The Portal of Wonderland

Three days later in the morning.

With a huge package half a person tall, Shi Lian arrived alone in the mountains that often hunted animals, and turned over seven or eight mountains in a row, eventually to the edge of an abnormal green green bamboo forest.

It took him half an hour to circle around this hundred acres of bamboo grove, and after discovering some traces, he gently dropped the huge package in one direction of the bamboo grove, from which he quickly touched a small iron lift, and began to dig a trap on the nearby ground.

Strangely enough, however, Shi Mu was cautious and seemed afraid of making too much noise.

But then, by the size of this tank, after digging deep into the pit, the sky was already noon.

Stone pasture removed some bottle tanks from the package, poured some unknown powder and liquid into the pit bottom, covered the surface of the giant pit with some thin branches, and took many bamboo leaves out of the bamboo grove and covered it with a layer of dust.

In this way, a sophisticated trap is arranged.

Ishima looked at what she had arranged and showed satisfaction.

This trap layout method and what's in it, he learned from the Bell Industry Secret, otherwise even if he cultivated the knife technique to one breath and seven chops, this time he will be able to grasp it a few more points.

Then he looked at the sun hanging high in the sky, judging the specific time, and then he touched a paper bag out of his arms without saying anything, and when he opened it, he revealed a golden dough.

Ishima then poured all the unknown liquid from a vial onto the object.

An unspeakable fragrance of flesh emerges from the dough.

“I hope this bait recipe from the old hunters in the city really works, otherwise the material alone costs thirty taels of silver. ”

Ishima said to herself, her wrist trembling, and the golden dough flew down to the center of the trap.

Then he grabbed a dark wooden knife and an unusually fat emerald green cloak from the package, put it on his body and threw it at a nearby boulder, then went back to the trap and fell down, motionless.

In the distance, the trap was empty and no slight abnormality could be detected.

At this time, Shi Lian, holding his breath, the hot air ejected at the nostrils almost faded away, his eyes stared dead at the bamboo forest, his eyes didn't blink, and relevant information appeared in his mind again.

A golden rat, aka a a drug rat? It is a strange animal unique to Quanzhou. It is a mutant species of a common speckled mountain rat. When it is born, it will bite other small rats in its own nest. Three months later, after giving birth to golden hair, some herbs can be found to swallow themselves.

A year later, the golden mouse matures completely in gold, and then it fully stimulates the power of its gift to easily find some rare medicines. Therefore, if the rat is tamed, no less than a natural master of medicine, it has always been priceless in the market, often tens of thousands of taels of silver cannot be obtained, rarely sold.

Ishima also caught up with a wild fox near the bamboo grove one time before inadvertently discovering that there was a famous golden silk mouse hidden here in Quanzhou, a natural surprise.

However, he did not move slightly at the time.

Though not a spiritual beast, Golden Silk Mouse is naturally timid and cautious, and runs like lightning, often with astonishing speed to illuminate fiction and seduce people. If it fails to strike, the likelihood of catching it again is minimal unless the lightweight martial arts is amazing.

During this period of time, whenever Ishima comes to this mountain practice, she dedicates a period of time to study the pattern of activity of this golden mouse.

Now that he has cultivated the wind chipper knife method into one breath and seven pieces, and obtained the trap and potion layout of the bell worker's secret, he is determined to do it today.

……

Just as Ishima set the trap and prepared to capture the golden silk rat, a gray old man in the lobby of the Golden Tabernacle Museum in Fengcheng said to Wang Tianhao without any good anger:

“What the hell are you doing? Let you go to the Golden Family this time to see if there are any women you like. Who let you hurt the Golden Family's brothers? ”

“Uncle Xu, how can you blame me? They said they wanted to ask me to point out some martial arts. I just didn't stop. But then again, the Kim family, apart from one stone jade ring is not bad, other people are simply rubbish, didn't even catch me, wasted my half day.” Wang Tianhao hit Hao with his hands and mouth. He looked disgusted.

“You son of a bitch, the Golden Family is our royal ally in Quanzhou. Who told you to do it this time? In this way, I have to wipe your ass and personally pay a gift to the old Jin family. Starting today, you will stay here, do not cultivate the ‘hybrid style' of firearms, and do not leave the martial arts half-step.” The old man Xu glanced at Wang Tianhao and said that there was nothing he could do.

“I don't care. In half a month, it will be the more skilled days of the four martial arts museums, and I just need to make a good effort.” Wang Tianhao replied with a smile.

“Hmm, just because you're careless, I'm not sure I'll be watching the competition in half a month.” Uncle Xu snorted.

“Oh, so you're saying, what's wrong with other martial arts?” Wang Tianhao listened, but was struck by the spirit and rushed to ask.

