"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mu Rong took out a soul-shocking talisman and stuck it on his head, but Sang Yu grabbed him: "No."
"What's wrong?"
"Don't come out, let's back out slowly."
Sang Yu's body trembled slightly, her expression was full of fear, and tears were hanging in her eyes, salivating.
In the physical state, Mu Rong couldn't see anything. Just from Sang Yu's performance, he could deduce what kind of terrifying scene was in front of him.
Murong didn't understand, why didn't Sang Yu let him out
But now is obviously not the time to ask, the best way is to successfully take Sang Yu away.
Murong hugged Sang Yu's shoulders, covered her eyes with the other hand, and softly comforted her by sticking to her ear: "Don't be afraid, leave it to me, and I will take you out."
Sang Yu gave a weak "um", but Murong felt the wetness in his palm.
She looked around, her eyes full of warning, the hand holding Sang Yu's shoulder held a piece of yellow talisman paper between her fingertips, ready to fight at any time.
Luo Ruyan also comforted at the side: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Yu, I don't think these ghosts have any malicious intentions, besides, there is Mu Rong here."
Luo Ruyan's eyes fell on the pendant around Sang Yu's neck. She saw the power of this pendant just now, and she always felt familiar, but she couldn't remember it. The white light shot from the pendant made people feel safe. feel.
Murong embraced Sang Yu and slowly backed away. In front of him was a dense crowd of ghosts. All of them had only half of their bodies protruding from the ground, staring at the three of them expressionlessly. Their heads turned as they moved until the three of them completely disappeared. Get out of the woods.
Luo Ruyan swallowed, she saw all the people in the cemetery, raised their hands in unison, and waved in the direction they left.
That gesture is similar to the "goodbye" used by modern people.
Luo Ruyan was glad that Mu Rong covered Sang Yu's eyes, otherwise this scene would have terrified her.
After retreating a long way, Murong asked, "Can you still see it?"
Luo Ruyan replied: "You can take your hands off."
Sang Yu shook his head before Murong put his hand down.
She looked at Sang Yu's red eyes, and suddenly understood why Sang Tong was so obsessed with curing these eyes.
As an ordinary person, it may not be a good thing to see too many things. This is what Sang Yu has lived for more than ten years.
How would life be without this pendant made by Sang Tong
Murong stroked Sang Yu's hair affectionately. In her limited memories of her childhood, her mother always comforted her like this. In Murong's heart, this gesture has magical power, and she hopes to pass this power on to Sang Yu .
"I'm sorry I didn't protect you well."
Sang Yu shook her head: "I'm fine, but what about the firewood?"
"Take back what you just picked up first, and I'll go to another place to pick up some later."
"good."
…
Mu Rong and Sang Yu are two non-smokers, and they don't have a lighter on them, so they can only use the method of drilling wood to make fire. Fortunately, the firewood is very dry, and the fire is finally lit before dark.
Sang Yu was as happy as a child, even praising Mu Rong for knowing a lot, Mu Rong smiled and said nothing, Luo Ruyan was also smiling.
This is not the first time that Mu Rong has used wood to make fire. In the world of the painting, she and Sang Yu have gone camping in the mountains, and they have done the same thing a long time ago.
The fire gradually stabilized, and Murong did some follow-up repair work.
I found some stones and built a circle around the fire, cut some grass without barbs from local materials and spread them on the ground. Then I leaned my body against the tree, called out a writing brush, and centered on the trunk, it was two meters long. A cylindrical French wall is drawn for the radius, sealed up and down, and unbreakable.
After finishing all this, Murong sat down beside Sang Yu and asked her to eat something.
But Sang Yu took out the toilet water from her bag and sprayed it on Mu Rong's body, then covered Mu Rong's body with her autumn clothes, and put her short sleeves on Mu Rong's head.
"There are a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains at night, and if you don't make some preparations, you will become their dinner."
"Spray yourself some, too, and come over and get something to eat."
"good."
As night falls, everything is quiet, and Sang Yu fills the fire with firewood from time to time, and the fully burned wood makes a beeping, beeping, beeping sound, which also shows a bit of natural interest.
Looking at Sang Yu's flushed side face, Mu Rong couldn't let go of his doubts: "Why did you prevent my soul from leaving my body just now?"
Sang Yu turned on the fire, and a wave of heat gushed out with a "huh", which felt very comfortable on her body.
"I... I was so frightened that my legs were weak just now, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to take good care of your physical body."
Mu Rong was stunned. She didn't expect this to be the reason. Sang Yu continued: "When you came back from the underworld, there was a ghost following you. Sister Tongtong said that some ghost cultivators can use corpses to revive their souls. Just now there were ghosts all over the place. What if you are in danger?"
After hearing these words, Mu Rong belatedly recalled a fact: since then, Sang Yu has been playing the role of guarding her own body, and she has followed many times when she obviously didn't need Sang Yu's presence. For myself!
Murong's heart trembled, it was an indescribable feeling, the warmth and agitation made her eye sockets a little hot.
