Toxic Goblin

Chapter 329

"Ding kuang, kuang kuang, langlang." Different tones kept coming, and it didn't help to turn over and block the ears.Unable to achieve peace of mind, Yun Xiaoyao could only choose to climb out of the warm live hot spring bed, put on her shoes lightly, and looked up at Yao Feiyu who had already fallen into a sweet dream and was surrounded by bamboo curtains.

Turning around in the bedroom twice, he sighed in vain, "Why is Senior Sister Feiyu sleeping so soundly, and is not disturbed at all by the constant rhythmic beating sound." Xiao Hei was not in the room, so he didn't know where he went.

Looking at the milky white halo coming through the window, Yun Xiaoyao's restless heart was a little more at ease.Tie up the loose hair, wrap up the protective clothing, take the solar-charged flashlight, and quietly go out through the door.

Along the curve, listening to the intermittent knocking sound, she chased all the way out.

Walking under the bamboo shadow, the bamboo shadows projected all around were faint, pitch-black phantoms, scary enough, Yun Xiaoyao regretted her recklessness, before she knew it, she called Senior Sister Feiyu in her sleep to join her.

"Tch." She accidentally knocked her head with a "boom" sound with her strenuous movements, and she shook her head vigorously in pain. She became more awake, and the last trace of drowsiness disappeared without a trace.

Walking out of another winding path, "Sla" jumped out of a long shape, Yun Xiaoyao was startled, jumped back hastily, stood still, saw the black shadow running away , "It turned out to be a bamboo rat." It really made my legs go limp.

This type of beast is not very lethal, fast, agile, mammal, viviparous, has strong reproductive ability, and is a plant-eating omnivore.

Standing on the spot and panting for a few minutes, I felt that I had accumulated a lot of strength before I moved my wooden legs. At this moment, there was a melodious sound of bamboo. Just listening to the sound, it was very pleasant. It should be a hundred years old. A wind instrument made of Bamboo King.

Both sides seemed to be playing at the same time again, and the music gradually covered up the sometimes clear, sometimes mellow and low-pitched music. "I don't know who it is? It seems a bit abrupt in the past, and it will be even worse if you meet a bad person."

"Master." No one paid attention to her, she called out patiently, "Ding ding, langlang." Then, she called out again, "Master." Seeing that the old man was busy with himself, she was a little timid. A bit older, in the dim light of the fire, there is always a strange and strange atmosphere, "You are so late by yourself, why don't you rest?"

Thick black, dirty table, messy!There are many bamboo joints, leaves and even poles posed for photos.What's even more surprising is not the large number of bamboos in this bamboo forest, but a strange irregular stone with golden black and white light. Each one is about the size of a fist, and each one is different.

Her touch was amplified, "ding ding, bang bang." Every touch seemed to hit her heart.

"This is an electronic-based product." Yun Xiaoyao said to herself in surprise, "Could it be all made of these stones?"

The impurities that were smashed out were puffing out green smoke on the stove like a convulsion, murmured a few times, stayed in the air for a short time and then dissipated.

The sonorous and sonorous flute music that is constantly being passed into the brain, and the powerful major C key, then enters a low-key, calm state. A person with such a peaceful mind should not be a person with ulterior motives.

Gritting her teeth, she followed the sound, her voice decreased, and then she whimpered a few times before disappearing.The silence in the bamboo forest was restored, and then it became the sound of the rustling wind helping the bamboo leaves.

She was sure that this person was standing here, but she couldn't see the person playing it no matter what. "Are you here?" Yun Xiaoyao whispered, "Why don't you want to see me?" After waiting for a while, seeing that there was really no movement, Yun Xiaoyao stood straight in place for another 2 minutes.

Turning around in vain, "Naqu should only exist in the sky, and the world is straight and straight to the Yellow River." She knows the Yellow River, and as a child of the Chinese people, there is no one who does not know.Only then did she realize that it turned out to be just a mirage.

The person is far away and the sound gradually becomes fainter.Sadan stretched out her hand, only to find that the corner was blocked by her hand.The light falling on her hands bends and floats.

"Why do I feel so familiar?" It was destined that no one would answer her, and no one would reply to her.The vast flute sound gradually dispersed.When she took steps, there was a crisp "click" sound, which made her hold her feet and stand on it. Then she bent down a little, holding the heart-full object in her hand, and walked to the other side step by step.

Her heart was a little confused, inexplicably confused.Some are irregular and chaotic, arrhythmic and rhythmic.Di Di Da Da Da Da, Da Di Didi, increasingly rising light, people with messy clothes in the light column, "嚯" crushed, drilling a gap in the gap, connected to the depths of her knowledge of the sea.

"Yes, yes." Following Uncle Tuntian, Yanjiu, who was not sure whether he was alive or dead, left.

Thinking of this, Yun Xiaoyao's heart seemed to be covered with a picture, a shadow that he could see through it.It was like these swaying bamboos beside her, stretching out to block the road from time to time, hitting her protective clothing.

No, he'll be fine.

Sweeping away the negative emotions in my heart, I clenched my clenched right hand a little more.

Yun Xiaoyao watched his movements from the side, using the strength of the whole body smoothly.The legs drove the elbows, passed to the hands, and finally, under the support of a fixed point, they slammed down.

Slowly, the lump in the old man's hand began to turn golden red.This item has a kind of luster and luster, and she faintly feels that this uncle has smelted a piece of high-quality metal.

Although she didn't know him, she knew the good and the bad.Strangely, she felt very nervous, a bit similar to the excitement of seeing a precious treasure that was about to be passed down to the world.

With the last sound of "铛", the old man used a pair of tongs to magnify a metal block weighing about one kilogram into the slurry water, thinking about "stab" and "stab".

"How did you get in?" The other party's voice was very dry, dry like cracked land that hadn't rained for many years.Yun Xiaoyao was obviously taken aback, "I walked in through the door."

She zigzagged from the bamboo bush, walked through a long and narrow path, and arrived here.And the door at this door was open, so she walked in directly.

"You... can you sell me this piece of metal?" She asked, looking a little embarrassed. It is difficult for people to give up something they love.

The other party stared at her for about ten seconds, and she accidentally crashed into a dark pool. It turned out that he was not the uncle, and his appearance deceived her eyes, "Okay."

"Eh"

In the end, she exchanged a piece of rough metal on her body for the piece that the metal smelter had just smelted. When he picked it up, the metal was still emitting a golden-red outer light shield.After asking her to drip a drop of blood on it, the man let her take it away.I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that his eyes seem to look through her left hand, looking at the palm of her clenched hand, where lies the peach heart she picked up at the sound of the bamboo flute.

(End of this chapter)