227: C227 Cave

C227 Cave

When Mao Xiaohui heard this, he immediately said with a sullen face, "Idol, what I'm going to say next, you will definitely think that I'm bragging!"

"But I swear on the ancestors of the Mao family that if there is a single lie, they will be struck by lightning and thunder in the sky!"

"Actually, even I don't know what's going on. Every time those bastards attack me, I think I'm finished."

"But every time, I can always escape from death. Let me tell you this. Just like the Gatling Gun I told you about, the one with blue flames."

"Wow, that bullet was like a rainstorm at that time. I was so scared that I held my head and ran away!"

"But it's weird to say this. Those bullets were buzzing in my ears, but even if they couldn't hit me, I still felt depressed."

"Idol, I swear that I really didn't lie. You have to believe me!"

Ye Wuji frowned slightly. What this guy said might not be able to fool even a three-year-old.

However, Ye Wuji could not find any trace of lying from his eyes and expression.

Could it be that what he said was true?

Or perhaps, this person's acting skills had already reached the realm of perfection.

"Mao Xiaohui, listen up."

Ye Wuji said in a deep voice, "I don't care who you are or what your goal is. It's best that you don't put those little thoughts in your heart on me."

Mao Xiaohui quickly said, "How could I? You are my savior and my idol. How could I have ideas about you? Hehe, let's go, let's continue our journey."

Along the way, Mao Xiaohui had a lot to talk about. He could talk from the stars in the sky to the grasshoppers on the ground, and from the international situation to the future trend of the small movies in R Country.

Chu Feiyan followed behind him and was stunned. Unconsciously, her WeChat, QQ, phone number and so on were all secretly taken by this guy.

"Yan Yan, let me test you. Do you know who Purple Mist's mother is?"

Mao Xiaohui asked. At this time, he had already addressed her as Yan Yan.

Chu Feiyan had a puzzled expression, "Who is Zi Yan? I don't know her. How do I know who her mother is?"

Mao Xiaohui chuckled, "Let me tell you, Zi Yan's mother is called Censer Zhao."

"Why?"

Chu Feiyan looked confused.

Ye Wuji shook his head and sighed when he saw the two of them talking and laughing in front of him. He thought to himself, This is like the saying, 'the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves of the past'. He was afraid that the waves of the past would be slapped to death on the beach.

With Mao Xiaohui's glib tongue and thick skin, it was truly admirable that he could pick up a girl along the way during the exploration.

Under Mao Xiaohui's guidance, they saved at least an hour's journey. After walking for about ten minutes from the boulder halfway up the mountain, they saw a cave entrance with light shining inside.

"There is a special kind of mineral in this cave. It's the only place that the Chicken Crest Spirit Python doesn't dare to enter."

"That's why the Snake-Catchers will gather in this cave when they go up the mountain. They will think of a way when the Crest Spirit Snake appears."

When they reached the entrance of the cave, Mao Xiaohui, who was careless along the way, started to become serious. He reminded, "Actually, if you ask me, the people in this cave are much more ferocious than the Chicken Crest Spirit Python."

"So, you must be 120% alert later. Don't talk nonsense, and don't meddle in other people's business. The more low-key you are, the better."

After saying that, the three of them walked towards the entrance of the cave.

Just as they walked to the side of the cave entrance, they smelled a strong smell of dirt. They guessed that this was the smell of the special mineral that Mao Xiaohui had mentioned.0

The entrance of the cave was narrow. Only one person could pass through the entrance at a time, and one had to go in with a bow.

However, the deeper one went, the bigger the space. At the end of it, there was a large space that had five basketball courts added together.

There were dozens of people sitting on the ground of the cave. Some of them were in groups of three to five, while others were all alone.

Most of them were silent. Only a few of them were whispering to each other at the top of their voices. The atmosphere was very depressing.

Chu Feiyan nervously pulled on Ye Wuji's clothes. Mao Xiaohui walked in front and seemed to be very familiar with the way. Occasionally, he would meet someone he knew and greet with a smile.

The three of them chose a slightly more spacious place. Just as they were about to sit down, two bearded men who looked exactly the same suddenly walked over and said rudely, "Get lost. We want to sit here."

When Chu Feiyan heard this, she immediately became unhappy, "Why should we? We were the ones who... Uh..."

Halfway through his words, Mao Xiaohui suddenly reached out his hand to cover Chu Feiyan's mouth. He hurriedly said to the two twins with their beards, "Two big brothers, this is my cousin. Her brain is a little bad. Please forgive me, two big brothers. This place has already been cleaned up for the two big brothers. Please take a seat, big brothers. "

As Mao Xiaohui spoke, he covered Chu Feiyan's mouth with one hand and dragged Ye Wuji with the other to a corner near the wall to sit down.

"Aunt, can you calm down? Even if you are tired of living, don't drag me down with you!"

Mao Xiaohui turned to look at the two bearded men, then suppressed his voice and said, "Do you know who these two are?"

"Brother Black Tiger, last time, the one who caused the blue flames in the forest of Gatling was killed by these two men. Do you think he's fierce?"

"Even so, we can't rob other people's seats."

Chu Feiyan seemed to be unwilling and angrily turned her head to the side.

"Hehe, my idol is more sensible."

Mao Xiaohui gave Ye Wuji a thumbs up and praised, "You are calm and composed, able to bend and adapt. I admire you to death!"

Ye Wuji did not feel anything about this wave of rainbow fart. He could already hear the flattering words in his ears.

After looking around the cave, he said, "Do you know all these people?"

Mao Xiaohui shook his head. "I only know a small part of them. Most of them are new faces. This is normal. Most of the old faces I know are dead."

"But the rest are experts. Besides the two Black Tiger brothers, there is also that hook nose over there. It is also a fierce one."

"There are also a few young men wearing sportswear on the left who also have a great background. I heard that they have big figures backing them up. In short, they are not to be trifled with."

"I don't know the rest of them. They are all new faces. I just don't know how many people will stay after tonight."

Ye Wuji followed Mao Xiaohui's gaze and looked at each of them. He could tell that Mao Xiaohui was not lying. From their expressions and eyes, he could tell that they were indeed experts.

However, what attracted Ye Wuji's attention the most was a middle-aged man dressed in ragged clothes and curled up in a corner. He looked like a beggar.

This man's eyes were the most special. Both of his eyes were white, as if he had serious cataracts.

He held a small black and green bamboo stick in his hand. He looked like a blind beggar and was the least conspicuous one among the crowd.

However, Ye Wuji could smell a strange cold aura coming from this person, and there were only two types of people who possessed this kind of cold aura.

The first type was a dead person, and the second type was a ruthless person who had countless lives in his hands!

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