Chapter 2235
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Chen Muning exclaimed loudly, "brother Lin, be careful
The next moment.
Chen Muning was shocked to find that the thick and long body of the singing snake was stiff in mid air, as if it had been fixed by something.
Lin Xi stood in the starlight, motionless, as if at this moment, time had become static.
"Boss, are you okay..."
Xiao Min knew that Lin Xi had few skills left. He was strong outside but weak in the middle. For fear of any accident, he rushed up and wanted to kick away the snake. Unexpectedly, Lin Xi said in a voice: "it's dead..."
Lin Ningxi was killed by the snake, but Muxi was pinched by Lin Qingming on the spot.
The straight appearance was actually suddenly crushed to death by Lin Xi and couldn't move.
Fortunately, a false alarm!
No, the roaring snake has another head. The tongue is dead. The tail of the snake should come back to life and continue to attack.
Xiao Min didn't know that Lin Xi seized the moment of seven inches and injected a force into it. He smashed the internal organs of the roaring snake and cut off all vitality. It seems that he just crushed seven inches. In fact, he was killed together with the tail of the snake.
Although his skill dissipated and he didn't save one in ten, it was more than enough to kill a roaring snake.
"It's all right, it's all right, it's really frightening me..."
Chen Muning trotted over and kicked away the roaring snake in Lin Xi's hand, patting his chest to comfort himself.
But Lin Xi thought deeply. Why are these chirping snakes always staring at him?
Now that an ambush has been launched, it's not like animals at all.
And how does it know that they will come back from the mountain and take this only way?
You know, after Lin Xi got lost, they didn't know that they would pass through this place.
Did the rattling snake follow them all the time?
It's still wrong. If you are followed, it's impossible for Lin Xi and Xiao Min's six senses not to be aware of it, but·······
Instead, it seems to be inspired!
Then Lin Xi remembered that when he first saw the old mang tou yesterday, the old mang tou said those words. Did the ghost of Jian Tianhua really stare at him?
It shouldn't be. The ferocious spirit on him is the biggest enemy of ghosts. Even if Jian Tianhua's ghost has Taoism, it can find Xiao Min at most and dare not find him.
I didn't expect that little jianjiawan should be so strange.
Lin Xi couldn't think of the result, so he had to go on and return to jianjiawan as soon as possible.
There is a way to see the dead horse running in the mountain. The terrain in the mountain forest is changeable, and it is dominated by hills. At the foot of this crop land, it is not far from jianjiawan. In fact, there is still a long distance, at least half an hour.
They crossed the river in the dark and waded along the road, but soon after walking, they found something strange.
When they came out of the mountain, they saw a corn field, which was still there after so long.
Jianjiawan looks not far away, but no matter how they go, they just can't go. It seems that at some time, they will be sent back to their original place by the mysterious force, and go round and round.
When Xiao Min found something wrong, he asked Lin Xi for instructions and said, "boss, we seem to be lost again..."
Lin Xi shook her head, and the vision in her eyes revolved to disperse all the darkness around her. She was fine and said in a deep voice, "it's lost in the mountains, not now..."
Before Lin Xi's words were finished, Chen Muning behind him suddenly said with a trembling voice: "I know. It's a ghost beating the wall. It must be a ghost beating the wall. The demon found that I'm not dead and wanted to trap us with a ghost beating the wall..."
Xiao Min has never encountered such a thing. In addition to the things he has experienced today, and the dark wind is high and cold at this time of the night. After hearing Chen Muning's words, he can't help getting angry. He remembered that his sister gave him a story of ghost beating the wall when he was a child.
In the 1950s and 1960s, in a village called Xiaomiao village in Inner Mongolia, there lived a middle-aged man surnamed yuan!
Lao yuan liked to drink. In those days, there was a lack of materials, and wine could not be drunk at any time.
Even if there is wine, we also find a good friend to steal it together.
Lao yuan has a good wine friend, pockmarked Zhang.
Pockmarked Zhang looked insignificant, but he had a good job. His grandparents beat devils, and he could * * at that time.
