Chapter 41 (1/2)
”Sacrifice, is that leopard a monster?”
”No
”Sacrifice spirit, is that pangolin a monster?”
”No
”Sacrifice to the spirit, is that snake a monster?”
”Yes.”
After searching for a night, Zhou Han didn't know how many times he had asked for sacrifice, and the answer each time was two words, which made Zhou Han numb.
No, Zhou Hangang saw a small snake a foot long in the grass. He asked about the sacrifice to the spirit. His reply made him lose his judgment. After more than ten steps, Zhou Han's hair suddenly exploded.
”What, sacrifice, what do you say?” Zhou Han quickly turned back and looked at the grass of the little snake just now. The little snake had penetrated into the grass and disappeared.
”I said the snake was the monster you were looking for.” ”Sacrifice spirit way,” you don't hurry to catch it
”What, what do you say, you want me to catch it?” Zhou Han was very surprised. When he shook this thing, his power would be broken. If he went to catch it, he would be hanged on his birthday, and his life would be long.
”What are you afraid of? This monster has been badly hurt. Now it has turned into a small snake and has no threat.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
”Oh, don't you pit me again?” Zhou Han didn't dare to believe it easily.
”OK, if you don't catch it, you can. When the little snake runs away, I'll see where you can find it.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
Zhou Han had no choice but to bravely walk over and find the snake with a stick in the grass.
The little snake curled up, bruised, huddled, motionless, as if dead.
Zhou Han stabbed the snake with a stick, but the snake did not move.
”Sacrifice, the snake is dead. We are late.” Zhou Han said helplessly to the spirit.
”Where, I feel its vitality is still there, it is just playing dead, trying to deceive you.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
”True or false?” Zhou Han was surprised that the wisdom of this thing was not low. He even knew how to pretend to be dead.
”If you catch it, take out your knife and pretend to cut it open, it will not be able to hold it.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
”Well, I'll try.” Zhou Han said, squatting down and holding the snake in both hands.
Zhou Han couldn't hold it up.
”This snake looks like a monster.” Zhou Han once again moved his body bones and held the snake up again.
”The snake is very heavy, at least twenty or thirty thousand jin.” Zhou Han's response to the spirit offering ceremony.
”Nonsense, its noumenon is as long as 100 Zhang, of course heavy.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
”The noumenon is a hundred feet long. Are you kidding? It's just a little snake.” Zhou Han doubted.
”The world is very broad. There are many things you don't know. When you grow up, you will be able to see them.” Sacrifice spirit way, ”you quickly take out the knife to frighten it, let it live first.
”Well.” Zhou Han nodded his head, quickly took out the dagger, and said with a smile: ”although this snake looks a little small, but snake gall is a good thing, can't be wasted.”
Zhou Han said that he wanted to do something. At the same time, he felt the snake trembling in his hand. Then a weak and poor girl voice said, ”no, no, please, please don't kill me...”
”Who, who is talking?” Zhou Han looked around in a hurry. He didn't look at others. At last, he turned his eyes to the snake in his hand. The snake had opened his eyes and no longer pretended to be dead.
”Sacrifice the spirit, this little snake can speak?” Zhou Han was very surprised.
”Nonsense, don't you hear that?” Sacrifice to the spirit.
”Please don't kill me...” Little snake's eyes actually flow out of the crystal tears.
”Zhou Han, why are you in a daze? Look for something to put away the snake's tears. This is a good thing.” Sacrificing spirits is busy.
”What's the use of this tear?” Zhou Han took out a small bottle from his body, then the liquid dropped from the snake's eyes, and asked.
”You can pick it up, and then you'll know.” Sacrifice to the spirit.
Although Zhou Han's bottle is said to be a small bottle, it is actually half the size of a palm. The snake's tears are only one tenth of the time, and the little snake no longer tears.