When Shang Ke opened his eyes, he found that he was in an ice cave, and he was in the state of a spirit body. His body, or Osari's body, was lying in the ice coffin below, covered in frost.
Huh? Did something go wrong? Why is he still in an astral state
[The original owner's body has died and is undergoing physical repair. The estimated repair time is 7 days.]
Does that mean he will "spoof the corpse" in seven days? Is this really okay
[Resurrection from the dead has several precedents in this world. Some people have hidden resurrection genes in their bodies. As long as their bodies are kept intact and not rotted, they can be resurrected within a year. Although the odds are small, they are not unique. Such people are called "God's favored ones", and there have been five divinely favored ones in the history of Turan continent.]
Is there such a miraculous thing
Shang Ke asked, "How many years have I been 'dead' now?"
[3 years.]
Shang Ke: "… "
Doesn't it mean that resurrection is possible within a year? It's been three years, and if the system hadn't opened a plug-in for him, he would have died a long time ago. What's even more amazing is that someone has kept his body intact for three years!
Shang Ke looked around, and there was ice everywhere. Although the spirit body couldn't feel the cold, he could guess how low the temperature was. No wonder it could be preserved for so long.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the cave, and when I looked up, a slender little girl came into view.
She was about eight or nine years old, with reddish brown hair tied at the back, wearing a chubby cotton-padded jacket, her face flushed brightly, holding a stiff fish in her hand, she trotted laboriously towards the ice coffin .
It's poop!
Although he has grown up a bit, Shang Ke still recognizes it at a glance. He floated over gently and looked at the little girl who ran to the ice coffin with a smile. Well, I have grown taller, but I seem to be thinner than before.
"Dad, look." Pupu picked up the fish and said happily, "This is the fish Luoluo caught under the glacier. We will cook fish soup tonight. But Luoluo's cooking is not delicious at all. When will Dad be able to make it? Wake up? Pupu wants to eat the fish that Dad made."
This silly girl, always thought he was just asleep
Shang Ke stretched out a translucent hand and gently touched her head.
"Pupu, bring the fish, it's about to be put in the pot." A deep voice suddenly came from outside the cave, and Tylor's tall figure immediately appeared at the entrance of the cave. He was wearing a black fur coat, with snow on his head and shoulders, and his stern face was a bit melancholy and deep. His eyes were indifferent, like a pool of stagnant water.
Shang Ke floated over with Pupu, looking at Tylor's thin and lonely appearance, his heart burst with soreness.
Tylor took the fish from Pupu's hand, and then took her to the stone cave on the other side.
A bonfire was raised in the cave, and a pot was placed on the fire, and the water in the pot was simmering.
In the basin beside the fire, there were a few tough fish. Tylor picked up one, scraped off the fish scales with a knife, and then put the flaked fish into the water one by one against the hot pot, just like making noodles with a knife.
After all the fish were "Ling Chi", Tylor and Pupu sat by the fire, waiting for the fish soup to cook.
Shang Ke was stunned: Is this how you cook fish? ! What about the ingredients? What about seasoning? Also, don't you wash it before cooking? !
After a while, the fish soup turned milky white, and there was a slight mist, and it looked like it was ready to cook. However, Tylor and Pupu were still waiting, like two statues, staring at the soup pot silently.
It was not until the water in the soup pot was almost overflowing that Tylor poured the fish soup into the soup bowl, and then handed Pupu a piece of dry bread. The two of them took a bite of the dry bread and the fish soup, and they settled down for a hastily dinner. .
Shang Ke looked distressed.
Isn't Tylor a prince? Even if he lives in seclusion here to save his body, the living conditions are not so bad! At least the servants can always bring two, right
Looking around for a week, there are all kinds of daily necessities in this cave, as well as two tents for sleeping, and they have obviously lived here for a long time.
After dinner, Tylor simply cleaned up, and then took Pupu to the hot spring to wash. There was no entertainment at night, and the two of them did not communicate. They went back to their tents and lay down in a warm bed.
Tylor: "Good night, Pupu."
Pupu: "Good night, Luoluo. Good night, Dad."
Outside the cave, there was a heavy snowfall of goose feathers, and the two slowly fell asleep amid the whistling wind.
Shang Ke floated beside the tent, concentrating for a long time...
