After being poisoned by her lover

Chapter 74 Absurdity ([-])

Ye Zhaoling looked at the motionless fishhook above her head, and then lowered her head to stare at the magma under her feet. It was quite uncomfortable to be hoisted with her wrists as the strength point. Within a few minutes, she felt that her two arms were sore from struggling, and then went numb .

The only good news is that the wound on the shoulder started to hurt at the same time. I can't remember how many times the wound has ruptured, but it also allowed her to maintain some sanity instead of being completely ruined by it.

Still, the pain is very real.

The fishing line is extremely thin but tough as steel.

Just wrapping such a thin one around your wrist twice, it can actually hang such a large number of living people in the air!

In fact, when Ye Zhaoling saw his father also being hung by the fishing line, Ye Zhaoling didn't have to try his best to break free from the fishing line.

My father put on weight in middle age, and when he got old, he was even more out of control. Now he weighs at least two hundred catties.

However, this thin fishing line was hanging on him so firmly, there was no sign of breaking at all.

Ye Zhaoling was sure that she couldn't break it, and even if she broke the fishing line, she couldn't get out of danger, the magma under her feet was still waiting to melt her belt and bones into a pool of rotten flesh.

As the fishing line became tighter and tighter during the struggle, it pierced the flesh on the wrist, and the blood spilled out. They flowed down the blue blood vessels, staining the hideous scars on the arms and the veins of the leaf veins red. .

Then one drop after another fell on Ye Zhaoling's face.

She had to keep her face up so that all the blood wouldn't drip into her hair, which would be laborious to wash...

Well, it's not all because of this, most of the reason why she didn't want to bow her head was the magma in the "honeycomb jar" below.

This thing is too creepy.

Ye Zhaoling always felt that there was something hidden in the magma.

Looking at it, her eyes fell on her father involuntarily.

If these conspiracies and tricks had not happened, in the hearts of everyone in Qingcheng, the head of the Ye family would undoubtedly be the most responsible leader in the world.

There are 3 people in Qingcheng, and everyone is rich, and there is not a single wandering beggar along the street.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are relief stations for stray cats, dogs and other stray animals everywhere, and everyone is willing to spread kindness.

In just three days, everything changed.

If Daoist Huang couldn't resist ordering Zhang Yu to kill her with poison just to collect her soul, would his father really have the heart to kill her after the ten-year period expires?

Ye Zhaoling took a deep breath.

It's sad, no one chooses her firmly, she is like a redundant joke.

"Gah! Gah! Gah!"

It's so ugly!
A few ugly bird calls interrupted her self-pity, and Ye Zhaoling's brain swelled when she heard it, and she wanted to cut her own ears.

The birdsong grew louder.

Bird: Are you polite?None of us provoked you, so why call us ugly!

Five vultures suddenly flew down from the darkness above their heads, fluttering their gray wings, and they flew around Ye Zhaoling a few times, with humanized indignation in their gray-brown bird eyes.

Ye Zhaoling frowned. Vultures don't eat living things. How do you feel that these birds want to eat themselves raw?
When did she offend the bird?
Three of them flew low and neatly around the nine of them, as if a predator was scrutinizing its prey.

After a while, the first one landed on Ye Jiu's head, the other landed on the old Taoist doctor's head in black robe, and the last one circled a few times before landing on the father's head.

Ye Zhaoling's heart skipped a beat.

In her shocked eyes, the vulture on Ye Jiu's head opened its curved and sharp beak and pecked at Ye Jiu's arm.

Ye Jiu closed his eyes, and let out a painful scream from his throat.

The vulture didn't stop.

"Go away!"

Ye Zhaoling yelled at it, and the vulture tilted its head and stared at her for a while, then continued to peck at the flesh on Ye Jiu's arm.

She yelled a few more times, but the vultures ignored her. She could only look at the remaining two vultures, but found that they were just squatting on top of the two of them, with their wings closed and their eyes closed. Do.

The last two vultures flying low in the air suddenly swooped down, one pecked off the fishing line, and the other grabbed Ye Zhaoling's arm with its sharp claws.

Ye Zhaoling was caught off guard by this turn of events.

After the fishing line was cut, the vulture holding Ye Zhaoling suddenly flapped its wings and grabbed Ye Zhaoling and dived into the magma below.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ye Zhaoling grabbed the long feathers on its buttocks. The vulture let go of its claws, but was dragged by its tail feathers, causing it to soar into the sky in pain, squawking, Very miserable.

"Quack quack!"

Vulture warned Ye Zhaoling in a deep voice: "Let go of the hair on my butt."

The vulture that had pecked off the fishing line held half of the fishing line in its mouth, with a hook attached to the end.

It jumped up and down around a person and a bird, so happy.

