Chapter 18 A gourd with two mouths (please collect and recommend)

Style: Fantasy Author: Not muddyWords: 2301Update Time: 24/01/18 10:56:56
When he woke up, Lu Ran found that he had turned into a huge flea, with a hard shell on his back and an arched belly. His whole body was a vague color, and he didn't know if it was brown or green. In short, it was a very disgusting color. .

He might have grown six or eight legs, or perhaps arms, but with his appearance, he couldn't walk upright and could only crawl on the ground with difficulty, trying to find Qingwu.

After climbing a few steps, it was quite difficult. My whole body seemed to be in pain and I couldn't even speak.

Don't fleas jump? Thinking of this, Lu got strong on his hind legs and jumped lightly.

This time it was good, it broke through the roof and flew straight into the air.

A huge eye stopped in front of him, with strange light and sunflower-like lines in its pupils.

He was about to exclaim when he realized that the eyes had turned into his own eyes, and he had turned into the bird with a flea in its beak.

He turned around and was about to fly away. Before he could look at the microscopic world under his feet, he was suddenly pierced by an arrow.

Lu Ran then turned into a hunter who shoots arrows, and then turned into a tiger that eats the hunter, a steamed bun that kills the tiger with one punch, and a big smoking gun that eats the steamed buns...

Such bizarre changes continued until Lu Ran turned into a word.

What word is it? What kind of word is it?

Lu Ran didn't know that words don't have eyes.

He just heard a few people chattering behind him, saying "This word is so ugly", "It's really useless and ugly", "How does he have the nerve to go out on the street"...

Lu Ran was so angry that he was shaking all over, and he didn't know why it was like this. He couldn't even imagine why he would become a word, and why a word would walk on the road. The more he walked, the more tired he became, and the more he walked, the more chilled he felt. Suddenly there was a plop , this "word" walking softly on the road, one step has been missed...

Finally woke up with a fright.

I looked out the window and saw that it was already noon.

Due to various adventures in recent days, Lu Ran repeatedly confirmed that he did not have six hands and eight legs, and that it was indeed just a dream in his sleep.

But a pear blossom placed on his table reminded him that he and Xu Hui were in a fantasy painting. The painting was real, and what happened was also real.

After briefly washing up, he saw Qingwu and Hongtong, Hongxuan, talking and laughing in Xu Hui's guest room.

These two female dolls, one looks to be seven or eight years old, and the other is even younger, only five or six years old. People who don't know it think they are playing, but in fact they are discussing what kind of evil spirits there are, and they like to eat people in different ways. Playing with people and ruining them.

Lu Ran listened for a while, but felt that if he continued to listen, he would be saying goodbye to meat and fish, so he quickly interrupted: "Hey, where is Mr. Xu?"

When he mentioned the word "sir", he deliberately glanced at Qingwu, and received a big white eye from Qingwu.

"Sir, he went to visit friends." Hongxuan replied.

"What about Blue Boy?"

"Lan Fu, I went to save people." Hong Xuan's answer was still so nonchalant.

"I'm going to die! Why didn't you inform me?" Lu Ran screamed strangely.

"When he wakes up and packs up before going out, I'll already be back for lunch."

These are the original words of Blue Boy.

Lu Ran rushed out.

"Do you know where to go?" Qingwu shouted from behind.

"Know!"

"Aren't you going to follow? It's still dangerous." Red Boy asked with a smile.

"Why? Let him die." Qingwu replied with a smile.

Fenli Town, Lihe Street, under the "Tianyi" plaque.

A four- or five-year-old baby dressed in blue clothes with poetic patterns, carrying a small book basket and a slumped face, stood across the street from the Eight Immortals Tower.

It was noon at this time, the street was very lively, and the Eight Immortals Tower was also a busy time for lunch.

Lan Tongzi grunted and strode forward. Sure enough, when he was about to approach the main entrance of the building, the people and things behind him suddenly changed. The distance between his front feet and his back feet were two completely different worlds.

A skinny guy with a hideous face and a pockmarked face stopped him at the door. He looked a little unbelievable at first, and then opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar: "Where are you from, baby? Come on! This is not where you came from!"

Lan Boy frowned and covered his nose. He waved his sleeves and brushed away the man's hand that was about to push him. "Go, go, find someone who can make the decision to see me."

The boy tried his best, but he still couldn't get close to him. After falling a few times, he saw that the boy was so impressive, he spat and returned to the building.

After a while, a black-skinned man as strong as an iron tower walked out slowly.

Just bow when you come up.

"What does this immortal family do?"

Lan Tongzi saw that he had a broad nose, thick lips, and round eyes. He was probably a monster like a bear.

The other party was quite polite, and he couldn't be rude, so Lan Tongzi explained his purpose.

The dark-skinned man pretended to be dumbfounded and said with a naive smile: "Don't be surprised by the Immortal family. Our family just does hospitality business. We have never heard of or seen the two people you mentioned. You call them our family." How to make friends?”

Lan Tongzi asked again: "Then our family can talk to each other in this building?"

The dark-skinned man also nodded: "We are the general manager here. His surname is Hei Er. He is nicknamed Hei Er."

He Er, Hei Er, Black Ear.

Not just a black bear spirit.

Lan Tongzi nodded, rummaged through the book basket behind his back, and took out two items.

A gourd and a broken book.

The gourd looks like a treasure. The mouth of the gourd is red and the belly is black, while the belly and the bottom are black.

The book is really torn, not even a cover. It seems that it has been exposed to wind, sun, insects and rats, and is full of torn volumes and pages. It barely maintains the appearance of a book, but it has not fallen apart.

Lan Tongzi holds the gourd in his left hand and carefully holds the book in his right hand.

"What did you say your name was, He Er?" Lan Tongzi raised the gourd, but with the bottom facing the person and the mouth of the gourd facing him.

"Hehe, that's right, that's right." He Er still smiled naively.

"He Er, is what you said the truth?" Lan Tongzi asked.

He Er was stunned: "Of course...of course it's the truth."

"He Er, what you said must be the truth!" As soon as he said this, Lan Tongzi loosened the gourd in his hand and flew out.

The round black belly of the gourd suddenly split into four petals. There were four snow-white canines in the petals. With a pop, it covered He Er's mouth. The canines clenched tightly, like a mask, firmly Fits well.

Then the red belly at the front of the gourd suddenly opened two eyes, and then a small mouth opened at the mouth of the gourd, opening and closing with a creaking sound.

"He Er. What you say must be the truth."

The gourd actually opened his mouth and spoke. His voice was neither male nor female, neither old nor young, and there was something indescribably awkward about it.

He Er hurriedly went to pick the gourd, but the gourd's fangs had completely bitten the flesh and blood on his face. The harder he pulled, the more painful it became. He Er tried a few times and almost pulled off half of the dough, but it didn't work, so He no longer struggled, but his face was bursting with veins, his eyes were filled with anger, and he stared at Lan Boyzi fiercely.

"From now on, I will ask a question and you will answer."

Lan Tongzi finally smiled, but held the book tighter with his right hand.

"I ask a question, you answer a question."

"You ask a question and I answer."

Lu Ran, who was rushing towards the bustling street, saw a red and black gourd, and imitated Lan Tongzi's words in a strange way.

The other passers-by around him were still in a hurry, not knowing or caring about how weird this scene was.