Chapter 122 The confrontation that started secretly
"It should be a snake or a python!"
Uncle Wu still gave such an answer, and I can almost imagine the general image.
A big guy as thick as a person, no matter what it is, just looking at it with this body structure is scary enough, and combined with its own breed problems, this opponent really cannot be thought about in detail.
"Uncle Wu, how could you know before we entered the hospital that a shadow snake would follow and prepare realgar water?" Help us take a bath! I didn't dare to say this, I was just curious about Uncle Wu's future prophet.
Regarding this, Uncle Wu did not hide anything, "I smelled the smell of snakes. The old man's nose is no worse than Hongyi's. There was a gust of wind just now, and there was this smell in the wind. Originally, this water was not prepared for you.
It’s a coincidence that you enjoyed it.”
What snakes and pythons are most afraid of is realgar. Adding wine will have a better effect. You must know that Fa Hai could use a bowl of realgar wine to force Bai Suzhen to reveal her true form, scaring the timid Xu Xian to death. Naturally, she would not be able to deal with this shadow snake.
Next words.
Tonight, we are facing such a behemoth.
Uncle Wu began to teach us two some common sense about snakes. Of course, it was not about biology, but about their cultivation.
"You saw the black shadow on the wall last night. I guess it's not a snake, right?"
Uncle Wu asked the two of us. Lang Hongyi and I thought about it carefully and rejected it in unison, "It's definitely not a snake. It should look like a human."
"A humanoid figure appears, and there are snake scales at the foot of the wall. Sanman, you said before that you saw a straight line full of small holes on the outside of the Sun family wall... This snake is at least less than three meters tall.
It’s been a hundred years, halfling snake!”
I really don’t know how to calculate this weird age, because I have heard a lot of stories growing up, but I have never seen it with my own eyes. A human snake? Just like the form of Nuwa in mythology?
Is this a monster or a god? I feel very unsure.
"It is very difficult for snakes and pythons to cultivate into human form. They grow horns on their heads after a hundred years. They can grow human heads in 150 years in the middle of the head. They still have snake bodies from the neck down. After two hundred years, they become half-human snakes, with the waist below.
Still a snake’s tail.”
Uncle Wu picked up the snake scale in Lang Hongyi's hand and inspected it repeatedly. He sighed and said, "The reason why it is said that it is less than three hundred years is that after three hundred years, you will be human and you will not be able to see the shape of a snake at all.
This big snake will also leave scales on the wall, which proves that it cannot completely get rid of the snake's tail state. Those marks on the wall are the scales left by the force of the snake's tail fixed on the wall."
"Uncle Wu, can we not care how old he is? I am just thinking about how to deal with it tonight. Now that I know what the thing that misses Maomao is and where it is hidden, why should I still call that lady Mrs.
Grandma is occupying Maomao's body? Until we think of a solution?"
I was quite anxious, scared and worried.
I'm afraid it's because I'm naturally resistant to soft-bodied crawling animals. To put it bluntly, if I were a three-hundred-year-old fox or weasel today, I wouldn't be so afraid. Those are mammals after all.
The blood is hot!
But if it's a snake, I really haven't faced it yet, and I feel a little timid.
After hearing what I said, Uncle Wu kept shaking his head, looking very helpless.
"What you think is beautiful, how can I give you such a long time? Yesterday, Maomao's orifice was occupied, and the big snake did not attack because something unexpected happened, but now he knows about it and hasn't left yet, which proves that he is ready
I am still waiting for you to think of a way to attack, but by the time you think of a way, the day lily will be cold!"
I knew it wasn't that simple, so I asked with my shoulders crossed and resigned, "Uncle Wu, please tell me what should be done. I can't go against a big snake and python that's so much bigger than me. Even if someone else
The kitchen knife probably won’t work either!”
"You kid, I know you are afraid of snakes, but you don't want to ruin our reputation as a make-up artist. You still want to use a kitchen knife. Have you been infected by Zhang Weique's evil-mindedness! Why don't you use a kitchen knife? Keep it safe.
It relieves the itch!”
Uncle Wu's words were filled with hatred for steel, and I really couldn't think of any other way. There are magic weapons in this world, and they are all powerful weapons for fighting ghosts, but I always feel that facing such a huge snake demon, this
Things are of no use.
"Use your wits. It's all in the ancient books. Why do you, a kid, forget it in a hurry? What are the natural enemies of snakes?"
When Uncle Wu asked, my mind immediately thought of animals such as eagles, hedgehogs, and meerkats, but those were limited to small snakes and normal snakes. This snake has grown like this, how can it be afraid of these little guys?
?
I was still thinking endlessly, but Lang Hongyi gave an answer that was as knowledgeable as an expert, "Snakes are afraid of bad weather, as well as Chinese medicinal materials such as heavy building, sulfur, and wild cassia, as well as smoke, fire, and
Acidic and irritating taste, such as...smoked vinegar!"
Uncle Wu nodded frequently when he heard this, expressing his satisfaction.
I gained a lot of knowledge along the way, and it turns out there are so many explanations!
"There is another thing that needs to be prepared, and that is the blood of roosters that are more than three years old. The five-color chicken is a species of phoenix. The phoenix clan leads the world's birds. Many types of carnivorous birds use snakes as food. This is also a choice.
The role of species suppression.”
I was excited and high-fived happily, "This is simple. Several families in our village have three-year-old roosters. I will go to them and buy this rooster!"
After saying that, I hurriedly stood up and prepared to go out. But before I walked out of the courtyard of Uncle Wu's house, a lot of villagers were already coming outside.
He was carrying a few chickens that had expired and rolled their eyes.
"Uncle Wu, something happened. Look at what has happened to my house. Every chicken in the chicken coop has been bitten to death. I even tore down the chicken coop!"
"Yes, Uncle Wu, not only that, a piece of the courtyard wall of my house was knocked down, and all the chickens, ducks and geese in the house died. This is going to kill our family!"
"The same goes for my family..."
"Yes, Uncle Wu's family is also..."
After a while, the yard of Uncle Wu's house was crowded with people. The adults were holding dead poultry with depressed faces, but many children who came with their parents started laughing and playing together. They were scolded by the adults before they swarmed.
They ran outside the courtyard to play.
I was also forced to return to the courtyard. Now I saw that the countermeasure I had just thought of had been stillborn. I am now a hundred times more depressed than the villagers whose livestock died!
It’s over!
God is trying to kill me!
As we watched, before we could make any move, the big python had already taken the initiative and even destroyed the warning signs, killing all the small livestock in the village!
Uncle Wu also had a solemn look on his face. He raised his hand and told everyone to stop getting excited. Don't keep talking about me and me, which made his brain hurt. He looked at the old man in the front and asked, "Wang
Uncle, all your chickens are dead too?"
The old man came out to speak as a representative, and handed a soft chicken to Uncle Wu, "No, there is not one left. I have raised these chickens for several years, and I don't even want to kill them during the Chinese New Year. What a shame now."
Okay, they’re all dead!”
"Don't worry, let me see what caused it." Uncle Wu didn't mind it being dirty, so he took the dead chicken in both hands and carefully touched the bones. He almost turned over every chicken feather and looked at it.