God Pet Has Opened Up For Me Again

Sun Changming changed a river. There are many large and small rivers around the village. It is said that they all flowed into the "Mengjiang" seven hundred miles away.

The older generation of pearl pickers said that there are fist-sized pearls everywhere in the Mengjiang River, but as long as ordinary people enter the water, they will be gnawed by all kinds of vicious creatures until their bones are left.

Sun Changming didn't think about those things. He manipulated the little loach and searched the river for several days, and so far he has found nothing.

It's not that Sun Changming doesn't work hard, it's that the little loach is not obedient these days.

As long as it encounters something, it wants to eat it.

Sun Changming always had to stop searching, grab something to feed the little loach, and then the sun was about to set.

In the past few days, the little loach has eaten a total of seven large and small crabs, 12 all kinds of fierce fish, and nine long and short water snakes.

As long as the little loach is full every day, a warm current will be sent into Sun Changming's body. Yesterday, Sun Changming could see clearly that under his lower abdomen, those warm currents gathered together and formed a very complex text, which looked a bit like Sun Changming. I's traditional dragon character, but there are some differences.

Today, the little loach is a bit strange, lazy and passive.

This guy has been growing like crazy recently, it's already over a foot long.

Is this still a loach? This is a fat snake.

But it has a beard and often shakes its head, probably feeling quite imposing.

Halfway through the half-month life tax period, Sun Changming had no choice but to catch a crab the size of a sea bowl and threw it to him: "Hurry up, eat your fill, and work hard."

The little loach rushed up, and it didn't take long to eat clean, not a single crab shell was left.

However, Sun Changming found that this guy became more lazy after eating, and lay there without moving.

Sun Changming poked his finger, and the little loach twitched all over!

Sun Changming was taken aback, this guy is the guarantee of his and his sister's survival, don't you die?

He turned around in a hurry, and suddenly the little loach opened his mouth and vomited something out. Then he became brisk, twisted his plump body, and took the initiative to dive into the water.

Sun Changming picked up the thing. It was a dagger, similar to his own knife, but the whole body was snow-white, like bone and jade.

Sun Changming suddenly realized: are the teeth and carapace that the little loach ate changed?

What's the use of this thing? Everyone knows that bones are definitely not as hard as steel.

He held a knife in one hand and a bone dagger in the other, and slashed each other, the knife was cut off with a ding!

"This..." Sun Changming stared at the bone dagger, good guy!

Sun Changming's first reaction was to immediately get some muddy water, smear the bone dagger into a mess, and then tie the handle with rags, which looked like a rusty broken knife.

Then, Sun Changming hid himself and attached his soul to the little loach.

Today's little loach was extraordinarily hard-working, swimming like a fly, and was stared at by a two-foot-long fish in the middle. Sun Changming judged that the little loach must have undergone some changes that he did not know about. Tail flick.

Snapped!

The tail slapped on the head of the fierce fish, and the bones of the fish collapsed and exploded in an instant, and the blood and minced flesh shot out in the water!

Sun Changming came to a loach and turned his head. Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a long time, and then he ran away quickly.

It won't take long for the smell of blood to attract those big evil creatures in the water.

…

When the sun was about to set, Sun Changming found a pearl the size of a broad bean in the deepest part of the river. This is the largest one Sun Changming has found so far.

But that mussel was also the largest, bigger than the pot at home.

When Sun Changming dived down, the water flow startled it, and it quickly closed the clam shell, like a **** pot on the bottom of the water.

Time was running out, and it was too late to drag it to the shore, so Sun Changming pulled out his bone dagger and stabbed it.

The thick shell of the clam was as soft as tofu under the bone dagger. Sun Changming easily took the pearl, moved up quickly, and hid the pearl underwater before jumping out of the water.

Sun Changming, who was soaking wet, quickened his pace, the sun was about to set, and the coldness was even more severe. If it was before, Sun Changming in this state would have been frozen to the point of trembling.

But since that warm current condensed into a symbol, Sun Changming was no longer afraid of this gloomy cold.

At the same time, Sun Changming's heart was fiery: there are still seven or eight days left. If he can find another pearl, when he pays the tax next time, he can be bold enough to exchange some meat for his sister.

The two brothers and sisters hadn't seen meat and fish for several years. The last time they ate meat was when their parents were alive.

…

The next day, another day of nothing.

Most of the hard work of the pearl pickers is in vain. A small pearl can basically guarantee the ration of adults. In the past, the little loach had not recovered from the injury, and Sun Changming could only guarantee the rations for the brothers and sisters.

Now, there is some ambition.

There are several rivers near the village, and it is difficult to find pearls. He plans to stop work early today and go to a farther and more dangerous river tomorrow.

With the bone dagger, he was stronger than before, so Sun Changming dared to take risks.

Just as Sun Changming returned to the village, a few light spots appeared in the sky in the distance. He only glanced at it and then lowered his head and continued on his way. It was the immortals of this world, or more accurately called monks.

