Chapter 11 Festival

It's all different. "

Obviously, after seeing the real body with the severed hand, there was no fear of the alien at all, and she kept asking curiously. The voice sighed, already losing the strength to answer. When she asked the 98th question, that hand finally stretched out and blocked her mouth: "Please stop, can you? Go faster, it will be dark! "

"It's dark... well, what if it's dark?" Na Sheng struggled to free his hand and continued to ask.

"My strength will be weakened when it gets dark!" His hand replied coldly and hit her hard, "Not only will I not be able to protect you by then, I may not even have the power to talk to you with a phantom voice-let's go. !"

Na Sheng was startled, and finally stopped the conversation and tried to trek down the mountain. Knee-high snow hindered her footsteps, she staggered and fell several times.

"Oh, you don't seem to be capable." Falling down in the snow again, the sheng who fell back almost pressed against that hand. Seeing her embarrassed, he sighed helplessly: "I'm unlucky when I run into you."

"You can afford it, why don't you fly over the sky by yourself?" After earning a few times, the Sheng was also annoyed. "People are walking hard, cold and hungry, you are here to talk coldly!"

"Okay, okay, get up." Seeing her annoyed with that hand, she got angry and got out of her back, pulling her up, "I can't use my power casually—the less I use, the better, otherwise It's easy to be caught by those ice endors.""Bing Yi?" Reaching out and grabbing that hand, standing up, Na Sheng heard a new name, which she hadn't heard of from Sumo, "It's the guys who made you look like this. ?"

"Let's go." For the first time, as if reluctant to say more, the one hand held her to continue down the mountain.

Before dark, Na Sheng finally reached the bottom of the mountain.

The air gradually warmed up on the road, and sparse plants have been seen below the snow line—the appearance of those shrubs is indeed unseen on the land of Zhongzhou.

Na Sheng, who lives on the edge of Lancang, knows a lot about vegetation, but at the moment he doesn't know one kind. She touched a two-foot-tall bush full of red fruits in a daze, and there was a gurgling sound in her stomach-she hadn't eaten anything for a day.

"You can't eat it." Seeing her hand stretched out to the attractive piece of red fruit, that hand suddenly grabbed her, "It will die."

Na Sheng pressed his stomach, frowned, and his fingers pulled up another purple moss sticking to the ground: "This?"

"Let go, if you touch the leaves, your hands and feet will fester." That hand quickly pulled up the moss and threw it away, "Don't touch the things here—there are zombies underneath, and the things that grow out of the soil can't be eaten. ?"

However, his stomach was terribly hungry, Na Sheng lay on the ground looking for it, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "Carrot!-This is always okay?" She moved like a rabbit, and before the hand could react, she rushed over. A handful of them grabbed the emerald green leaves and quickly uprooted the tubers under the soil.

"Huh?" He pulled it out with a puff, and when he saw the underground tuber, he was dumbfounded-unexpectedly... it was actually a golden radish? It was actually in human form, like a fat baby."People... ginseng?" She grabbed the young leaves and looked in front of her for a long while, she blurted out, "It's a big tree."

"Ha!" The voice in his heart laughed, but did not speak.

At that moment, Na Sheng suddenly moved when he saw the "Ginseng" in his hand! As if struggling, the pale golden human-shaped tuber twisted and suddenly let out a baby-like cry.

"Damn!" With a shock, the Sheng subconsciously threw away what was in his hand and backed away, "It's so ridiculous!"

As soon as the "ginseng" tree touched the soil, it quickly burrowed into the ground. However, just halfway through, the hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed the emerald green leaf, and pulled it up again with a pop.

"It's Xueyuezi." The voice laughed, "Good thing—you are such a fool."

"Xueyuezi? What's that?" I heard that it was a good thing, and when he saw the broken hand holding the wiggling monster, he happily asked, "Can it be eaten?"

"..." The hand remained silent, seeming to have been defeated by her, "No. This is for medicinal purposes!"

The Dongba girl let out a very disrespectful "groo" in her belly, and finally sat down on the ground in disappointment: "I'm starving to death... You're fine, don't worry about your stomach."

"Okay, get up and get up—you'll get to the Tianque Mountain Pass after a long walk! There are many things you can eat." The voice sighed, dumbfounded, "Go, it's going to be dark."Na Sheng raised his head to look at the sky, the twilight had already enveloped the cloud and wasteland, so he could only get up and said, "Okay..."

"You pull the hairpin," the hand said to her.

