp bird cry, the sound of small beasts, the neighing of insects, and a gust of hot wind, through the gap between the broken temple, bringing the fragrance of the leaves, and the rustling of the leaves.

The scorching sun is like a harsh king, and You Jiecao's face is already dripping with sweat.

But he finally walked into the dense forest, the shade under the shade of the trees made You Jiecao feel refreshed, and the wind in the dense forest, as if it had been absorbed by the dense forest, was also extremely cool.

Suddenly, there was a chirping sound from the tree above his head, and You Jiecao's stomach growled, and he seemed to remember something, a little excited, a little sad.

You Jie Cao Huoran stood up, jumped hard, the wind was blowing in his ears, his people were already on the tree, the sound of chirping was loud, the little beasts on the tree were chirping, and the wind was like, jumping from the tree to another tree.

You Jiecao grimaced, he remembered the game that Calle brought back every time, and the game was so sensitive.

He jumped off the tree, thinking of a way to catch game.

Suddenly, a bird swooped down from the sky, screamed loudly, and scurried into a bush, and You Jiecao became curious and walked towards the bush.

That bird is actually eating chicks!

While You Jiecao was angry, an idea flashed.

It jumped up and scared the birds away.

The nest is huge, and there are a few eggs inside!

The remaining chicks, before they opened their eyes, just opened their mouths wide and chirped, and their heads stretched forward.

You Jiecao silently recited in his heart - "Amitabha!" Stretching out his hand, the eggs in the bird's nest were emptied by him.

He jumped down from the tree, carried the eggs in his arms, and looked around as if he were a thief, and as if he were far away from the nest, he made a fire, took out a water bag, poured some water, and some dirt, and wrapped the eggs in the dirt.

The eggs were not small, but they were not very large, and it took about ten minutes to get around the outside of a few eggs.

He got this inspiration from preserved eggs, and when he went to the supermarket, he would often see some preserved eggs covered in dirt.

When the eggs are thrown into the charcoal fire, the soil layer on the surface of the eggs gradually becomes dry and hard in the thick black smoke.

At this time, a sharp birdsong in the distance came from a tree, and You Jiecao silently recited a few Amitabha Buddhas in his heart, extinguished the fire, and picked out the bird's eggs wrapped in soil in the charcoal fire with thick branches.

The eggs were bubbling with white air, and You Jiecao knocked on the eggs with thick branches, and the crisp earthy coat suddenly exploded, revealing the eggs inside.

This feeling is a bit refreshing, "Bang, Bang!" In less than a few seconds, the soil layer outside the bird's egg was smashed by You Jiecao.

There was a faint fragrance that filled You Jiecao's nasal cavity, You Jiecao was already moving his index finger, reaching down, just wanting to pick up a bird's egg.

A cold sentence came from the side -- "Young man, what a vicious heart!

You Jiecao didn't pay attention, there was already a person beside him, unkempt, hair scattered like a handful of straw, his face was black and black, but his eyes were bright, he was wearing a shabby clothes, the clothes were black and dirty like ink, he was holding a branch in his hand, and his eyes were looking at the bird's eggs on the ground for a moment, and he was licking his lips.

You Jiecao looked at him excitedly, his dark and bright eyes also looked at You Jiecao, with an elder-like reproach in his eyes.

Suddenly, in his hand, a white and tender thing appeared, what was it that was not a shelled bird's egg?

"Young man, accumulate some virtue, this is a great crime, and let me come!" said him, holding the bird's egg, and his hand was already in his mouth.

"Well, it's worth it!" a scent filled You Jiecao's nose and wafted through the forest. He looked at the old man like Hanako.

His slightly bloated neck was swaying slightly, and the bird egg in his hand had been swallowed by him, and he stretched out a hand, gave a thumbs up, and said, "Although the young man's heart is a little vicious, his craftsmanship is good!"

He smiled and looked at You Jiecao with a blazing gaze.

Ghostly, another bird egg appeared in his hand, You Jiecao opened his eyes wide, looked at the bird egg in his hand, and then looked in front of him, there was actually another bird egg!

