The strongest heavenly master

Chapter 117 Aren't You A Little Liaozhai?

Chapter 117 Aren't You A Little Liaozhai?
After deliberation, a group of four finally stepped into the vast rainforest, preparing to cross the jungle to reach the insect valley.

Here, it should be called a virgin forest.

There was no sign of people at all.

Looking around, almost all of them were towering trees surrounded by several people, which looked extremely majestic.

Outside, it looked very dense, but when they entered the jungle, the four of them discovered that the trees were not blocking out the sun, and the trees were very sparse.

This should be the result of the winners and losers.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of putrid mud.

These rotting mud are the product of countless rotting leaves and dead branches mixed in the soil year after year.

It was extremely soft to step on, and exuded a slightly pungent odor.

In the putrid mud, there are also some roots of different lengths and thicknesses that protrude from the ground, spreading like irregular spider webs.

In addition to trees, there are also scattered scattered rocks, shrubs, vines, ponds, and wild flowers of various colors...

The sun slantingly shines through the branches and leaves, which makes the place look extraordinarily quiet and psychedelic.

After walking for a while, the fat man was sweating profusely, gasped and said, "Something's wrong, why do you feel so tired?"

Gao Xing's heart moved, and he couldn't help feeling out three pills the size of little fingers: "It should be because there are too many rotten things here, causing some poisonous gas to be produced in the air. Put the pill in your mouth, don't take it, it should be a little better."

"Oh?"

The fat man took the pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

Immediately, a cool breath flowed down the throat, which lifted people's spirits.

"God!"

The fat man was pleasantly surprised. He felt that his waist was no longer sore, his legs were no longer hurting, and he could walk with strength.

At this time, Xueli Yang couldn't help but said: "I guess there is a slight miasma here, but it's very faint, almost invisible to the naked eye, we must be careful, if you inhale too much miasma, it may cause people to coma , even... death!"

The fat man was startled, and hurriedly glanced at Shirley Yang and said, "Miss Yang, don't be so scary."

"She didn't scare you..."

Hu Bayi explained solemnly.

"Gao Xing also said just now that there are too many rotten things here. The miasma is a kind of poisonous gas produced by some plants and animals in the primeval forest after they rot, which is extremely harmful to the human body.

Moreover, Chen Yulou also told me that when they went to dedicate the king's tomb that time, they encountered miasma in the periphery.

As a result, he was blinded, and none of the others... survived. "

The fat man looked frightened: "Day, so scary? Then how can we avoid those miasmas?"

"Don't be afraid, this time, I made a special trip to purchase several state-of-the-art gas masks."

Shirley Yang seemed quite confident.

"Hahaha, isn't this the solution?" Fatty couldn't help but smiled happily: "So, technology is a good thing. Ancient people never imagined that today's technology can break through the countless traps they carefully designed."

"Fatty, you are too happy!"

Gao Xing said calmly.

"Ah? What's the matter?" The fat man was taken aback, and glanced at Gao Xing: "You mean, even a gas mask can't prevent miasma?"

Gao Xing shook his head: "It depends on what kind of miasma it is, of course ordinary miasmas are fine, but for some special miasmas, you don't need to inhale them at all.

For example, the whole body collapses and dies.

Or, hallucinogenic, out of control, it is also possible to jump off the cliff and die by yourself. "

It's not that Gao Xing scares the fat man, miasma is not just poisonous gas, it's quite weird.

Ordinary miasma can be simply understood as a poisonous gas.

But miasma also has something special.

For example, in the miasma, there are likely to be some special wandering spirits, even spirits and the like.

Once ordinary people are infected, there is almost no possibility of surviving.

……

Along the way, surprisingly quiet.

I didn't encounter any ghosts and ghosts, and even small animals were rarely seen.

It's so peaceful, but it makes people feel a little uneasy.

After walking for about two hours, Hu Bayi suggested: "Why don't you take a rest first, and eat something to replenish your strength."

"Row!"

The fat man couldn't bear it for a long time, so he naturally had no objection.

Putting down the bag, the fat man said again: "You guys talk first, I'll go for a walk around..."

In fact, he wanted to drain the water.

With Shirley Yang here, the fat man had to restrain himself a bit and not be too rude.

"Don't go too far!"

Hu Bayi exhorted worriedly.

"Know!"

The fat man responded while walking up the slope.

Going up the slope, the fat man hid behind a big rock for convenience.

After solving it, I suddenly smelled an indescribable fragrance of flowers...

This floral fragrance seemed to contain an irresistible magical power, which made the fat man curious for a while, and followed the fragrance away.

After walking not far, his eyes could not help but brighten: a beautiful woman in national costume was digging medicine in the grass with a small medicine hoe.

How could he meet such a beautiful single woman in this barren mountain?

Is it a bit of a chat?

After thinking about it, Fatty still walked over involuntarily...

"what?"

Hearing the movement, the woman turned her head sideways, exclaimed softly, and stood up.

"Ha, sister, don't be afraid... are you collecting medicine here?"

"Well, you... are you from outside the mountains?"

"Yeah, I thought this was no man's land..."

The woman covered her lips and smiled coquettishly: "Hehe, that's not true, we live in a nearby village."

"Sister, what's your name?"

"My name is Ah Hua..."

"Do you have a Lang?"

The woman shyly shook her head: "No, you...would you like to be my Alang?"

Fatty seemed to lose his soul, and nodded desperately: "I am willing, I am willing!"

At this time, the fat man has completely lost his mind and completely forgot where he is...

 I wish everyone, like Fatty, have a good dream... We will fight again tomorrow! ! !
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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