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The fat man talked more and more vigorously, while speaking, he deliberately shook the submachine gun in his hand.
Ding Ze saw it.
'Don't say it, it does look a bit domineering. '
Smiling and saying something silently, Ding Ze didn't say anything, just turned his head and glanced at the huge barrier.
Like a big toad that has been hungry for so many meals, it is still eating frantically.
Before those toads leave, even if they don't enter the water and choose to walk on the fossil tree, they can't rush forward... Otherwise, in case anyone accidentally falls into the water, with the size and expression of those big toads level of hunger...
Hehe, it's not uncommon to be swallowed.
So, wait patiently for the conversation between Hu Bayi and the three to end.
'In that case...'
Ding Ze thought for a while and had an idea. Then, he moved his body, reached the cave wall, opened his backpack, took out a cigarette, and lit one.
At this time, just like the original plot, Hu Bayi realized what the fat man was talking about, and denied it, "Fatty, don't talk nonsense."
"The theory of the mountain god is simply a feudal superstition of the ancients, and it cannot be taken seriously."
"I don't believe there are any mountain gods. If there are, I have been digging a large hole in Kunlun Mountain for several years, but I have never dug one... From my point of view, the so-called mountain god in this gourd cave is definitely some kind of toad-eating Animals, ancient people didn't know much about the world, and when they saw animals beyond imagination, they often regarded animals as gods..."
"This kind of thing happened many times in ancient times..."
Hu Bayi said "Let's go, let's go, let's go" and firmly denied the existence of the mountain god.
The fat man nodded when he heard it, "That makes sense, I've heard of such things too. Those ancient people were very ignorant, and when they caught large objects, they regarded them as gods... In other words, Lao Ding, a crow-mouthed man, As the saying goes, these toads eat mosquitoes, and the giant python eats toads..."
"This mountain god should be some kind of giant python!"
Hu Bayi: "Yes, that should be the case. If it is a giant python, as long as there is enough food here and its lifespan is long, it can be explained."
"Then, that hole is probably the old nest of the giant python..."
"I speculate that there should be at least two giant pythons, one male and one female, and they will reproduce... The giant pythons from generation to generation have been living in that cave. In the eyes of the ignorant ancients, they will look like mountain gods who will never die Same……"
The more Hu Bayi said, the more determined he became, "So, don't be too nervous. We have guns and bullets. Even if there is a living python in that hole, we can smash it into a sieve!"
The fat man laughed when he heard it, and said boldly, "No problem!"
heard.
With a cigarette in his mouth, Ding Ze thought for a while, and decided that he still had to speak and say something.
Take a puff of cigarette.
Ding Ze said, "Old Hu, fat man, you two are talking nonsense, didn't you notice that there are some obvious logical problems in your nonsense?"
In essence, it is words of a basin of cold water, just like that into the air.
moment.
Hu Bayi and Fatty were stunned, followed, and moved their eyes instinctively to look at Ding Ze.
"A logical problem?" Hu Bayi asked, "Old Ding, where is the logical problem?"
The fat man immediately said, "Old Ding, don't you want crow's mouth again?"
Ding Ze: "..."
"Fatty, if you talk to me like that again, if you are in danger later, I will pretend not to see it."
Fatty: "o((⊙﹏⊙))o, old Ding, I'm actually praising you, don't get me wrong..."
Ding Ze shook his head helplessly, ignoring the fat man's joke, and said directly, "There are three main problems."
"First of all, King Xian and his subjects have a way to deal with giant pythons. We have seen this in the mausoleum under the banyan tree... So, after King Xian died, his subjects went to the Ming Tower to offer sacrifices. Why do you still have to go through this gourd hole according to the method on Mohui?"
"Secondly, the two of you should take a closer look at the content on the mill painting. The mountain god in that cave didn't really eat the toad, but seemed to have sucked the toad dry."
"Giant pythons eat toads, but they swallow them directly into their stomachs and digest them slowly."
"Finally, the gas coming out of that hole... No matter how ignorant the ancients were, they wouldn't even recognize the gas as a mistake."
"What do you say?"
Three reasons are justified.
Hu Bayi: "￣□￣｜｜"
Fatty: "Ah..."
The two were immediately speechless.
Seeing this, Xue Liyang said, "I also think that this mountain god is not a giant python, and it is very likely that he is still alive."
Another terrific speech.
Hu Bayi heard: "╰(*°▽°*)╯!!"
Fatty: "(#￣～￣#), Ms. Yang, every sentence you say is scarier than every sentence! Lao Ding's mouth is like a crow's mouth, and your mouth is so scary..."
Shirley Yang: "..."
Shirley Yang rolled her eyes and explained, "The reason why I said this is to make a reasonable guess based on the facts, and I didn't intend to scare you!"
"Look at this last painting."
"The female corpse above is almost exactly the same as the female corpse we saw before."
"These female corpses can survive in this gourd cave for more than 3000 years without rot... The mountain god is very likely to be alive, isn't it reasonable?"
Shirley Yang said so.
When Hu Bayi and Fatty heard this, they didn't say anything immediately, they just looked at the last painting together.
I see.
In the mill painting, there are countless female and female corpses, with their backs facing upwards, their hands stretched out, hanging on their sides, their legs arched in an arc, like a deformed monster, surrounded by a black-faced god, that is, a mountain god, constantly turning their joints crawl……
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