Xianghe

"Fuck, fuck, fuck - don't let me go, Wori -"

The gossip on the Pointer Demon's forehead is about to turn and fly out, just like his mood at the moment: he was forced to throw it on the poisonous dragon and grab his tail, and the thing under him will become highly poisonous after dawn, whoever it is Will be happy?

As for the guys behind, some were chasing after them on an unstable auspicious cloud, and some ran with their feet in the most primitive way. In the end, he was followed by a mortal who was running with no foundation and pure foot strength. The pointer felt that he had to wait until they came to rescue him, and he was afraid that he would have died of poison.

"God—"

The howling from the pointer demon on the poisonous dragon was probably louder than the scream of the poisonous dragon.

"Don't be afraid, we are coming." Being dragged by the poisonous dragon almost turned on the lights of the whole country, those guys finally chased the poisonous dragon's tail leisurely.

Pointer lowered his head with tears in his eyes, and looked at those guys: "You guys can count————"

There was another howl resounding through the sky. It wasn't just the pointer who was shouting, the five members of the team all started to cry.

Because there are too many people sitting on the poisonous dragon at one time, it is still a dragon that has just been born for a few days, and its physical strength is not tenacious. , I saw a long giant dragon soaring under the moon, and from under it, a few figures were thrown down with a splash, which looked extraordinarily dazzling under the cover of the full moon.

"Oh--grandpa, look, look, you are playing with the dragon and the pearl! There are still five beads!"

"hiss--"

"Well--"

"Ouch-"

"Hush-"

"..."

After various cries of pain...no one got up from the ground.

Yuan Qinghui suspected that Hengyu probably had a concussion, but no, he was the most tenacious of the five, and he didn't even yell.

"It will be dawn soon."

Hengyu lay on the ground and kindly reminded him that when dawn came, the toxin on Dulong's body would reappear, and he would return to the nest, so there would be no chance to catch it.

"Forget it, forget it, don't want it anymore." Yuan Qinghui lay on the ground resigned to his fate, not wanting to move a finger.

One is that it really hurts from the fall, and the other is that Xianghe is falling on him now, and the whole person is lying on his body without moving. Xianghe does not move, and he himself does not want to take Xianghe from his body. Body pulled away.

The pointer demon at the side let out a joyful exclamation, and then said after slowing down: "You said you don't want it! You don't have to suffer this crime!"

Yuan Qinghui ignored him, looked down at Xianghe, and found that Xianghe was probably the one who fell stupid.

"Xianghe? Are you okay?" Yuan Qinghui raised his neck slightly, and asked Xianghe lying on his body in a low voice.

Xianghe didn't make a sound, and after a while, he let out a difficult sound from his throat: "Mmm——"

Realizing that Xianghe must have fallen hard, Yuan Qinghui swore that he would never let Xianghe do such a dangerous thing together again in the future!

It was another moment of rest. The five people lay on the ground in different postures, and no one got up. No one stood up until the sun was high and the poisonous dragon returned to its nest.

It must be noon, a group of people lying on the ground is too hot, Xiang He stood up first.

"Go and rest under the shadow of the stone over there." Xiang He struggled to stand up from Yuan Qinghui's body, but she didn't see any injuries on her body. After all, the body of cultivating immortals is still very tenacious, but it hurts from the fall. No energy.

But the body of cultivating immortals is surprisingly very afraid of heat.

When Xianghe got up from Yuan Qinghui's body, Yuan Qinghui smiled and stretched out his hand to him: "Xianghe, give me a hand, I was numb by you just now, I can't get up."

Xianghe stood in front of him in a daze, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly stretched out his hand towards Yuan Qinghui. The moment Yuan Qinghui's hand touched Xianghe, he used his hand as a fulcrum He jumped up and jumped in front of Xianghe, his face was almost close to Xianghe's face, only to make Xianghe fall back in fright, Yuan Qinghui had quick eyesight and quick hands, stretched out the other hand to hold it from behind Xianghe's back, but the distance between the two was even closer, and Xianghe's entire body was about to stick to Yuan Qinghui's body.

Xianghe jumped out of Yuan Qinghui's arms immediately after standing firmly, and even stepped on Yuan Qinghui's foot before leaving.

Yuan Qinghui opened the fan with a chuckle, shook it lightly, followed Xiang He's back and walked into the shadows in front of him step by step.

They fell to a wilderness, except for some big and small rocks, even the plants were short and small weeds, there were no tall trees, and the only shade that could shade the sun was the shadow under the rocks.

There are a lot of big rocks here, round and smooth, not like the stones when the top of the mountain collapsed, like some abandoned statues, but now, whatever they are, as long as they can shade the sun.

As the sun got bigger and bigger, it was almost noon, and there were no shadows on the side of the rocks. Under Xiang He's suggestion, everyone walked into the gap where the rocks collapsed and piled up. Don't say it, it's really cool. Few, compared to the scorching sun outside, this place is more like a shady summer sanctuary, but there are more mosquitoes nearby, and a bunch of centipedes and eight-legged snakes sprang out from the feet accidentally, scaring Xianghe to the ground call out.