However, it seems to have forgotten that it still has a fishhook in its mouth, and it opened its mouth and giggled: "Quack quack quack! Pull hard! Pull hard! Little Heizi is going to be dragged naked!"

The hook fell into the lava with a plop.

The vulture that had originally landed on top of the three of them immediately soared into the sky, flapping its wings without hesitation for a second, creating an afterimage.

The vulture called Xiao Heizi screamed sharply: "Don't force me to slap you, silly bastard! Quack quack quack! Fishhook! Fishhook! The fishhook is about to fall into the magma! Quack quack quack! Run! Run! !Stupid bastard! You big idiot! Quack quack quack! Run! That thing is coming out! Quack quack quack! Help quack! Quack quack! Don’t grab my ass hair! Let go! Let go! I can’t fly fast!"

Ye Zhaoling held on tightly to its fur and did not let go.

The silly second child froze in the air.

"Quack quack! My fishhook ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Little Heizi had already rushed a long way, but when he saw that the silly second child hadn't run away, he turned around and roared, "Run! They're coming out!"

The silly second child struggled to jump up.

Ye Zhaoling grabbed the vulture's butt hair and saw a strange scene.

A big black fish with blood-red eyes all over its body jumped ten meters high. The hook was hung on its fins.

It was so painful that it spiraled into the sky 360 degrees and screamed.

Nine fish heads slowly emerged from the remaining nine magma jars.

Ignoring the nine people hanging from the fishhooks and only looking at the fish heads in the magma, Ye Zhaoling inexplicably remembered a famous dark dish in England and looked up at the starry sky.

Ye Zhaoling felt lucky at this moment, but the good times didn't last long.

The silly second child happened to fly over, and suddenly hit Ye Zhaoling's stomach with his head. She let go of her hand with a scream, and looked down to see the big black fish with its bloody mouth wide open, waiting for her to throw itself into the net.

The long skirt of the silk skirt on her body billowed into a small river in the air.

She took one last look at her father.

After falling like this for a few seconds, an emerald green light belt swept towards him like a broken bamboo. She stopped the thought of waiting to die with her eyes closed, and grabbed it.

Then, the body becomes lighter.

Little by little, the darkness above brightened.

Green, fresh and soft.

Ye Zhaoling discovered that it was a tree.

The canopy of a giant tree.

Grabbing the emerald green leaf, Ye Zhaoling followed it into the air, and the gleeful laughter of the vultures stopped abruptly the moment it appeared, and Ye Zhaoling could still hear the sound of their flapping wings, but because of some For some reason, I dare not clamor anymore.

Is it because of it?
This tree grows downward from the dark sky, and the dense canopy blocks all the hideousness below.

It actually... grows downward!
Ye Zhaoling stood on a thick branch, looked up and saw its intertwined air roots, and its boundless crown under his feet.

She was still holding that leaf tightly in her hand. It was triangular and oval, with a long, thin, drop-shaped leaf tip.

This is a bodhi tree.

The two-meter-long leaves cling softly to her side, like a loyal shield.

Ye Zhaoling squatted down and saw a fishhook firmly embedded in its trunk at his feet, and a transparent fishing line was hanging down.

The rustling leaves rubbed against each other, and Ye Zhaoling suddenly felt the discomfort of being watched. Soon, she heard a series of footsteps amidst the rustling leaves.

She turned her head warily.

A few leaves were picked apart by one hand.

A woman covered in black gauze came out gracefully.

Ye Zhao was inspired by her gaze.

That gaze seemed to be an unknown abyss, which made people lost.

However, the woman in black gauze raised her hand, and shot straight at Ye Zhaoling's heart!

Ye Zhaoling split it open, staggered back a few steps, a few emerald green leaves stood in front of her, for some reason, it made her feel a little bit at ease.

The two looked at each other.

"Don't stare at me too long, little human being."

Her voice is like the sound of nature, lofty, seductive and depraved, but it also contains compassion.

With just such an unremarkable sentence, Ye Zhaoling lost all vigilance, even the fear and uneasiness hidden in his heart.

Even being attacked by the woman in black veil just now was forgotten by her.

The woman in black gauze reached out and grabbed the two air roots, overlapped them, and tied them into a bow tie: "Bodhi, Bodhi, human beings are the most humble and selfish creatures. You see, you saved her, but she wants to beat you , if she had a weapon in her hand just now, she would definitely split your body open without hesitation."

"Don't always be so stupid as to make me sad, okay?"

With a light leap, she sat on the swing made of intertwined air roots.

The air root carried her past Ye Zhaoling, the black gauze danced gracefully in the air, her face was always blurred.

However, Ye Zhaoling received it clearly, and when she passed by, she smiled contemptuously.

"Bring her down, Bodhi."

the woman ordered.

(End of this chapter)