Zhang Mazi took over his grandfather's shift and worked in the grain station. At that time, the grain station was poor in fat. Because of the lack of materials, rice flour, grain and oil were distributed and supplied.
To put it mildly, there were hungry people and people who starved to death in those days, but those who worked in grain stations were 100% hungry, and there was wine and meat.
Lao yuan has a good drinker and often drinks wine, but he doesn't dare to drink it openly because he should pay attention to the influence. Otherwise, if people with ulterior motives know it, they must wear a high hat to criticize him.
Therefore, whenever Zhang Mazi got a small wine, he would inform Lao yuan Yeli to go to the grain station.
The grain station is not in the village. The forest farm village is two or three miles on the left, the Damiao village is two or three miles on the right, and the Xiaomiao village of Lao yuan's family is two or three miles to the south of the grain station, so they can eat and drink secretly, which is very reassuring.
That night, pockmarked Zhang made some more wine. Just a few days ago, the rabbit sent by old yuan had not been eaten, so pockmarked Zhang sent the children licking the face bag in the grain station in the village to send a letter to old yuan and let him come at night.
In order to let the child take the letter, Zhang Mazi gave him a large bowl of white flour.
Maybe someone asked, what is a face licking bag?
At that time, the bags for flour were made of white cotton cloth. It was impossible to empty the cotton bags for flour, and the grain station was responsible for distributing grain, so there were a large number of flour bags!
Some people have insufficient rations and adults can't wipe face, so they send their children to the grain station to shake off the flour bag and get some flour. This is called licking the flour bag.
After receiving the letter from his child, Lao yuan thought that he would have another drink. He didn't mention how beautiful it was. As soon as it was dark, he rode his horse straight to the grain Station - bicycles were extremely rare in Inner Mongolia in the 1950s and 1960s. The main means of transportation was horses or carriages.
When Lao yuan arrived, pockmarked Zhang fried the dried rabbit meat. In the dead of night, they ate while drinking and talked about the mountain.
Soon after three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes and deep night, both of them drank a little too much. Zhang Mazi fell asleep, regardless of Lao yuan.
Lao yuan was in a hurry to go home, so he went out of the door, got on the horse, and fainted out of the grain station.
As soon as he got out of the grain station, he felt wrong. Why is it so dark? I don't know whether it's the 30th or the first day of the new year. There is no moon or stars. It's really dark as ink and can't see five fingers.
It is said that people's eyes can basically adapt to some when they are closed for a while in the dark and then opened. Even if it is dark, they can see some things. Lao yuan doesn't know whether it is drinking or for some other reason. In addition to seeing the horse riding under him, he can't see anything else. His eyes are black.
He didn't think much and drove the horse to go in the direction of his home in his memory, but these two or three miles are supposed to arrive soon, but he still couldn't see Xiaomiao village after walking for a long time.
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Chen Muning exclaimed loudly, "brother Lin, be careful
The next moment.
Chen Muning was shocked to find that the thick and long body of the singing snake was stiff in mid air, as if it had been fixed by something.
Lin Xi stood in the starlight, motionless, as if at this moment, time had become static.
"Boss, are you okay..."
Xiao Min knew that Lin Xi had few skills left. He was strong outside but weak in the middle. For fear of any accident, he rushed up and wanted to kick away the snake. Unexpectedly, Lin Xi said in a voice: "it's dead..."
Lin Ningxi was killed by the snake, but Muxi was pinched by Lin Qingming on the spot.
The straight appearance was actually suddenly crushed to death by Lin Xi and couldn't move.
Fortunately, a false alarm!
No, the roaring snake has another head. The tongue is dead. The tail of the snake should come back to life and continue to attack.
Xiao Min didn't know that Lin Xi seized the moment of seven inches and injected a force into it. He smashed the internal organs of the roaring snake and cut off all vitality. It seems that he just crushed seven inches. In fact, he was killed together with the tail of the snake.
Although his skill dissipated and he didn't save one in ten, it was more than enough to kill a roaring snake.
"It's all right, it's all right, it's really frightening me..."
Chen Muning trotted over and kicked away the roaring snake in Lin Xi's hand, patting his chest to comfort himself.
