"Soul-inducing lamp!"
Xiao Yi squinted his big, delicate eyes and stared at the strange green light in the sky. WWw.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.COm
Wen Leyang took out two carrots in his busy schedule and gave one to the little girl: "What is it?"
Xiao Yi held up the carrot and stamped his feet angrily: "Why don't you know anything? This is a soul-inducing lamp. The people in Crow Ridge use it to lure corpses and guide the way! Grandpa went to deal with the seedlings in Qiniang Mountain, and the people in Crow Ridge took advantage of it. We’re here, what should we do?!” The people of Crow Ridge raise dead bodies, refine dead bodies, and control dead bodies. They rely on neither the Taoism of Shan Zong nor the witchcraft of Southern Xinjiang, but the weird methods passed down by Tuo Xie. In the eyes of the world, It is 100% evil.
"But..." Wen Xiaoyi paused, looking at the ink-like dark clouds in the sky, and a cute question mark wrinkled in his eyebrows: "How dare the people in Crow Ridge put out the soul-inducing lamp at this time?"
Wen Leyang took a moment to bite off a piece of carrot: "They dare to come here, what else can they not dare to do!"
Wen Xiaoyi curled his lips and muttered in a low voice, "No knowledge, no skills." Then he quickly explained to him: "The soul-inducing lamp in Crow Ridge, like Miao Bujiao's natal Gu, is released with blood. The soul lantern is most afraid of rain. Once it is extinguished, the person putting the lantern on will be seriously injured."
Wen Leyang smiled. You can't fly a kite on a rainy day.
Wen Xiaoyi glanced at him slightly surprised, but he could still laugh at this time.
Wen Leyang, who was full of anxiety just now and wanted to climb the tree, seemed to be a different person now, with a steady and determined smile on his face, chewing carrots sweetly.
"Do you have a way to deal with it?"
Wen Leyang was brought back to his original state by the little girl's words. He curled his lips and smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You can't run or hide, you're so scared!" As he said that, his expression became solemn again: "Hurry back to the house, unless I call you, Otherwise, don’t come out if you hear any noise.”
Xiao Yi shook his head firmly: "It's safer to follow you."
Squeaking, the old man Wen Shulin who was talking to Wen Leyang just now staggered out again, carrying a long package in his hand: "This is for you, it may be useful!" After saying that, he put the package into Xiao Yi's arms. As soon as I stuffed it, I went back. It was much faster for him to go back than to leave.
Wen Lejiang and the little girl opened the package with great longing and saw a long-handled bird gun covered with rust. Trumpet. There are also several small leather bags tied to the handle, which contain iron sand, gunpowder, and flint. This kind of thing is extremely old, and its manufacture dates back to the late Qing Dynasty. Not only is the operation complicated, but the range is also very short. It is difficult to lose when playing table tennis. It comes in handy when you're in a hurry, but it's useless if you're playing tennis, unless the opponent is a near-net player.
Wen Xiaoyi was very smart. After tinkering for a while, he figured out how to use the gun. He first stuffed iron sand and gunpowder into the muzzle of the gun, strung the twisted paper out of the gun chamber, and finally struck a few flints to ignite it. The muzzle pointed upward. He muttered: "I don't know if I can still..." With a bang, a puff of black smoke rose up, and Wen Xiaoyi's hands and feet trembled and he began to spin in circles.
Not to mention, the old stuff is of good quality and can still be used after so many years.
The soul-inducing lamp shone with a faint green light, which was extremely eye-catching in the dark night sky. Soon it had floated over the red leaf forest.
Wen Leyang and Wen Xiaoyi walked to the south of the red leaf forest in the direction where the 'soul-inducing lamp' floated.
Wen Leyang squinted his eyes and looked into the air, and whispered to Xiao Yi: "Help me load the gun!" The soul-inducing lantern was a green lantern, floating quietly about twenty meters above their heads.
Wen Xiaoyi was quick with his hands and feet. He quickly packed the iron sand, gunpowder and paper and handed it to Wen Leyang: "It's too high, I'm afraid I can't hit it."
"Try it!" Wen Leyang took aim, and then found that the gun had no crosshair at all. He had never seen a gun with a bell mouth that had a crosshair.
There was a loud bang, thick black smoke filled the air, and suddenly there was a shrill scream in the air. A huge figure fell heavily to the ground with the sound of gunfire. Wen Leyang covered Xiao Yi behind him and quickly retreated, lighting the fire. Throwing the gun aside, the index and tail fingers of both hands slightly clicked on the cuffs, already stirring up a trace of poison. The snapping sound of the Wen family's fingers is to ordinary people the laughter of Yama.
A Yuan covered his body which was riddled with holes, looked at the two people with a resentful look, and ran away in a bound.
Wen Leyang looked apologetic and explained to A Yuan's limping back: "That gun, one shot at a time..." The soul-inducing lamp was still hanging in the air, and the green flame seemed more enchanting.
There was a putrid smell in the stuffy air. There was also a faint muffled sound at the foot of the mountain where the red leaf forest was located.
Xiao Yi ran over and picked up the gun. Compared with Wen Leyang, the little girl seemed to have more confidence in the big speaker: "The corpse evil should not be able to enter the forest. Grandpa's restriction is not only for dealing with living people."
For more than two thousand years, although there was no direct conflict between the Wen, Miao, and Luo families, they all regarded each other as imaginary enemies. Naturally, the fourth master also had methods to deal with the corpse evil in the restrictions set up at the edge of the forest.
