The villain is ill

Chu Mo went up to Xiaolu and stuffed a elixir into Xiaolu's mouth. The snake finally stopped retching. It hung its head and crawled feebly onto Chu Mo's wrist, "Master, it stinks down here."

"What can you see?"

Hearing Chu Mo's question, Xiaolu replied: "There is a big pit below, there is no water in it, it is full of mud, and there is a monster covered in mud, which looks like a child, and the woman fell into it. In the mud, but she seems to have a way to avoid the mud, and her body is not dirty. I just don’t know why the bottom is so smelly.”

"Did they find you?" Chu Mo asked.

"No, at that time the woman was wiping the face of the mud monster, and she was still talking about Xiaobao, and the mud monster didn't look at me." Speaking of this little green, she became more energetic, "But when I stepped back, she Already starting to wonder why the other person hasn't gone down yet."

"Mo Mo, your snake is so useful." Qing Chuan praised, and then looked at Fan Lao Er who was dazed aside, "What should we do now?"

Qingtang walked to the well, "I'll go down and have a look."

"Qingtang?" Qing Chuan was about to call out when he saw that Qingtang had already jumped down, and could not help complaining, "Why is this person so strange when he enters the village?" Even so, he turned around and asked Chu Mo : "Momo, shall we go down too?"

"No need. Just wait for the clear pond to come up, he can handle it." Chu Mo said, pointing to Fan Laoer, "You ask him first."

Qingchuan had always trusted Chu Mo, and upon hearing what he said, he left Qingtang and walked to Fan Laoer's side, kicking him lightly with his toes, "He's not pretending to be dizzy, is he?"

Qing Chuan kicked him with little force, but he was a cultivator after all. Fan Lao Er woke up in pain, and raised his eyes to see Qing Chuan, "You...young man, why are you here? Is there any misunderstanding?"

"What misunderstanding? If I wasn't here, wouldn't this child die tonight?" Qing Chuan sneered, pointing to the child lying beside him, "What did you do, don't you understand?"

Seeing that the child was still here, Fan Lao Er's expression suddenly became terrified, and he shouted in alarm: "Hurry up and throw him down! Xiao Bao is hungry."

Speaking of getting up, he was going to catch the child.

How could Qingchuan allow him to be so presumptuous, wanting to harm someone in front of him, took a step forward and twisted his wrist, "You still want to do evil in front of me, I think you have lived a long time!"

Fan's second son didn't care so much, he just struggled blindly, "Xiaobao is hungry, I want to feed him! Let me go!"

In this way, there was no way to ask anything, Qing Chuan turned his head to ask Chu Mo for help while pressing Fan Lao Er, but saw that Chu Mo had disappeared by the well, and he did not know where he had gone.

But when Fan Laoer shouted "Xiaobao is hungry", Chu Mo, who had been paying attention to the movement in the well, suddenly heard a scream, followed by the roar of Qingtang and the sound of fighting, worrying that he would not be able to beat him, Then he jumped down the well.

As Xiaolu said, the underground is a stinking quagmire.The space at the bottom of the well is very large, and the mud attached to the walls on all sides exudes a dim green light of fireflies, which is not as dark as it looks from above.

At this time, Qingtang was fighting with the clay figurine. The woman was lying in the mud, her breastbone was wide open, and a bright red heart fell into the mud beside her, and it was still beating in the mud.

Obviously, the scream just now came from this woman's mouth.

She didn't die immediately, she still had her eyes open at this moment, and when Chu Mo came to her side, her eyeballs still rolled, there were doubts and puzzlements in her eyes, but there was no resentment, she moved her lips, as if she was talking, But there was no sound.

Chu Mo saw what she said.

She said, "Little Treasure is hungry, mother will feed you."

The woman died.

He died with a smile on his lips.

Chu Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, then looked at the heart that had been completely polluted by mud at this moment, "Unfortunately, it's dirty."

I don't know whether it is a pity for this originally red heart, or this twisted maternal love.

"Master, it's already dirty down here, let's go up quickly, it's too smelly." Jin Feng said.

It was rare that Xiaolu didn't mock Jinfeng, and nodded repeatedly.

Chu Mo patted Little Green on the head, and pointed to the wall behind the mud monster, "Little Green, go break it there."

Looking at the mud-covered wall, Xiaolu reluctantly said: "It's so dirty..." Just as she was about to act coquettishly to make Chu Mo take back her life, she suddenly looked up and saw his smiling eyes, and couldn't help shivering, "Okay Master, I'm going right now."

After the woman died, the mud monster became more and more brave. It changed in many ways, and it healed quickly no matter where it was hit. After hundreds of rounds, it has gradually lost the wind.

While fighting with the mud monster with full concentration, Qingtang suddenly found a huge black shadow flashing beside him. The black shadow hit the back of the mud monster, and only heard a "bang", the wall burst, and a water column suddenly sprayed out. He was rushing towards the mud monster opposite him, only to see that the mud monster that was still difficult to deal with just now seemed to have turned into a mass of mud, which was washed away by the water column and turned into a puddle of sewage.

