The fourth yellow immortal
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"Okay, okay, don't be there for sensation. My buddies are going to be exhausted. I planned to sleep in the town for a night. So let's go."
The rugged earth road is still exactly the same as I remember, winding like a swim-snake, extending towards the Xing'an Mountains covered with dense primeval forests.
After nightfall, the temperature difference in the ridge is extremely large. The day is still 20 degrees hotter. When the sun sets, you will have to wear a coat immediately. The mountain road is deep and quiet, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Under the night, the entire mountain range is swallowed by endless darkness. Except for the occasional strange cry of cuckoos and owls on the spruce and pine trees on both sides, the rest are each other's heartbeats.
The two of them walked farther and farther away, and had been walking for an hour in the blink of an eye, but the scene on both sides still remained unchanged. The pine and cypress towering into the clouds were lush, as if countless tentacles were stretched out and they kept haunting passers-by.
"Old Tie, could it be that you remembered the wrong way? Why do I think something is wrong? I have been walking for so long, and there is not a single figure?" Lu Haotian grew up in the city since he was a child, and he couldn't help but feel panicked when he entered the vast forests of Xing'an Mountains for the first time.
No wonder he paniced. The forests of Xing'an Mountains stretched for thousands of miles. Since ancient times, there have been few people coming to bitter and cold places. In the forests, people are as small as a grain of dust falling into the sea. Especially after watching the endless green ocean for a long time, people will feel that they are wandering in the mountains, and the scenes in each place are very different.
"Hey? Are you talking? Why are you stupid?" Wushuang just walked with her head down and ignored Lu Haotian's questions.
"Go away, something is following us behind." He whispered.
"Mom, I'm tired of living? I'm too brave. I don't even look at what I'm learning? It's okay, I'm just a thief, I'll let him go!" Lu Haotian studied sports when he was a child. He had a big tendon and had endless strength. He has always been a fighter who wants to kill him.
"Don't look back. There are many taboos in the mountains. When walking on the night, you often encounter unclean things. As long as you don't look back, he will have no choice." Wushuang's grandfather is a mountain traveler from Guandong. He often told him these taboos in the mountains since he was a child. Although he is not the successor of Mr. Dong's mansion, he grew up by the old man's mountain since he was a child and was exposed to these things.
"Oh my god, don't scare me. It's not a lonely ghost looking for a substitute in the middle of the night, right?" Don't look at Lu Haotian's big size and rushing upwards in the fight, but everyone has a certain fear of unknown things. This kid is not afraid of anything, but when he hears that there is something dirty, he is so scared that his spine is so cold that he bursts upwards.
Wushuang told him that the forests of Xing'an Mountains have been rare in the cold and bitter land since ancient times, and the land veins here are complicated and prosperous, so there are many spiritual beasts in the mountains. There are no lonely ghosts, but the ones that follow may be those little things with Taoism. These little things are curious, not to harm your life, but they are heavy yin energy and wildness, so don't collide with them in the middle of the night, otherwise they will easily cause evil diseases.
"Well, I think it's evil, it turns out that it's not a ghost?" Lu Haotian breathed a sigh of relief.
This kid is purely a "mountain cannon". The word mountain cannon has been distorted by southerners in recent years, but it is not meant to curse people. Heilongjiang people use this word to describe someone who is honest, reckless, and in fact. Lu Haotian is such a master.
He did not listen to Wushuang's dissuasion, and turned around suddenly and directly met the little guy behind him.
"Oh? This little playboy is so thief-headed? Lao Tie, what is this?" Lu Haotian asked.
"You mountain cannon, telling you not to look back or look back! Why are you... you just not listening?" It's too late to say anything now, and Wushuang also turned around and stared at the little guy.
I saw a little guy about three feet long squatting in the grass several meters away behind Lu Haotian. The little guy had short limbs, pointed mouth, monkey cheeks, thief eyebrows, and his eyes were peeping at the two of them with his disproportionate body. Seeing that the two of them were seeing through, it did not dodge and looked at the two uninvited guests.
Lu Haotian doesn't recognize this little thing. How could Wushuang not recognize it as a descendant of a mountain walker? It is the yellow-piezi, the head of the five immortals in the northeast. The old yellow-piezi, who has become a spirit in the mountains, is good at using charming techniques. This charming technique is not like the legendary "charming" of the fox fairy who changes into a beauty and charming man, but there is a special gland in its body. The glands secrete a gas containing psychedelic elements. After humans or animals inhaled into the body, their thinking and vision will have illusions.
The older you live, the more powerful the yellow-skin charming technique. Wushuang saw it clearly. A white line had already appeared on the back of a little guy who should have been oily and yellow. According to the records in "Thousand Mechanics and Thiefs", the yellow-skinned body only had white hair after practicing for a hundred years. The yellow-skinned person he met now is probably a person who has attained enlightenment.
"Go away!" He pulled Lu Haotian's big shot?
Chapter completed!