I have a room in Huangquan

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With a panoramic view, everything can be seen clearly, but there is no trace of those two people.

With the last patience in her heart, I saw Xiaoran pushing away the grass.

A big stone appeared in front of him. This time there was no word on the stone, only a big grimace.

Under the exaggerated graffiti, it looks ridiculous.

However, in Xiaoran's eyes, this ridiculous grimace is a merciless mockery of herself.

Again and again, Xiaoran looked at this grimace, and instantly felt that his chest was going to explode with anger.

"Bastard, don't let me find you! I want to kill your whole family, your whole village, your nine clans, relatives, neighbors..."

Xiaoran cursed furiously, the voice rolled like Shen Lei, spreading far and far.

In the end, he even decided that even his neighbor's chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs should be chopped into meat sauce in order to relieve his hatred.

At this moment, halfway up the mountain, I saw Ding Xiaoyi walking out of the grass with his trousers in his hands and a face full of comfort.

Although the clothes on his body are really good.

But going to the toilet is a bit inconvenient.

Looking up, not far away, Shuang'er was sitting cross-legged on the stone, holding the box for storing Dulongzhu in both hands.

I saw traces of strange light blending into her body, making each strand of her hair seem to emit a different light under the sun.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi stepped over, stared at the wound on her chest carefully, and found that the wound had shrunk a lot.

Although it is still very hideous and scary, it should only be a matter of time before it recovers.

"Are you... sure you don't want me to detoxify you?"

Sensing his gaze, Shuang'er opened her eyes, light brown eyes full of worry.

Ding Xiaoyi's face had already turned black, and even his lips had turned dark purple.

If it were someone else, if they reached this point, I am afraid that even if they did not die, they would not be far from death.

But he repeatedly rejected his idea of ​​using Dulongzhu to help him suppress the poison.

Not only that, but they didn't even stop along the way, running around here and there.

If you don't know the situation, you may think that he is a tourist who came to travel.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard roars from down the mountain, as well as Xiaoran's curses and threats.

The sound came rolling in, and soon spread throughout the entire mountain forest, causing wild beasts to run wildly in shock.

A rabbit was frightened, jumped out from the bushes, and bumped into the big tree next to Ding Xiaoyi impartially, his head was bloodied instantly, and it seemed that he would not survive.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi held the rabbit in his hand.

"Tsk tsk tsk... I didn't expect to see the story of waiting for a rabbit with my own eyes."

I remember studying such an article in the text back then, but I just felt that this kind of thing was too bizarre, it was just a fabricated story in the book.

I didn't expect to be able to see it with my own eyes after many years. It seems that sometimes what is said in the book may not be completely false.

This rabbit weighed at least five or six catties, so I simply took it with me, and gave it to Mr. Chen when I went home to cook a delicious meal.

Compared with his relaxed expression, Shuang'er looked dignified.

"What did you do to make him so angry?"

Although she was locked in a coffin, but after being together for such a long time, she even became a charming person.

This devil is cruel, moody, and even likes to kill others for fun. Whether it is mentally or physically, as long as he sees others suffering, he will be happy.

I don't know how many people can't wait to have his cramps peeled off, his bones smashed into ashes.

But no matter who the enemy is, Xiaoran has always maintained a calm appearance, and he even took the initiative to donate three silver needles to Ding Xiaoyi to increase his bargaining chips.

Shuang'er has never seen that Xiaoran will be so frustrated one day.

"He's just fake and generous. It's okay to tease others. If someone teases him, even if he is slightly teased, he will explode. I have seen this kind of person a lot!"

Ding Xiaoyi looked indifferent, and put Shuang'er on his back again.

When he was in school, he had seen this so-called fake generosity.

I often feel that I have a lot of money at home, act high-profile, and often treat classmates with poor family backgrounds with a generous face, but be careful, it is a generous face.

When I stretched out my hand, I didn't see how generous he was, unless it was when he was showing off.

Otherwise, you really took advantage of him, hehe, wait to be hated by him for a lifetime.

Besides, this guy Xiaoran is not only fake and generous, but also really arrogant.

I have already teased him over and over again, how could he bear it.

It's like you can stand an ant crawling on your hand.

But I can't stand a fly, swooping and hitting you over and over again around your head.

I can't stand a mosquito biting your instep or thumb.

So it's not difficult at all to arouse Xiaoran's anger.

"But what are you going to do to provoke him like this?"

Shuang'er couldn't understand Ding Xiaoyi's operation, and didn't understand what good it would be for them to provoke a demon like this.

For Shuang'er's question, Ding Xiaoyi always smiled and said nothing.

The figure was as light as an ape, pointing to the steep stone wall with its toes, and jumped up a dangerous slope in twos and threes.

Looking down, I saw a vast expanse of forest leaves down the slope, and everything looked like the size of ants.

Picking up the dagger casually, he cut a few deep cuts on the stone.

This kind of action, in the process of climbing, has to be repeated several times almost every few steps.

Shuang'er didn't know, what was the point of his doing so.