“You're such a martial arts nut! I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep at night if I don't tell you.” Uncle Xu saw this, but he couldn't help but laugh.

“Hey, Uncle Xu knows me best.” Wang Tianhao revealed a hint of flair.

“To the best of my knowledge, this time Fei Hong Wu Museum seems to have invited an extraordinary genius from elsewhere in order to be able to change the bottom line of previous years. I heard that although he is not a bloodline, he is born with a thick earth body?” Uncle Xu said positively.

“Earth Body? The one known for his defense?” Wang Tianhao finally showed a surprising look.

“Hey, hey, you just know the horror of a thick earth body. In my opinion, with your current firecracker, you may not be able to break each other's defenses.” Uncle Xu replied hey hey.

“Perhaps I can't break the defense of a martial arts body, but I know a Toyotomi martial artist can definitely do it. If he could also take part in this martial arts competition, it would be really wonderful.” Wang Tianhao suddenly laughed again after a slight indulgence.

“Oh, are you talking about the ‘fierce fist' you mentioned the other day?” Uncle Xu snorted and his eyes flashed brightly.

“Not bad, I've seen it do it myself, the strength is definitely more than a kilogram, otherwise you will never be able to fold iron by hand.” Wang Tianhao said without thinking.

“Well, according to you, this fierce punch is quite powerful enough to restrain the body of the earth. Unfortunately, however, this contest can only be attended by samurai under the age of eighteen, who, since he is the leader of a small gang, is probably over this threshold.” Uncle Xu said indifferently.

“Yeah, I wouldn't have walked away so easily if it wasn't for that reason. If this fierce boxing is really my age, why should I go to war with it to defend the name of my first martial artist in Fengcheng?” Wang Tianhao nodded and said arrogantly.

Uncle Xu listened, a little speechless.

My brother-in-law is anywhere, it's just a little too obvious.

……

A few rustling sounds!

Seven black blade shadows rolled past each other, smashing a few pale yellow shadows into pieces, and eventually chopping them onto something of an entity.

zhī zhī

A fist-sized golden-haired beast screamed and immediately fell from the air into a giant pit already revealed below.

Shi Lian, who was attacked by a knife, saw this joy. He hurried to throw the wooden knife, grabbed it with one hand in his sleeve, and then pushed it forward. A giant wire mesh flew out and covered the top of the giant pit again.

“Bang”

The golden beast rushed out of the pit and ran right into the bare wire mesh, only to fall again.

After more than a dozen successive collisions, the impact force of the golden beast gradually became powerless, and eventually there was no movement in the pit.

Ishima walked up carefully and swept her eyes into the pit.

Seeing the golden beast, Heran was immobilized in the colorful mucus at the bottom of the pit.

Ishimura was really relieved. After turning to the nearby boulder, she threw a small wire cage out of the package and rushed back into the giant pit.

But as he turned around, his face changed dramatically.

Seeing the deep edge of the pit where no one was, sometime more than a man with the sword on his back of a robe, he shook his head and measured the struggling golden beast in his hand, the golden mouse who should have been unconscious in the pit before.

“Who are the seniors, this golden mouse, should be the seniors!” Shi Mu's heart jumped a few times and looked at the little golden beast in his hand and took a deep breath and asked.

“Why, mister, do you think the old man took your prey?” The robe man heard the words of the shepherd and immediately turned around and coldly said.

Shi Mu only saw it clearly. The other party is a Taoist who seems to be in his thirties, but his eyebrows are stunned and his eyes are like knives, giving him a strong feeling of impatience.

“Seniors are tall people at first glance, but the golden mouse was caught by the younger generation...” Shi Liangfang said two words with a hard scalp, and suddenly a strange cold came to his face, his body was almost instantly like falling into an ice cave, numb and stiff.

This seemingly mysterious robe man immediately poisoned Ishima without saying anything.

“Jiao Jiao, the famous Cold Sword, actually raised the idea of taking treasure and killing a martial artist. If the concubine propagated the matter, I don't know how many people would believe it. ”

Just when Ishima couldn't move half the time, as if even her mind was a little blurred, suddenly a heavenly voice of joy came.

(There is only one more today. There is no way, this new book is written entirely out of the mortal flow, regardless of the world system, the struggle word description, all need to be reconceptualized, forgetting the words in the premise of guaranteeing quality, the previous period can not really fast up. But I can assure you, I will create a new world of novels. As for speed, I will try to write as much as I can without staying up late, but I dare not make any more promises. Sweat, our sick body can't eat. However, the new book creation of the last few days, forgetting the words, is very interesting, quite a few points to recover the feeling of familiarity when writing the beginning of a mortal!