Chapter 9 Yellow Mud Snake

"Blue Canghen?" Huang Hailin repeated softly.

The old man nodded and suddenly smiled and said, "Yes, according to the wishes of Pangu God, he didn't want to make a small tributary here at all. He had no choice but to exert too much force, and the mountain collapsed. Therefore, this place will appear to be isolated from the world."

This old man said something that he didn't know whether it was philosophical or nonsense. In a word, the yellow finch was confused. Huang Hailin didn't seem to understand it very well, but his purpose of coming here had largely been seen through by the old man in front of him, saying that he was to test the water quality, and he was also an expert. It is unlikely.

The old man coughed twice and lit the dry smoke, but suddenly looked at Huang Hailin and said, "What belongs to this place will always be here. Those that do not belong to this place will choose to leave one day, Mr. Huang, right?"

Huang Hailin was stunned, "Old man, what do you want to say?"

"Tay what you think!"

After saying that, the old man turned around and said, "Go back, go back, have breakfast, barley porridge, and fresh pheasant chicken. I went to make it before dawn. I hope you like it."

The yellow finch followed the old man thoughtfully, but the old man slowed down. When the yellow finch came to him, he whispered, "Young man, this place is predestined to you."

"Ah?" The yellow finch was stunned.

"You, you will gain."

The yellow finch can't understand it even more. This old man, his speech is extremely profound, or this donkey is a well-level cultural person. Now he says to himself what is predestined and harvested. What can he gain? Is it possible to catch a wolf cat and sell it to Qingcheng Zoo? The yellow finch didn't dare to touch that thing. He shouted in the middle of the night, and his soul would be scared away.

The yellow finch followed the old man with doubts. Huang Hailin kept hovering questions about dragons in his mind. He came here for this purpose. Naturally, he would not give up if he didn't reach his goal. Dong Kuiwu walked at the end, but he couldn't help looking at the pool with a lingering lingering heart. To be honest, he really has no idea about this place at this moment. He really wants to come with something strange. Not to mention Huang Hailin, even he doesn't know if he can protect himself.

Back to the donkey unloading mill. Before eating, Huang Hailin took out some things in his bag and sent them to the villagers, such as candy, cigarettes and so on. Huang Hailin played a lot about the operation of interpersonal relationships. Naturally, the yellow finch naturally understood that, after getting things, the villagers dealt with this group of uninvited guests. The attitude is also a little better. It is no longer the anger of yesterday. You know, it is because of Huang Hailin and others that there was almost a disaster yesterday. More than a dozen or twenty wolf cats are more difficult to deal with than more than a dozen big wild boars, because the beast is flexible, fast, and most importantly, poisonous.

The porridge is delicious, especially with fresh chicken. The taste is really delicious. The things in this place are definitely a little mutated in nature. I don't know if it's psychological or really so. Anyway, everyone thinks the taste is very good. The yellow finch didn't know what the wild beef was last night. I was all scared. Today, I finally realized the benefits of a little donkey unloading and grinding. The old man said that he had a harvest. If the harvest was just to taste the delicious food here, it would be too not proportional to the price he paid. You know, his life was in danger.

If I had known this, he wouldn't have come to kill the yellow finch. If you have nothing to do, October Feng will talk to Liu Jinyin about the cultural development of the island country. If you don't go to the tea shop in the ancient city to listen to the old god stick boast about the heroic feelings of that year, it's better than here.

Huang Hailin ate three bowls of porridge. It can be said that this is the breakfast he has eaten the most in more than a decade. After eating, he winked at Lao Qi. The two seemed to have gone out unintentionally, lit a cigarette, and looked at no one around. Huang Hailin said carefully, "Lao Qi, it seems that The old man knows a lot of things, but I'm sure about this dragon.

Lao Qi hesitated a little, "Second brother, the more I think about it, the more afraid I am. Xiao Di also said that it may not be a dragon. It really doesn't work. Let's stay for a day or two and go back."

"Go back like this? Don't you feel too sorry for this trip?" Huang Hailin took a look at the lame old seven and gave him a forced injection.

The crippled old seven smoked two cigarettes fiercely, "Second brother, what do you think?"

Huang Hailin thought for a while and frowned, "Tell me, what did you think the bird you saw last time looked like?"

"Bat, bat!"

"Yes!" Huang Hailin nodded and then raised his head. "I feel that everything in this place is a little mutated. Think about it. If the wolf cats I first met when I first came here, could there be such fierce beasts? Now, I want to confirm one thing. If it succeeds, I think I can probably know what the big black bird you are talking about is, but we should also remember that the beast will suck blood. Be careful in the future.

"Second brother, what do you want to prove?"

Huang Hailin trampled the cigarette on the ground. "Go and call Xiaodi and ask him where there is an eel. I really want to see what the eel here looks like."

"Uh-huh!"

After saying that, the crippled Lao Qi went straight to the wooden house. After a while, he called Xiao Diu out, but when asked, Xiao Diu didn't know what the eel was. Huang Hailin tossled for a long time before Xiao Diu figured it out and said with a smile, "Uncle Lin, are you talking about the yellow mud snake? You want to use that thing to attract vampires, don't you?

