Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

When Feng Xuanming woke up, she found herself in a ruined temple. The surrounding walls were all piled up with sand and soil. He was leaning against a human face and snake body with a strange statue with four hands.

Just when Feng Xuanming was terrified, an old man suddenly walked in. The old man's eyes seemed invisible, he was covered with a piece of black cloth, and his hand was sticking with the crutch when Feng Xuanming came.

The old man listened to the sound and smiled softly: "This young man, you're awake! Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Xuanming is extremely vigilant. Although the old man in front of him is blind, Feng Xuanming subconsciously propped his hands back and stepped back, staring at the old man in front of him, without saying a word, watching at any time. The old man has to move, for fear that the old man will do something against him.

Seeing that Feng Xuanming hadn't spoken for a long time, the old man couldn't help but shook his head, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and leisurely explained:

"My son, you don't need to be afraid! I'm a lonely old man, without the power to bind a chicken, and I won't take you any way, let alone disadvantage you."

When Feng Xuanming heard the old man say this, she couldn't help but frowned. Hearing the breathing and footsteps of the old man in front of him, he was really a person without martial arts and no internal strength!

Feng Xuanming is strange, why did this old man come to this dangerous and vast desert? And how did he survive?

One by one, the doubts were like green sprouts born in spring, one after another appeared from the bottom of Feng Xuanming's heart, and under the floating breeze, it made Feng Xuanming's heart restless and extremely uncomfortable.

"Who are you? Why are you here? Did you save me?"

Feng Xuanming tried her best to sit upright, staring at the old man in front of him without blinking, and gradually, Feng Xuanming relaxed.

This was because Feng Xuanming discovered that the old man in front of him was not only blind, but his legs and feet were unfavorable, and he was not a threat at all.

This old man didn’t seem to care about Feng Xuanming’s rudeness to him, he just fumbled for himself, took out a pile of firewood from a corner of the wall, and slowly took out a fire folder from his sleeve. Set it alight.

Then, the old man took out several dead snakes from nowhere, slashed them with a sharp tree stick, peeled the skins, and then grilled them on the fire. After a while, the snake meat exuded a very delicious smell. The aroma comes.

The old man handed the wooden stick with snake meat in his hand to Feng Xuanming's hand, but Feng Xuanming shook his head and refused to reach out to pick up the things in the old man's hand. The old man knew Feng Xuanming was guarding himself, so he had to sigh. After a sigh of relief, he explained softly:

"I am an ordinary citizen. The reason why I am here is my fate. I want to live and eat a bite of food.

As for saving you, I can't talk about it, but when I met you in the desert, I found that you were bitten by a black viper, but you were not dead yet, and there was still a slight breath! I thought how it was a life, so I brought you back together.

I don't want you to repay anything. As for why you came to this vast desert, I am not interested. You can eat or not. In this desert, it is extremely rare to have a bite to eat and a sip of water to drink. ! "

As the old man was talking, he was about to take the snake meat from his hand. He stretched out his left hand for so long, and he was sore. He wouldn’t do the kind of hot face and cold ass. Since Feng Xuanming doesn’t eat it, then He simply ate all by himself, and he could eat more.

When Feng Xuanming saw this, he was already hungry and hungry, so he was busy, grabbing the snake meat from the old man's hand, looking up at the old man's expression, and seeing that the old man didn't react much.

Feng Xuanming hurriedly lowered his head, gobbled up and ate, without any scruples about the old man's thoughts.

Seeing that Feng Xuanming was so anxious about eating, the old man couldn't help but smiled, and hurriedly waved his hand at the void, saying:

"You eat slowly, there will be more after you finish!"

"Ok!"

Feng Xuanming was already hungry, and nodded in response, but there was no pause in his mouth, and he still ate big mouthfuls.

Although the old man couldn't see it, it could be judged by Feng Xuanming's eating sound that Feng Xuanming specified that he was hungry. The old man couldn't help sharing the two strings of snake meat in his hands with Feng Xuanming.

Feng Xuanming was also rude, taking the snake meat from the old man's hand, and without saying a thank you, he ate it himself. Fortunately, the old man didn't mind, he just chuckled, lowered his head, and fumbled for himself to eat.

Feng Xuanming, who was finally full, couldn't help but burp, and raised his hand to touch his bulging belly. Feng Xuanming couldn't help but feel satisfied, only that if he really died like this, before he died. , To be a dead ghost is dead without regret.

Feng Xuanming looked up and saw the old man sitting in front of him. He saw that the old man was weak in figure, with white temples and wrinkles on his face. As long as he smiled slightly, his eyes were narrowed into a slit, and his face was amiable and kind, but not Like a bad guy.

"Old man, where's your family? Why are you alone here. How do you live on weekdays?"

Feng Xuanming saw the old man in front of him. Although he described it as withered, his spirit was quite good. He felt that this old man was definitely not easy. He must know some ways to survive in this desert, and some little-known secrets. .

Thinking like this, Feng Xuanming couldn't help but deliberately lowered his voice, and even his attitude became more relaxed, and he asked in a low voice.

The old man had lived for such a long time, and he was already shrewd. He saw Feng Xuanming's attitude towards him suddenly improved like this, and he knew that Feng Xuanming had put down his guard on him and wanted to please him.

The old man is not disgusted either. He has been alone in this desert for too long. It has been a long time since he has spoken. He has almost forgotten that he is a living person. Someone just happened to be able to speak with him. , Listening to him telling his own story, the old man only felt, why not do it.

So, the old man nodded gently, put down the wooden stick in his hand, and slowly charged Feng Xuanming and said:

"My family is dead! It was killed by the venom of the black viper that bit you, son!"

In this desert, there are three most dangerous things, one is lack of water, the other is lack of food, and the third is some strange creatures under the sand.

This black viper is one of them. Anyone who is bitten by a black viper usually has hallucinations first, then slowly gets scared to death, or can’t stand it anymore. Infested by the toxins, and the pain is unbearable, principle commits suicide.

But... you are very fateful, son, you were bitten by that black viper, but you didn't die. It's really a catastrophe, and there must be luck! Master, you are the one I have seen, the second one, who can survive the black viper venom! "