"you… "
"Um?"
"No, nothing, thank you."
Sang Yu smiled, and said briskly: "We agreed~ You don't charge my rent, I will take care of your body for you, remember?"
"certainly."
The time passed by every minute and every second, and it was almost twelve o'clock.
"You have to go on the road tomorrow, so go and sleep for a while."
Sang Yu rubbed her eyes: "What about you?"
"It's wrong for you to rest under the tree for a night, and it will be warmer if you lean against my fleshy body. My fleshy body will just rest. Leave the vigil to me."
"Well, I need to add firewood to call me."
"Don't worry, the firewood is enough to burn until dawn."
"Hmm~."
Sang Yu came under the tree, pillowed on Murong's shoulder, and soon fell asleep.
Mu Rong whispered to Luo Ruyan, "How is Meow?"
"It's in my body, it's fine for now."
"Let her out and let me see."
"good."
Luo Ruyan transformed, and the thousand-year-old painting slowly opened. Ah Miao walked out from the light gate, saw the scenery in front of her, and exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, why is it dark?"
Murong raised his index finger to his lips: "Shh, Sang Yu is asleep."
Ah Miao came to Murong's side in small steps, tugged at Mu Rong's sleeve and said aggrievedly: "Lord Murong, help~ I haven't been in a relationship yet, I don't want to die."
Mu Rong looked at the big transparent hole on Ah Miao's body, his eyes darkened, and he put a few more talismans on Ah Miao's body: "I won't let you dissipate, it's just that this time the injury is a bit serious and I don't care. Don't dare to mess around, you go to Yanyan's body to raise it first, and I will ask Master Xiaofang when I go back."
"Thank you Lord Murong~ You must protect me~"
"Go."
As soon as Ah Miao returned, Murong suddenly sacrificed two magic weapons: the soul-strike stick and the soul-lock chain.
"What's wrong, Mu Rong?"
"Yanyan, can you temporarily include Sangyu in your painting?"
"No, my entity has been destroyed, and I can only allow the spirit body to enter my world."
"Then do you have a way to keep Sang Yu from waking up no matter what sounds she hears?"
Luo Ruyan listened attentively, and heard small "rustling" sounds coming from all directions.
"It's not an animal, is it?"
"If it's an animal, you don't have to worry. At worst, I'll just lock their souls. I'm afraid it's something else. Sangyu can't stand being overly frightened. I hope you can help."
"I understand, I'll go back to Xiao Yu's body right now."
"Thank you."
"Be careful yourself."
A few minutes later, countless green bright spots appeared in Murong's line of sight. Murong's first reaction was a pack of wolves, but after a closer look, he found something wrong. These bright spots were only about the height of his calf, and his body shape was slightly smaller than that of wolves. Small.
Murong didn't rush out of the law wall, and confronted these light spots holding the soul lock chain and soul wand.
The light spot in front made a "squeak" sound, and automatically separated from the middle to make way for a road. A pair of light spots as high as a person's knee slowly floated out from the end of the road.
Mu Rong threw out a piece of green talisman paper, and the talisman paper spontaneously ignited above the light spots, and with the faint light, he could clearly see the true colors of these light spots!
mouse! It's full of mice!
The size of these mice is astonishingly large, the smallest one is as big as a rabbit, and the leading one is as strong as an adult hound.
These mice are fine!
A drop of cold sweat fell, and Murong took a step back holding the soul-struggling stick, just in front of Sang Yu, the number of opponents was so huge, how could she stop them if they rushed forward
Just when Murong was at a loss what to do, the leading big rat walked towards her, and the group of rats behind them immediately made a commotional "squeak" sound.
The big mouse walked outside the law wall under Murongbu, its whiskers trembled as if it smelled a dangerous atmosphere, under Murong's gaze, the big mouse raised its two front legs, and accompanied by a puff of green smoke, it turned into a Became an old woman with white hair and childlike face.
The old woman was leaning on a cane in her hand, and her pair of snow-white eyebrows hung down to her shoulders. She had a kind smile on her face, but her eyes shone with the shrewdness unique to rats.
Mu Rong looked at the old woman in front of him, Zeng Tianhan's figure flashed in his mind, this direct descendant of shamanism, does he have any relationship with the one in front of him
The old woman raised her crutches and nodded forward with a "buzz", the Dharma Wall appeared and bounced the crutches away.
A light flashed in the old woman's eyes: "I never thought that the old woman could see such pure Buddhist thoughts in her lifetime."
Following the example of the ancients, Murong cupped his hands: "Didn't you ask the old man about Gao's name?"
"Hehe, everyone in my family calls me Third Mistress, so the baby should call me Gray Granny."
The author has something to say: I didn’t expect it~ Hehehe, Liu Hongde has introduced a long story, and I have written almost half of it before I know it. Why do I feel that there are still so many things I want to write for everyone to read.
By the way, I want to learn comics and draw my own novels. Are there any experts in this field? How long does it take to draw a good work from zero