Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World Chapter 265

"Boy and girl?"

Chi Qiaosong really couldn't associate the two old corpses with virgins and virgins: "Lao Tu, how can you tell that they are virgins."

Tu Shan didn't answer, just tore off the cloth strips from the corpse and pieced it together piece by piece.

I actually put together two clothes that children wear, the patterns, styles and sizes are all festive clothes worn by children, but the styles are not modern clothes.

"grumble."

Ren Qiongdan continued to translate: "Lao Tu said that as far as he knows, there is an evil ritual that seals virgins and girls in a well to make the well's soul, so as to spy on the path of yin and yang.

These two virgins were probably stuffed into the Longan Cave after being carved by the Bloody Dragon, and sacrificed as the soul of the well.

But it's hard to say why they became old men and old ladies. Looking at the clothes, it seemed that they were still alive and growing in the well, and then they broke the clothes abruptly. "

"Sounds weird." Chi Qiaosong frowned.

Tu Shanzhi thought for a while, and then said, "Gee."

Ren Qiongdan translated: "Perhaps this boy and girl died, and it was only after he was transformed into an evil spirit that he broke his clothes... Boss, you can see that this old man is evil too!"

"Um?"

Chi Qiaosong ran "Xiao Dao Wang Qi Shu", and he saw that although the old man's body was normal, there was still a trace of evil spirit inside, so the situation was clear.

Those who dig the Dragon King's Well sacrificed boys and girls as the soul of the well, and gave eyes to the **** dragon.

Try to use this pair of well souls to illuminate the road of yin and yang.

However, it is a long time ago. Rao is evil and has an end of life. I am afraid that this old man with a good soul will not be replenished, and he will be forced to death by time.

"It's also pitiful." Chi Qiaosong sighed with emotion, "Ren Qiongdan, pack up these two corpses and take them back to the fertile fields."

"Yes, boss."

Then the three chatted for a while, trying to infer what age they were from the clothes on the two Jing Hun corpses.

It's a pity that the clothes have been soaked in water for too long, and many details have been worn away. It is not easy to judge only from the general style. And children's clothes, there are not many historical features.

"Anyway, it's not the style of the Republic of Xia. This Dragon King Well, and the Bloody Dragon below, were definitely not built by modern people."

After resting, Chiqiaosong dived again.

With the previous experience, he no longer focused on the stone carving of the **** dragon, endured dizziness, dived all the way to the bottom, and saw the ferocious dragon head again.

He stepped on the blue and green stones and groped, walked to the small dirt bag at the Longkou position, and looked at the small dirt bag carefully.

"Like a tomb!"

He wasn't quite sure that there were no tombstones in this earthen bag, it seemed to be watered with mortar, and there were dense clam shells inserted outside. Clam shells are divided into colors, and pictures are drawn with clam shells of different colors.

However, firstly, the mussel shells are relatively loose, and secondly, the colors are variegated, so the painting is not very clear.

It can be discerned vaguely that there are four color paintings of clam shells on the four sides of the small earthen bag.

One side is a crooked dragon-shaped pattern, and the color of the clam shell is blue-gray; one side is a big and small tiger-shaped pattern, and the color of the clam shell is white; The tortoise-shaped eucalyptus, the color of the mussel shell is black and gray.

"Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Suzaku, Xuanwu?"

Chi Qiaosong felt that the clam shell color painting seemed to be the four legendary spirit beasts, but the painter's skills were too rough.

Qinglong was made into a dumb crocodile, White Tiger looked like a big fat pig, Suzaku couldn't see his head and feet, and Xuanwu was even more crude and funny than Wang Ba.

"Compared with the **** dragon carved on the wall of the well, it is almost a hundred and eight thousand miles away."

He wanted to try to pull out a clam shell, but out of the corner of his eye he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a silver ribbon wrapped around the small dirt bag, glistening in the light of the headlamp.

Turning his attention to it, he quickly saw that it was not a silver ribbon, but two dragon whiskers extending from the dragon's head.

In many paintings about real dragons, there are two long beards just above the dragon's mouth and on the left and right sides of the dragon's nose, which are very flexible and curved.

