Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 269: There are mushrooms in the sky, but if you can’t eat them to death, it’s an unpleasant thing in the first place, so why can’t you smile, change your mood, and die happily? You can adjust your mood and say “haha” to your elder brother. "Heng Heng" has a very dissatisfied attitude towards death. But he could only curse a few times secretly, and he didn't dare to say it out loud, otherwise he would definitely get a few more sharp looks in return. "Haha" doesn't have a hobby of self-abuse, and he certainly won't disturb his senior brother out of boredom. What's more, he is very busy now and is trying his best to fill in the holes. That hole is obviously not full, so instead of frantically struggling, why not adjust your mood and think about how to die in the most handsome way, how to die in order to leave more residue, so as to have a greater chance of escaping back to resurrection with Orange. Forget it, forget about the boss, he will do his thing and I will do mine. Compared with tomorrow, it is more important to die handsome now than tomorrow. "Haha", whose ideas were somewhat different from those of his senior brother, continued to relax in his own way, adjusted his state, and made some preparations for the upcoming "death". It's so uncomfortable to feel empty. Why are those half-demon wasps getting stronger and stronger? Their arms hurt, their heads hurt, their waists hurt, their stomachs hurt, and even their butts hurt. It's so troublesome. It would be great to die as soon as possible. What's that big ball of golden light above your head? If it hits you straight, it will be very painful if you get hit. "Haha!" When Gu twists and starts to become unable to sit still, his swaying eyes suddenly see the thick sky in the sky diagonally behind him. With the power of the cloud and mist, suddenly a huge golden ball of light pushed away the cloud and mist, and was rushing toward them at lightning speed. Then, an explosion occurred amid overflowing golden light. "Haha", who had no time to make any move, was shaken by the impact after a golden light appeared in his eyes. Finally, a domineering male voice came to my ears: "You humble evildoers who dare to disturb the purity of the master's sect should all be damned." In the golden light, I could barely see a majestic middle-aged man with a Taoist crown standing between the high seat and the "golden throne". After getting on, his vision went dark and he passed out. In the huge explosion, the clouds and mist rolled up by the shock wave formed a mushroom-shaped air column at high altitudes. This huge mushroom cloud can be clearly seen even from the distant horizon, as long as it is in the wilderness and is not blocked by anything. At this time, in the southwest of the mushroom cloud, several figures who were making fire and cooking in the col also saw this strange scene. "Ale, look, a big mushroom exploded in the sky in the east." This was a clear and cheerful female voice. "Ah, long tone, Liu Lili, mushrooms, are they delicious?" A few seconds later, a more immature voice of a little girl who was a little slow to respond, spoke very slowly, and stumbled over. Except for the last question "Is it delicious?", the other responses were slow and stammering which made people anxious. But the first voice was not troubled by this special intonation. As soon as the slow voice finished, he immediately continued: "The mushrooms are delicious, but the current one should not be eaten." "What a pity, it is so big." There is a mushroom squatting brightly in the sky, but it is a pity that it cannot be eaten." "Ale, let me tell you, as long as you eat more, you will grow up soon." The cheerful voice spoke very fast and very He is talkative, and after hearing a question, he immediately answers several paragraphs of answers that are obviously off-topic. "I don't want to grow up quickly. I want to learn, speak, and be like Apu, Liu Lili, and Doudou." The slow voice was a little anxious after hearing the very smooth answer. He was anxious. He stuttered even more when he answered. This strange conversation put a smile on the face of the little girl who had been busy cooking on the other side of the fire. The man in front of me is quietly and skillfully handling the pots and pans in his hands, cooking all kinds of delicious ingredients in the flames, making them mouth-watering and tempting amidst the various "sizzling" and chopping sounds. The little girl with the unique fragrance and unique rhythm is very cute. The smile on her face is full of relaxation and joy, and her quiet and skillful cooking is full of smoothness and joy. This little girl who has always kept quiet makes a very simple meal so pleasing to the eye that people are unconsciously eating it. There is a feeling of wanting to be immersed in it and immediately appreciate the delicious food that is about to be completed. The picture zoomed in, and the "busy" figures next to the fire were a warm little girl, a very energetic little girl, and a big yellow dog with bright and smooth hair, with aura and thoughtfulness in its eyes. He said he was busy, but in fact, the smiling little girl was the only one doing serious business. The other two, be they a little girl or a big dog, were all adding to the chaos amidst the sound of cooking. The spirited little girl who couldn't stop for a moment was so lively that people were a little uncomfortable with it. She was the one who made the cheerful voice before. While she was talking to another voice, she didn't stop moving her hands or chewing in her mouth. It seems that the little girl who is not afraid of flames and high temperatures can always take advantage of the little girl who is busy cooking food to steal some unfinished food from the stand of the grilled kebabs or the stir-frying iron pot. The food comes. After getting it, half of it was put into his mouth, and the other half was stuffed into the mouth of the big golden-haired dog next to him. Before the little girl noticed it, he used the big dog's soft golden hair to wipe himself clean. The little girl's little paws moved very quickly. While completing the "stealing" action, it did not affect her "helping the cook". For example, with the excited "click" sound, I cut some potato-like things with their skins into a bunch of small pieces of different sizes and shapes. Another example is, I cut some things that I don't know what kind of bird they are. The eggs were thrown into the basin and smashed, and then some eggshells were mixed in the paste and were even pounded into fine pieces, making it difficult to pick out. The big yellow dog, when it didn't make a sound, kept a quiet and curious look. Maybe she knew that she couldn't help much. Apart from the food that was accidentally "shared" in her chewing mouth, and her big, swaying eyes, she didn't do anything else. She was as quiet as a building. Art sculpture. The yellow hair glowed golden in the firelight, and upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a faint light flowing in this "brocade".