Chapter 12 Mask

The next day, everyone woke up early. The air in the small mountain village was extremely fresh, which also made the fatigues that had just started to disappear. The yellow finch slept soundly. Last night, I fell asleep with a small drop and felt the perfect combination of the small mountain village and nature. The yellow sparrow sometimes sighed, In fact, it's good to come to such a place once in a while. Of course, the premise is to come and enjoy it, and definitely not to see those so-called vampire birds and millennium dragons.

Huang Hailin thought about it for a night, and his eyes were covered with blood. After breakfast, he actually made a decision again and asked Xiaodi to help him get the yellow mud snake. It seems that he will not die until the Yellow River, and he will not return to the city without the dragon.

The yellow finch was extremely depressed and wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to talk to Huang Hailin at all. What made him speechless was that Xiaodi was really a live Lei Feng who was unloaded by a donkey. He responded to his request, as if he had never knew how to refuse others since the day he was born.

Four people followed Xiao Di to the quagmire again. Xiao Diu left the hook. The yellow finch, the crippled Laoqi and Dong Kuiwu were smoking beside them, but Huang Hailin was extremely quiet. He looked at the black quagmire and occasionally asked Xiao Diu some questions. Of course, they were all related to the 'dragon'.

The yellow finch really wants to run over and ask, second uncle, you are not a dragon control, are you? Just say something to Lao Lao Qi, and you are obsessed with this?

But when the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed by the yellow finch. After all, Huang Hailin is his elder. Over the years, the little yellow finch has thrived under his care and protection. Although the yellow finch doesn't like the name given by his second uncle very much, but now this little yellow finch is in the land of Qingcheng. It's like a fish in water. Although it can't eat black and white like Huang Hailin, at least there are a lot of people who give face. All this is given by Huang Hailin. What is his favorite young man at the age of the yellow finch? I'm afraid it's not just money, but also face, prestige, and the group of friends who shout. It doesn't matter whether they live and die together at the critical moment. What matters is the aura and the momentum that envies others.

Many times, the yellow finch himself felt that his life was actually quite good. He lived a leisurely life like this, and I don't know how many times more comfortable it is than those who want to make money every day.

After tossing around for half an afternoon, Xiaodi made two yellow mud snakes, which were slightly smaller than the last time, but the combined weight of the two was much larger. It seems that Huang Hailin was ready for a long-term battle.

Back to the donkey unloading mill, Xiao Diu killed the yellow mud snake, put his blood and went to cook. The yellow finch had a lot of things in his heart, but in the end, the lame old seven couldn't help but first came to Huang Hailin's side, looked at Dong Kuiwu and the yellow finch, and then said, "Second brother, you, do you really want to see that beast?"

Huang Hailin lit a cigarette and said, "I must see it, but I still want to capture it. I want to see what the dragon is."

"Second uncle." Huang Que was shocked. "Uncle, you heard Xiao Diu last time. He is not sure. As for his perverted strength, I don't think Uncle Kui Wu is an opponent, right?"

"I'm not his opponent!"

Dong Kuiwu answered honestly. This is the first time that Huang Hailin has heard Dong Kuiwu say such a frustrating word. He has no confidence in what he said. He is convinced. Xiaoduo's strength and speed have that abnormal momentum. No matter from that aspect, Dong Kuiwu sighs that he is not as good as himself and is happy to submit.

Huang Hailin looked at the crowd. Naturally, he knew the worries and fears of these people. From the wolf cat he saw on the first day, to the yellow mud snake and the blood-sucking bat behind him, all this revealed strangeness. He didn't know what the unknown dragon was. He went to catch it like this. Huang Hailin himself was also worried. .

"Second brother, we don't have any tools on hand now. With a few firewood knives in this mountain village, you think you can beat those perverted beasts. Second brother, it's okay for me to be lame. I've done too many things to my parents in my life. It's really good to die in this small mountain village with green mountains and green water, but you... ...And the sparrow boy? Is he still young?" Lazy Laoqi said something, but he didn't know whether he sent it to his heart or deliberately pulled the yellow finch out as a shield.

Huang Hailin really glanced at the yellow finch, and then stared, "Did you hear what your seventh uncle said? When the dragon came out, you just hide aside. Don't come over, okay? In case something really happens to the second uncle, as long as you don't lose your family, you won't have to worry about eating and drinking all your life.

"Second Uncle..."

The yellow finch screamed. Although he was a little moved in his heart, he also cried secretly. The yellow finch was not a fool. The group of guys in Qingcheng gave their face because they had their own second uncle carrying it in front of him. In case the second uncle couldn't stop, the yellow finch was really a yellow finch, just a small bird in the sky. Talking about October Maple, it is estimated that in less than three days, someone will come to make trouble.

"Second Master, have you really made up your mind?" Dong Kuiwu asked with a lingering lingering heart.

Huang Hailin turned his head and said, "What? Kuiwu, are you afraid too? Dong Kuiwu, who came through the wind and waves, used to be the jungle king of the border battlefield. Is that so bold?

