Jun 26, 2024
The rabbit nodded again and again, and he was busy agreeing to this, and he naturally knew it. Yang Muyu went to the ghost servant’s side and took a look. Seeing that all the three silver needles he inserted into his body were turned into lacquer black, he knew that he was forcing poison at a critical moment, and maybe he would recover for a while.
Seeing that the jungle is getting darker and darker, I think it’s getting dark and his stomach is growling with hunger. There are pythons around here, so naturally there will be no small animals. After all, there are very few small animals with so little energy as medicine slave rabbits. Yang Muyu couldn’t help but smile and didn’t dare to walk around. He immediately found some dead branches and few trees next to the pool. He immediately found out that flint had made a fire.
The flickering light reflected on his face next to the ugly face of the ghost servant, while on the other side was the huge body of the python. Yang Muyu suddenly looked up and saw the man hanging from the tree.
I don’t know why he couldn’t say how uncomfortable he was when he saw such a man hanging from a branch. He thought about it and grabbed the rabbit and said, "Do you think the man up there … is alive or dead?"
The rabbit touched its ears with its claws, twisted its head and shook its head. "I don’t look like a living person."
Yang Muyu nodded: "I don’t look like it, but how can I look weird when he is hanging on it like this …"
"You are not afraid of being haunted in the middle of the night, are you?" Rabbit medicine slave tilted his head and looked at him.
"Fuck you. Ghosts are ghosts, too. I want to catch you a rabbit for a midnight snack!" Yang Muyu didn’t good the spirit said that he looked up again and finally made up his mind to ask, "Do you think-should we put him down and let him be buried?"
"If you are afraid of being haunted, go and put him down!" The rabbit jumped on him twice and jumped to the ground. "Don’t ask me for such manual work. Rabbits can’t climb trees."
"Oh, can’t rabbits climb trees?" Yang Muyu smiled twice. "I don’t know if other rabbits can climb trees, but I know you can definitely climb trees." (Hey, hey, I don’t know if rabbits can climb trees and the moon, but my evil rabbit ate all my chlorophytum … Hey, there is a difference between novels and documentaries. )
"I’m not going, absolutely not!" The rabbit jumped far away and looked up at the man hanging from it for a long time before saying, "Touching the dead will be infected with evil spirits."
"Forget it, forget it if you don’t go!" Yang Muyu didn’t force him to touch the dead and get infected with evil? He doesn’t know, but if he doesn’t put this man down from above, he will be really unhappy. He will definitely have nightmares at night.
Yang Muyu took out the dagger again and walked towards the tree. The rabbit hesitated for a moment or followed the past. The tree was very big with oval green leaves, and countless parasitic vines hung down from it. It was easy to climb.
Soon Yang Muyu grabbed the vines and climbed to the branch where people were hanging. Now the sky is getting darker and darker. Although he lit a fire below, the man hanging from the tree in the light of the fire is even more strange and unpredictable.
Yang Muyu carefully grabbed the vines on the tree and slowly moved along the stem-
"Master …" The rabbit followed, shrinking its head and shaking.
"Oh, are you finally willing to call me master?" Yang Muyu looked back at him and couldn’t help shaking his head. This rabbit is really timid. Even a rabbit can talk, so it’s a coward. Isn’t it a dead man? He is not afraid of the living and the dead?
The rabbit nodded again and again, while Yang Muyu was not paying attention, he climbed up to him quickly and saw his head hidden in the bag around his waist.
"This little thing … is really not ordinary cowardice." Yang Muyu reluctantly shook his head and smiled bitterly. Originally, he was thinking of finding a rabbit to lay a hand on. Now this attention is still dismissed as early as possible.
Soon Yang Muyu had climbed to the top of the hanging person. He wanted to think hard and tried to pull the person hanging on it, but it took the boss a lot of effort, but now the vine was unusually heavy. And because he stood on the trunk and didn’t help himself, he accidentally almost fell from the tree.
Yang Muyu looked at it by himself, maybe here is above the pool, but if the square inch is well held, then the vines may fall to the ground. Thought of here, I was busy pulling out the dagger and cutting it hard at the vines.
Now that he wants to cut off the vines, the man will naturally fall. But to his surprise, the humble vine didn’t even cut off when he cut it with one sword … There wasn’t even a little scar left.
Yang Muyu was taken aback. What is this? The vines are so hard. The root he just cut has only the finger thickness, and there are many others with a lot of arm thickness beside it. Wouldn’t it be more difficult to cut the thick one if all the thin ones are cut continuously?
As he thought about it, he pulled out a night pearl from the starfish soul and held it in his hand-because it was already dark now, although he had a fire in the far jungle, he just saw a vague one, and he didn’t care to watch how this vine was different from ordinary vines just now.
Now, under the light of the night pearl, Yang Muyu just looked at it and suddenly changed his face. The vines all showed a faint golden color, but on this golden color, there were black lines wrapped around them, and the leaves showed the same golden color as pieces of gold casting.
Is it true that this vine is actually recorded in an ancient book-iron wire and golden ge?
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Chapter 31 Faking a corpse?
No, no, no! Yang Muyu immediately denied his own idea. How could it be an iron wire? According to the records in ancient books, the growth of iron wire and kudzu is extremely slow. A finger-thick iron wire and kudzu must grow for at least a hundred years, and an arm-thick iron wire and kudzu must grow for tens of thousands of years. So isn’t this tree older? Tens of thousands of years old trees are fine enough.
Moreover, according to ancient books, the iron wire is as hard as iron and as flexible as rope leaves, which can be used as medicine to treat rheumatism. This plant is not amazing. Yang Muyu was a hundred to ten thousand years old! I didn’t pay much attention to it when I said it. Now I can’t judge whether this vine is recorded in ancient books-iron wire and golden ivy.