And this stone carving of the blood-sucking dragon also has two long dragon whiskers, which surround the small earthbags one after the other.

And still decorated with some kind of silver liquid.

"Like a river, eh, why does it feel like the two dragon whiskers are twisting and twisting, so that they are a bit similar to the Yellow River?" On the background wall of his office in the dredging office, there is a map of the Republic of Xia.

There are three great rivers traversing the vast land.

The north is the Black Water, the Central Plains is the Yellow River, and the south is the Yangtze River.

At this moment, the two dragon beards turned out to be like two Yellow Rivers with inverted mirror images, sandwiching the small soil bag in the middle.

"Is it a deliberate imitation of the Yellow River, or is it an unintentional coincidence?"

Unable to tell the difference, he squatted on the edge of the sink: "The liquid is like mercury, but not as bright as mercury. It can sink under the water, and its specific gravity must be heavier than water, and it does not mix with water."

He was a science student in his last life, so he became interested in the liquid in the dragon's beard sink.

He took out a wooden stick and put it into the dragon's beard sink to stir it. If it was not corrosive, he was going to collect some and bring it up, and then figure out its ingredients.

However.

Just as the wooden stick was stirred, the two dragon whiskers seemed to come to life suddenly, and the silver liquid quivered and rose from the sink.

Then suspended at the bottom of the well, like two large snakes several meters long.

"what?"

Chi Qiaosong was stunned: "What kind of thing is this evil?"

Immediately, it was a great joy again. Don't care about anything, as long as you can fatten the fields, you are a treasure.

But the next moment, he discovered the strange thing, these two large silver snakes, trembling and twisting, gradually grew claws, beards, scales, and transformed into two silver dragons, one big and one small.

Then he opened his mouth, let out a silent roar, and rushed towards Chi Qiaosong.

"go!"

Chi Qiaosongyu's envoy Shancai Longnv turned into a golden light and shot at the two silver dragons, one big and one small. The lucky boy was weak and his fighting power was relatively low, so he had to rely on Shancai Longnv to fight.

"Hahahaha."

The speed of the golden light is not fast, but fortunately, the speed of the big and small silver dragons is not fast.

However, when the golden light flew away, the bodies of the big and small silver dragons quickly merged together again, seemingly unharmed, and still roared towards Chi Qiaosong.

"The Dragon Girl of Shancai is born with a divine stone embryo, and has a miraculous effect on restraining evil spirits, but it has no effect on these two... large and small silver dragons?"

Chi Qiaosong raised his hand, Shancai Longnv flew back and turned into an Oriental Lion watch.

Holding the Ghost Head Sword, he quickly poured his strength into it, and then slashed out with one sword. The sword light swept across the two silver dragons, and the overflowing sword energy even twisted the silver dragons into pieces.

However, the broken body of the silver dragon~www.mtlnovel.com~ was restored quickly.

Immediately afterwards, it hit Chiqiaosong's chest and stomach.

Jingle!

The golden battle suit transformed by the yellow gourd flashed golden light, blocking the damage of the big and small silver dragons to him, but his body was knocked over by Peiran vigorously.

Because it was in the water, Chi Qiaosong couldn't take advantage of his strength, so he turned several somersaults.

Although he was not injured, he made him ruthless: "No matter what evil you are, you have to give me obedient and fat fields!"

The Ghost Head Sword danced again, twisting the large and small silver dragons into a pile of silver fragments. Seeing that there were signs of recovery, he directly reached out and grabbed a silver fragment.

Then, with a flash of inspiration, he simply took a sip of Qi to communicate with the red gourd to see if he could put the silver shards in it.

I didn't hold out hope, but I never expected that the silver shards were put in smoothly: "Uh... This big and small silver dragon, isn't it a living thing?"

Red gourds cannot hold living things, not even fertilized eggs.

But seeing that the big and small silver dragons were about to recover again, he didn't think about it any longer. The ghost-headed sword twisted and smashed the silver dragons into large and small pieces again. Then, before the recovery, he put them into the red gourd one by one.

Ask for a ticket~

Chapter end