Jiang Lian slid one hand up, grabbed the brake valve of the descender, and held the other hand on Meng Qianzi's right waist, and whispered to the number: "One, two, three..."

As soon as the character "three" exited, the descending device was fully opened. The two of them immediately slid down at high speed. Seeing that the distance was almost appropriate, Jiang Lianfa kicked hard on the cliff, and the two swung straight towards the stone platform. At the same time, he exerted force in his hand and pushed Meng Qianzi outwards.

The force and direction were just right, and the rope could no longer withstand this kind of stuttering and suddenly broke. Jiang Lian rushed up the mountain platform and then turned over and looked up.

Meng Qianzi had already landed one step ahead of him, and it was just steadily between the charlatan and the giant snake. The giant snake seemed to feel something, and the snake's head moved slightly, but it still maintained an S-shaped offensive.

The charlatan was caught off guard and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether the situation would be reversed or just multiple people feeding snakes. He opened his mouth wide, dared not breathe or blink.

Suddenly, someone patted him on his shoulder. When he turned around in a daze, he saw Jiang Lian.

Jiang Lian's face was filled with fatigue after the fierce battle, and he seemed to be too lazy to say anything, but just hooked his hand at him, which meant that he would retreat, lean aside, and move out of the open space.

The charlatan's legs are weak and he can only rub his butt back. I heard that the snake's vision is actually very poor, but naturally has infrared sensing ability and can "see" the animal that emits heat. He is now hot, afraid that his hot moving object will attract the giant snake's attention.

However, the giant snake seemed to be only interested in Meng Qianzi.

These two are now facing each other. Meng Qianzi hardly moved much, but his right foot would occasionally step out, draw an arc in place, and quickly retract it, bringing out a very light ringtone.

Ringtone...

The charlatan shivered. He had a very complicated emotion about the ringtone. He couldn't tell whether it was disgusting or curious: it was said that the ringtone was the only sound that could penetrate the Yin and Yang realm, and it was the mouthpiece of the dead, and could convey the unwilling whispers in the underworld to those who could understand...

The giant snake was hissing the core again, and rushed over and the S-shaped twist of the head and body became more obvious. Suddenly, the bloody mouth was lifted, and the snake's head was poked down quickly.

The mouth was opened, and the upper and lower jaws were 180 degrees apart, and the whole head was invisible. Only the flesh-red mouth was as big as a window, covered with snow-white fangs inside, and the roots were like daggers, bringing out a fishy wind to sweep the surface.

The charlatan's throat could not make any sound, and there was no muscle on his body that was not tense. One hand instinctively reacted and grabbed Jiang Lian's ankle tightly: It's over, Meng Qianzi is not enough for it to chew. It's not a problem for her strip to swallow it alive...

Unexpectedly, Meng Qianzi not only did not hide, but took a step forward. Her aura seemed to be more fierce than a giant snake. The charlatan could not see her face, but she had a kind of intuition: even her hair, she exuded a terrifying ferociousness.

She raised her face and met the huge mouth, with a low but terrifying roar coming from her throat.

The sound was heard by the human ears, but the giant snake's attack stopped instantly. The talisman didn't know if he had read it wrong. He always felt that for a moment, the dense scales on the snake's body were slightly raised.

The snake's mouth was closed again and closed, as if it had just yawned in an extremely refreshing way. Meng Qianzi raised his right hand high, matched his five fingers together, shaped like a snake's head, and circled it into a talisman in the air. This talisman seemed very complicated. The talisman could try to imagine the patterns drawn by her gestures, but later, his mind was messy and he couldn't figure it out at all. The giant snake's pendulum-like head was shaking slightly with her gestures at first, but later it stopped and remained motionless.

Finally, Meng Qianzi's hand was also fixed.

After a few seconds, she whistled in her mouth, shook her hand to the side, and said, "Go."

The giant snake's body quickly clamped against the cliff above and dragged it all the way away. It was extremely loud and brought down many small stones, crackling and hitting the helmets of Jiang Lian and the sage standing near the cliff.

Jiang Lian waited for the stone rain to pass before raising his hand and wiped the helmet that was smashed.

***

The charlatan was not able to calm down from the shock, and he kept murmuring, not knowing who he was asking: "Are you leaving? Are you leaving?"

Meng Qianzi did not answer. She half-kneeled down and took off the bag she was carrying. This was a lightweight version of the "mountain ghost basket", from essential tools to first aid medicines, energy bars for filling hunger, and even a small bottle of water.

She opened the zipper, put out the bandages, cotton swabs, iodine spray, etc., coughed twice in her throat, and asked, "Is anyone injured? Do you want to bandage?"

The charlatan quickly looked up and down, and finally found a scrape half the size of a palm on his elbow, and came up: "I, I."

Meng Qianzi glanced at the wound, lifted the iodine spray perfume like a perfume, and sprayed it for him. The force of spraying was so small that he could not smell the smell of iodine without sniffing it hard.

The charlatan said, "Don't you clean the wound? Don't you bandage it?"

Meng Qianzi said: "You can bear with such a little injury. The medicine is precious, don't waste it."

It sounded very reasonable, and the charlatan quietly retreated.