Look at the man hanging below by the light of the night pearl. What do you think of those vines? They all seem to naturally catch the "man" and grow into this strange feeling. It seems that the purpose of these vines is to hang the man below and hang him from a tree to be eaten by rain, wind and sunlight.
Yang Muyu couldn’t tell why he had such a strange idea. If this vine is really an iron wire, how many years has that man been hanging here? Didn’t the body rot long ago, even the bones rotted? How can it remain intact?
Although he can’t see the whole picture of the "man" hanging below, he feels that he should have died recently.
Don’t want to be so much. Holding the dagger, Yang Muyu slammed it at the vine again, but it was still as if the dagger had been cut down just now. I didn’t cut off the vine that was thin but looked at the finger thickness.
"It’s amazing? It won’t really be an iron wire? " Yang Muyu in the heart andao immediately put away the dagger, took out the magic sword from the starfish soul and cut it hard at the vines.
Not the kui is a magic weapon "bang" sound, a vine directly broke Yang Muyu. Looking at the incision of the vine, I can’t help secretly losing my mind … The incision of the vine is not like the ordinary wood texture, which reflects a faint metallic luster under the brilliance of the night pearl. It seems that this should be the legendary iron wire Jin Ge.
Yang Muyu held out the magic sword and hacked all the iron wires and golden branches. Without the bondage of vines, the man below attached himself to countless iron wires and golden branches and fell down with a bang.
Yang Muyu held the magic sword in one hand and grabbed a long iron wire Jin Gexun, which had been prepared in one hand, and slipped down. Others are busy in mid-air rolling the vines in their hands around the person who fell first.
Yang Muyu’s luck is still relatively good. The man was entangled in vines at the moment when he was about to fall into the pool.
Yang Muyu, a vine hanging down from the tree, fell to the ground first, and then pulled the vine hard, and finally pulled the man over.
"Damn it, it’s heavy enough!" Yang Muyu sighed and wiped the sweat on his head. What is this? He’s dead. Why did he go to all this trouble?
"You dead rabbit, come out and help me!" The rabbit just poked its head out of the bag and wanted to see the excitement. Yang Muyu couldn’t help but scold.
"No, I don’t want to touch the dead. I’m a rabbit … I don’t want to be evil!" The rabbit shook his head savagely and refused to go out.
"I won’t let you touch the dead when you come out. Take this for me!" Yang Muyu’s night pearl gives it.
Unwilling and unwilling, the rabbit climbed out with two front paws holding beads far away from Yang Muyu. Yang Muyu didn’t have time to see the hapless dead man who was entangled in the wire and the golden ge.
But he can’t see clearly why it’s too dark. The rabbit is holding the night pearl and dare not get close to it. Secondly, the whole body of this man is wrapped in vines as if he were put in a bag woven by vines, with only his head slightly exposed and messy.
This should be a tall man by feeling.
Yang Muyu thought for a moment, sighed and muttered, "I can’t let you go to the grave like this when I do a good deed." As he spoke, he carefully cut off all the iron wires and golden branches on the dead man while holding the magic sword.
"Shit, I said, why is it so heavy? So you’re still wearing armor?" It took a long time for Yang Muyu to remove all the vines from that person, and the true face of this person gradually emerged. If it weren’t for his magic sword in hand, it wouldn’t be easy to remove the vines from "that man".
As Yang Muyu expected, this is a very tall and burly man. Judging from his figure and face, his age should be small. He is only about thirty years old and looks ordinary in his prime. Wearing copper armor, but today’s armor has long been worn out, which seems to be old.
"The rabbit is probably a mercenary?" Yang Muyu has heard people say that there are some mercenaries in the mountain and sea world who specialize in some special tasks, such as treasure hunting, exploration, etc. I want this person to come here alone. Otherwise, what is he doing on this desert island?
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But this desert island doesn’t look like a treasure, and even if he wants to break his head, he can’t figure out how this man can be hung on a tree by vines. Moreover, it is also a rare vine such as the iron wire golden ivy.
The rabbit’s two front paws holding the night pearl nodded and shook his head but didn’t speak.
Yang Muyu was too lazy to pay attention to the rabbit. He found a clean place by the pool and stretched out his hand to drag the man over to bury him. He was not afraid of touching the dead and getting infected with evil spirits.
But at the moment when his hand touched the man, his face suddenly changed as if he had seen a ghost. He even jumped away from the man and stood at a distance looking at the rabbit. He was so scared that he left the night pearl with a "hey" and ran away.
The night pearl rolled round and round to the side of the "dead man". Yang Muyu stood four or five paces away from the man and watched for a moment. Finally, he got the nerve to go to the man again.
"Master how … what’s the matter …" The rabbit stammered after him.
"Cheat corpse!" Yang Muyu didn’t good the spirit nu way.
"Can’t …? Master? " The rabbit is shaking with fear. It’s a rabbit. He’s timid … No, he’s a notoriously timid rabbit!
Hesitated for a long time, Yang Muyu once again took out the magic sword for self-defense, but the other hand was carefully buckled on the man’s pulse-
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The first chapter is actually a living person
Said Yang Muyu once again took out the magic sword for self-defense, but the other hand was carefully buckled on the man’s pulse-for a long time he looked at the man with a strange face.
The rabbit finally couldn’t help shivering and asked, "What’s going on, master?"
"He is still alive!" There is an indescribable eccentricity in Yang Muyu’s tone.
This man … is still alive? His hands and feet are cold and his head is covered with dust and fallen leaves, but-this man is really alive and he has a weak pulse, very weak.
If an ordinary pharmacist encounters such a situation, I am afraid that he is dead directly.