Chapter 1330
No wonder when it comes to black snake, his face will become so ugly.
Wan Kun patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry to mention your sad past."
Sanmu shook his head: "it's OK. We are all over. We hunters, hunting in the mountains, are originally following the law of the jungle. Either you or I die, this is the law."
Zhongwen sneered: "good boy, clear mind, open-minded and cheerful, if you leave here, maybe you will have a better future."
Sanmu scratched his head and smiled shyly. "I can do nothing but hunt. What can I do to leave here?"
Zhongwen didn't say much. He patted him on the shoulder and turned to say, "since your father and brother are both buried in the mouth of the black snake, you must know where the black snake often haunts."
Sanmu nodded: "I know that there are often fat wild animals in the mountain. My father went to the mountain just to catch up with them. As a result, the wild animals did not hunt, but met the black snake."
"Can you take us to mount Bumao?" Wan Kun asked.
Sanmu frowned: "why do you want to go to Wumao mountain? The reason why it's called Wumao mountain is that it's a barren land. There are not even trees. There are only a few weeds occasionally. There's nothing. Shouldn't you go to the fertile land where there are many herbs? "
Wan Kun said, "the herbs we are looking for will not grow in the fertile land where there are many herbs, but in the barren land."
Sanmu suddenly said, "so you just asked me about the black snake, which means that."
Seeing wankun nodding his head, Sanmu was in a bit of a dilemma: "is there a black snake in the Wumao mountain? That black snake is very powerful and crawls very fast. I'm afraid my arrow is useless for it. I can't take you to die."
Wan Kun said with a smile, "we have learned Kung Fu and are not afraid of poisonous snakes. Besides, I have brought this."
He stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of Sanmu. There were dozens of gold needles lying in his palm. They were much thicker than ordinary embroidery needles. They were very beautiful in the sun.
Sanmu doesn't understand "what's the use of this?"
Wan Kun took a gold needle and looked around. Suddenly, he shook his hand in the southeast direction. The gold needle took off his fingers and went straight to stab a green snake twining on the tree trunk of the roadside. He nailed the green snake to the tree trunk and stabbed it into the seven inch key point. He killed the snake immediately.
Sanmu's eyes were wide, and he looked at the snake again and again. He sighed, "I only heard about this method in the mouth of the storyteller. Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful Kung Fu in the world."
Wan Kun sneered: "it's nothing. There are days outside, people outside, people who have better Kung Fu than me. You've never been out of nanzang city and don't understand the world. When you go out of nanzang one day, you will know how big the world is and how many talented people there are."
Sanmu is immediately moved. How big is the world? He has no idea. How wonderful is the outside world? Is it more wonderful than what the storyteller said?
Seeing Wan kunlu's hand, Sanmu's retiring drum immediately stopped. "OK, I'll take you to mount bomao. Actually, I've always wanted to see what the black snake that killed my father and brother looks like."
In recent years, in order to take care of her mother, she dare not let herself have a little difference. She has never been willing to enter the depths of the mountains, only hunting some small animals in the periphery and then going back, so her family has been so poor.
Wan Kun patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry to mention your sad past."
Sanmu shook his head: "it's OK. We are all over. We hunters, hunting in the mountains, are originally following the law of the jungle. Either you or I die, this is the law."
Zhongwen sneered: "good boy, clear mind, open-minded and cheerful, if you leave here, maybe you will have a better future."
Sanmu scratched his head and smiled shyly. "I can do nothing but hunt. What can I do to leave here?"
Zhongwen didn't say much. He patted him on the shoulder and turned to say, "since your father and brother are both buried in the mouth of the black snake, you must know where the black snake often haunts."
Sanmu nodded: "I know that there are often fat wild animals in the mountain. My father went to the mountain just to catch up with them. As a result, the wild animals did not hunt, but met the black snake."
"Can you take us to mount Bumao?" Wan Kun asked.
Sanmu frowned: "why do you want to go to Wumao mountain? The reason why it's called Wumao mountain is that it's a barren land. There are not even trees. There are only a few weeds occasionally. There's nothing. Shouldn't you go to the fertile land where there are many herbs? "
Wan Kun said, "the herbs we are looking for will not grow in the fertile land where there are many herbs, but in the barren land."
Sanmu suddenly said, "so you just asked me about the black snake, which means that."
Seeing wankun nodding his head, Sanmu was in a bit of a dilemma: "is there a black snake in the Wumao mountain? That black snake is very powerful and crawls very fast. I'm afraid my arrow is useless for it. I can't take you to die."
Wan Kun said with a smile, "we have learned Kung Fu and are not afraid of poisonous snakes. Besides, I have brought this."
He stretched out his hand and spread it out in front of Sanmu. There were dozens of gold needles lying in his palm. They were much thicker than ordinary embroidery needles. They were very beautiful in the sun.
Sanmu doesn't understand "what's the use of this?"
Wan Kun took a gold needle and looked around. Suddenly, he shook his hand in the southeast direction. The gold needle took off his fingers and went straight to stab a green snake twining on the tree trunk of the roadside. He nailed the green snake to the tree trunk and stabbed it into the seven inch key point. He killed the snake immediately.
Sanmu's eyes were wide, and he looked at the snake again and again. He sighed, "I only heard about this method in the mouth of the storyteller. Unexpectedly, there is such a powerful Kung Fu in the world."
Wan Kun sneered: "it's nothing. There are days outside, people outside, people who have better Kung Fu than me. You've never been out of nanzang city and don't understand the world. When you go out of nanzang one day, you will know how big the world is and how many talented people there are."
Sanmu is immediately moved. How big is the world? He has no idea. How wonderful is the outside world? Is it more wonderful than what the storyteller said?
Seeing Wan kunlu's hand, Sanmu's retiring drum immediately stopped. "OK, I'll take you to mount bomao. Actually, I've always wanted to see what the black snake that killed my father and brother looks like."
In recent years, in order to take care of her mother, she dare not let herself have a little difference. She has never been willing to enter the depths of the mountains, only hunting some small animals in the periphery and then going back, so her family has been so poor.