But Lin Xi thought deeply. Why are these chirping snakes always staring at him?
Now that an ambush has been launched, it's not like animals at all.
And how does it know that they will come back from the mountain and take this only way?
You know, after Lin Xi got lost, they didn't know that they would pass through this place.
Did the rattling snake follow them all the time?
It's still wrong. If you are followed, it's impossible for Lin Xi and Xiao Min's six senses not to be aware of it, but·······
Instead, it seems to be inspired!
Then Lin Xi remembered that when he first saw the old mang tou yesterday, the old mang tou said those words. Did the ghost of Jian Tianhua really stare at him?
It shouldn't be. The ferocious spirit on him is the biggest enemy of ghosts. Even if Jian Tianhua's ghost has Taoism, it can find Xiao Min at most and dare not find him.
I didn't expect that little jianjiawan should be so strange.
Lin Xi couldn't think of the result, so he had to go on and return to jianjiawan as soon as possible.
There is a way to see the dead horse running in the mountain. The terrain in the mountain forest is changeable, and it is dominated by hills. At the foot of this crop land, it is not far from jianjiawan. In fact, there is still a long distance, at least half an hour.
They crossed the river in the dark and waded along the road, but soon after walking, they found something strange.
When they came out of the mountain, they saw a corn field, which was still there after so long.
Jianjiawan looks not far away, but no matter how they go, they just can't go. It seems that at some time, they will be sent back to their original place by the mysterious force, and go round and round.
When Xiao Min found something wrong, he asked Lin Xi for instructions and said, "boss, we seem to be lost again..."
Lin Xi shook her head, and the vision in her eyes revolved to disperse all the darkness around her. She was fine and said in a deep voice, "it's lost in the mountains, not now..."
Before Lin Xi's words were finished, Chen Muning behind him suddenly said with a trembling voice: "I know. It's a ghost beating the wall. It must be a ghost beating the wall. The demon found that I'm not dead and wanted to trap us with a ghost beating the wall..."
Xiao Min has never encountered such a thing. In addition to the things he has experienced today, and the dark wind is high and cold at this time of the night. After hearing Chen Muning's words, he can't help getting angry. He remembered that his sister gave him a story of ghost beating the wall when he was a child.
In the 1950s and 1960s, in a village called Xiaomiao village in Inner Mongolia, there lived a middle-aged man surnamed yuan!
Lao yuan liked to drink. In those days, there was a lack of materials, and wine could not be drunk at any time.
Even if there is wine, we also find a good friend to steal it together.
Lao yuan has a good wine friend, pockmarked Zhang.
Pockmarked Zhang looked insignificant, but he had a good job. His grandparents beat devils, and he could * * at that time.
Zhang Mazi took over his grandfather's shift and worked in the grain station. At that time, the grain station was poor in fat. Because of the lack of materials, rice flour, grain and oil were distributed and supplied.
To put it mildly, there were hungry people and people who starved to death in those days, but those who worked in grain stations were 100% hungry, and there was wine and meat.
Lao yuan has a good drinker and often drinks wine, but he doesn't dare to drink it openly because he should pay attention to the influence. Otherwise, if people with ulterior motives know it, they must wear a high hat to criticize him.
Therefore, whenever Zhang Mazi got a small wine, he would inform Lao yuan Yeli to go to the grain station.
The grain station is not in the village. The forest farm village is two or three miles on the left, the Damiao village is two or three miles on the right, and the Xiaomiao village of Lao yuan's family is two or three miles to the south of the grain station, so they can eat and drink secretly, which is very reassuring.
That night, pockmarked Zhang made some more wine. Just a few days ago, the rabbit sent by old yuan had not been eaten, so pockmarked Zhang sent the children licking the face bag in the grain station in the village to send a letter to old yuan and let him come at night.
In order to let the child take the letter, Zhang Mazi gave him a large bowl of white flour.
Maybe someone asked, what is a face licking bag?
At that time, the bags for flour were made of white cotton cloth. It was impossible to empty the cotton bags for flour, and the grain station was responsible for distributing grain, so there were a large number of flour bags!