"It should be almost there!"

Ding Xiaoyi glanced at the huge cliff, and saw that in the process of climbing up, this smooth cliff had been cut by him, and there were lines of cut marks everywhere.

When Xiaoran saw this cliff, his expression should be very rich.

Thinking of this, he immediately let out a burst of laughter, ignored the confused Shuang'er, carried the rabbit in one hand while carrying Shuang'er, and quickly disappeared on the steep cliff.

On the other side, Xiaoran ran wildly, following the guidance of the flower-headed centipede, and rushed to another place to have a look.

Sure enough, this time it was still a stone monument.

But this time the graffiti is different from before, there are no expressions, but words.

He squatted in front of the stone, and after pondering for a long time, he roughly figured out the meaning of these words.

"I'll wait for you at the top of the mountain! Convex."

The six characters are not difficult to guess, but the only thing that makes Xiaoran elusive is, what does this convex mean?

But he couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it.

After searching around, he found a stone covered in black blood from the bushes.

I immediately understood what was going on.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing these stones, Xiaoran laughed back angrily. After the laughter spread to the surrounding woods, the sound suddenly stopped.

I saw that Xiaoran's skinny cheeks were terribly dark.

He knew that this kid was thinking of himself in this way.

"Ridiculous!"

Xiaoran's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth, and he changed his mind.

Killing him or torturing him could no longer relieve the hatred in his heart. Not only could he not kill him, but he had to feed him, take off his limbs, put him in a vinegar jar, and raise him until he died of old age.

Thinking of this, I saw Xiaoran stepping forward, but the figure was at the moment before the soles of the feet landed.

The boots under his feet seemed to be torn apart by some terrifying force, and they scattered into pieces of rags in an instant.

The billowing magic smoke exploded, and in the next second, Xiaoran's figure disappeared like a black lightning bolt with a "whoosh".

Only a big footprint burning with black flames was left on the spot.

Xiaoran, who was extremely angry, had already recklessly ignited the fire of her own life at this time, accelerating her speed to an unimaginable level.

Wherever it passed, everything withered, and where the magic smoke covered it, it was like locusts passing through. No matter the vegetation or animals were withered and withered, even some wild animals were instantly turned into dry bones.

Chapter 5 and Three: Where is he?

One step is a thousand meters away.

The location of the next stele was found almost in the blink of an eye.

Although he knew that this was the boy's plan to delay the attack, Xiaoran would never let go of any clues.

It is better to be wrong than to let one go.

I was afraid that I would be careless and let go of this kid's hidden real body.

Although this method is a bit stupid, it prevents the possibility of Ding Xiaoyi slipping away from under his nose, which shows that Xiaoran already hates Ding Xiaoyi to the core.

Even if he wanted to turn over the entire mountain, he would never let go of any possibility.

Everything is written on these stones.

But most of them are words that don't hurt or itch.

Why don't you take a rest? I feel sorry for you. Hey, you found everything here?etc.

Although these words didn't hurt or itch, and they didn't even insult him, but Xiaoran seemed to feel that he was more angry than insulting himself.

In fact, he would feel better if the stones were filled with curses written on him.

Because of these curses, in Li Ran's eyes, cursing is no less than a kind of praise.

It's just that after these words were changed by Ding Xiaoyi into these mild greetings, it made him feel like he was being looked down upon.

It's like a child who is mischievous and willful. After turning over the mischief, he only faces a greeting from his parents, "Is the child tired, eat something, and have a good night's sleep?"

How could Xiao Ran, who kills people like hemp and abuses others for pleasure, bear this kind of feeling, smashing a piece whenever she sees it.

The only thing that puzzles him is that there is a raised word behind every sentence. He hasn't figured out what this word means until now.

I don't know how many stones full of graffiti were destroyed.

Xiaoran has gradually become numb.

However, at this moment, a different stone suddenly appeared in his sight.

The words written on this stone are very special.

It's the same as the handwriting he usually recognizes, it seems to be written like this on purpose, for fear that he won't recognize it.

I saw that there were only four words written on it, and the tomb of Xiaoran was not embossed this time.

"Hmph, ridiculous!"

Seeing this, Xiaoran curled her lips, and immediately smashed the stone tablet with a fist.

For a moment, it was as vulnerable as a piece of tofu under Xiaoran's fist, but what Xiaoran never expected was that after the shattered stone exploded, the mound of dirt in front of the stone was also blown by the wind of his fist. And burst into pieces.

He saw the thick yellowish mud splashing out, with a pungent stench, staining his face...

"This!!"

The muscles on Xiaoran's face suddenly froze, and he already had a bad premonition in his heart. Looking at the broken yellow mud on the ground, it seemed to be quite fresh, but there was only a thin layer of soil sprinkled on it.

"Ahhhh~~~"

The mournful roar echoed from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.

The corner of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth raised a victor's smile, he knew that his fresh and stinking bubble, a gift to nature and a gift left to the world, was discovered by Xiaoran.

No matter which method he uses, I believe it is a difficult picture to describe.