Yuan Qinghui looked at Xianghe stomping his feet in the small hole, and kept walking back and forth, looking like a child, and himself, just like an old grandpa watching his grandson being mischievous...

"Yeah—" There was another cry, Yuan Qinghui didn't care as much about his cry now, but this time, it was Xiang He who forced them to care, "What is this?"

Xianghe suddenly pointed to a stone and cast her eyes on Hengyu.

Hengyu is like Yuan Qinghui, no, even worse than Yuan Qinghui, his eyes never left Xianghe from the beginning, when he found Xianghe's abnormality, and after calling him, he ran faster than a rabbit, He rushed to Xianghe, and Yuan Qinghui also passed by seeing the momentum.

The broken stone statue, protected by the rest of the stone statues, has not suffered much wind and rain. It lies there quietly, just like it was when it was born.

Yuan Qinghui saw clearly that it was the severed head of a statue.

It was a statue of a woman, a very simple statue, broken from the most vulnerable part of the neck, even half of her hair was cut off, nothing special, a stone statue carved from ordinary stone, and there was nothing on the statue that could make people think Which god's symbol is it, an ordinary beautiful face, ordinary makeup and hair, no, no, in fact, it is not ordinary, because in fact, no matter how poor the world is, it is impossible to create a statue of a god. There will be a little sloppiness, even if it is not pure gold, it must be a gold-plated voice, and the body is also covered with brocade robes, and each package is either rich or expensive, although they will not wear this in Tiangong.

But this statue is too plain, it is carved out of ordinary rock to look like a human being, it is plain, without any luxurious decorations on its body, if it is said that this place is poor, it is too poor.

Also, she is too small.

Ordinary god statues have to be more than ten meters high, but the one in front of me, judging from the head, is almost twice the size of a real person. How can a god statue be so shabby?

Hengyu followed the direction Xianghe pointed to, stared at the statue carefully for a while, then looked up at the nearby ruins, walked back and forth for a few steps, and after thinking for a while, finally came to a conclusion: "It's a statue of a witch." .”

"?"

Questions were voiced in the crowd. These people who have been struggling in the Heavenly Palace for thousands of years have never heard of any "witch" god.

"Don't you know?" Hengyu looked at them incredulously, "Haven't you seen the statue?"

"..." Yuan Qinghui tapped Hengyu's head with one finger, "Who hasn't seen a statue yet, Xianghe has a thousand statues in the world, not to mention ten thousand, we are asking you Where did such a fairy as 'Miko' come from?"

Also, you actually believe in gods, it's really inconceivable.

Hengyu touched the place where Yuan Qinghui had knocked, and looked at Yuan Qinghui with an incredulous expression: "The witch is not a god, she is just an ordinary person, just like me."

"!"

It will be everyone's turn to look at Heng Yu in disbelief.

"You... have ever believed in mortals?" Although the gods in Tiangong were also ascended by humans, they separated from the mortal bodies after they ascended, just like animals turning into demons, they have already separated from humans. However, a little-known priestess, a mortal who has not ascended to a god, can gain people's belief?This is really...

Hengyu was stunned and said: "Isn't this normal? What you said is like asking if we have ever believed in gods."

"Really, they still have the statue of the first emperor here." Xiao Jin's words at the critical moment pulled everyone's thoughts to his position.

Xiao Jin's sense of presence is always very low, but when he has a sense of presence, it is often when there is a big turning point.

Sure enough, in front of him was a stone statue that was half buried in the ground. The size of the stone statue was like the size of a normal god statue, but the half face exposed outside was already the size of the whole body of the witch statue. The half face that is exposed outside, the peach blossom between the eyebrows that even three-year-old children have heard of in mythology, and the double pupil in the right eye, these are the characteristics of the first generation of the Creator, um, although the top is also plain There is not a bit of gold plating left.

Everyone turned their attention to Hengyu in unison: "You guys still believe in God?"

Really, since I came here, I have always felt that the people here only believe in their own hands. They are not like the countries outside. They have no beliefs. Gods and ghosts do not exist here. Wraiths have appeared. Just blow him away. When the drought came, the beasts would be killed. When the flood came, they worked together to fight the flood. In their dictionary, it seems that there is no such humble word as begging. What they trust has always been they themselves.

Even Xianghe has done so many things to help the people here since she came here, but she only got a few scattered beliefs here and there, and it was only for individuals, not for the name "Shen Nong".

Unexpectedly, they also had a time when they believed in God.

Hengyu looked at the four of them with mentally retarded eyes: "Of course, otherwise, why did I go to sea to ask God for help? We used to believe in God. At that time, our country was still called Tianqi, and then witches appeared At that time, people found that the witches at that time could protect us better than the busy gods, so they believed in the witches of our country, and we changed our name to Wuqi. People believe in witches, and this place used to be a big ancestral hall, but now it's all abandoned."

Everyone bowed their heads and fell into deep thought, Hengyu continued: "I went to sea to ask gods from ten other countries, none of them were willing to help us, and after you I asked a god, that was even more excessive, just say, wait for death, It's hopeless, I didn't expect you to come here in the end, it's really..."

The young man spoke halfway through the excited words, but found that no one paid attention to him at all, and everyone seemed to be deep in thought.

"Listen to what others are saying, hello!"