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The water-avoiding golden-eyed beast was very wronged.
The habits of human monks are completely different from their monster race.
The reason why the Bull Demon King never takes a bath all his life is to keep the mixed energy in his body from leaking out, which is incomprehensible to human monks.
?Water-avoiding golden-eyed beast: Shangxian, I am chasing Mumu, please help me find a solution
Luo Yuan: Well, since you like that jade fox spirit so much, as a brother, how can I not help you?
Luo Yuan: Well, you can send me her WeChat account, I will add her as a friend, and then I will create a group where you can chat
Water-avoiding golden-eyed beast: it seems to be okay
? Water-avoiding golden-eyed beast: Shangxian wait a moment
Two seconds later, a wechat recommendation came over, it was a fox girl with a soft and cute face.
Luo Yun immediately added him as a friend.
The other party did not pass immediately.
Afterwards, he clicked on the treasure bag and looked at the three bull lice that the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast sent him.
¡¾Cow Lice¡¿
The bull lice raised on the body of the Bull Demon King is a kind of incarnation outside the body. It is bred with the five dirts and mixed with the magic energy. It contains strong dirt and poison, and has an incredible restraint effect on the world's poisonous insects and beasts
With the formula, the incarnation of the Bull Demon King can be summoned to assist in the battle
"Restrain poisonous insects and beasts?"
"Miaojiang's Wumen and Gumen should have raised a lot of poisonous insects and beasts, isn't it a coincidence?"
Luo Yun asked the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast again, and learned the formula to drive the lice away.
Meditate overnight.
The next day will come soon.
Everyone in the homestay woke up early and took the bus to the road.
There are still more than 200 kilometers from Langde Town to Miaogao Township. Luo Yun was bored, so he read the novel "Xian Mo Zhi".
In the afternoon, a group of people approached Miaogao Township, got off the car and transferred to the boat.
"Matcha, what's wrong with you?"
After boarding the boat, Luo Yun obviously felt that there was something wrong with Matcha's face, and his eyes swept back and forth in the blue river, as if he was afraid of something.
He thought the young lady was timid because of her closeness to the country, but the latter said: "This river is called the Lanni River. It is a tributary of the Nujiang River. In the river there are"
"What's the matter, little girl, I'm afraid of becoming like this."
"Could it be that there are water monkeys in the river?"
Xu Geng laughed beside him.
Fatty Yan and other wealthy businessmen who came to visit the mountains and rivers were also happy.
Who knows, Matcha nodded lightly, "Xu Dong, how do you know there are water monkeys in the river?"
"Okay, little girl, water monkeys are all stories of the older generation lying to children. The purpose is to keep children from going to the river to play. There are no water monkeys in the world"
Xu Geng waved his hand, not taking it seriously at all.
Matcha suddenly became excited, "There is really a water monkey in the Lanni River! We in Miao Gao Township call him Grandpa Water Ghost, I saw him when I was a child!"
"Hahaha!"
"You read it wrong, little girl."
"Can you call the big turtle the head of the water ghost?"
Fatty Yan and the others looked at each other and laughed.
At this time, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly came from a distance, Lin Xiyan looked up, "What is that?"
"That's the head of our Blue River Village, Bai Xiang."
Matcha called him by his first name, and his tone was not only disrespectful, but contained a trace of hatred, "The village chief and the others are offering sacrifices to Grandpa Shuigui."
Everyone looked.
I saw three wooden boats lying in the center of the Lanni River.
Dozens of people stood on the boat, gongs and drums blared, colored balls fluttered, mobilizing the crowd.
An old man of the Miao nationality standing at the head of the bridge, with a red cloth wrapped around his head, had an unusually loud voice:
"For Grandpa Shuigui¡ª"
"Sacrifice three sacrifices!"
"Give five animals!"
"Three stars shine brightly, good luck and longevity!"
Following the beating of gongs and drums, several men threw cooked meat sacrifices such as whole pigs, whole cows, and whole lambs into the river, causing a big splash.
"Cut, waste food."
Lin Xiyan snorted coldly.
Matcha spoke up, "This kind of sacrifice comes once a month. When I was young, there was no food in the village, and the village head even sacrificed the living."
"Living sacrifice? True or false!"
"Are you so reckless?"
"Awesome!"
Fatty Yan, Xu Geng and other big bosses were all very surprised.
Miaojiang is an autonomous prefecture. I don't know how chaotic it was before. It is not unheard of to use living people to sacrifice to Hebo water god.
In the past two years, the country's legal system has been improved, and the situation is better.
Luo Yun noticed that when Matcha talked about living sacrifices, the circles of his eyes were slightly red.
No one knows that the boy and girl sacrificed by the village head Bai Xiang more than ten years ago are her good friends She escaped from Miaogao Township like a madman, just to get rid of the shadow of her childhood.
Soon, the boat docked.
Luo Yun quickly sensed that there was a lot of tyrannical aura gathered in this small village.
All of them are hidden like ordinary tourists, but they cannot escape Luo Yun's eyes. Also, in the depths of the Lanni River, there are indeed several cold and powerful demonic auras
"Ning! Happy! Yao!"
"You boy, dare to come here!"
Following the dirt road, as soon as he entered the village, a middle-aged man wearing glasses ran up to him aggressively and spread his hands, "Seven thousand and two hundred yuan!"
"Stay out of the way."
Luo Yun glanced at the product.
It was Xia Yong, the teacher of the Provincial Writers Association who fainted when he said he wanted to treat guests at the restaurant yesterday, but ordered a million dishes.
"Hey, you dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, is it?"
Xia Yong poked Luo Yun's chest with his hand, "Do you think that if you delete my friend, you don't have to pay for the meal? Let me tell you, the little building can help you pay for your share, so hurry up and pay for it! Don't worry about it!" Chirping!"
not far away.
Several writers who were taking pictures all cast displeased looks at Luo Yun.
"Why is this Ning Xiaoyao so stingy"
"That's right, his book is so popular, he earns hundreds of thousands a month, and he doesn't even pay seven thousand yuan for meals, what a sting!"
"On the table yesterday, he was the one who ate the most."
"It's a shame that Xiaolou paid two for himself."
Several female writers helped Xiaolou fight against injustice in their hearts.
Xiaolou shook his head and smiled, "Forget it, it's only seven thousand yuan."
"Xiaolou is really rich."
The voice just fell.
A cry of pain came from afar!
It's Xia Yong!
He was punched in the face by Xu Geng, and he backed up while spraying nosebleeds. When he fell to the ground, his glasses were shattered.
"What the fuck are you, a gorilla."
"Dare to touch Mr. Luo?"
Xu Geng was also a gangster in his early years, he was ruthless in his attacks, and he was even more able to read words and deeds.
"Get out!"
"Otherwise I will hit you every time I see you!"
Fatty Yan also scolded angrily.
"What are you doing!"
"Why hit someone?"
Several male writers, together with the editor-in-chief of Datang Company, General, Puff, and others, rushed over and helped Xia Yong up from the ground.
"Call the police, call the police!"
"I'm going to put them in jail! Lose money!"
Xia Yong yelled angrily.
Unexpectedly¡ª¡ª
Xu Geng took out a few packs of Grandpa Mao from his assistant's bag, worth fifty or sixty thousand, and smashed them hard on Xia Yong's face.
Then he kicked him in the stomach again, sending him flying and falling into the mud.
"Is the money enough?"
"Not enough for me to buy two more punches, stupid stuff!"
Xu Geng threw a few packs of Grandpa Mao from his bag, smashed them on Xia Yong, and finally took out a cigar to smoke. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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