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 kilometers 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 fierce things to the bone.

Sun Changming didn't think about those things. He controlled the little loach and searched in this 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.

Whenever 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 was even more lazy after eating, paralyzed there and didn't move.

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, and then the whole body was brisk, twisting his plump body, and diving into the water on his own initiative.

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 understood: Are those teeth and carapaces 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, make the bone dagger dirty, and then use a rag to tie the handle, which looks 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 fish bones collapsed and exploded in an instant, and the blood and minced meat shot 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 quickly fled.

Before long, the smell of blood will 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 the mussel was also the largest, bigger than the pot at home.

When Sun Changming dived down, the water flow alarmed it, and it quickly closed the clam shell, like a big black pot buckled to the bottom of the water.

Time is running out, it is too late to drag it to the shore,

Sun Changming pulled out the 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 under the water before jumping out of the water.

Sun Changming, who was soaking wet, quickened his pace, the sun was about to set, and the gloomy and cold air was even heavier. 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, he can be bold enough to exchange some meat for his sister when he pays the tax next time.

The 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, and 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.

It was difficult to find pearls in several rivers near the village. He planned to finish 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.

Sun Changming had just returned to the village when a few spots of light appeared in the sky in the distance. He only glanced at it, 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 happened to be outside the village, and then crashed into the village.

Crackling!

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

boom--

A large 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 is not only harmful to ordinary people, but those cultivators 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, pointing at Sun Changming not far away.

Sun Changming looked at the movement of the flying sword, and a judgment came to his mind 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.

"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."

When it comes to evil spirits, their faces are 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 large mound behind the village.

The owner of the 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 looked bewildered: "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, and 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.

"Let you go?" Xiaojian 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 cultivators were still studying the map, Xiaojian pointed at Sun Changming's eyebrows across the air!

"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 tricks. Some people have been there before, but they have a hatchet on their body. He jumped out on his own, grew eyes, hands and feet, and hacked his master to death..."

As he spoke, he danced and danced, what did the hatchet look like with its hands and feet growing? The funny appearance made several monks laugh, and he sneered at Sun Changming's statement in his heart.

Sun Changming said kindly, "Don't go, the grandfathers 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.

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

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

The male cultivators laughed again: "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 formation, or it may be some kind of materialized supernatural power."

"Still be more careful." Another female cultivator said, "Leave the instruments and treasures you don't often use outside."

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

The owner of Xiaojian took a bag, and everyone packed up the excess 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 leisurely.

The hatchet grew eyes and hands and feet, of course Sun Changming made it up.

He also prepared several stories such as "thimble turned a snake and strangled a peasant woman", "bamboo horse opened its bloody pot 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 if you left obediently;

With the attitude of the master of the sword towards him, the last sentence of persuasion is already benevolent and righteous.

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

Pah!

Being fooled every day is the same.

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