However, we searched around but found nothing.

Just when everyone was disappointed, there was a rustling sound of wind blowing leaves on top of their heads.

We immediately looked up and immediately found a colorful python, tightly wrapped around the tree. With our heads facing down, the flaming snake letter kept spitting out, accompanied by the rustling sound, which made the scene look very terrifying.

After seeing the python, everyone screamed and picked up stones from the ground and smashed them up.

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

The python was in pain for a moment, and the shaking of the tree was a little shaking.

The fourth uncle roared: "Hurry up, saw the tree for me, everyone else is ready, and it will burn it to death with fire if it falls!"

Everyone immediately took action and surrounded the big trees. Several young men picked up their axes and were cutting down the big trees with great force, while others were waiting for the big python to fall.

They held gunpowder and torches in their hands and sprinkled the gunpowder on the python. Once it was ignited, no matter how strong the python had, it would be impossible to escape...

I was full of self-blame and annoyance. I blamed me. Why do I advise them to bring the torch if I have nothing to do? I am so full.

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

Just as the big tree was about to fall, the giant python actually bowed its body and then bounced violently. Its thick body jumped from the big tree like a rocket to another big tree.

The moment it soared into the air, I had an illusion that it seemed that the snake had already flew up, and the next second it should grow claws and dragon whiskers, soar into clouds and fog, turn into snakes and dragons, and fly to the clouds!

However, the reality was not so beautiful. The python was full of explosive power and did fly out two or three meters, but it still fell on the branch of another big tree. Its bent body quickly wrapped around the vine and quickly escaped.

Naturally, everyone refused to let go and shouted and chased after him.

I clearly heard the fourth uncle shouting: "This python is about to become a spirit and can fly. If you give it a while, it will definitely become a spirit, and our village will suffer..."

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

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

The python was not fast and kept swelling in the branches, and the scene was very spectacular.

I could see that the speed of the python was getting slower and slower, and the strength was getting smaller and smaller. I should be unable to hold on any longer.

The tired python, the more excited everyone became. Finally, when the python flew to one of the branches, it finally failed to bite the branch and fell from mid-air.

The big tree must be at least ten meters high, so it fell heavily by this moment. It curled up in pain and opened its mouth and vomited a few breaths of turbid air.

My heart thumped, and the python was finished. The biggest mistake it made was to wrap up all over.

The moment it was plated, everyone rushed up and began to sprinkle gunpowder on him!

The python seemed to be really in pain, so it just wrapped itself around and buried its head deeply in its huge body without moving.

When the gunpowder was sprinkled, the fourth uncle immediately threw out the torch. In an instant, the gunpowder began to burn, and the skin of the python was covered with oil, so it also burned violently.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the python turned into a ball of fire. It made a hissing sound in pain, and its tail kept slapping around, but its body was still motionless, as if it was protecting something.

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

Finally, the flames gradually faded, but the thick smoke still rolled up and drifted in all directions.

The python did not move, obviously dead and could not die anymore. The epidermis had been scorched, and the body still showed a slant posture.

The fourth uncle ran up first, stabbed the python into the skin with a hoe, and then pulled it hard, and the python that had been dispersed into a ball suddenly scattered.

A shocking scene appeared. Although the appearance of the python had been scorched and some of its skeletons were exposed, it was very fresh inside. It was just that the high temperature changed the color inside slightly, especially the head, which was well protected.

When everyone tried hard to unfold the python's body, the python's head swayed gently, and the snake's letter spit out, making a weak hissing sound.

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly retreated. The vitality of this python was too tenacious. Even though it had become like this, it was still alive.

I can imagine what kind of pain it is suffering at this moment!

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

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

It was a filthy ball of blood and some freshly swallowed food that had not been digested yet.

I could see that those undigested foods were all hares, wild cats, and there were no poultry.

And in the middle of the food, a round thing caught my attention. The round thing was painted black and looked very strange.

I was about to go up and see what it was, but Uncle Fourth took a hoe and smashed the big python's eyes.

Even so, the python was still not dead, but just slapped his head in pain.

The python was a rebirth? It was so powerful that he immediately knocked his fourth uncle and his hoe far away.

The fourth uncle fell to the ground and gasped. The other Dai young men were stunned and discussed.

"That round thing is a dragon ball, right?"

"God, this snake has indeed become a spirit! I heard that only the python that has survived the disaster can become a spirit."

"We can't afford to offend the python that has become a sperm, what should we do?"

"What else can I do? I can only wait, hoping that it will be afraid of us and fly away by itself. Otherwise, let it stay, and it will definitely take revenge on the village..."

I sneered repeatedly. I wouldn't believe that dragon balls are not dragon balls. That thing will 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 subconsciously told me that it would not hurt me, and even it hurt my fourth uncle, was done unintentionally.

As soon as I approached, everyone around me became anxious and quickly told me not to go up, that thing was not simple.

I sighed secretly. Is this a gentleman's ambition to judge a gentleman by his villain's heart? Actually, I still understand very well in my heart. This python doesn't want to hurt anyone at all, and even if others burn it and kill it, it treats it with tolerance.

Otherwise it should have resisted before.

When I walked to the python and saw the black ball clearly, I was stunned.

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

I suddenly remembered what Uncle Fourth told me about the roadblocking ghost. Uncle Fourth said that the roadblocking ghost was a dead nun. Could this wooden fish be the relics left by the nun back then?

The python and I looked at each other like this. I clearly saw that the python's eyes were filled with pleas, as if it was begging me.

Afterwards, its gaze was frozen 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 python.

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

The others agreed, but I ignored them and just sat straight.

At this moment, I was less than one meter away from the python, and I could clearly see the patterns on its head. Even though I relaxed my mind, I still felt a deep sense of fear when I faced it.

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

The wooden fish suddenly made a hoarse bang sound.

The moment the sound of wooden fish sounded, I felt the whole world quiet, as if the sound was full of magic.

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

Amid the sound of the wooden fish, the python closed its eyes little by little, as if a confused child had finally found his mother.

Its expression looked peaceful and he listened very happily. Until the end, the python's breathing gradually stopped and his eyes stopped blinking.

I gently touched the head of the python.

I'd rather believe it fell asleep...

The scene was quiet for two or three minutes before the crowd cheered, raised me high, and shouted about the warriors.

But I didn't feel any joy at all, and I was in a very dull mood. My scenery was in sharp contrast with the dimness of the python.

I suddenly felt very disgusted with these Dai people, feeling that they were just a group of uncivilized barbarians! The python never hurt them from beginning to end, and would even rather be burned to death by themselves than fight back.

Why do they have to kill the python again and again? Don’t they know how to use their brains to think about it? They just do things based on their own illusion.

In addition to being angry, I was a little confused.

That is why the python wants to guard the wooden fish to the death? What is the mystery in this wooden fish? What is the connection with the roadblocking ghost?
Chapter completed!