"Why?" The mountain was already warm, and Sheng was tearing off his leggings, and he was startled by the words.

"Prick the hairpin into the roots of Xueyongzi-use gold to stop it, so it won't escape into the soil."

The Sheng snorted: "I can't eat it, why do you want it?"

"... It is a very precious medicine."

"Precious? In other words, very valuable?" Na Sheng finally got interested and took off the hairpin.

"That's it."

"Puff", the copper hairpin pierced into the tuber cleanly, and the wiggling plant finally became quiet.

"Ah, my hairpin is also very precious, but don't lose it." The Sheng muttered, and carefully put Xueyuzi with the copper hairpin in his arms, preparing to get up, and suddenly her eyes lit up. Looking ahead—"Hey, look! There is a fire over there! ... It seems that someone or someone is lighting a fire over there!" Seeing the light burning in the thick twilight, the joy was pleasantly surprised-after spending a day with these monsters, I finally saw it How did the trail of her companion make her unhappy?

"Be careful." When she ran out, the hand suddenly caught her. Then when she lowered her head to ask in surprise, she saw that hand quickly marked these two words in the underground soil.

"Ah? Is there a monster in front of you?" Na Sheng asked hesitantly, startled.

The hand shook, denying her speculation, but continued to write: "Enemies and friends are unpredictable, be careful. Hide me so that no one can tell."

Na Sheng patiently watched it finish writing each word, wondering: "Why did you stop talking suddenly?"

"At night, power consumption is unavailable."

Na Sheng was immediately shocked by the words that he quickly wrote down. She didn't dare to be careless, and quickly took off the heavy coat and spread it out, her hand bends her elbow in cooperation. Na Sheng wrapped the severed hand and tied a package to his back.

She walked towards the distant fire a little nervously, dragging her feet hungry and tired.

"Ge Laozi, I have finally passed that damned mountain..." I have heard the long-lost Zhongzhou dialect before the bonfire. Although the voice was rude and unpleasant, it sounded like Xianle to Na Sheng at this moment.

I am from Zhongzhou! Unexpectedly... There are actually a group of travelers from Zhongzhou ahead!There was a burst of joy in her heart, and her footsteps suddenly became much lighter, almost rushing towards the bonfire.

"Stop!" Suddenly, the hand inside the package behind her back pulled her vest through the clothes, and quickly wrote two words. She slowed down in amazement, not daring to speak out, only wondering in her heart: "Why?"

"It's different." She severed her hand against her back, and rewritten the next two words. After a pause, he wrote again: "Avoid!"

However, at that time, Na Sheng had already ran to a place less than ten feet away from the fire-under the big tree in front, as expected, surrounded by a bunch of people in Zhongzhou costumes, shouting and drinking by the fire, making noise. She couldn't see anything abnormal, but she felt the high tension of the hand behind her, and she still reluctantly stopped.

However, before she turned around, a person slightly far from the fire casually looked up in her direction. When the bonfire went out, she suddenly recognized the man's face:

-Somo!

As if the trek caused him to consume his energy, the puppet master's expression was indifferent and weary, and he held the little puppet who was no more than two feet tall in his arms. However, even though he knew that the other party couldn't see, when he looked over, Na Sheng's heart still jumped for some reason, and he subconsciously stepped back a few steps and disappeared into the shadow of the tree.

While the other party did not notice, she left the group of people and turned into another thick shade.

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The night has come, and the sky is dark below the sky, the shadows of the trees are faint, and there are strange animals calling from time to time. Na Sheng turned a corner until he could no longer see the bonfire, then sat down and fumbled, being careful not to make any noise."Are you afraid of him?" As if I could feel her mentality just now, that hand suddenly wrote on her back and asked, "Who is he?"

"His name is Sumo-he came here from the snow mountain with me." Na Sheng sighed, feeling hungry and tired, and replied in his heart, "Yeah, I'm afraid of him. I can't tell why I'm afraid." -He, he looks so good-looking, better-looking than all the women I have seen! But...I can't tell."

"He is very strong." After a moment of silence, his hand suddenly answered three words. After a pause, he wrote again: "Avoid him."

"Huh?" Na Sheng laughed silently, and untied the package from behind by the moonlight spilt among the leaves. "Are you afraid of him too?"

As soon as the package was loosened, that hand jumped out, making a helpless gesture, and writing on the palm of her hand: "If I haven't been sacked, of course I don't have to be afraid of him."

It was written very quickly, some words were not recognized by Sheng for a while