Chapter 850: Xiangxi Adventure (89) (Page 1/1)

In this way, the many golden flowers protected by the snow dragon must be the medicine king grass. It's just that it treats the frozen soil under the grass as a nest, and it can't get an inch away, and it can't rely on it?

"That's the Snow Dragon! The best of the DEEBOT, very valuable! Ma Chengfeng said.

"Snow dragon, I've heard that it can treat blood fever, and many big bosses in the Liangguang region have paid six or seven digits to buy it at a high price, but this little bug is hard to find, and few people can catch it."

"It's too late, I have to think of a way to lure it away." Ma Chengfeng swallowed his saliva and slowly walked towards the snow dragon sticking out of the yellow grass.

The little guy was extremely sensitive to the vibrations around him, Ma Chengfeng had just taken two steps, and suddenly it turned its head around, it opened its small mouth and blew at Ma Chengfeng, Ma Chengfeng only felt that an incomparably cold cold air blew in front of his head, and he shivered inadvertently, the hair and eyebrows on his head were instantly frozen, and his face was also frostbitten, and he had no intuition! However, it is much more bitter than the low temperature of more than minus 30 degrees Celsius in the winter in the Northeast.

The cold air kept coming, and Ma Chengfeng didn't dare to stay any longer, so he hurriedly retreated while blocking in front of him with the Seven Star Blade. When he retreated to a safe area, he saw that the Seven Star Blade had been covered in a layer of frost.

There was a buzzing dragon roar from the Seven Star Blade, and the sword trembled slightly, shaking this layer of frost down again.

"No, if we go up to pick it rashly, it is estimated that we will all be frozen into ice sculptures, Sister Chu, look at the watch, what time is it?" As soon as the sun rises, this game will burrow into the earth. Ma Chengfeng said while covering his frozen face.

Chu Tianyue said that it must be too late for you to wait for dawn to pick again, not to mention whether the snow dragon will drill back, Sister Caidie told us before leaving, as long as the flowers of the herb king grass bloom at dawn, once the flowers fall, the herb will lose its effect. When we go back, we can only collect the body of Atabi.

"Grandma, this little play should be small, a little difficult! The ghost knows what it likes to eat. Ma Chengfeng stood in front of the snow dragon and was in a dilemma.

Chu Tianyue was also attracted by the snow dragon, and didn't pay attention to the poor boy corpse lying on the ground behind him, the baby's corpse actually spread out his clenched little fist at this time, and he was holding a small black stone in his palm, and the surface of the stone was glowing with a strange light.

"I'm ...... What is this for? Looks like obsidian, right? Does Third Sister Lan use this to play in his mouth? ”

"Cheng Feng, don't be distracted, look at the snow dragon, it's crawling towards you!" Chu Tianyue's eyes widened, and she shouted to remind him.

Ma Chengfeng hurriedly dodged, but he didn't dare to approach this little guy. But take a closer look, the snow dragon is not crawling towards itself, its snow-white body slowly wriggles on the ground, every time it wriggles, it will form a frost and cold air on the ground, the two of them give way, the snow dragon crawls towards the child corpse little by little, it climbs on the corpse, climbs on the small black stone.

Ma Chengfeng's eyes stared at the snow dragon without blinking, and he saw that the fleshy little white chrysalis had been circling around the black stone after climbing up, and actually sucked all the cold air overflowing from the stone into his stomach.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and pick the herb king's grass! Chu Tianyue pushed him.

But all elixir herbs not only have the miraculous effect of resurrecting the dead, but also have a daunting toxicity, even if they are picked by old customers, they dare not touch it directly with their hands. Ma Chengfeng relied on his invulnerable dust shelter, wrapped his palms with his sleeves, and hurriedly rushed up to pull the golden fairy grass out of the cold soil.

"Let's go! Got it! He shuddered and retreated back to summon Chu Tianyue.

"Wait, don't be a righteous man!" Chu Tianyue grabbed him and said. Originally, he had planned to bury the child's corpse just now, and half of the pit had been dug out, but now that the snow dragon had been climbing on the small black stone, Chu Tianyue didn't dare to approach it easily.

"Sister, do you still talk about benevolence and righteousness with a dead ghost? The black stone doesn't know what's going on, time waits for no one, let's go! ”

"Oh, why are you so cold? Do you look closely? Chu Tianyue pointed to the snow dragon that was crawling on the black stone.

The snow dragon seemed to have eaten and drunk enough, as if it was drunk, lying on the black stone with its belly puffed out and motionless, and the cold on its body was not so heavy, on the contrary, it was up and down under the bulging belly, and there seemed to be a stream of air inside. Chu Tianyue carefully picked up a small branch, stepped forward and stabbed it, the small pebble slipped down from the dead child's hand with a click, and the snow dragon seemed to like the yin qi overflowing from the small black stone very much.

"Take a hand, all the yin qi in her mouth has been sucked by the snow dragon, if we don't care, let her be brutal in the wilderness, wouldn't we let the beasts in the mountains and wilderness gnaw her?" Chu Tianyue took advantage of the fact that the snow dragon had eaten and drunk enough and had not woken up, so she hurriedly asked Ma Chengfeng to dig the soil. Ma Chengfeng couldn't resist her, and dug the small pit half a meter deeper.

There is a word in China's funeral customs "deep burial", in fact, there is no superstitious saying here, why do people like to bury deeply? It was to prevent the coffin from being exposed for a few years after his death, or being dug up, or gnawed by the beasts in the mountains. It's just that this custom has been passed down to the present, and the meaning has changed a little.

"I said sister, it's almost there, it's just a dead child, there's no need to be so particular, right?" Ma Chengfeng used the Seven Star Blade to cut off a tree branch, and simply carved a few words on it, they didn't know what the child's name was, maybe he didn't have a big name before he died, so he had to temporarily name someone "auspicious".

Chu Tianyue carried the dead child's body into the grave, untied the red silk handkerchief on her body, covered her face, and while filling it with soil, she still chanted words in her mouth, praying for God's blessing and letting the child reach bliss as soon as possible. In the dark, in fact, just now it was equivalent to this kid using the black gem in his hand to help them lure away the snow dragon that protected the medicine king grass. Whether he has a spirit in heaven or not, he always has to pay tribute.

"Is there yellow paper? Can't let her go down and be a starving ghost, can you? ”

Ma Chengfeng was a little displeased, but he still took out a stack of yellow paper and handed it to her, and finally burned it all before he reluctantly left.

"That's going too well, isn't it? Just such a snow dragon? If this is the case, wouldn't the seedlings on the mountain have been dried up a long time ago? Why did the local Miao people mention the Holy Infant Mountain as if they had entered the Hades Palace? The two went down the mountain, and Ma Chengfeng stood in front of the stone statue of Third Sister Lan and muttered to himself.

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