After about an hour of rest, we continued to leave.

Because it was already the second day, the more tired, walked for about two hours, in addition to Zhao Qin, we all three are some lack of physical strength, but he is still a refreshing look.

“Take a rest.”The old Daoist finally couldn't stand a long grunt, and was about to sit down with his ass, but he was held by Lin Abaoto's arm, and his face was tight: "Wait."

“What happened?”

“The poisoned scorpion.”As he spoke, Lin Abao took up a small stone and threw it between the two stones, and in a moment he really ran out of a scorpion with a blue tail, and the scorpion seemed to be spiritual, and he suddenly stopped there, thinking that he was looking at us, and then his feet were soft, and then he fell to the ground and quivered his limbs.

The people touched their heads, and the old Dao commander wiped the sweat on his forehead: “What is this, who of you have made the means?”

Zhao Qin and I did nothing, and Lin Abao shook his head: "No."

"It is not good that the poisoned scorpion suddenly fell to the ground, and the so-called thing descends to one thing must have appeared."Fortunately, Zhao Qin thought of this section, only his voice fell, and there was an instant smell of light in the air.

We were so scared that we were holding our breath, but it was only for a while.

Saying that late then, Zhao Qin single hand raised me waist, and then the other hand with the old chief, light and easy to put us not far away on a big tree branch, and when he picked up Lin Abao again, only to see a small old man with a shaky head and a green melon cap, it seems that it is about 80 centimeters high, only to see him walking side by side with a humping song.

“Ding, Ding...” Every step, the sound of the bell was crisp and pleasant.

My heart moved, this bell even controlled the voice of the little white exactly the same, I can see the same idea in Zhao Qin's heart, he raised his hand and made me a "boos" hand.

We looked at the situation under the tree, and saw what the little old man muttered in his mouth, stretched out a hand full of white hair, picked up the poisoned scorpion, and threw it into his mouth and chewed it.

But seeing the little old man with chewing, the drum of the bulging gang also cocked a white hair, because in advance he appeared is back to us, and the angle of the problem, I will mistake him for a small old man, but at this time only see his outstretched hand and the white hair on the face, I am not sure.

The fearful poisoned scorpion was chewed in his mouth with relish, but this disgusting scene was not over, only to see him sticking his neck and plucking the poisoned scorpion, and then opened the two large stones in front of him, only to see that there were dozens of scorpions in it, which was really shocking.

If Lin Abao did not pull the long, he would have been bitten by one of them.

The old chief sitting on the branch at this time hugged Lin Abao and said silently: "Thank you!"

Lin Abao smiled and played a gift.

Under the tree, the little old man ate a scorpion under the stone, and listened to the bell on his waist and gently sounded, and the sound seemed to be sent out for a long time with the wind...

The little old man who had finished the poisoned scorpion finally satisfactorily patted his stomach to go, and when he turned around, we were all startled.

He was not a man, uh... I can only say that he has a human face, but his face is full of white short hair, saying that he is a monkey, but he does not have the appearance of a monkey, to the appearance of an old man, and he also knows how to wear a melon hat and his feet in old cloth shoes.

Think about it, people are old to a certain extent, will their faces be full of hair?

I don't know why I have such an idea in my heart that made me a cold war.

Over there, the old Dao chief hurriedly took a red rope from the bag, not much to say, everyone had a mirror in his heart, and he handed the red rope to Zhao Qin.

The little old man on the ground was humping strange tunes with contentment, like an old man who had eaten and drunk from the tavern, and how leisurely the pace of that look was.

Only Zhao Qin jumped down the branch lightly, and then put the cinnabar red rope to his neck, uh, the little old man froze.

After a second, it seemed to react to the fact that he had been caught, the look was in a hurry, bent over and wanted to escape, and found that he could not escape, and immediately tuned under the small body of his hands and legs began to die of the squeer, the bell on the body of "Jing Ding Ding" sounded.

It is hard to believe that with a burst of dust, the blink of an eye, he plowed out a big pit, those plowed out of the yellow soil are almost he is tall, the little old man is desperate to find that no matter how hard he tried, he can not run away, because Zhao Qin just stood on the side of the red rope, the winning ticket is watching him.

"Fucking", the little old road suddenly fell on his knees in front of Zhao Qin, but did not speak, just pointed to the sky, his mouth was yo-yo, as if he wanted to show that he was not a bad person.

Zhao Qin's cold lips, one hand pulled the cinnabar rope, the other palm of the palm of the display of the dark sword, the sword peak cold light Ling to the little old man's neck, cold and sinking: "Talk."

The little old man panicked, his hands trembling, rushed to the ground, and said, "This grown-up has spared the little man, I have done nothing wrong!"

“Is it?”Zhao Qin’s cold eyes flowed a little play, and he provoked the bell on his waist with the tip of his sword: “What is this?”

“This is what I picked up and played.”

The bell copper is not copper and iron, it is actually a dark color, probably made of ferrous iron, but this thing has been out of the world for a long time, if it is not the same ringtone, we will not think of the little white.

The three of us slowly climbed down from the tree and walked over, and the little old man was surprised, so many people?

Over there, Zhao Qin coldly asked him to take back God and say, “Coached it?”

Don't say Zhao Qin didn't believe it, we all didn't believe it, the little old man said, "It's really picked up, it's fun to wear on it."At the end of the day, the eyes wandered around us.

"It seems that you will not tell the truth without giving you something, this bell is hanging on you, and you have to pick up something, you can pick one I will look at."Lin Abao suddenly scolded: "Quickly say, is Xiao Bai in your hands?"

"How dare I lie to you, you are all living immortals, look at the extraordinary cultivation, how dare I!"The little old man saw that Lin Abao was so fierce, and he was scared and kneeled to the ground.

"I don't believe it, so give it to me."Lin Abao pulled the root branch and wanted to smoke the little old man, I hurried to hold her: "Abo, care about the side chaos, you don't want to think, with his this way, he can catch the little white?" 」

Bao was trapped by me, but the watery eyes overflowed with a layer of water mist: "Didn't you say that Xiao Bai appeared twice and heard the sound of the bell, so why is it so coincidental that this strange man has this bell?"

"Yes, this matter is indeed staggered, but let us slowly ask, can not be forced to use torture, otherwise, I am afraid it will be counterproductive, okay?"I patted Abby on the back and whispered, "Don't cry, don't destroy your own majesty and other people's ambition."