Some people have insufficient rations and adults can't wipe face, so they send their children to the grain station to shake off the flour bag and get some flour. This is called licking the flour bag.
After receiving the letter from his child, Lao yuan thought that he would have another drink. He didn't mention how beautiful it was. As soon as it was dark, he rode his horse straight to the grain Station - bicycles were extremely rare in Inner Mongolia in the 1950s and 1960s. The main means of transportation was horses or carriages.
When Lao yuan arrived, pockmarked Zhang fried the dried rabbit meat. In the dead of night, they ate while drinking and talked about the mountain.
Soon after three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes and deep night, both of them drank a little too much. Zhang Mazi fell asleep, regardless of Lao yuan.
Lao yuan was in a hurry to go home, so he went out of the door, got on the horse, and fainted out of the grain station.
As soon as he got out of the grain station, he felt wrong. Why is it so dark? I don't know whether it's the 30th or the first day of the new year. There is no moon or stars. It's really dark as ink and can't see five fingers.
It is said that people's eyes can basically adapt to some when they are closed for a while in the dark and then opened. Even if it is dark, they can see some things. Lao yuan doesn't know whether it is drinking or for some other reason. In addition to seeing the horse riding under him, he can't see anything else. His eyes are black.
He didn't think much and drove the horse to go in the direction of his home in his memory, but these two or three miles are supposed to arrive soon, but he still couldn't see Xiaomiao village after walking for a long time.
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Chen Muning exclaimed loudly, "brother Lin, be carefulThe next moment.Chen Muning was shocked to find that the thick and long body of the singing snake was stiff in mid air, as if it had been fixed by something.Lin Xi stood in the starlight, motionless, as if at this moment, time had become static."Boss, are you okay..."Xiao Min knew that Lin Xi had few skills left. He was strong outside but weak in the middle. For fear of any accident, he rushed up and wanted to kick away the snake. Unexpectedly, Lin Xi said in a voice: "it's dead..."Lin Ningxi was killed by the snake, but Muxi was pinched by Lin Qingming on the spot.The straight appearance was actually suddenly crushed to death by Lin Xi and couldn't move.Fortunately, a false alarm!No, the roaring snake has another head. The tongue is dead. The tail of the snake should come back to life and continue to attack.Xiao Min didn't know that Lin Xi seized the moment of seven inches and injected a force into it. He smashed the internal organs of the roaring snake and cut off all vitality. It seems that he just crushed seven inches. In fact, he was killed together with the tail of the snake.Although his skill dissipated and he didn't save one in ten, it was more than enough to kill a roaring snake."It's all right, it's all right, it's really frightening me..."Chen Muning trotted over and kicked away the roaring snake in Lin Xi's hand, patting his chest to comfort himself.But Lin Xi thought deeply. Why are these chirping snakes always staring at him?Now that an ambush has been launched, it's not like animals at all.And how does it know that they will come back from the mountain and take this only way?You know, after Lin Xi got lost, they didn't know that they would pass through this place.Did the rattling snake follow them all the time?It's still wrong. If you are followed, it's impossible for Lin Xi and Xiao Min's six senses not to be aware of it, butInstead, it seems to be inspired!Then Lin Xi remembered that when he first saw the old mang tou yesterday, the old mang tou said those words. Did the ghost of Jian Tianhua really stare at him?It shouldn't be. The ferocious spirit on him is the biggest enemy of ghosts. Even if Jian Tianhua's ghost has Taoism, it can find Xiao Min at most and dare not find him.I didn't expect that little jianjiawan should be so strange.Lin Xi couldn't think of the result, so he had to go on and return to jianjiawan as soon as possible.There is a way to see the dead horse running in the mountain. The terrain in the mountain forest is changeable, and it is dominated by hills. At the foot of this crop land, it is not far from jianjiawan. In fact, there is still a long distance, at least half an hour.They crossed the river in the dark and waded along the road, but soon after walking, they found something strange.When they came out of the mountain, they saw a corn field, which was still there after so long.Jianjiawan looks not far away, but no matter how they go, they just can't go. It seems that at some time, they will be sent back to their original