New Twelve Chapters. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info cut bamboo and dug out the skull

Mo Qing felt very good at this time, and when he swallowed all the green light clusters, not only did the volume change back to its original size, but the color also became more profound, and it looked unusually solid.

He was even a little unsatisfied, swaying from side to side to see if there was any light left. The feeling of fullness after eating is so comfortable, and it feels like the whole person is fluttering. I searched left and right for a while, but I didn't find a trace of green light that was missed, which made Mo Qing feel a little stunned.

The cyan light cluster floated in the boundless sea of fog, and Mo Qing's consciousness gradually blurred......

I don't know how long it took, a chill came from his body, and Mo Qing gradually became conscious.

Before he could fully wake up, there was a heart-piercing pain in his head, Mo Qing hugged his head tightly with his hand, howling in pain, and it took a while to slowly ease up.

"Fu Jiang, don't tell me to rub this guy," Mo Qing thought in a daze in his heart.

Thinking of Fu Jiang, Mo Qing reached out and touched his chest, and there was no familiar plush feeling, Mo Qing was in a hurry, and his brain, which was still in a state of confusion, immediately sobered up.

He opened his heavy eyes suddenly, sat up suddenly, and when he saw Fu Jiang lying on his stomach not far from him, Mo Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

This little guy who beat himself off the cliff and came to this strange place with him by mistake, Mo Qing didn't dare to lose it, this is not only a proof of his life in the 80,000 miles of Pangu Mountains, but also the sustenance of his emotions.

I didn't feel anything when I was nervous just now, once my heart was put down, the exhaustion came like a tide, and I tried to stand up and walk to Fu Jiang's side, holding it in my arms, Mo Qing found that the surroundings had brightened up at some point, the round moon hung in the air, and the moonlight was slightly cool like water.

Thinking that the green light cluster had been swallowed by himself, Mo Qing was relieved, and he lay on the ground and fell asleep with Fu Jiang in his arms.

When he woke up again, Mo Qing was completely awake, looked up at Hongxia in the east, rubbed his faintly swollen head and sat up. All kinds of discomfort in the body have basically disappeared, only the head is still a little uncomfortable.

The Fu General in his arms also woke up, but his fur was very dull, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and he squeaked slightly at Mo Qing twice and closed his eyes again.

Seeing Fu Jiang like this, Mo Qing already knew who saved him, and gently changed his position to make Fu Jiang sleep more comfortably.

Holding the axe that had fallen beside him back into his hand, Mo Qing took a look at the surrounding environment.

This is a small valley, it may be that the surrounding mountains block the cold current, or it may be that the terrain is relatively low, anyway, there are a lot of verdant trees growing in this small valley, which forms a great contrast with the bleak late autumn in memory.

There were also a few peach trees in the valley, and there were many ripe peaches hanging on them, a discovery that made Mo Qing overjoyed.

I haven't eaten since noon yesterday, and Mo Qing, who is at the age of half the eldest child eating the poor old man, has been starved.

Reaching out and picking a peach, he wiped it on his clothes, Mo Qing woke up the Fu Jiang in his arms, and after feeding the Fu Jiang and eating two peaches, Mo Qing devoured it.

The peaches are sweet and delicious, fat and juicy, and it feels so good to swallow in the stomach, and Mo Qing suddenly felt that it was understandable that Huang Lao had planted so many peach trees.

Eating peaches, Mo Qing looked at the place where he was lying just now, just now he was just looking for something to eat, and now he found that there was a bamboo tree in that place.

This discovery surprised him, there was nothing strange about bamboo, but it was the first time he saw the blackened bamboo.

As we all know, bamboo grows in patches, but this one stands there alone. It was about the thickness of a baby's arm, the same thickness as the top and bottom, and it stopped after growing about a zhang, and the whole body was bare, and two branches grew on the top.

Mo Qing walked over, found some grass to make a nest, gently put the sleeping Fu Jiang on it, and turned around to look at the strange bamboo carefully.

The bamboo is very black and pure, with a hint of shine.

Mo Qing touched it with his hand, it was cold in his hand, holding this strange bamboo with both hands, Mo Qing jumped to the top in three or two clicks, and pulled the tip of the bamboo pole with his hand to fall down, and the bamboo was only slightly bent to straighten.

This discovery made Mo Qing very surprised, with his current strength, the hard pull just now was five hundred catties, and the ordinary trees had already been broken by him, not to mention that it was only slightly bent like this bamboo.

As soon as his hands were loosened, Mo Qing fell to the ground gently, yesterday he was worried that he couldn't find the right material to make a bow, but he didn't expect this problem to be easily solved now.

There is no way out of the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village, Mo Qing suddenly remembered a sentence he had read in the old man's book.