In the next few days, Shang Ke has been by their side, watching them repeat the boring life every day, and gradually understand why they live in isolation. When the Devil's Tree was sealed back then, because of his death, they were eroded by a large amount of demonic energy and became a half-demon who could derive demonic energy. In order to avoid causing panic and causing chaos, they chose to stay away from the crowd and live in seclusion in this bitter cold place.
Except for occasionally going out to buy daily necessities, Tylor and Pupu usually never leave the snow-capped mountains.
It is still impossible to imagine how they could live in such an environment. For the first time, he wanted to be resurrected so strongly, and he never wanted to see them suffer day after day!
After finally waiting until the seventh day, Shang Ke stood in front of his corpse early in the morning, impatiently waiting for his resurrection.
After I don't know how long I waited, there was a sudden noise outside, accompanied by chaotic fighting sounds. Shang Ke was about to go out to have a look, but the system's voice sounded at this moment: [The body is repaired, please host gracefully deceive the corpse.]
Before Shang Ke could raise his middle finger, there was darkness in front of him, and he instantly lost consciousness.
At this time, Tylor was being besieged by a group of ferocious mercenaries. They regarded Tylor as the devil's apostle and mercilessly attacked.
Tylor guarded casually, as if he didn't feel the other's killing intent at all, and let them leave wounds on his body.
"Brother, there is an ice coffin in this ice cave!" A mercenary suddenly shouted loudly.
MDZZ, what a fuss about an ice coffin!
The boss of the mercenary scolded while attacking, but did not find the target of their attack at all. The original indifference on his face was gone, replaced by a terrifying coldness.
But in the blink of an eye, Tylor's figure disappeared from the sight of the mercenaries.
In the ice cave, a mercenary walked to the ice coffin and saw the people inside the coffin, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. However, he did not have a necrophilia. After a moment of amazement, he reached out and picked up the person in the ice coffin, and threw it aside.
This ice coffin is made of cold jade, and its value is invaluable, enough to be worth their 30 years of hard work.
When the mercenary saw the ice coffin for the first time, he knew that they were going to send it this time. With his face full of excitement, he didn't notice the soft body, breath and temperature of the person he just threw to the ground.
While the mercenary was imagining the future, someone suddenly grabbed his neck from behind.
The mercenary turned his head with difficulty, and was met with an extremely cold face. Immediately after hearing a click, the mercenary's neck snapped.
Demonic energy surged in Tylor's eyes, and his fingers digged deeply into the skin of the mercenary's neck.
"Brother, Lao Fei was killed!" The mercenary shouted in alarm from the entrance of the cave.
Tylor slowly turned his head, looked at the mercenaries who were slaughtering him, and coldly spit out a sentence: "You all, die for me!"
Throwing the corpse in his hand, he pulled out a long sword from his waist. Tylor rushed into the mercenaries like a ghost, and started a one-sided massacre. The walls of the cave were stained with blood.
But for a moment, there were more than 20 incomplete corpses lying on the ground. Tylor was holding a blood-dropping long sword, standing upright in the flesh, his eyes were red, and his body was entangled with demonic energy, like a group of burning black flame.
A slaughter aroused Tylor's bloodthirsty desire, and the demonic energy on his body eroded his consciousness frantically as if he had found an entrance.
Tylor's body trembled, trying her best to control her sanity that was on the verge of collapse. Even if he becomes a demigod, even if he is far away from the world, even if he is lonely and painful, he does not want to lose his precious memories and become a slave of darkness.
Missing Shang Ke is the only force that supports his life now. So no matter what, he couldn't let the demonic energy devour himself.
OK, OK…
"Tyro." A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.
Coco... Tylor, who is resisting the demonic energy, cannot distinguish between reality and fantasy.
"Tyro." The voice sounded again, as if it was in my ears.
Tylor turned his head stiffly, and vaguely saw a figure walking slowly from the end of the cave. The long black hair floated up gently with his movements, and the white frost was sprinkled from the body little by little, like a blooming flower, which came alive again in front of his eyes.
Tylor's heart almost stopped suddenly, his shrunken pupils were filled with his figure,
"Coco..." He stretched out his hand tremblingly and carefully touched Shang Ke's face.
The warm touch is so real.
"Tyro." Shang Ke hugged him and let him fully feel his vigorous vitality, "I'm back."