Seeing that the water was about to rush over, the clear pond hurriedly retreated, but there was no water flowing fast, so he hurriedly squeezed out a trick to avoid the water, preparing to meet the sudden flood, but unexpectedly, his back collar tightened, his feet flew into the air, and he came back to his senses It's out of the well.

Chu Mo let go of Qingtang's back collar, and stepped back a few steps.

"Mo Mo, you really went down." Qing Chuan rushed up to meet him, then stopped and looked at Qing Tang, "Are you Qing Tang?"

Because of fighting with the mud monster for a long time, Qingtang's body is now covered with mud, from head to toe, except for the back collar that Chu Mo just picked up, there is no clean place.

Qing Chuan took a few steps aside, eyes full of disgust, raised his hand and slapped his nose, "It's too stinky, look at Mo Mo, you're the same, why are you so dirty?"

Compared with the clear pond, Chu Mo's body is spotless. When he went down, he was ready. The Cleansing Art had never been broken, and he didn't even step on the mud at the bottom of the well. dirty.

Qingtang was not annoyed at being taught such a lesson by Qingchuan, but just thanked Chu Mo, "Thanks to Mo Mo for saving me just now."

"You're welcome, you should." Chu Mo said.

At this time, the water in the well had risen to the mouth of the well. Perhaps because there was too much silt at the bottom of the well, the water was pitch black and exuded a foul smell, but it was not so pungent after dilution.

"It won't recover again?" Qing Tang was a little worried.

Chu Mo said: "As long as the bottom of the well doesn't dry up, it won't recover."

Hearing this, Qing Tang felt relieved, "I just saw that the direction of the crack is leading to the Banyue Pond. The pond is full of running water, and it will not dry up in tens of millions of years."

Then more questions popped up.

What the hell is it?What does it have to do with the Liman tribe?Did the Fan family participate in the Fourth Ninth Ceremony?

Seeing that Qingtang was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, Qingchuan reminded: "You still haven't cleaned yourself up? If you don't stink, I will stink to death."

"Ah." Qingtang felt like waking up from a dream, and hurriedly made a cleansing formula to clean up the mud on his body.

At this time, the water in the well was churning, and when Qingtang Qingchuan saw it, he immediately waited in full force, for fear that some monster would come out of it.

After a while, a big green snake's head emerged from the water, but it was Xiaolu who didn't come up from the bottom of the well just now.

As soon as it came out, it complained to Chu Mo tearfully, "Master, I was washed into the mud by the water just now and stuffed a mouthful of mud in my mouth. It stinks and fainted. Why didn't you save me?"

Qingtang and Qingchuan glanced at each other, and each stepped back a few steps, giving up the position to Chu Mo.

Chu Mo smiled and said: "Just now I saw that Qingtang was in a critical situation, so I pulled him away. Besides, I know you are not afraid of water, and I believe you can come up by yourself, so I came up first and waited." At the end, he praised, "Well done, Little Green."

Hearing that the master believed in him so much and was praised, Xiaolu was very excited, "Thank you, master!"

Stupid and stupid bedbug, just now the owner clearly saw you fell into the mud pit and thought you were too dirty so he didn't catch you.Jinfeng, who had seen through everything, laughed secretly.

At this time, Fan Laoer was tied to the pillar under the corridor by Qingchuan. He kept his head down and didn't know what he was thinking. It was not until he saw the well water flooding up that his eyes turned red, and he burst into tears, murmuring Said: "It's over, it's all over."

After finishing speaking, he glared at the three of them suddenly, his eyes were like sharp swords, his expression was ferocious like a ghost, and he roared: "It's all your fault! You should die!"

"If you hadn't made trouble, my little treasure wouldn't have died!"

"You will pay him with your life!!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

As he said that, Fan Lao Er began to struggle violently, and his bound wrists were soon bloodstained, but he didn't seem to notice it at all, and just screamed towards the three of them.

Qing Chuan was taken aback, took two steps back, and whispered to Chu Mo: "It's over, I didn't ask anything just now. Could it be that this person has lost his mind?"

"Maybe." Chu Mo smiled at him, took out a few spirit stones, and threw them to the four corners of the courtyard.

"laugh."

Only a soft sound was heard, and several exquisite formations in the courtyard quietly disintegrated.

The red-eyed gray-haired mouse that was crawling towards the corner was also knocked down by a spirit stone, and its legs were on its back. Chu Mo looked at Xiaolu, whose body had shrunk and was resting by the well, "Go and fetch it."

Xiaolu happily swam towards the mouse, bit it and held it in front of Chu Mo, who took out a cage to contain it.

Losing the cover of the formation, Fan Lao Er's roar passed through the wall and spread far away.

At this time, the sky was slightly brighter, and the villagers who had been searching all night were exhausted, and were about to return home to rest, but they heard the cry again, and hurriedly searched for the place where the call came from.

The village is not big, so the group soon found the village chief's house. Mr. Fan was still sitting in the front hall, and the villagers ran to the backyard one by one, ignoring greetings.

Looking at the villagers rushing away, Mr. Fan stood up tremblingly holding a cane, "Oh, what a crime."

The noise of the crowd was getting closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the fence.

"Bang bang!"

There was a knock on the little door.

The villagers knocked on the door and shouted: "What happened?"