You Jiecao reached out to grab the eggs on the ground, and as soon as his hand was stretched out, all the eggs on the ground suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the old man with a ghostly and angry look, with a bird's egg between each of his fingers and an egg in his palm.

The eggs are not big, but they are not small.

The old flower's emaciated fingers seemed to be on the eggshell, but the egg seemed to be dipped in superglue, and it was still in his hand.

This old flower is not only ghostly, but also eats eggs very quickly, and within ten minutes, a few bird eggs have been eaten by him.

You Jiecao was already frightened by his ghost, and he was dryly cushioning dry food, looking at Lao Zhaohua angrily.

"Young man, I'm helping you bear your sins, do you know?" he wiped the remaining egg yolk from the corner of his mouth, and continued, "Young people should be cheerful, don't be so gloomy, you will get sick!" He smiled kindly and looked at You Jiecao.

You Jiecao fixed his eyes on him.

"Human ,?????"

Like the green dragon, a bunch of question marks.

You Jiecao sighed, it seems that this old man is called Hua, and he is an old man with profound strength, so he can only admit it.

Lao Zhaohua looked at him and said, "Young man, don't lose your face, you should also be like me, smile happily!"

He really smiled like an old grandfather, and he really couldn't see where there was youth.

You Jiecao took a sip and scolded in a low voice: "Youth, your ancestors!

He hasn't been foul for a long time, on the Internet, either fuck your sister or fuck your mother, especially those who play Warcraft Shoutu, almost everyone has a good "eloquence".

Usually they are silent, but when it comes to going crazy, it is natural to export into "chapters".

The old flower's ears twitched a few times and smiled mysteriously.

"Smack!"

You Jiecao felt that his mouth was as if he had chewed hundreds of chili peppers, numb and painful, and looked at Lao Zhaohua angrily, turned around and walked away.

The old flower hurriedly caught up, You Jiecao hurriedly walked, he seemed to be slow, but he had been following You Jiecao's side, like a bee, talking about the truth, in every sentence, with "young people".

You Jiecao ran up and scurried around in the dense forest, but Lao Zhaohua still followed him step by step, no matter how fast he ran, he could not get rid of the old man.

You Jiecao has collapsed.

This old man who looks like a flower, as if he has been lonely for thousands of years, has endless words!

Suddenly, with a bang, he crashed into something very hard and hard, almost kintetsu.

The nose is sour, and there are already nosebleeds.

Lao Zhaohua looked at him, still smiling kindly, as if he was smiling at his grandson.

His hand reached into his tattered clothes and pulled out a thick stack of books. Smiled mysteriously and looked at You Jiecao.

You Jiecao rubbed his nose and looked at the book in the old man's hand.

Lao Hua laughed a few times and said, "Little doll, I just ate a few eggs, don't hate me like this, right?"

Between his eyebrows, there was majesty, and this majesty was the same as the destruction of the old man last night.

You Jiecao looked at the old man in front of him in a daze.

The old man called Hua to come closer, erected the books, and spread them out, and there were actually more than a dozen books, each extremely thin, only about ten pages.

The books are dark and full of the smell of sweat, and the footers are also shazzy, looking very old.

He said proudly, "Do you know the Loess Gang?"

You Jiecao looked at him and did not answer.

The eyes of the old flower are like stars at this moment.

He pulled out one of the books, and there were four big words on the books—Virgin Knife Formation!

"The Loess Gang used to be just a third-rate gang, but now it's a gang that is not weak in the Valley of Destruction!" he said, "It's thanks to this secret skill of mine!"

You Jiecao still looked at him in a daze.

"Little doll, I ate a few eggs from you just now, these books are all supreme secrets, how about you pick one?"

You Jiecao's gaze swept over the books in the old man's hand, these books were really not selling well.

The old man looked at You Jiecao frowning, his eyes rolled, and his eyes were wide open.

At this moment, You Jiecao felt as if something had entered his body.

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