Reverend Insanity: Verse 474: Mysterious sheepskin land

After careful inspection, Fang Yuan did not find any traps.

He slowly approached the dry corpse. When Mo was only five or six steps away from the dry corpse, the mutation suddenly occurred.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but curse, because he lost control of the juvenile again and became a bystander again.

The young Pirates murmured, "This man is trapped at the bottom of the well. Can he be surrounded by the beasts and cannot escape?"

Then he came to the dead body, and after a moment of silence, he began to search for the body.

No accidents happened next. The dead bodies are very common and there are no pitfalls.

In the process of corpse searching, Juvenile Pirates found that the dry corpse should be a puppet master before his death.

He didn't have any tapeworms left, but he wore a sheepskin map lined with his clothes.

The boy stole nothing, except for this sheepskin map.

In the hollow below, the light is quite dim, and the teenager only sees a blurry line on the map, which is not clear.

He took the map into his arms and searched around carefully, but found nothing else.

But the boy stealing the sky is already very satisfied.

Because it has the most precious water source in the desert.

He was also careful. He first checked the water quality and found that there was no problem. Then he took a careful sip.

This water comes from deep underground. It seems that it took a lot of effort before the dead corpse excavated it.

Juvenile Pirates took a sip of water, and suddenly felt a cold and refreshing. The **** breath in the mouth that had previously drank blood was also lightened.

Juvenile Pirate's Throat knot rolled a little, and the drool caused a strong impulse in his heart, then he leaned down and buried his face in the dark spring.

Grumbling, he took a few big sips, then he raised his head violently, and the water droplets splashed.

Sitting on the ground with one buttock, the teenager did not speak. He supported his hands on the ground, closed his head and closed his eyes. After a long while, he sighed with satisfaction.

After a break, he reached out his hand, wiped the water stain on his face, stood up, and returned to the bottom of the dry well.

Juvenile Pirates snorted immediately, the bottom of the dry well was much colder than the underground cavity.

But there is a reason why the youngster must be here.

He looked up at the mouth of the well. Although he had covered several layers of animal skins, the night breeze was so strong that he had blown away most of the animal skins, exposing a huge hole.

From the mouth of the cave, the young man stole the sky and saw the stars hanging in the dark night.

He sighed, took out some animal skins from the body, and felled wood, and soon established the prototype of the campfire. Later, he drilled the wood to get the fire, and after working hard for a tea, he successfully lit the bonfire.

Fire smoke is not big. It drifts along the wellhead, and the warmth brought by the fire light strikes, gradually expelling the cold on the teenager.

Juvenile Pirates first roasted a few pieces of animal meat, and then swallowed them.

After eating cooked food, the feeling of fullness makes him drowsy.

But the young man stole the drowsiness, and with a faint firelight, he took the sheepskin map he had just got and watched it.

"The history of this sheepskin map seems to have been a long time."

"Well? Isn't it the place where it focuses on depicting the small oasis where my ethnic group lives?"

The teenager is startled.

On this sheepskin map, the small oasis is highlighted, and there are a few lines of western desert text beside it.

The text is quite small. It seems that most of them have been obscured because they are too old. Only the first few words are intermittent and clear.

The boy steals the sky, barely recognizes it, and reads the sound with difficulty: "The land where the fairy is buried ... unknown ... curse ..."

"Weird!" After pondering for a long time, he didn't ponder any more clues, and his brows could not help tightening.

"I have been in this world for more than ten years, and I have heard the stories of immortals told by the elderly in the clan. But these are legends. Are there really immortals in the world?"

"This doesn't seem to be impossible. Look at the Master, and you know that the world is wonderful and weird enough that everything can exist."

"The land of burial ... Is it true that the home where I live is buried with a fairy?"

"But why is there a curse? What else is unknown?"

"And this sheepskin map is also very weird. In this world, there are channel maggots that can record maps and store information. That dry corpse should have been a powerful maggot before his death. Why didn't he record this map , Why use this sheepskin map? "

"The map of sheepskin was sewn into the lining of his clothes. I wouldn't have found it easily unless it was worn and worn."

"This serious collection of sheepskin maps should be very important. But this is too unsafe, and it is far less safe to record the map in a channel maggot."

The boy murmured in his mouth, and his eyes kept flashing with thinking light.

Fang Yuan was always on the sidelines, and the young man's doubts about stealing the sky have long been thought of by him. These are doubts, especially the existence of sheepskin maps.

"I don't care about it for the time being. This sheepskin map also shows the location of this dry well. I can follow the directions on this map and I can return to the tribe."

Although Boy Thief has no sense of belonging to this tribe, he also understands that it is impossible to live alone in this vast desert by himself.

Not to mention the crisis in the desert, no one knows when the threat of life and death will suddenly strike. Just talking about food, the food in the hands of the young man is also limited.

This little oasis is too weak.

The eyelids are as heavy as a mountain, and the vision of the teenager stealing the sky quickly blurs, and soon falls into a deep sleep.

He is too tired, not only physical exhaustion, but also spiritual ups and downs.

When he slept, Fang Yuan's vision fell into darkness.

In this darkness, Fang Yuan felt that the power of dream melting had significantly increased several times, and his soul began to melt away again quickly.

Fortunately, Fang Yuan already has the previous experience, and now bears silently, waiting patiently for the darkness to disappear.

The time of the dream is inestimable. After the darkness disappears, Fang Yuan's soul essence is cut by half!

The vision became clear again, Fang Yuan was surprised to find that the young man was **** with flowers and fell to the bottom of the dry well.

And in front of him stood an old man with a somber look.

The old teacher's face is wrinkled, his hair is all white, and he is very old. At this moment, his skinny hand is holding the weird sheepskin map.

He stroked this sheepskin map with his hands, and his eyes showed complex emotions such as fanaticism, affection, greed and so on.

This kind of look makes the robber numb the scalp and feels that he has encountered a metamorphosis.

"Who are you? Why tie me?" asked Pirates of the Sky.

He feels aggrieved, he is **** when he wakes up, and becomes a prisoner.

"You should be glad that I did not kill you, you still have a life." The old man said, his voice was quite hoarse and unpleasant.

He carefully took the sheepskin map into his arms, and set his sights on the young boy to steal the sky: "Boy, are you a tribe?"

The boy steals no sound.

Because he understood a truth in an instant, the old master must know the value and secret of this sheepskin map. The reason why he did not kill himself, but tied himself up, should be to use himself.

The old Master Shi saw that the boy stealing the sky didn't answer. Immediately his face sank again. He fluttered a few steps, like a ghost, standing silently in front of the boy stealing the sky.

"Boy, don't think you're not talking, I don't know what idea is turning in your stomach. Hey, you probably haven't heard of my sandy name, now let you taste me a bit better. "

The old master of the Master Division smiled fiercely, suddenly raised his toes and kicked him fiercely.

The tiptoe is right in the heart of the young man who stole the sky. For a moment, the severe pain almost made him breathe away.

The boy steals the sky as if he was sacked, and immediately hits the wall of the well again, makes a splash, and falls to the ground.

But the suffering has just begun, and the young Pirate Sky began to hiss.

Because the foot of the elder teacher is not simple, the young man feels that the whole body skin is sore and numb. At the same time, the internal organs of the muscle seem to be stabbed by thousands of ice needles.

The severe pain makes it extremely unbearable for young people to steal the sky. Soon the tears exchanged, and the body curled up like a lobster.

"Boy, you know how terrible I am." The old Master Yan smiled gloomily.

He was happy.

The misery of the boy stealing the sky, let him listen, there is a wonderful sense of satisfaction.

ps: There is a second change at ten o'clock. (To be continued.)