Jiang Lian also came over and squatted down - a few hours ago, someone pointed out that he had a long mouth and wanted to make a request, and he felt that he should be taught - he glanced at something on the ground and asked her, "Look, can I save land... use something?"

Meng Qianzi didn't look at him, she lowered her head and rolled up her sleeves and said, "Turn around."

Jiang Lian turned around honestly and sat down on the edge of the mountain platform. The sound of a charlatan sucking in the cold air came from behind him.

Jiang Lian didn't feel the pain, or maybe his back was a little numb, there was a thick and shallow black in front of him, with shadows of trees of various shapes on the cliff wall, and perhaps rare Chinese herbal medicines.

The cliff top is mostly boiling, but it is too deep here and the sound cannot float down. Looking down, there is a faint brightness in a very far and far place. Maybe a fire bat fell down and ignited a tree or a clump of grass at the bottom of the cliff. But it is still too far from the bottom of the cliff, so those burning fire heads, looking here, just like a few slim candle flames that swayed slightly in the dark, shaking back and forth, unable to break away or get out.

Meng Jinsong should be quick to rescue him, right? But all the static ropes on the fixed points were destroyed, and it would take a lot of time to allocate them again. Moreover, the flying fox would be a big problem; and Bai Shuixiao, how could that woman appear in a strange bat cliff cave? The cave fell to the cave, was that cave the so-called place where the cave god lived? How did she fall into it?

There are still many dark dangers lurking beside me, and there are many things that need to be solved urgently, but there are still a few words in this chaotic thought, which are very tenaciously interspersed in.

——She actually knew.

He never mentioned her where the injury was, nor did she look up, but said "turn it over".

She actually knew, when did she know?

Jiang Lian lowered his eyes slightly. The four sides were quiet, and only the quick and slow breathing and the sound of knife and scissors were left. Debirth was already in progress. A slight slight pain like a dense thread was beginning to come from his back. Jiang Lian was so angry that he grinned in pain, but the pain was distorted between the corners of the eyebrow, and the smile was still quietly climbing up a little unhidden laugh. It was called this cliff, the lonely plants and trees that had grown on the cliff for countless years, and the small grass and insects that were suddenly moving in the cliff... I saw it.

***

Meng Qianzi didn't say anything.

The layer of clothes on Jiang Lian's back was indeed almost worn out, but fortunately there was this layer of cloth, otherwise the back would not be what it would look like: most of them were scratches, with many small bleeding points and tissue fluid oozing out, which must be very painful, but the epidermal cells have strong regeneration power, and as long as they are not infected, they will heal quickly. However, there were several slanted through the back, cut by sharp stones, which were very deep, and directly cut into the flesh. You could even see the yellow fat layer of the flesh, and a lot of blood was bleeding. The wound was really shocking, and she felt uncomfortable in her heart. She could only move as lightly as possible.

Jiang Lian never cried out pain, but his muscles could not stop subconscious twitching, which was even more heartbreaking than crying out pain.

The charlatan was on the side, hissing and sucking in surprise, like a dubbing, Meng Qianzi felt particularly disliked when he saw him: It didn't hurt you, why are you panting here?

After defamation, she was preparing to use medically strong adhesive to bond the wound. The charlatan probably recovered. Suddenly, he remembered the giant snake and asked her: "Miss Meng, how did you do that snake? It just left?"

Meng Qianzi replied: "You have specialized in your skills."

This answer reminded Jiang Lian, and he asked: "Are you just a 'mountain-avoiding beast'?"

Meng Qianzi didn't speak at first, because she didn't want to disturb him. Now she changed her mind and thought it would be better to lead him to keep talking. Once his attention was distracted, the pain would be reduced: "No, that's the 'Fushan Beast'."

She explained in detail the differences between these types of runes.

"'Moving Mountain Beast' is to lead the mountain beast into the aisle, exit the nest and rush around. We don't need this non-major and important occasion because the momentum is too high."

The charlatan Yuer Shen Na has heard of Meng Qianzi's previous feat of "Mounting Mountain Beasts". He expressed his opinion: "This is more suitable for the two armies' battle. I heard that Huangdi and Chiyou used beast soldiers and various bears and thorns (pi, sound skin) and tigers went to the battlefield. Wow, it was a great rush, and the enemy soldiers were dispersed in an instant."

No one answered his words.

Meng Qianzi said down, "The 'mountain beast' is to let the mountain beast avoid it. The bigger the place I want, you have to move out the bigger place for me, or you can stay nearby, but when you see me, take a detour and keep a distance, don't get in the way - I just got off the cliff and drove the flying foxes along the town, and those black bats, if they didn't catch fire and lose their normality, would have avoided me. But a pity, I only avoided a short section and something happened."

Jiang Lian pondered: "What about 'fu'? Is it the meaning of taming?"

Meng Qianzi nodded: "Almost, in Qu Yuan's "Mountain Ghost Chapter", it says that mountain ghosts are 'rides riding on red leopards and following the big raccoons with patterned fur, they are all subdued and tamed, and have been with mountain ghosts for a long time. However, it was in the old days and they still lived in the mountains and forests. This is what they can do. Now, they have moved into the city..."