Most of the time, these monks who fly high above the nine heavens will not have any intersection with ordinary people.

But when Sun Changming was about to get home, the light spots just went outside the village, and then crashed into the village.

Crackling!

A series of electric lights burst out, the light spots swayed in confusion, fell from the sky, and crashed into the village crookedly.

Boom—

A big pit was knocked out on the ground, and a plume of blue smoke rose.

Sun Changming was secretly amusing, the cold poison in the village of no households was not only harmful to ordinary people, but those monks who were caught off guard and rushed in would also have to suffer.

Three men and two women crawled out of the big pit, all young, handsome and beautiful, dressed in gold and silver, and looked extravagant.

"There's something weird in this ghost village!" A male cultivator with long and narrow eyes glanced around with full of alertness, and soon saw Sun Changming.

He immediately showed a posture of responding to the enemy, raised his hand, and there was a small crystal sword about a foot long, coming from the void and pointing at Sun Changming not far away.

Sun Changming looked at the movement of the flying sword, and a judgment came up in his heart for no reason: it was rigid and not agile enough.

In his mind, the movements of the little loach in the water appeared one by one, and he felt that that was the pinnacle of flying swords.

"It's just an ordinary villager, you don't need to be like a big enemy." Another young monk stopped Feijian and looked around: "It was the evil spirit here that caused us to fall."

Speaking of evil spirits, their faces were a little scared.

A round-faced girl said timidly, "Or... let's go back."

Several male cultivators shook their heads together: "Everyone has come."

One of them asked Sun Changming, "There... is it Fenqiu?"

He was referring to the big mound behind the village.

The owner of Jingying Xiaojian laughed and said, "I asked Yu Bing. He is a vulgar village boy, how would he know about a place like Fenqiu?"

Sun Changming's cooperating performance was stunned: "What is Fenqiu?"

"Hahaha." The owner of the crystal sword laughed loudly.

Several people took out a map and compared it for a long time: "It should be here."

Sun Changming thought that his sister was still at home waiting for him to have dinner, so he turned to leave, a small sword flew in the air, rubbed the tip of his nose and blocked it in front of him, the sharp sword light swept over, and a few strands of black hair in front of Sun Changming's forehead fell off.

"Did you let you go?" Xiaojian's master raised his eyebrows and shouted sharply.

Sun Changming frowned and turned to look at them.

No one paid any attention to him, a group of monks were still studying the map, Xiaojian pointed at Sun Changming's eyebrows!

"Fenqiu..." The eldest cultivator came over and asked, "It's that big mound. Has anyone in your village been there?"

Sun Changming shook his head dumbly: "No, the grandfathers in the village all said that the place is a big grave, where undead monsters are buried, and can perform seven, seven, forty-nine kinds of magic. He jumped out on his own, grew eyes, hands and feet, and hacked his master to death..."

As he spoke, he danced and danced, showing what the hatchet looks like with his hands and feet growing. His funny appearance made several monks laugh, and he scoffed at Sun Changming's statement in his heart.

Sun Changming said kindly, "Don't go. Grandpas said that no one can come out alive."

He knew that the more he said that, the less these people would care.

Sure enough, the monks waved their hands: "It's none of your business, let's go."

Sun Changming turned around and left. Every night, none of the monsters who went to Datuqiu to worship their ancestors could come out. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

These people, Sun Changming felt like the protagonists of those terrible horror films in the last life, and they knew they were going to die from the beginning.

The three men and two women cultivators quickly set off towards the big mound. On the way, the round-faced girl asked in a low voice, "Can a hatchet really grow eyes and hands and feet?"

The male cultivators laughed again: "Do you also believe what the village boy said?"

"Villagers with little knowledge, seeing some weird things, can always make up many terrible legends."

"However," the older cultivator thought for a while and said, "It may be an illusion, or it may be some kind of materialized supernatural power."

"You still have to be careful." Another female cultivator said, "Leave the instruments and treasures that you don't usually use outside."

The treasures of the life will not be affected by the magical power of materialization.

The owner of Xiaojian took a bag, and everyone packed up the extra things on their bodies, put them in the bag, and hid them in a tree hole outside the village.

In a small river next to the big tree, a small loach flicked its tail and swam back gracefully.

The hatchet's eyes and hands and feet were of course fabricated by Sun Changming.

He also prepared several stories such as "thimble turned a snake and strangled a peasant woman", "bamboo horse opened its blood basin and ate a child", but unfortunately he didn't have the chance to tell it.

If you listened to my advice, of course it would be fine to leave obediently; if you don't listen...you won't be able to use these things anyway, so you might as well give me a discount.

With the attitude of the master of the sword towards him, the last sentence of persuasion has already been done with benevolence and righteousness.

When Sun Changming returned home, Han Mei rushed over happily: "Brother!"

Bah!

Being fooled every day is the same.

As for those things, Sun Changming was not in a hurry. It was about to get dark, and no one in the village would go out at this time.