place by the mysterious force, and go round and round.When Xiao Min found something wrong, he asked Lin Xi for instructions and said, "boss, we seem to be lost again..."Lin Xi shook her head, and the vision in her eyes revolved to disperse all the darkness around her. She was fine and said in a deep voice, "it's lost in the mountains, not now..."Before Lin Xi's words were finished, Chen Muning behind him suddenly said with a trembling voice: "I know. It's a ghost beating the wall. It must be a ghost beating the wall. The demon found that I'm not dead and wanted to trap us with a ghost beating the wall..."Xiao Min has never encountered such a thing. In addition to the things he has experienced today, and the dark wind is high and cold at this time of the night. After hearing Chen Muning's words, he can't help getting angry. He remembered that his sister gave him a story of ghost beating the wall when he was a child.In the 1950s and 1960s, in a village called Xiaomiao village in Inner Mongolia, there lived a middle-aged man surnamed yuan!Lao yuan liked to drink. In those days, there was a lack of materials, and wine could not be drunk at any time.Even if there is wine, we also find a good friend to steal it together.Lao yuan has a good wine friend, pockmarked Zhang.Pockmarked Zhang looked insignificant, but he had a good job. His grandparents beat devils, and he could * * at that time.Zhang Mazi took over his grandfather's shift and worked in the grain station. At that time, the grain station was poor in fat. Because of the lack of materials, rice flour, grain and oil were distributed and supplied.To put it mildly, there were hungry people and people who starved to death in those days, but those who worked in grain stations were 100% hungry, and there was wine and meat.Lao yuan has a good drinker and often drinks wine, but he doesn't dare to drink it openly because he should pay attention to the influence. Otherwise, if people with ulterior motives know it, they must wear a high hat to criticize him.Therefore, whenever Zhang Mazi got a small wine, he would inform Lao yuan Yeli to go to the grain station.The grain station is not in the village. The forest farm village is two or three miles on the left, the Damiao village is two or three miles on the right, and the Xiaomiao village of Lao yuan's family is two or three miles to the south of the grain station, so they can eat and drink secretly, which is very reassuring.That night, pockmarked Zhang made some more wine. Just a few days ago, the rabbit sent by old yuan had not been eaten, so pockmarked Zhang sent the children licking the face bag in the grain station in the village to send a letter to old yuan and let him come at night.In order to let the child take the letter, Zhang Mazi gave him a large bowl of white flour.Maybe someone asked, what is a face licking bag?At that time, the bags for flour were made of white cotton cloth. It was impossible to empty the cotton bags for flour, and the grain station was responsible for distributing grain, so there were a large number of flour bags!Some people have insufficient rations and adults can't wipe face, so they send their children to the grain station to shake off the flour bag and get some flour. This is called licking the flour bag.After receiving the letter from his child, Lao yuan thought that he would have another drink. He didn't mention how beautiful it was. As soon as it was dark, he rode his horse straight to the grain Station - bicycles were extremely rare in Inner Mongolia in the 1950s and 1960s. The main means of transportation was horses or carriages.When Lao yuan arrived, pockmarked Zhang fried the dried rabbit meat. In the dead of night, they ate while drinking and talked about the mountain.Soon after three rounds of wine, five flavors of dishes and deep night, both of them drank a little too much. Zhang Mazi fell asleep, regardless of Lao yuan.Lao yuan was in a hurry to go home, so he went out of the door, got on the horse, and fainted out of the grain station.As soon as he got out of the grain station, he felt wrong. Why is it so dark? I don't know whether it's the 30th or the first day of the new year. There is no moon or stars. It's really dark as ink and can't see five fingers.It is said that people's eyes can basically adapt to some when they are closed for a while in the dark and then opened. Even if it is dark, they can see some things. Lao yuan doesn't know whether it is drinking or for some other reason. In addition to seeing the horse riding under him, he can't see anything else. His eyes are black.He didn't think much and drove the horse to go in the direction of his home in his memory, but these two or three miles are supposed to arrive soon, but he still couldn't see Xiaomiao village after walking for a long time.You can read the novel online free at novelhall. com
