Chapter 126： bridge

This scene came too suddenly, too unpredictable, and Su Bai was completely without a little precaution;

Fortunately, Su Bai is considered to be well-informed. This kind of thing will not affect his mind too much. It is just that the picture in front of him has become unsightly from the previous practice of practicing swords. After instinctively horrified, Su Bai resumed his heart and stopped, and keenly captured the impressions of a cloud like a cloud in the position of these men and women. These marks were not available before, so Su Bai can be sure .

Passing through the images of men and women who are doing things, it feels like a 5D movie, as if it is immersive, but there is nothing to look at when you look at it, especially these female Taoist priests, waving in robes When the sword comes, there is a bit of dusty temperament, but when the clothes are stripped and do that kind of thing, the figure is too dry, not too good-looking, which may be related to the daily diet of these Taoist priests. relationship.

When Su Bai walked through this small pavilion, the spring map on the small pavilion continued to be painted and painted. It was not that the men were persistent, and Su Bai also noticed that the men should still look a little tender. And from the image analysis, the age is not big, plus Taoism pays attention to a solid and cultivated yuan, think of the environment in the mountains, they usually have difficulty in reaching the female color, one by one, purely a monkey Fast gunner

But once or twice, it’s almost the same. They have been seven or eight times in a row. This has already squeezed their body a bit. This further proves that from this video record, they should be evil, leading to such madness. The ground began to do this kind of thing, Su Bai even thought about it, a few more times, whether the job below them should be bleeding.

After passing the pavilion, the main hall finally arrived. It is a building that looks like a little Taoist school. Although it is covered by blue tiles, it naturally reveals the atmosphere of a Taoist home, and it fits perfectly with the surrounding environment.

Just from the foot of Su Bai to the temple, there is a wooden bridge.

The bridge is generally built to the point where it is difficult for humans to cross, such as rivers, such as valleys, but here, the wooden bridge is the wooden bridge, and below it is the rock in the field, at least from the observation of Su Bai. There is no reason to build a bridge here.

And watching, it is not like to do ornamental decoration.

In short, every place here may have mysteriousness. If you are not careful, you may have problems. Even if it is a catastrophe, Su Bai’s heart is very transparent. Although there are fat people, they have a group of people in front of themselves. But I am not 100% safe.

The wooden bridge is not very long, nor is it very high. It is about ten meters long. The height is not visible, because the bridge is not hollow, but solid, and it is very different.

But no matter what, this wooden bridge is the only way to the temple.

After Su Bai had been delayed for a while, he finally started on the bridge. The first foot stepped on. Nothing special. He continued to move forward two steps. Su Bai suddenly saw the dense fog rising in front.

Subconsciously stepped back two steps, Su Bai got off the bridge.

Look at the front, not the slightest fog.

After licking his lips, Su Bai knew that there was no way to do this. He only knew that there was something wrong with the front and he had to go forward with a hard scalp.

Once again on the bridge, this time Su Bai was much faster. Similarly, thick fog appeared and quickly wrapped the Su Bai.

Su Bai walked and found that it was wrong. The bridge of ten meters long was just a hundred meters away. How could it be seen except for the rest of the bridge and the bridge railings on both sides?

At this time, in front, there was a figure, the figure was very fat, and the body was obviously blessed;

The physical characteristics of this person are really obvious, that is, fat.

"Fat?"

Su Bai shouted.

But the figure did not respond in the slightest.

When Su Bai is close, the other party is still so vague.

However, the closer it is to the shadow, the more Su Bai feels that his pace is getting heavier and heavier. This kind of heavyness carries a gradual rhythm, as if there is more inertia in his body. It’s impossible to whiten and retreat at this time.

The body image of the fat man is a whirlpool, and the suction force is getting more and more terrible.

When the suction force reached a top, Su Bai could not support the pressure and fell to the ground.

"Hey!"

The dense fog around disappeared in an instant.

Su Bai saw his foot, not a wooden bridge, but a cement bridge.

Standing up, looking around, surrounded by villages and towns, there is a river under the bridge, there are several ships in the river, the ship is a very old-fashioned kind of ship.

In the same way, in the heart of Su Baizhen, across the bridge, a small chubby pier with one hand holding a popsicle, holding a banknote and jumping around to come here.

From the eyebrows of Xiaopangdun, Su Bai can see that the fat pier should be a fat man when he was a child.