Layers of fishy wind roared and roared, and the thick, salty stench rushed to the red leaf forest like a stormy wave. A thick black line flew from the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, and the trees on both sides were broken in the unwilling wailing. , within ten minutes, a horrifyingly large python rushed from the foot of the mountain into the forest. The snake's body was larger than the largest millstone. As it swam over, the smaller trees were crushed into pieces by its huge body.
Thousands of purple arcs passed through the black clouds, and soon the entire sky was cut into pieces by vein-like lightning. The dull thunder began to roll and stir, mixed with the sound of the big snake roaring through the mountains and forests. The brilliant power of the sky was completely blown to pieces. The silence of the mountains!
Heavy rain is coming!
Wen Leyang had never seen such a big python. It is estimated that a person could stand and walk into the snake's belly without getting stuck in the snake's belly. Xiao Yi let out an ouch, and in shock, the loudspeaker accidentally pointed at Wen Leyang's head: "The Luo family's How can a person lure a snake?"
Wen Leyang quickly jumped aside. Even if the power of the gun was small, it would not be a problem to create a Wenmao after it went off fire.
What surprised them even more was that no one thought there was such a big guy hiding in their backyard. Even a township-level meat factory couldn't feed it for three days.
The moment the giant python pounced into the forest, the surrounding trees suddenly trembled like chaff. Thousands of red leaves peeled off the branches and fell gracefully. The originally unique red leaf forest became transformed in the blink of an eye. It was as desolate as a dream, with thousands of red leaves intertwined and falling, and a red rain gradually filled the forest until it covered the air, sight, and breathing.
Wen Leyang and Xiao Yi were both stunned by the sudden beauty.
There is only a leaf between extreme beauty and death.
The red leaves flowed in the air, as if they were still looking back at the branches where she once lived, and finally gathered into a hundred-foot red curtain, dancing and falling.
But there was not a single red leaf on the ground.
All the red leaves seemed to have eyes, and in the most perfect dancing posture, they gently attached themselves to the giant python.
Every time a red leaf came close, the snake's body would tremble in pain, then scream and struggle hard.
Not long after, except for the head and eyes of the dozens of meters long giant python, the entire body was wrapped in red leaves layer by layer. Thick black juice kept pouring out from the giant python and spread through the red leaves. The cracks splashed onto the ground, raising wisps of gray smoke.
There is corrosive poison in the red leaves. Such an attack, let alone a snake, will sooner or later turn into a lump of iron even if it is a Transformer.
Wen Leyang's eyes widened with excitement. The tree was just an ordinary red-leaf camphor tree. No matter how free Mr. Wen was, he couldn't paint every leaf with poison. This tree would lose its leaves in winter, and the work duplication rate would be too high.
The poison is placed on the roots of the tree.
Wen Xiaoyi also said to him with a beaming face and a proud face: "Grandpa said that this prescription is called Ruanhong Shizhang!"
This name shows that the fourth master is a classical romantic, and his thoughts are more delicate than the wrinkles on his face.
The big snake struggled unwillingly. Every time it shook, large pieces of gray-white meat would peel off from its body. It would beat a few times with a stomach-churning squeaking sound, and slowly turn into black water.
The 'Soft Red Ten Zhangs' cannot be tolerated by living or dead people, and it will be corroded into a puddle of black water by the poison in the red leaves within a few moments. However, the fourth master obviously did not expect that such a big guy would break into the forest. , although his body is already riddled with holes, he can still crawl.
While struggling painfully, the giant python raised its head towards the soul-inducing lamp in mid-air, completely ignoring Wen Leyang and Xiao Yi.
Just when it was about to be corroded, the big snake suddenly jumped, wrapped in thousands of red leaves, and shot up like an angry red dragon!
The giant python's body didn't jump very far. It stiffened suddenly and fell heavily from the air. Under the heavy red leaves, the snake's body had become pitted, with holes the size of a basin everywhere. Even if it was really injured by a train, He should die now.
The lightning in the sky reconnected into pieces, lighting up the sky in an instant.
The giant python's body crashed to the ground. As soon as the body, which had long been corroded by the poison, hit the ground, it was thrown to pieces. The open space in the forest was filled with scattered scales and pieces of flesh.
Wen Leyang breathed a long sigh of relief and murmured in a low voice: "It's so red!" He reached out and took out a carrot from his arms, broke it in half, and handed half of it to Wen Xiaoyi.
After a leaf rain, countless red leaves were still hanging on the branches, including the "soft red ten feet" of the Fourth Master, and a few more of these big snakes were also taken away.
The little girl carried the big speaker and reached out to pick up the carrots, but Wen Leyang didn't let go. He was staring at the python's head, a little stunned...
The giant python came with great force, and then the red leaves were flying, and the evil beasts were rolling, and there were layers of lightning and thunder in the sky. Now the giant python was finally killed by the 'soft red ten feet', and the world that was still furious and boiling just now suddenly became quiet, and everything The sound disappeared instantly as the giant python fell upon him. Only then did Wen Leyang realize that something was wrong with the python.
It has no eyes.
There were no eyes at all in the eye sockets as big as the mouth of a teacup, just a pair of deep black holes. Some frightened maggots were struggling to crawl out of them with their fat bodies hunched over. (QuanBen Novel Website www.QuanBen-XiaoShuo.com)