MTL - Bestial Blade-Chapter 40 coffin

The heavy rain continued.

"Chang'an, come here!" Alan yelled from a distance. "Come over and help!"

Chang'an shrank his neck, pretending not to hear.

A group of extremely boring men laughed.

Huayi laughed so much that she stopped communicating with Solem, and turned around.

The next morning, Huayi remembered what happened the night before, and he wished he could blow his own mouth violently—see what you did?

He felt like he was so foolish that he could do that kind of thing.

As a result, Huayi self-examined it in pain, thinking that he was simply "easy to change the country and his nature is difficult to change."

So for a blink of an eye, he decided to break the jar and fall, ready to go to the end. And even after he made this decision, he felt very happy, and his eyes secretly followed Changan for a few laps. The more he looked at the mood, the better, and he couldn't wait to hum the song in the end.

So Huayi felt more and more that he had made the right decision.

At this meeting, Alain tricked Changan awkwardly. Huayi felt that he had to speak up. He said solemnly: "Girl Alan, you are a big girl, take care of yourself, don't always think about the person who touches me."

Although the leader is highly trusted, he is often very unscrupulous in private and can scare the girl out of bugs, so this sentence blurted out, but no one believed him, and it was a joke.

Shanxi stretched his hand over Chang'an's neck, and quietly frowned at him: "You ca n’t do this with women. You ca n’t say that, but you ca n’t do it. There is only one secret. No matter what they say, you have to nod your head. Yes, it would be fine for the hippie to go to that station with a smile, and it would be all right for them to make two punches without hurting or itching. "

Alan was rubbing skins with a group of girls, listening to the meaning of Solem, they will face a severe cold winter, lest the skins they carry on their backs are not enough, so they must be prepared in advance, the skins on their hands are raw skins, and they come from the road The beast, who was trapped in the cave at this time, started to do it.

This series of processes must pass through water and pick meat, repeatedly remove dirt and upper nitrate surface, and have thick raw skin, which is an individual effort.

However, the women in the northern tribes, except the tribal leader and the elder lady of the elders' family, all have to make a living, not to mention that they have no strength, not to mention Alan, a strong little girl—when she hits people, she is very powerful. This will become weak, obviously coquettish.

Unfortunately, the coquettish subject did not cooperate at all, and did not understand the style, but kept hiding behind people.

Alan lamely said, "I have been washing for a long time and my hands have been washed. You can't help yet!"

Everyone thought she was joking, but Alan raised her hands angrily, and people saw that she was not very delicate, but her hands were really red and swollen, and there were tiny blood on it.

Solimu, who had been whispering to Huayi, stood up, and the others stopped joking.

A Ye busy holding the herbal box and held her hand.

Solimu was silent for a moment, and finally spoke: "From now on, no more direct contact with the underground water, first boil in a large pot, cook for a meal, then cover the iron helmet and iron The condensed water on the helmet is used next. "

Someone asked softly, "Well, what?"

Solimus thought for a moment and said, "One way to drink is to deal with it, just don't put it in iron, burn it in a bamboo tube, you can still drink it, everyone can save as much as possible."

Huayi glanced at everyone and nodded, his expression calmed down, as if it were a trivial matter at all.

Several men stood up spontaneously, took over the work of rubbing their skins, and Chang'an also stood up, filled the cauldron with water, and moved over to set it on the fire.

Alan looked at him squinting and said dully, "I just told you you can't come here for so long. Why is it better to work with them than with me?"

Chang'an swept her hairy bird-like expression, and finally decided to do as Shan Xi said, so he learned the appearance of Shan Xi, stiffly squeezing out a smile that seemed unskilled at all, and glanced down. "Yes, I'm afraid of you."

Alan really gave him a punch.

Chang An silently took the punch, and found that it did not hurt at all, and then Alan turned his head with a sigh of anger, no longer bothering him.

Changan lit the fire under the cauldron, and when he looked up, he found that Shanxi winked at him. Compared with his thumb, he looked a little proud. He suddenly felt that this slender and tall brother did not resemble the orcs of Shanxi. He is also a capable person.

Everyone saw the leader calmly, and thought about it, and found that they had reached this field, and there was really no big deal-it was not water, and it was cooked in a bamboo tube. It was still drinkable as usual, but it cost more. Just a little effort.

People have been active from the beginning of Honghuang to the present. They have tortured the devil, and tortured the gods. They have tortured countless strange birds and beasts. They are still luxuriant and endless. The more they can be inspired.

The power to walk out of the darkness alive, and the power to be with those around you.

In the night of the fourth day, Solem slept in the middle of the night, and suddenly the corpse opened his eyes and suddenly sat up from the ground.

The night watchman was Huayi. He sat at the cave with his eyes closed and snoring and was very alert. He opened his eyes as soon as there was any movement, and Soleil lowered his voice: "The rain stopped."

Huayi froze for a while, isn't it a good thing that this slimy, wicked rain has stopped?

Solimu had a dignified expression. He ran deep into the cave first. The cave was dark. He didn't know how many people stepped on it. Solimu picked up a few firewoods, nodding in panic, and glanced at the living water outside the cave entrance-the water had already spread to the ground.

