Merchant of the Underworld

However, we searched around and found nothing.

Just when everyone was disappointed, there was a sudden sound of rustling and wind blowing leaves above their heads.

We immediately looked up and saw a colorful python wrapped tightly around the big tree. With his head facing down, flaming snakes were spitting out continuously, accompanied by rustling sounds, making this scene very scary.

After seeing the big python, everyone screamed and picked up rocks from the ground and threw them upwards.

The Dai people are good at using bows, arrows and throwing weapons, so even though they use stones, they are still accurate and ruthless.

The big python couldn't bear the pain for a while, and coupled with the shaking of the big tree, it was actually a little shaky.

The fourth uncle roared angrily: Quickly, cut down that tree for me. Everyone else is ready. If it falls, burn it to death!

Everyone immediately took action and surrounded the big tree. A few young people picked up axes and were cutting down the big trees with all their strength, while others were watching eagerly waiting for the big python to fall down.

They held gunpowder and torches in their hands. Sprinkle gunpowder on a boa constrictor and once it ignites, the boa constrictor will not be able to escape no matter how strong it is...

My heart was full of self-blame and annoyance. It was all my fault. Why did I advise them to bring torches when they had nothing to do? It’s really filling.

The big python seemed to be aware of its next fate, and it was circling around the big tree anxiously, avoiding everyone's attacks. But it didn't work at all because there were just too many people.

Just when the big tree was about to fall, the giant python arched its body, and then with a fierce bounce, its thick body jumped from this big tree to another big tree like a rocket.

The moment it soared into the sky, I actually had the illusion that this snake had already taken flight. The next second it would grow claws and beards, soar into the clouds and mist, transform into a snake and become a dragon, and fly up into the clouds!

However, the reality is not so beautiful. The boa constrictor was so explosive that it did fly two to three meters, but it still fell on the branch of another big tree. Its curved body quickly became entangled in the vines and escaped quickly.

Naturally, everyone refused to let him go and chased after him with a clamor.

I clearly heard my fourth uncle shouting: This big python is about to become a spirit and can fly. If we give it some more time, it will definitely become a spirit, and then our village will suffer...

When everyone heard this, they all gathered their energy and rushed forward. I wanted to say a few words to persuade everyone, but my voice was drowned in the voices of everyone's criticism, and I had to give up in the end.

I'm afraid even if I say it, no one will believe it, right?

The big python is not very fast. It keeps twisting and twisting in the branches. The scene is very spectacular.

I could see that the python was getting slower and slower, and its strength was getting weaker and weaker. It probably couldn't hold on any longer.

The more tired the python is, the more excited everyone becomes. Finally, when the boa constrictor flew to one of the branches, it finally failed to bite the branch and fell completely from the air.

The big tree must be at least ten meters high, so this time, it fell hard. It curled up in a ball in pain, opened its mouth and let out a few mouthfuls of filthy air.

My heart skipped a beat, the python was finished. The biggest mistake it made was to coil up its whole body.

The moment it was coiled up, everyone rushed up and started sprinkling gunpowder on him!

The boa constrictor seemed to be in too much pain, so it just curled up and buried its head deeply in its huge body, motionless.

When the gunpowder was sprinkled on, the fourth uncle immediately threw out the torch. In an instant, the gunpowder began to crackle and burn. The python's skin was full of oil, so it also burned violently.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the boa constrictor turned into a ball of fire. It hissed in pain, and its tail kept flapping around, but its body remained motionless no matter what, as if it was protecting something.

The air was filled with the stench of barbecue, and fiery red light shone on everyone's faces. Everyone's expressions looked ferocious and terrifying. They stared at the big python with pride on their faces.

Finally, the flames gradually extinguished, but the thick smoke still billowed up and dispersed in all directions.

The big python was motionless. It was obviously dead. Its skin had been scorched, and its body was still in a coiled position.

The fourth uncle ran up first, pierced the skin of the python with a hoe, and then pulled hard, and the coiled python spread out in all directions.

A shocking scene appeared. Although the python's appearance had been burnt and even part of its skeleton was exposed, it was still very fresh inside. It's just that the high temperature has slightly changed the color inside, especially the head, which is well protected.

When everyone worked hard to unfold the body of the boa constrictor, the head of the boa constrictor swung slightly, and the snake spit it out, making a weak hissing sound.