Dong Kuiwu smiled and said, "Second master, to be honest, I'm a little nervous. However, Kuiwu's life was given by the second master, and Kuiwu listened to the second master in everything."

Yuzhong, this guy is Yuzhong. The yellow finch glanced at Dong Kuiwu. This dead wood made the extent of Huang Hailin's death simply made the yellow finch feel ashamed.

Lame Lao Qi saw Dong Kuiwu's statement. Even if he really didn't want to do it, he could only hard at this moment. He looked at Huang Hailin and said, "Second brother, Lao Qi's life is worthless. He can take an adventure with the second brother once. Lao Qi is willing. Second brother, if Lao Qi really encounters something bad. My father still wants you to take care of one or two. Lao Qi will definitely bless the second brother and bless October Feng.

Huang Hailin's face said, "It's really not promising. Why are all the people who follow me Huang Hailin so promising? Back to Qingcheng, don't humiliate me like this again. With my Huang Hailin's bite, you won't be hungry.

In the eyes of the yellow finch, the second uncle has this personality charm. The words he said are very plain, but it always makes people feel warm as spring, and always makes people willingly give up. The yellow finch reminds of the couplet of October Maple, 'The world is gold and silver, and the gods and ghosts in the world can make friends'.

Everyone else says that people talk nonsense, but in Huang Que's opinion, as long as he can be regarded as Huang Hailin's friend, he uses his most sincere mentality to get along with and negotiate with others. Therefore, Huang Hailin makes October Feng known now, which is absolutely It's not accidental. There is almost no need to advertise now. As long as others ask about the first pawnshop in Qingcheng, everyone will naturally say such a thing. October Maple, No. 33 Fengwei Lane, Qingcheng Ancient City District, is not bullied.

It seems that there is no room for negotiation. Dong Kuiwu and the two guys, the lame seven, also have the determination to die at worst, and Huang Hailin does not see that the dragon's heart is not dead. Only the yellow finch suddenly becomes the object of key protection.

Naturally, Huang Hailin will not fight an uncertain battle. Although the conditions are limited, what can be used still needs to be used. Xiao Di said that the evening before dawn was the golden period to lure the beast. The last time was in the evening, and this time, Huang Hailin planned to arrange his time in the dawn, because the evening became more Toss, it will get darker and darker. Only in the period before dawn will it be beneficial to you.

As for the manpower, there are only a few people, plus a small thrower, no boy, not to mention other people, even Huang Hailin has no confidence. In terms of weapons, ropes, machetes, and a bow made by Xiaoduo himself, the rest is nothing. If there are two jungle shotguns, it can stabilize people's hearts. A lot, but what kind of situation is said? Since there is no such thing, it can only be done.

In a word, Huang Hailin doesn't know what the outcome will be tomorrow, but he has come to this point. If he doesn't look for the answer in his heart, he will not be reconciled to die. Mr. Cao said that everything pays attention to fate, and the legendary treasure is the same. Huang Hailin always feels that this old man There was something in the words. After dinner, Huang Hailin took the opportunity to call Mr. Cao aside and asked solemnly, "Old man, how much do you know about wearing intestines?"

The old man shook his head and said, "I've told you everything I know. What's wrong? Mr. Huang, are you still so persistent that you must get the sausage jade?"

Huang Hailin frowned, looked at Mr. Cao and said, "Even so, old man, please tell me."

Old Cao laughed and said, "As I said, you should pay attention to fate in everything. If you are really the person who is destined to wear your intestines, you can naturally get it. Otherwise, you will never touch your finger."

Treasures have spirituality, which is true, but to this extent, Huang Hailin is a little suspicious, but looking at the expression of old man Cao, the old man refused to say anything more.

Old Cao raised his head, suddenly looked at the sky again, and sighed softly, "One more day, only one day. I've lived 90, which is enough. Mr. Huang, remember what you promised me, take the little one out and leave the donkey to unload the mill."

Huang Hailin nodded, "Master, what Huang Hailin said will definitely be done."

"Thank you!"

Old Cao coughed twice, "Xiao Diu is a bitter child. He was abandoned in the jungle before he was born three months ago. Therefore, I named him Xiao Diu. His name is cheap and hard. This boy now responds to this sentence. Mr. Huang, after going out, give him a meal and let him feel the world with his heart. Just be kind and calm. Don't let him do evil. Otherwise, God can't control him.

"Don't worry, old man, I will do it."

Old Cao nodded and said, "With your words, I'm relieved that people are also a kind of fate. At this time, the donkey meets you. I also know that this is the fate between you and Xiao Diu, so I have this unkind invitation. I know you are also very embarrassed, but I really have no choice but to stay all the time. In the donkey's grinding, Xiaodi, he is no different from a beast.

As he spoke, the old man Cao stood up trembling slightly, and Huang Hailin quickly went to help him.

Suddenly, Old Cao stared at him, shook his head, walked forward alone, and said to himself, as if he had deliberately told Huang Hailin, "People, once you wear the mask for a long time, you will never take it off."

Huang Hailin's whole body trembled fiercely, sweating coldly, and stood on the spot.