Then, Solemui made a hole again, and ran to a place beyond a hundred feet in one breath. He looked up at the valley, and his face suddenly changed.

He showed an anxious look, and turned around like a donkey in the ground, then ran back, and suddenly opened his throat and yelled, "Get up! Get up! Get me all up! Don't sleep, leave now and leave the cave. ! "

Huayi grabbed his arm by one hand, only to find that Solemu was shaking, and he snatched the torch from Solemu's hands, throwing it on the fire, and illuminated the whole cave.

"Don't panic," Huayi whispered, then he glanced at Cazzo standing next to him sleepily, and commanded, "Let's all get up, and we're going to leave now-Solem, you come with me They said outside, what happened? "

Solaim took a deep breath, and the rather legendary old dead-handed dead man calmed down in an instant and followed Huayi out of the cave.

This is a valley here, and the figures of those mountains seem to be extremely depressed in the night, almost a bit weird.

"Did you see the terrain here?" Solaimu took a moment, rubbed his hands, and sank, "The mountains are connected to each other, and this narrow line is pressed. The top of the mountain is bald, but no blue color is seen. This is unlucky, like an unsealed coffin. "

Huayi frowned.

Solemy was in no mood to argue with him, and said quickly: "The old man told me before that there are two taboos in such a place, one is ground motion, and the other is Tianshui-that is, heavy rain. Water can't stay long. Furthermore, I am afraid that the ground fire has not subsided. If we catch up with the earthquake again and again, we step on these two taboos, and this unsealed coffin cover will probably hit us. "

Huayi has never believed in these strange and chaotic things, but Solimu said something bluntly. He followed the letter and looked up suspiciously at the depressed mountains. He even felt a sense of coldness on his back. .

It's always right to be cautious, and Huayi decided to take people out of the valley overnight.

The solem that led the way was like crazy, took the way quickly, if not halfway Huayi reluctantly ordered to call some orcs into beasts, carrying those breathless old men, I am afraid the team will be asked Laimu brought the fault.

Chang'an still walked after the last break, walking, he felt something was wrong, looked up, and found that the trees in the forest had all fallen out of their leaves-as if they were brushed into a bald head, one layer One layer stood bare, and the bark seemed to have been corroded by something, mottled, looming a lifeless death.

"It was brushed by the rain, and there was underground resentment in the rain, and the living thing couldn't touch it." Huayi followed his gaze and let out his voice and asked, "Are you tired? If you are not well , I can walk on your back. "

Chang'an shook his head. After the rain poured down, he felt that his chest tightness had improved a lot. It seemed that the air outside was full again.

But the more Huayi looked at his serious face, the more he tried to talk to him and say a few more words, he took Chang'an's shoulders and stunned him, sighing: "I haven't seen you like this, but I don't know when this day will be the head. Now I think of it, it was a blessing to pull you into the tribe. I didn't expect to find you a drag."

In fact, there is something to eat and drink, and Chang'an doesn't think it's a lot of displacement. He glanced at Huayi and said briefly, "It's fine, it's fine."

At this moment they were about to get out of the valley, and Huayi faintly raised his heart, so he felt even more dispirited. He asked, "Who is good? Am I OK?"

Chang'an nodded for a moment.

Huayi was smelly for a while, but then felt that the response was not right, and then asked: "Who else is good? Is Solem good? Aye is good? Shanxi Luquan is good? A ... Alan is not good it is good?"

Chang'an happily said, "All right."

Huayi: "..."

He was silent for a while, and said dumbly, "Is Alan the same as me?"

Chang'an just finds Alan annoying, but she doesn't really hate her.

When he was in the tribe, Alan always gave him things. Today is a piece of clothes he sewed, and tomorrow is a carefully cooked deer leg. Changan had nothing to report, so he had to pick and choose from the pile of things that Huayi gave him, and find some that were useful to him to send to Alan Adi, but he always felt that these things were not as good as others' personal efforts. , Has been even a little sad.

When I heard Huayi asking this, Changan glanced around first, and found that Alan and her father were not nearby. Then she smiled, and unconsciously lowered her voice and said, "Likewise, Alan is a good girl."

In addition to being too vocal, my voice is a bit louder ...

Huayi took a sigh of relief, and quietly grinded his teeth, feeling that his feelings would be smooth.

He swept around Alan's back coldly, glaring, and spurned himself--what was this for? Grab someone with a little girl?

He said, "I'll ..."

But he only said two words in this sentence, and the ground suddenly shook violently. Huayi hesitated for a moment, hearing only a loud noise coming from behind him, which sounded like the sound of a rock bursting.

With a change of face, Huayi pushed Chang'an forward sharply, and at the same time he shouted to the people in front: "Don't hold back, run!"

Chang'an hurriedly turned around and saw that the valley where they were before had collapsed, and the ground was shaking-this time it was really shaking.

The huge rocks fell in line and fell on the tree eroded by rain. The big tree embraced by several people broke off in the middle and was crushed into two shocking sections. Numerous muds then rolled down from the mountain and rushed. Roaring and muddy, like a big dark monster.