Everyone was immediately frightened and hurriedly backed away. The vitality of this big python is so tenacious that even though it has become like this, it is still alive.

I can imagine how much pain it is suffering at this moment!

The fourth uncle immediately comforted everyone not to be afraid, and he took a hoe and touched it bit by bit.

The boa constrictor tried hard to raise its head, but it was exhausted and did not get up. It just opened its mouth and then spit out something.

It was a ball of dirty blood and some food that had just been swallowed and had not had time to be digested.

I could see that the undigested food was all from hares and cats, not poultry.

And in the middle of the food, a round thing caught my attention. The round thing had a dark surface and looked very strange.

I was just about to go up and see what it was, but my fourth uncle came down with a hoe and knocked out one of the big python's eyes.

Even so, the big python still didn't die, it just shook its head in pain.

The boa constrictor can be considered a comeback, right? This was so powerful that the fourth uncle and the hoe were knocked out all the way.

The fourth uncle fell to the ground, gasping for air. The other Dai youths were dumbfounded and started talking about it.

That round thing is a dragon ball, right?

Oh my god, this snake has indeed become a spirit! I heard that only pythons that have survived the tribulation can become spirits.

We can't afford to mess with a python that has become a spirit. What should we do?

What else can we do? We can only wait and hope that it is afraid of us and flies away on its own. Otherwise, if it stays, it will definitely take revenge on the people in the village...

I sneered again and again, I would not believe in dragon balls or dragon balls. Those things only appear in myths. I think the black ball spit out by the python should have another origin.

I walked up little by little, and my subconscious told me that it would not hurt me. Even if it hurt my uncle, it was unintentional.

As soon as I got closer, the people around me became anxious and quickly told me not to go up, that thing was not simple.

I secretly sighed, this is how to judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart, right? In fact, I still know very well in my heart that this big python does not want to hurt anyone at all. Even if others burn it and kill it, it treats it with tolerance.

Otherwise it should have resisted before.

When I walked up to the big python and saw the black ball clearly, I was instantly dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a wooden fish, a wooden fish used in Buddhist chanting! But the surface of the wooden fish was covered with black blood, and the python lay there quietly, with only one eye still staring at the wooden fish.

I immediately remembered what my fourth uncle told me about the ghost in the way. My uncle said that the ghost in the way was a dead nun. Could this wooden fish be a relic left by that nun?

The big python and I just looked at each other, and I could clearly see that the big python's eyes were full of pleading, as if it was begging me.

After that, its eyes were fixed on the wooden fish again.

I seemed to understand something, so I found a stick from the side and sat cross-legged across from the big snake.

The fourth uncle shouted in the distance: Warrior, come back quickly, that thing is dangerous!

Others also echoed, but I ignored them and just sat there.

At this moment, I was less than one meter away from the python, and I could clearly see the patterns on its head. Even if I relaxed my mind, I still felt a strong sense of fear when I came face to face with it.

I suppressed this fear and gently tapped the wooden fish with a stick.

The wooden fish suddenly made a hoarse bang bang sound.

The moment the sound of the wooden fish sounded, I seemed to feel that the whole world had become quiet, as if the sound was full of magic.

I feel that my thoughts are sublimating and my soul is sublimating. There is no more intrigue, greed and hatred in my mind, only a plain heart.

In the sound of the wooden fish, the boa constrictor closed its eyes little by little, like a confused child who finally found his mother.

Its expression looked very peaceful, and it was listening with great enjoyment. Until finally, the python's breathing gradually stopped and its eyes stopped blinking.

I gently touched the python's head.

I would rather believe that it fell asleep...

The scene was quiet for two or three minutes, and then the crowd cheered, lifted me high, and shouted Warriors.

But I couldn't feel any happiness at all, and I felt very depressed. My scenery is in sharp contrast to the darkness of the boa constrictor.

I suddenly felt very disgusted with these Dai people. I felt that they were just a group of uncivilized savages! The boa constrictor never harmed them from beginning to end, and would even rather be burned alive than fight back.

Why do they insist on killing the python again and again? Don’t you even know how to use your brain to think about it? I'm just doing things based on my own illusions.

Besides being angry, I was also a little confused.

That's why the boa constrictor wants to protect the wooden fish to the death? What is the mystery behind this wooden fish? What is the connection with the roadblock ghost?

I have a vague feeling that this matter is not over yet, and there will definitely be disasters happening in the future...