Seeing this scene, Su Bai has a spectrum in his heart. He should enter the memory world, or a spiritual world. As for how the bridge intercepts people's memories, or is rubbed, Su Bai can't. know.

But Su Bai is clear, he should now think about how to get out of this **** fat memory memory world.

"Uncle, your money is gone."

Xiaopangdun has already reached the front of Su Bai at this time, pointing to the ground and said.

Su Bai did not care, just smiled, and he had a fart on his body. This method of making fat people is too low-level. Of course, now it is estimated that the fat man who is about ten years old will be relieved.

Xiaopeng Duan saw that Su Bai was not fooled, did not say anything, pouting and preparing to leave.

When he walked to the side of Su Bai, Xiaopang suddenly slammed into his white **** with his ass.

Su Bai had already noticed the intention of this little fat man, and couldn’t help but raise a anger. If this is really the memory world of the fat man, then Su Bai does have a reason for anger because the cement bridge has no railing. It is the two large steel plates that are spliced ​​together across the bridge.

This was considered a common bridge in rural areas ten years ago, and even until now, there are still many such bridges.

Xiaopeng’s buttocks hit Su Bai, but Su Bai did not move. Xiaopeng Pier himself was bounced off by the reaction force. Two steps went to the other side of the bridge, and the body swayed like it was about to fall. Ground.

Su Bai stretched out one hand and grabbed the back of the little fat man.

"It hurts... hurts..."

"If you are so small, you will not learn well. Is there something wrong with your brain? This is murder."

Su Bai knows that the fat man is not a good child. The honest and honest appearance hides a hot heart, but if the fat man is such a character from a young age, then Su Bai really has to measure the way he interacts with the fat man. .

At a young age, because the teasing people didn't succeed, they thought about hitting people into the river. What should they do if they drown?

This is not just a bear child naughty can explain the past, in fact, in today's network information age, a child knows that things are much more than adults imagine in the early ten years, and many are actually hidden under the bear child's skin. A dirty and terrible heart.

"I didn't hit people, I hit a ghost." Xiaopangdun immediately shouted.

ghost?

Su Bai subconsciously looked at his soles and found that his feet were really suspended, and the bridge had a few centimeters of drop.

"You ghost, in the broad daylight, dare to come out and let go, Xiaoye, I am the grandson of the old Shigangzhen old head, don't let my grandfather see you, or you will be finished!"

"Oh, it’s quite flat."

Su Bai smiled and took the little fat man down the bridge and threw him on the ground.

Xiaopang’s mouth yelled at the old grandfather’s mouth, but it’s not a mixed-minded society, but a dialect idiom. The old man is usually a person who organizes a series of things in a white matter, and is responsible for arranging some matters related to the burial. In the past, it was a folk Taoist.

Su Bai is thinking about how to get out of the memory world of this dead fat man and kill him. Is it ok?

This thought flashed out of time in Su Bai’s mind. Xiaopangdun also felt the murderousness in Su Bai’s gaze. Immediately, he was scared and shrunk his neck. Obviously, he was not picked up as a ghost and was cleaned up by ghosts. Now he is not How much courage left.

However, just as Su Bai didn't think about how to clean up the situation and the way to break the game, on the other side of the road, there was an adult and a child.

Both of them are dressed in Tibetan nationality. The little boy's skin is very dark, his nose is very high, and he walks very calmly. The grown-up is a bit old-fashioned.

"Grandpa, when are we going home?"

"Isn't it good here?"

"No, I miss the mountain in my home and miss the eagle at home."

"Oh, good boy, you are here waiting for your grandfather for a while, and when your grandfather returns, he will take you home."

"okay."

The Tibetan boy stood in the same place, and the old man got on the bridge, then crossed the bridge and disappeared into the field of vision.

Su Bai looked at the Tibetan boy, and the more he saw it, the more he felt, except that the skin color gap was too big, it was like a mold.

Just as Su Bai was ready to scream and ask for two questions, on the bridge, there was another little monk. The little monk was a very cute bald head, dressed in a blue cicada, holding a bead on the left and holding a fossil on the right. bowl,

But the inside of the bowl is not a vegetarian meal, but a coin and a banknote.

The little monk tried his best to maintain his own style, but every time his eyes fell on the bowl of his own hands, the corners of his eyes could not help but smoke.

Obviously, he himself feels like this,

It’s like a meal.