Qinglong Mountain in Xiangxi stands proudly on the shore of the Yuan River. Although the autumn colors are bleak and boundless falling trees, from a distance, the mountain is still colorful and cloudy.
Hanging on the mountainside, the Qinglong Village, the chickens and dogs bark, the smoke curling, full of strong Xiangxi ethnic life.
On the only stone fold road leading to the bottom of the mountain, there are occasional people going up and down.
The entrance is still unguarded, and it is not as heavily guarded as it was in the past when bandits were entrenched.
The patriarch dumb girl Mingzhu's house near the east gate of Qinglong Village has a closed door.
The bandit "Zhu Yeqing" was desperately grunting a bamboo hookah in the big house where he used to live. Next to it lay meekly prone with a large black-tailed python. The big python was the size of a basket of dirt. The rough scales are shiny and jetty.
It's strange that this python is not afraid of nicotine in tobacco? Maybe the hookah filtered the nicotine? Anyway, this big python obediently entrenched beside the bandit "Zhu Yeqing".
"Zhu Yeqing" was too addicted to cigarettes and began to connect with the big python. He leaned his fleshy face towards the python's head.
The python avoided him a little, in the end because it hated the smell of smoke on his body, and in the end, he reluctantly stretched out his head and pasted it on his face, which was considered close.
Zhu Yeqing said: What, Brother Python. The two of us have been "husband and wife", but just a few days after I left this Qinglong Village, you broke up with me?
The python closed its eyes and occasionally spat out its long black and purple tongue in response.
As soon as "Zhu Yeqing" stretched out his hand, the guard Niu Wu immediately handed him a plate containing a killed chicken.
The python immediately smelled the bloody smell of the dead chicken, and suddenly raised its head energetically, leaned forward and shook its body, staring at the plate with blazing eyes, and its long purple-black forked tongue continued to expand and retract, as if spitting out a fine wisp of purple-black flame.
"Zhu Yeqing" saw that the python couldn't wait, and hurriedly waved the dagger, cut off the chicken's head, let the python look at it, and then threw it into the air.
The python that was bent in a pile immediately dispersed with a "bang", and the big head the size of a garlic bowl shot at the head of the chicken in mid-air like a meteor hammer, opened its mouth, swallowed the chicken head accurately, and quickly folded its body into a ball.
Niu Wu and He Sanmao were dumbfounded.
Zhu Yeqing said: Niu Wu, you stupid son, your monkey fist is invincible in the pole, how about you try two tricks with this python today?
Niu Wu hurriedly shook his hand and said: Master Long, Niu Wu's punching speed will definitely not be faster than that of the python. I thought to myself: If anyone fights with Long Ye, this python alone can't deal with it, it seems that its movements are faster than any martial arts master in the rivers and lakes.
He Sanmao was gearing up and eager to try.
Zhu Yeqing said: Sanmao, your turtle son is young, his legs and feet are dexterous, and he is an excellent disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect. Do you dare to try it with a python, ah?
He Sanmao glanced at the python with his head held high, still staring at the chicken on the plate, and said: Master Long, I was afraid that I would hurt the python by mistake in the fight, and Lord Long would be angry. In his heart, he really wanted to show his martial arts by competing with the python, so as to save the face of offending the dragon master in the mountains a few days ago.
Zhu Yeqing sneered: Ho ho! What a turtle son who can brag! You two don't use knives and guns, just snatch the chicken I throw, just to see who can shoot faster, who can attack and defend more effectively, how can you blame you? Come on, come on, Sanmao, you get ready!
He Sanmao hurriedly said: Xie Longye pointed! He didn't know the height, he hurriedly tightened his belt, sank into the dantian, shrank his body, and was ready.
"Zhu Yeqing" waved the dagger to cut the chicken into several pieces, then tied up a piece with the tip of the knife, shook the circle in the air, and shouted: The two of you are ready——!
The python immediately raised its head and followed the chicken on the tip of the "Zhu Yeqing" knife in a circle, and the pair of gloomy python eyes stared at the meat on the tip of the knife. The long purple tongue in his mouth spat out quickly.
When the tip of the bamboo leaf green knife turned to the third circle, he shouted: Rob! The chicken on the tip of the knife was thrown into the air more than a person high.
He Sanmao's body was short, he stomped his feet, hooked his left hand to protect his face, and his right hand was like a fork, and he "soared" into the air.
He's fast, and the anaconda is faster. When the chicken on the "Zhu Yeqing" knife came out of its hand, its pantuo body was like a spring that suddenly opened, shooting out at the chicken arrow.
A forked hand with five fingers open, and a python head with a wide opening mouth, saw that they were chasing the chicken speeding in the air.
He Sanmao's left hand attacked the snake's head to help him succeed in grabbing meat with his right hand.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his left hand moved, the python's body that had already risen into the air rolled its tail in mid-air, wrapped around He Sanmao's left arm, and as soon as the tail was forced, the upper body took advantage of the situation, and with a "duh" sound, snatched the piece of chicken into his mouth and swallowed it with a grunt.
He Sanmao was forced by the python to wrap his arms around his chest in the air, but he fell behind. The python took the opportunity to exert another force, and its body shot on the upper beam, and its tail quickly curled, firmly wrapped around the beam, and the upper half of its body condescendingly poked into the chicken nuggets on the plate on the case.
He Sanmao was flicked and pressed by the python's big tail, poofed, and fell to the ground in despair.