Huang Hailin was stunned and was extremely surprised. It seemed that things were really the same as he imagined. It is rumors that eel blood is the most attractive thing for bats. Someone once painted it on the door panel of other people's houses. In the middle of the night, countless bats pecked at it. When the owner's house opened the door, the bats hid cleanly, so Well, there have been many times, and others think it is a ghost knocking on the door. Now, the yellow mud snake mentioned in Xiaoduo's mouth should be the yellow eel, and it can attract vampire birds. Does it prove that the big black bird is a bat? However, the lame old seven has said to Xiaoduo that the bird is very big, and the lame old seven even looked at it and said that it opened its wings. The arm can be more than one meter. Huang Hailin can't help but weigh it. The bat that can reach more than one meter with its wings spread. If it really wants to suck blood and kill, it is really a horrible existence.

"Can the yellow mud snake attract blood-sucking birds?" Huang Hailin pretended to be calm and asked.

Xiao Di nodded, "Yes, the vampire bird likes to eat yellow mud snakes most."

Huang Hailin looked at the lame old seven. The lame old seven immediately said, "Xiao Diu, can you make some for us for lunch?"

"Of course no problem, you wait!"

After saying that, the boy rushed into the wooden house, then came back with a bag and shouted, "Go to the black quagmire over there."

When the yellow finch heard that Xiao Di was going to catch some yellow mud snakes, he and Dong Kuiwu also rushed out of the wooden house quickly, leaving only the old man with the dry tobacco. Looking at the direction of everyone going away, he silently took out the dry cigarettes and smoked.

After following Xiao Diu for nearly half an hour, he finally came to a place. The dark mud pond water looked a little disgusting. When Dong Kuiwu was young, he heard that he had been in the tropical jungle for a while. When he saw this mud pond, he couldn't help saying, "Is there no crocodiles in this place?"

Xiao Di turned out the things in the bag. It was an iron hook with the length of chopsticks, and a thin black thread. After tying the thin thread to the hook, he took out a wooden fork and pounded it in the woods next to him, and caught more than a dozen blood-red earthworm-like creatures, one by one through the iron hook. Up, after wearing five strips, he slowly threw it in along the cracks of the rotten leaves next to the mud pond. There was an iron block tied to the iron hook, slowly sinking down. About two meters of thin lines, and then stopped. Xiao Diu tied one end of the line to a small tree and clapped his hands. "The yellow clay snake will come in a while. It's done."

Huang Hailin lit another cigarette. Since he came to the donkey unloading mill, he seemed to have been addicted to smoking, but the lame old seven knew that this was something in his heart. At this moment, he still didn't understand why the second master in Qingcheng fell in love with this dragon.

The yellow finch did nothing and turned around. Occasionally, it looked at Xiaodi's thin thread tied to the iron hook and asked, "Xiaoduo, what kind of thread is this?"

"Spider's, black-bellied spider's, vomit a lot a day and can't stop pulling. The yellow mud snake is so strong that other threads can't be caught."

"Oh!" The yellow finch said, in fact, he doesn't even know one.

After smoking two cigarettes, there was still no response. Xiao Diu was not in a hurry. Maybe it would take so long to catch this kind of thing, but Huang Hailin couldn't stand it and walked over. "Xiao Diu, can you catch the yellow mud snake?"

"Definitely, this season is just right." After saying that, Xiao Di sat on the ground and seemed to be neither anxious nor dry.

Lame Lao Qi smiled and said, "Second brother, this is not like your style of doing things. The second brother in Lao Qi's heart is always very calm."

Huang Hailin was stunned for a moment and suddenly felt his change. Yes, in Qingcheng, who doesn't say that Huang Hailin is a gentle person? But now, he is impatient and smokes desperately with his mouth tilted. Huang Hailin knows that it's all because of something in his heart. If he can really find the answer in his heart this time. He will be ecstatic.

"Yes, second uncle, wait a minute. The things in this place are not as good as our Qingcheng. The fishing grounds in Qingcheng are all artificially raised fish. If you can't catch one in the morning, who will go?" The yellow finch comforted him and then lowered his voice, "What's more, this is fishing for yellow mud snakes. Things in this place are abnormal. Uncle, you have to be psychologically prepared at that time."

Although the yellow finch has some pranks, I can't help thinking, what does the eel here look like? Won't it grow feet?

Suddenly, Xiao Di raised his hand and made a silent gesture. Sure enough, the black line kept trembling, reflecting colorful light under the sun.

Then, the black line shook more and more violently, and the things in the mud had been hooked. They struggled desperately under it, gradually straightened the black line, and the small tree tied up was also bent.

Xiaoduo's eyes were quick-catching. He rushed over and pulled the black line to untie it from the tree, then pulled it back and quickly recovered it. The yellow finch was a little excited. Everyone rushed to the mud pond, but Xiao Diu shouted, "Go away!"

Before he finished speaking, with a crash in the mud pond, a yellow rope suddenly jumped out of the mud surface and ran directly over the head of the yellow finch. The tail did not forget to slap his face hard. The yellow finch shouted and squatted down.

Looking back again, Xiao Diu had subdued the 'yellow mud snake'. The yellow finch wiped the mud on his face desperately and stood up straight. He found that everyone opened their mouths and looked at the monster on the ground. The yellow had black spots, and the shape was similar to that of the yellow eel. At this moment, it was covered with dirt and his body was tense, and occasionally He also bounces and struggles, but he is almost a mother. The shoulder pole has grown.

The yellow finch pushed the lame old seven next to him and joked, "Uncle Qi, if there is this in the vegetable market, how much can it be sold per catty?"