Chapter 13: The Golden Centipede
"Huh?" In a hurry, he suddenly remembered something, took his right hand into his arms, hurriedly found a flat place, and said in his mouth: "The golden rice bowl and the silver rice bowl are not as good as our iron rice bowl...... The golden rice bowl and silver rice bowl are not as good as our iron rice bowl......"
The iron bowl was placed on the ground, and it suddenly became six feet in size. Then he flipped the mouth of the bowl over, and in an instant he covered himself and curled up in the bowl. Listening to the buzzing outside, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "Thanks to this good baby...... from time to time one or two came in through the gap, but it was easy to deal with, and he waved his hand and died on the wall of the bowl.
After a long time, the sound outside slowly subsided. He lifted the bowl slightly, and stretched out a hand to cautiously test outward. After a while, there was no movement, and then he was relieved to stand up and put away the iron bowl.
Tossed back and forth, it was about half an hour before entering the hole, and a lot of poisonous powder in the body dissipated, and the breathing slowly became even.
"It's not a way to stay here all the time, I can't beat the two of them, and I should be able to run now. Thinking to himself, he looked in the direction of the entrance of the cave.
Looking at it like this, Zhao Dongsheng was stunned on the spot......
"Also...... And one more, why is it so big......"
Looking at the strange insect the size of a fist hanging in the air, my heart was furious.
"If this is going to be stung, it doesn't hurt to die, how big a ......bag can it afford" I cried out again and again in my heart, the bee was poisonous but not dead, but the guy in front of me was too big, who knew what it would be like to be stung. Looking at the pus-filled bag the size of a bean on the back of his hand, he ran deeper into the stone cave with a smoke.
"Hide for a while, and I'll come out when it's gone. ”
Qin Yuan's wings fluttered slightly, and he chased after him unhurriedly, as if he was deliberately teasing the young man in front of him.
The white jade of Akajiri fluttered, a touch of red at the bottom enveloped the jade body, and the faint white light slowly blushed and became brighter and brighter. Zhao Dongsheng stopped abruptly, and there was no way out except for the high and rising stone piles in front of him......
Qin Yuan flew all the way, forcing him into a desperate situation, as if he had lost patience, and swung his wings and slammed up. Zhao Dongsheng leaned his back against the stone pile, looked at the attacking strange insects, lifted his cuffs to cover his cheeks, drew a pig-killing knife to block it in front of him, and waved it without looking.
"Squeak ......"
I only heard a strange sound, but there was no expected pain in my body, and I slowly lowered my raised arm and looked over. Qin Yuan stopped two feet in front of him, wrapped in a thick yellow mist, and his thin wings fluttered left and right "squeak" and screamed.
Looking at the source of the yellow mist again, a palm-sized centipede stood on the stone pile with its long tentacles swinging from side to side. The yellow mist swallowed and pulled it over.
Qin Yuan kept fighting, as if he was glued to the yellow mist, and he couldn't fly away from it. The centipede opened its poisonous hook and clamped it, several pairs of hook-like feet tightly locked. The two rolled left and right, and fought on the stone pile.
He moved his steps and leaned towards the corner of the cave, and watched in a daze, the two were inseparable. "I really stabbed the worm's nest......"
Qin Yuan, who was struggling desperately, pouted the poisonous needle on his abdomen and pricked it all around, but the surface of this centipede's body was smooth, like a negative scale armor that was not painful or itchy. They tumbled down from the heap of stones, striking from one end to the other, and turning back from the other. After a while, Qin Yuan struggled a few times and stopped moving, and the centipede bit down on his black belly. In an instant, the flesh was eaten cleanly, leaving only a shriveled shell lying across the ground......
The flag is victorious, and the centipede stands tall and majestic.
"That's a lot of food...... It's so amazing......" said secretly, didn't dare to stay longer, turned around and ran away in fright.
After a few steps, a thicker yellow mist suddenly covered his body. Suddenly, it was like a thousand pounds, and I couldn't step away with my feet. At this time, he was like Qin Yuan just now, and he could only be slaughtered.
The centipede climbed onto the placket of its coat, half-upright, spread its fierce and merciless poisonous hook, its long tentacles swinging back and forth, and touching its cheek a few times. I saw that its belly was covered with a hundred eyes, and its body was hanging on a hundred feet, shining with oil, and its body was golden. Zhao Dongsheng didn't dare to look at it anymore, turned his face sideways, and said in a committed voice: "Don't eat me...... I'm smelly, hard, and unpalatable......"
The centipede "scrutinized" for a moment, then paused, withdrew the yellow mist, and burrowed into its arms along the placket of its clothes.
"Ah~......"
The chest was slippery and cold, and it was uncomfortable for a while, and it suddenly scared goosebumps. Being possessed by such an ugly and strange thing, I'm afraid no one can stand it. Hurriedly pulled it out, and threw it away with trembling hands. Unexpectedly, it was like a dogskin plaster, and it couldn't shake it off, and the yellow mist sprayed out and entangled him again, and he quickly climbed into the placket of his clothes and got into his arms.
Zhao Dongsheng complained helplessly, raised his head and shouted: "Where did you do this...... Why follow me...... "If you don't bring it, I'm afraid you won't want to go out for the rest of your life." "For the sake of you helping me, you won...... But don't move......"
If he had learned of the tragic situation of the two people who had been stung to death a few days ago, it would not be an exaggeration to kowtow to this centipede.
The inside of the stone cave slowly darkened, and the light of the white jade of Akajiri gradually fainted, and it fell......
Before coming to the entrance of the cave, Zhao Dongsheng got up and secretly looked out, Wang Da and Xiao San were gone, and then walked out with confidence. The sun was about to set, and Shen Liang's explanation had not yet been completed, so he was suddenly anxious. As far as the eye can see, a small restaurant is not far away, and it is faintly visible......
After walking for a few miles, I came to the front of the restaurant, where a red cloth banner was hung under the eaves, and the word "Fulai" was neatly written on it. There were a few guests sitting in the room, and it seemed a little deserted.
"Boss, come for a bowl of wine. Zhao Dongsheng said to the old man in front of the cabinet.
Seeing a guest coming, the old man hurriedly greeted: "Little brother, do you want to take it away, or do you want to have some food to drink here?" Each vendor has its own set of business methods, and this old man is no exception.
Zhao Dongsheng said, "Take it away." Then he took out the iron bowl, found an open space, and said a few silent words in his mouth.
The iron bowl kept getting bigger, and several guests looked at each other in amazement, but the old man did not change his normal. When the wine jar was opened, the rich aroma of wine overflowed, and a jar was poured into the bowl.
"Little brother, you are a disciple of Chaotianmen Howling Wind Mountain. The old man asked as he poured his wine.
When he heard his origins, he was amazed: "Could it be that this old gentleman has the magic of an unknown prophet?"
Zhao Dongsheng said: "I am indeed a disciple of Chaotianmen, I don't know how the old gentleman knows?"
The old man smiled, poured the wine jar in his hand, and said: "The little old man has been making a living here for some years, and I recognize this iron bowl." Qingyang Daoist has also seen it, but he ...... "The old man seemed to be worried, looked at him, and closed his mouth and said no more.
Seven or eight altars were installed, large and small, and the iron bowls were gradually filled. After paying for the wine, he stroked the bowl and lifted it with both hands, his eyes were firmly fixed on his hands, lest he spill a little, and turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, he had just taken two steps when he was hit on the shoulder, and the wine poured out of the bowl.
"What's the matter with you, don't you go out without eyes!" a man shouted.
"I'm sorry...... I ...... carelessly for a while, "Zhao Dongsheng has been compensating again and again."