Zhu Yeqing laughed: Ho ho! How about it, Sanmao, you cowhider, my python brother has good martial arts, right?
He Sanmao didn't expect that he would be defeated, and he couldn't help but have a little respect for the python. But he knows that pythons have lived in the jungle for a long time, relying on their witty and flexible bodies to hunt animals, including the brave leopard, it dares to hunt, but the "martial arts" are definitely not low. But after all, he is a human being, the spirit of all things, how can he be defeated by a beast and a wicked thing? So he said: Master Long, can Sanmao compete with the python again?
Zhu Yeqing: Ho ho! Okay, you won three rounds, and now you have one game, and there are two more rounds, so prepare now!
He Sanmao hurriedly took a good posture and was ready to go.
The python looked at his opponent He Sanmao gloomily, as if he was both resentful and disdainful of the person who had snatched food from him, and then turned his eyes to stare at the right hand of "Zhu Yeqing" holding the dagger.
Zhu Yeqing picked up a piece of chicken with a dagger, shook it in the air and said, "The two of you are ready——!
He Sanmao stared at Long Ye's dagger.
The python hanging from the beam of the house gently swayed its body, staring at the chicken on the tip of the bamboo leaf green knife. It's still the same vicious eyes that don't blink, and it's still the same greedily spitting out the long purple forked tongue.
Zhu Yeqing shook the dagger in his hand three times and shouted: Rob!
The chicken pieces are thrown off the tip of the dagger again.
He Sanmao was clever when he was holding it, and with Zhu Yeqing's shout, his body had already risen into the air. The forked hands chased the moon like a meteor, chasing the chicken tightly.
The python took advantage of the condescending location, shrank and stretched its upper body, and put the piece of chicken that He Sanmao had snatched in his hand. The swiftness of predation and the accuracy of swallowing are completely the skills of quick "shot" that were practiced when hiding on tree branches to catch birds.
He Sanmao fell to the ground with a "poof", slapped his palms regretfully, looked at the python still hanging on the beam, and said: This time, I was just a little slower!
Zhu Yeqing laughed happily and said: Brother Python has won two of the three games today. Sanmao, are you still comparing?
He Sanmao refused to admit defeat and shouted: Compare!
Zhu Yeqing shook the dagger with the chicken pieces and said: This third game is about to start, the two of you can see it!
He shook the dagger in his hand so hard that he suddenly threw the chicken nuggets against the window.
He Sanmao jumped out of the stab.
The python suddenly flew parallel from the beam.
He Sanmao was about to grab the chicken pieces in his hands.
The python "swished" through his face, and as soon as his body touched He Sanmao's body, his tail immediately rolled, and then quickly popped out his upper body with the power of this roll.
He Sanmao's hand and the python's mouth clamped the chicken pieces almost at the same time.
He Sanmao just wanted to clench it, but the python "aggressively", snatched the third piece of chicken and He Sanmao's fist of grabbing the chicken into the open mouth, and swallowed it with a grunt.
He Sanmao struggled strongly. The python's tail took the opportunity to wrap tightly around his neck three times, and He Sanmao couldn't breathe, and fell to the ground with the python and poof.
Pythons do not have hooks connecting the upper and lower jawbones, so their mouths can be opened to a limit larger than their heads, and they can swallow things much thicker than themselves. Therefore, there is a proverb in the saying "people's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants". Now, the python actually swallowed half of He Sanmao's arm easily!
"Zhu Yeqing" saw that He Sanmao had lost three battles and three defeats, especially the last battle, so he hurriedly picked up a few pieces of chicken with his hands to lure the python, so that it could spit out He Sanmao's arm and release the tail wrapped around his neck. said in his mouth: Brother Python, what do you think this is?
He let the python sniff the chicken, and felt that the python had noticed, and immediately threw the chicken nuggets into the air.
This trick really worked, the python shook his head, hurriedly spit out He Sanmao's arm, and bounced away to chase the chicken.
Although He Sanmao had good martial arts, he was still shaken off by the power of the python's head swing and spitting. He got up in embarrassment, disgusted by the fishy smell in the python's mouth and the slime on his arms and cuffs, and hurried to the stream outside the courtyard to wash himself.
"Zhu Yeqing" smiled happily, began to concentrate on feeding the python, and said: Brother python, I heard that you almost strangled the communist army lying on my bamboo chair a few days ago? Ho-ho, amazing! That bamboo chair is my dragon chair, how can other people lie casually!
"Zhu Yeqing" already knew about the dumb girl's use of the "Python Formation" to expel the PLA reconnaissance platoon, and he was very happy. However, he also knew that the mute girl had rescued the PLA reconnaissance platoon that had been poisoned by the pangolin's "mad grass".
In this regard, "Zhu Yeqing" was very annoyed, but there was nothing to be done. Because the mute girl has always behaved obediently, and she has no way to figure it out.
Niu Wu and He Sanmao, who came back from washing, listened to the words of "Zhu Yeqing" on the side, and then looked at the fierce black-tailed python that was thicker than a calf, and they were apprehensive, and there were some hairs all over their bodies.
Niu Wu said: Master Long, you are really superb, even the big python is secretly protecting you!
He Sanmao said: I'm afraid there is really a mountain god grandfather and Bodhidharma ancestor, secretly protecting you!
Zhu Yeqing laughed proudly: Hahaha! Silly son, it's good to know!