You naturally have to keep a low profile when doing things.

The charlatan said, "Then you conquer it, why did it go?"

Meng Qianzi glanced at him: "That's not leaving, I'm sending it to do business. It will continue to wander in this area. If there are people of unknown origins, such as Baishuixiao and others, don't blame the snake for not recognizing people."

The charlatan was greatly admired.

So, the giant snake had wanted to swallow him before, but now it turned into a security barrier? With such a big guy here, no one has to be afraid of anyone.

Meng Qianzi also sighed a little: the biggest fear of ordinary people entering the mountains is mountain wolf and ferocious beast, but this is nothing to the mountain ghost; as for dangerous cliffs, high mountains and dangerous waters, it has never been a problem - in the mountains and forests, their biggest opponent is human.

She has never liked to deal with people. Who knows what shape of bones is wrapped in a person's skin and what color heart is wrapped in?

It’s like Bai Shuixiao, she smiles at you, you have to be careful of her having a knife, she says to you, you have to look north and south.

Jiang Lian suddenly remembered something: "She suddenly appeared in the cave. Will there be any secret passages in the cliff that can be opened all the way?"

Is it possible that she lies in the road ahead in advance and waits for them?

Meng Qianzi pondered for a while and shook her head slowly.

The cliff was too high, and she dared not say that the ancestor grandma had explored all the surrounding mountains, but at least three hundred meters above the bottom of the cliff, there were absolutely no holes, no secret passages, and no large gaps for people to enter and exit - the bat cave was probably too far from the bottom of the cliff, and the ancestor grandma thought it was not very important, or like her and Grandma Duan, they were all visually deceived: when you see at a glance that the entire mountain wall was covered with disgusting bats, how could you think there was a hole in it? Besides, bats are dirty and smelly, and they carry viruses, so who would want to get close to it?

The explanation was too complicated, and she vaguely said: "No, the ecological species at the bottom are different from those outside. You saw the giant snake just now, and you didn't dare to come down with her courage. There were always our people on the cliff, and she couldn't get down from the cliff and then drilled through the bat group and entered the hole. I guess... that hole should belong to a mountain intestine."

Mountain intestine?

The charlatan was shocked in his heart: Shan Gui really likes to use human organs to nickname the mountain. What does this intestine... have to do with mountain guts?

Even Jiang Lian couldn't help but turn back: "Mountain intestines?"

***

It is safe now, and we are resting and resting. It is okay to talk more. The glue on Jiang Lian’s back can be bonded more firmly.

Meng Qianzi pulled out the dagger and slashed horizontally on the table. For a moment, stone chips flew everywhere. The charlatan was envious: The dagger of the mountain ghost is so useful. I dare not say that it is as sharp as mud, but it will definitely kill a group of famous knives in seconds. Is Duan Wenxi's words so engraved so much that it has to do with good tools...

She carved a right-angle trapezoid and used the tip of the dagger to signal the straight vertical edge: "This is this cliff."

Another fork was carved about 1/5 of the top of the straight margin: "This is the bat cave in the cliff."

This diagram is very simple, Jiang Lian pointed at the top of the top of the cliff: "This is the top of the cliff, and the mountain ghost's camp is here."

Meng Qianzi nodded and pointed to the trapezoidal oblique edge: "What about this?"

The charlatan replied: "This is the mountain. Our car can only drive to the foot of the mountain, and then we climbed up all the way."

Meng Qianzi said: "That's right, before I came, I saw the mountain spectrum in the Xuandan Peak Forest. To be precise, there are many caves on this mountain in the middle and upper sections."

Speaking of this, she carried the dagger and made many forks in the middle and upper part of the trapezoidal oblique: "But it is very common to have caves in the mountains. Unless the caves are very large, deep and twisty, you will not pay attention to them-and these caves are just ordinary, and you can see the bottom with a glance."

Jiang Lian probably guessed that the □□ parted. He took the dagger in Meng Qianzi's hand and dragged a crooked line from a cross on the oblique side, connecting to the cross representing the bat cave: "The heights of the two ends are not much different. It is very likely that one of these seemingly inconspicuous caves, like the intestine, can lead to the bat cave."

Meng Qianzi smiled: "This is the intestine, like an intestine, lying across the abdomen of the mountain."

She also felt strange: If that bat cave was the hole of Baishui Xiaoluo, how did she fall into it? After all, it was already very difficult to get to the top of the cliff, and she had to break through tens of thousands of disgusting black bats.

It makes sense now: She fell not the bat cave, but the hole on the other side, and that hole was in the mountains. Even if it was remote, there would be people passing by occasionally. There is a legend about falling holes in the local area. Generally, young women will try to avoid entering the hole, but there is nothing absolute in the world. The forests in western Hunan are deep and rainy. What if it rained heavily at that time and they had to go into the hole to hide?

After Meng Qianzi's explanation, the sage immediately felt that the word "mountain intestine" was really amazing. On the surface, the mountain is a solid and thick piece. Most people will take it for granted that it is solid-but what if it is not, what if it is empty-handed? What if it also has a nine-curved ileum in its abdomen?
Chapter completed!