Familiar breath, familiar temperature, familiar voice... The demonic energy on Tylor's body, as if feeling the power of faith suddenly pouring out of the host, receded unwillingly.
Tylor's eyes were hot, and he used all his strength to hug the person in his arms tightly.
After three years, he had almost given up hope. Unexpectedly, a miracle happened when he was desperate.
"Coco, Coco..." Tylor kept calling his name, his voice full of joy and vitality.
At this moment, Shang Ke suddenly felt his waist tighten and looked down, only to see Pupu hugging his waist, looking up at him without blinking.
"Dad." The childish voice was like a kitten.
Shang Ke pushed Tylor and bent over to pick up Pupu. The newly resurrected body was still a little weak, but Shang Ke still hugged her firmly.
Looking at Tylor and Pupu, who were described as thin, Shang Ke secretly swore: In the future, I will definitely raise you all to be fat!
Tylor picked up Shang Ke, hurriedly sent it into the tent, wrapped it in a ball, and then sat beside him and watched him. Until now, he still couldn't believe that Shang Ke was really resurrected.
On this day, he hardly closed his eyes, always staring at Shang Ke. Lunch and dinner are settled in tents, which is fruit wine + dry bread. Shang Ke's body needed a period of time to recover, so Tylor didn't stop Tylor from caring for him.
At night, the three of them huddled together and lay in the warm quilt, a faint satisfaction and happiness lingering in their hearts. After a long time, Tylor and Pupu fell asleep in Shang Ke's arms.
The next day, Tylor suddenly woke up from his dream, turned his head and found that the person beside him was gone, his face changed suddenly, he rushed out of the tent, only to see Shang Ke was cooking fish soup by the fire, the rich aroma was pungent. Come, the warm breath instantly dispelled the fear and cold in his heart.
He had dreamed of this scene many times, but none of it was as real.
"Good morning." Shang Ke got up to meet him and gave him a soft hug.
"Good morning." Tylor's whole body was floating, compared to yesterday's gloomy gloom, he was completely different.
"Good morning." Pupu stuck his head out of the tent and looked at the boiling soup pot. He couldn't help but sniffled, his eyes were wet, a sample of "I'm so hungry, so hungry".
"Go wash up, you can eat right away." Shang Ke pushed Tylor and motioned him to take Pupu to wash up.
Tylor hugged Pupu with one hand and Shang Ke's waist with the other, preparing to take them to the hot spring together.
"Just go, I'm still cooking soup."
"It won't take long." Tylor wouldn't let Shang Ke leave his sight anyway.
When the three came to the hot spring, Shang Ke helped Pupu brush his teeth and wash his face, while Tylor squatted beside him, cleaning himself while watching them wash.
After washing up, Shang Ke flexibly braided two beautiful big braids for Pupu. Pupu took pictures by the hot spring for a long time, and then showed a happy smile.
Dad's braids really look better than Luoluo! In the future, Pupu's hair will belong to Dad, and I will never let Luoluo touch it again!
Pupu grabbed Shang Ke's sleeves and followed him back to the cave step by step.
Shang Ke put the fish soup well, ground it into powder with the unique zhi cotyledon leaves of the snow mountain, and made a few soft zhizi cakes.
Due to the limited materials, Shang Ke couldn't make more food. But for Tylor and Pupu, who are used to eating dark food, these are already delicacy in the world. Seeing them eating with satisfaction, Shang Ke was both happy and sad.
What have they been through these past few years!
In the next time, Tylor and Pupu almost became Shang Ke's leg pendants, staying inseparable. Shang Ke didn't care either, the first thing was to go down the mountain to the town to buy daily necessities and ingredients.
Although Tylor looked desolate and desolate, he actually had a lot of savings in his hands. Some were robbed by black people, some were exchanged for rare products, and some were "picked" from the road. It's just that the place is remote and the materials are scarce, and there are not many types of things that can be bought, but the basic needs can still be met.
Tylor has been pampered since he was a child, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is an idiot in life. And Pupu is mentally incompetent, and can't do anything but play cute. (Pupu: Nonsense, I still dress myself!)
It is a miracle that the two of them are still alive and healthy.
It doesn't matter, since he's back, he won't let them continue to live this kind of self-harm life like an ascetic monk!