Picking up the axe, Mo Qing picked up the soil at the root of the bamboo, preparing to cut it off from the root, but as for digging it out by the roots, he didn't think about it. It's not easy to grow a bamboo like this, but if you keep the roots, you might be able to grow another one.

As soon as he picked it twice, Mo Qing stopped, looked carefully at the whiteness of the soil, and took an axe to the side to cut down a peach branch.

Cut off all the extra branches, sharpen the end, and a simple digging tool is ready, and it is much more comfortable to dig with this thing than to pick it up by hand.

I inserted the peach stick into the place where I had just picked it with my hand, and after digging it twice, a white skull without a trace of carrion came out.

Although he was prepared, he was still a little scared when he really dug it out, and threw away the peach wood branches, Mo Qing picked up the Fu general and ran to the third part away, looking at the motionless skeleton with the peach wood branches rolling down in the weeds with a vigilant face.

After a moment, he sneered and scolded in a low voice, "Out of breath! A skull is just going to scare you like this." ”

After cheering himself up, Mo Qing put the blessing general on the tray nest again, then pulled out the peachwood stick from the skull, walked to the place just now, and dug back.

Digging and digging out a blue jade pendant from under his feet, the jade pendant fell in the grass, and it was not that he couldn't find its existence because of the ink green on his feet.

The jade pendant is not very beautiful, and the shape is ordinary, but a touch of blue on it, and a wolf head that is not very clear, add a lot of color to it. Mo Qing was not polite, he looked at it twice and stuffed it into his arms, which should be a compensation for his own spirit.

The appearance of the skull made Mo Qing temporarily give up chopping bamboo, holding the peach stick and digging back, because he felt that this place was more than just a skull.

Sure enough, a complete skeleton appeared in front of Mo Qing with a small amount of effort.

It's not that Mo Qing excavated so fast, but that this skeleton only covered a thin layer of soil, with some weeds growing on it, and in some places there were even some bones exposed, but they were just covered by weeds, and I didn't pay attention to it at first, so I didn't see it.

Seeing that this thing did not die normally, there was no one to collect the body after death, so it was lying in this wilderness, let the wind and sun shine, maybe God felt that it was too bad scenery here, so let the wind be fine and bring some dust to cover it up.

Of course, this process is long, looking at the surrounding environment surrounded by mountains, Mo Qing feels that it is impossible to cover up this level without hundreds of years of effort.

After the skeleton was dug up, Mo Qing felt that something was wrong when he thought about it, and after a while, he remembered where the root was, wasn't this the same place where he lay down all night last night?

Thinking that he had slept on this bone frame all night last night, Mo Qing was panicked in his heart, and with a single kick, he kicked the skull that he had thrown into the grass nest before.

Even a fool will understand the cause and effect of this bizarre incident at this time, Mo Qing is not a fool, of course, he has already sorted out the context in his mind.

Therefore, he did not have the slightest sense of politeness towards the culprit who had killed him, and not only picked up the torn clothes worn on the skeleton with his stick, but also stuffed some things that had been dug out of the skeleton into his arms, including two yellowed books, and a few equally yellowed notes with some strange ways outlined on them.

After such a long time, Mo Qing no longer has a sense of fear for the skeleton in front of him, on the contrary, he is still thinking about whether to make a fire and burn it, this guy is not infiltrating, he has been dead for so many years and has not forgotten to be strange, it is better to burn it.

After touching the whole body, he found that he didn't have fire on his body, and Mo Qing generously forgave this skeleton.

"I'm so generous, you can't be stingy, how about giving me these things? Anyway, you've been dead for so many years, and it's useless to ask for these things outside your body, besides, looking at your dress, you are also a person with status, and you should understand the truth of reciprocating the peach. ”

Mo Qing muttered like this in his mouth, and took out these things from his arms and looked at them, of course he couldn't understand them.

What if you don't understand it? It's all your own anyway, haven't you seen yourself say it for so long, and you haven't seen this guy speak out against it?

These two books should not be ordinary.

I don't know how many years it has been buried in the soil, and its clothes are all rotten, but it doesn't have a book with a little matter, can it be an ordinary thing? Although Mo Qing doesn't know what is written on it now, he is going to go back and learn to read from Huang Lao.

Mo Qing went over and took down the clothes he had picked up on the tree, and looked at them carefully, but he didn't find anything of value except for a red maple leaf on the chest of his clothes.

casually threw this rotten unsightly clothes on the bone shelf, which can be regarded as repaying his grievances with virtue, and did not make him naked.

Ignoring the boneless thing, he stepped aside and kicked the skull into the dirt pit with a leg so as not to leave him in a different place.

Then he used his foot to get the dirt that he had turned aside into the pit and covered the skeleton, otherwise he would be busy here and always see it, how much an eyesore it would be.

After doing this, Mo Qing picked up the axe from the ground and looked at the short-lived black bamboo again.