Zhang Miao touched my chest to my back, then to my lower abdomen, and finally to my praise, grabbed my little brother, and was stunned for a few seconds. Then he shouted, "He's him, he's got a mushroom here." Did we throw him in the black room for too long and he was moldy and touched with mushrooms? ”

"Are all mushrooms growing?" asked Concubine Qin.

"Concubine Qin, do you have a knife, I'll cut it off. ”

"Don't," I yelled, "that's not a mushroom, that's my lifeblood." Big girl, don't cut it. ”

"If you don't cut it, you can still keep it for yourself. Zhang Miao asked.

"Let's cut it, I heard that there is a kind of parasitic mushroom in this mountain, once it grows on people, it will suck people's essence and blood, until they are exhausted and die. "Concubine Qin is a kind-hearted girl - if you don't want to cut my little brother now.

"Sister Concubine Qin, the mushroom seems to have sucked a lot of his essence and blood is growing bigger and bigger, I can't hold it anymore, you take the knife quickly, if you don't cut it, it's too late, he will die." ”

"Yes, I'll get it. "Concubine Qin said very sincerely, it seems that she really thinks where I grow mushrooms, I thought to myself, don't they know that I am a man?

"That's not a mushroom, you can't cut it. "I pleaded.

Zhang Miao reproached me: "Although you killed our crows, we can't see death without help, you lie down well, this mushroom is cut, we are burning some lime to wipe you and it will be fine." ”

"Are you castration? I don't blame you for not seeing a man, after all, you grew up in the shrine and are still young. But you've heard of men. Men and women are not the same, they are men's things, and if they are cut, they will die. ”

The painting poems and smiles back and forth, and the teacher also purses his lips and smiles.

"Sister Painting, Senior Sister, what are you laughing at, he is dying. ”

"Ahem" Huashi tightened his throat, squatted down and asked me, "Say, where is the weapon?"

"I was caught by this little girl. ”

"You still don't tell the truth" painted a poem and was about to fight, shouting outside the house, "Concubine Qin, have you found the dagger?"

"Didn't find a dagger. But there's a scythe here, it's just a bit blunt. ”

"It's okay, it's better to be blunt," replied the painter.

"I said, I said, tell her not to take the sickle. ”

"Say it," the painting poem was still laughing.

"My belt, the weapon is in my belt" I was in a cold sweat.

"In the belt?" said the poem untied my belt and looked at it carefully. Suddenly, the sword was pulled out with a "silk". The blade hung down like a piece of paper. The painting poem compared the willow leaf sword a few times, only to hear a few crackling sounds, and the blade of the sword was cut to the point that the arm was not even cut through the skin.

The painting poem squatted down again: "You don't want your mushrooms?" We looked at the crow's feathers, and the incision was as smooth as water. It must be a sword that sharpens iron like clay, how is it made of this paper sword. ”

"This willow leaf sword is my family heirloom sword, and it cannot be used by non-my people. The girl doesn't believe it, but put it in my hand, and I'll know what it means to sharpen iron like clay with two strokes. "I said, I secretly thought that the sword is in my hands, even if you are an immortal, you can't stop me, hehehe.

"Sister Draw Poetry, give him the sword, with my Zhang Miao's thirty years of work experience, I don't believe that this paper sword can dance and move. I don't think this sword can even cut the mushroom. Zhang Miao said.

"Yes, yes, I can't dance. But, don't cut the mushroom, the mushroom also has a father and a mother, and it will hurt if you cut it like this. Its mother will be unhappy. I said.

Drawing poetry hesitated a few times, and was about to give me the sword. Suddenly, the teacher shouted: "Draw poetry, wait a minute, what he said may be true." ”

As soon as he heard the poem, he took the sword back and handed it to his teacher.

The master carefully looked at the sword body, only to see her put her fingers together and wipe it on the sword, frowned and said, "This may be a blood sacrifice, but I can't be sure, let's take it first and take it back to the elder to see." ”

The painting poem came over, "Master, how can you tell that it is a blood sacrifice." ”

"When I hold it, I feel cold. If it weren't for the blood sacrifice, it would have been cold. Our disciples of the Water God Palace have their own resistance to the cold weapon, and it won't be so cold, so I thought it might be a blood sacrifice. ”

"Sacrifice with blood is certainly not a good thing. Miao Er said hatefully.

"Master's weapons are also blood sacrifices. Concubine Qin said. Holding the sickle in his hand, he was about to hand it to Zhang Miao.

"It's the first time I've touched a blood sacrifice with my own hands, and it's no different from a normal weapon. The painting poem glanced at the willow leaf sword a few times, and felt bored and put it into the sheath. Suddenly asked the teacher: "He said that this sword can only be used by his people, and I don't know if it's true or not." It is said that the blood sacrifice of the Lord is extremely rare, and I don't believe that he has such a blood sacrifice with a small hairy head. Why don't we go out and drip some blood. ”

"It's okay, if it's really a blood sacrifice to recognize the Lord, it is estimated that it will have to be handed over to the palace master. The teacher said, and the two of them went out.

Miao Er said to Concubine Qin: "Concubine, you take off his pants, it's not convenient for me to cut like this." ”

Concubine Qin agreed, and then reached out to take it off.

I was shocked: "Hey, hey, two big girls, can't we have something to say well, we have to take people's lives." You see where it looks like a mushroom, it's clearly connected to my body."

Concubine Qin took off my pants, looked at my "supreme glory", and asked, "Miao'er, how is his place different from ours." There are also two balls underneath. ”

Zhang Miao also stared at it for a long time, and muttered: "With my thirty years of work experience, the two eggs below must be poisonous, concubine, he must be too deeply poisoned." We quickly cut off the eggs and mushrooms. Save his life. ”

"Yes, good"

"Two big girls, two older sisters. Cut a little mushroom, it's better not to cut the eggs. The mushroom is still hopeful to grow if it is cut a little, but the egg is really gone. ”

"You said it wasn't a mushroom, you said it yourself. Miao Er said as she wiped the sickle with my clothes.

"Let's cut them all, this mushroom will suck people's blood. Concubine Qin's face was compassionate, as if the Holy Mother had descended. As he spoke, he lifted the two eggs and left Zhang Miao with the knife edge.

At that time, the sickle was only 0.03 centimeters away from my little brother. But after a quarter of the incense, the owner of the sickle will be deeply moved by me. Because I decided to tell a lie, and although I have told countless lies, this one will be the most emotional.

"You should cut this mushroom, and it should die. I squeezed out a tear "I have relied on the mushroom for so many years, and now I want the white-haired person to send the black-haired person." There is nothing more painful in the world than this. It's only to blame that I didn't know how to cherish it before. Cut off your scythe, don't hesitate. Mushroom and I are destined to be separated today, since we have chosen a distant place, we can only leave the world with our backs. If Heaven is giving me a chance to do it all over again. I still take you to the end of the world and watch Caixia side by side. If I had to add a period to this wave, I would like it to be 10,000 years."

After hearing this, Concubine Qin and Miao Er burst into tears, and Miao Er said: "Concubine, the two of us are also orphans, if we separate them like this, Mushroom Er will also be sad."

Concubine Qin nodded tearfully: "En, but if you don't cut it, he will die." ”

I hurriedly replied: "No, no, I have been dependent on Mushroom for so many years." Don't you see I'm still fine? Then, there are good people and bad people, and there must be good and bad mushrooms in that mushroom. My mushroom must be a good mushroom. Otherwise, I would have died by now."

After Zhang Miao and Concubine Qin heard this, they sobbed and were not sad.