I immediately removed the water tank and moved the slate. The water vapor under the slate was very heavy and damp. The surface of the jar was covered with a layer of mist. The oil paper on the surface was damp. The red and black lines tied to the jar, It's all faded.
I watched it for a while, and I always felt something was wrong, but I couldn't remember it for a while. I remembered that Huaxue was reading in Shuge, and maybe I could see the difference, so I paced and knocked on Huaxue's door.
She picked up the lamp to read at night, and hadn’t fallen asleep yet, heard the knock on the door, and asked: "Who, I’m still up at this night?" I was afraid of waking the fat man, and whispered: "I, you come out, I have something. please help me."
Soon, I heard the sound of Huaxue walking, the door opened with a creak, and Huaxue asked: "What's the matter, haven't you slept so late?"
I smiled and said, "You come and help me see a Gu worm, I always feel something is wrong, you may be able to see it."
Huaxue followed me to the kitchen, looked at the black pot under the water tank, looked for a while, then held his chin for a while, and said, "Xiao Kang, you are not mistaken, it is indeed not quite right."
I hurriedly asked: "What's wrong."
Huaxue said: "If I didn't guess wrong, according to the principle of mutual growth and restraint of the five elements, the water vapor here is humid and it belongs to watery terrain. If the pot worm is a fire insect, then it will be suppressed if it is left here. Live, there is no movement at all."
When Huaxue said this, I understood. Just now, I felt something was wrong. It turned out that the environment was not right. This humid environment is not suitable for the birth of Gu worms in the jar.
I said again: "This jar uses three poisonous snakes, three centipedes, three poisonous scorpions, three poisonous spiders... seven geckos, beetles, and eight poisonous herbs..." I took the number of poisonous insects in the jar just now. Tell Huaxue, "Which one of the five elements do you think this Gu worm belongs to?"
Huaxue thought for a while, and said, "From a numerical point of view, it is impossible to tell which attributes are. But from the ferocity of poisonous insects and poisons, it should be fire and gold insects. If you can see that it has a weak Red smell, then this bug is a fire bug. No matter what, the jar should not be placed here."
I thought about it, and immediately took out the jar, wiped off the mist on the surface with a dry cloth, and let it air dry. I looked at the jar intently. After about ten minutes, I finally heard a little movement.
Eventually I saw the crimson aura on the surface of the oil paper, and shouted: "I see the crimson aura. Although it is very faint, I can still see it."
Huaxue said: "The fire bug will have a red aura. It can be seen that the gu worm inside is a fire bug. Put it under the water tank, and it will definitely not grow naturally. If the wood makes a fire, we should put it in the eastern green wood position. Put it in a dry place in the wood shed... That's it."
Huaxue said with confidence.
According to what Huaxue said, I put the pot containing the fire bugs in the wood house. In order to prevent it from getting wet, I deliberately put a dry cloth on the bottom and made sure that the rain would not get it wet.
After I placed the fire worms, I listened for a while, and finally felt that the fire worms started to move slowly and normally. It has been brought back to life by a dead Gu.
Huaxue said: "Uncle Fatty has been here for six years. Maybe he hasn't thought about it. The water in the tank will affect the growth of fire worms in it. Now when I change here, there should be movement soon. After a sad day, a good time finally ushered in."
I nodded and asked Huaxue a few more questions. Some of Huaxue could answer, but others couldn't answer it. I need to go back and read the book again. I was afraid that it would affect her rest, so I let her go to rest first.
I tossed all night without much sleepiness, sitting on a chair in the living room, waiting for sleepiness to come. At this time, the little white dog ran from outside the yard, bit my trousers, and pulled it outside.
Its dark eyeballs turned quickly, followed by barking twice, looking very anxious. I asked, "Are you going to take me out? Is there anything outside?" The little white dog barked again.
"Go!" I got up and followed the little white dog out of the yard. The little white dog ran fast in the moonlight. Soon he left the stockade, crossed the stream, and reached the clearing by the stream.
Surrounded by silence, I was surprised and asked, "Little White Dog, what's the matter?" Little White Dog sniffed, and ran out of the grass on the side. I chased it quickly, and before I got close, I smelled a bloody smell. I didn't think it was because something was wrong.
After a few steps, I saw the little white dog stopped in a thicket of grass. When I walked over, I saw the mighty and strong big black dog lying on the ground, with heat dripping from his mouth, his stomach and back were hurt. Seriously injured and bleeding.
Seeing me coming, he flicked a few times, and after smelling my scent, I knew that I was not malicious, so I didn't struggle any more. The little white dog turned around me anxiously, barking constantly, looking very anxious.
I said, "Little white dog, don’t worry, I’ll take a look for the big black dog." I checked the big black dog’s body and found that besides the stomach and back wounds, there were also wounds on his head and blood from the wounds. It's all black.
Every wound had five paw prints, and they were all deeply wounded. There were two wounds to the internal organs, and the injuries on the head were also terrible. Everywhere was a fatal injury, and it was already lacking in recovery, and it was difficult to save it again.
I looked at the expectant little white dog, took off the coat and hugged the big black dog, and said to the little white dog: "Little white dog, your dad can't be saved. This paw wound. It’s very deep. It should be someone who dealt with your dad deliberately. Now you should smell your dad, sniff the breath on his body, and write down the smell of the enemy who harmed your dad. We will wait until later. Revenge for your dad!"
The big black dog is the king of black dogs in the mountains. It is far more ferocious than ordinary beasts, and all the wild dogs in the mountains surrender to it. A person who can severely injure such a person must be a very terrifying opponent. Judging from the wounds, that opponent has sharp claws, and the method of attack is definitely an ordinary beast. It may be a zombie in the mountain.
The big black dog came here, knowing that he was dead soon, and was going to see his child. Thinking of this, my tears flowed down uncontrollably, pressing my hand on the big black dog and patted it gently. Take this to ease the pain on it.
The little white dog is a smart dog. He understands what I mean. He turns around the big black dog and keeps sniffing. It wants to catch the big black dog. Every breath must be firmly remembered in the bottom of my heart.
I patted the big black dog's body and felt its body temperature drop rapidly. Its eyes were full of love. Most of it was on the little white dog. He looked at me again, full of complex emotions.
I said: "Don't worry, I will take good care of the little white dog. We will also find the monster that killed you. Black dog king, very happy, you sent the little white dog and we became good friends."
The big black dog stretched out his tongue, licked my hand, and then licked the hair on the little white dog's body. Finally, his breathing slowly dissipated and his eyes were dull. He slowly closed his eyes and lost his breath.
The little white dog turned around the big black dog, barking constantly, but the big black dog was dead and it was impossible to hear it. I shouted: "Little white dog, okay, don't bark. Your dad is gone, don't... bark, I beg you, okay!"
I hurried over, seized the opportunity, hugged the little white dog, and sat aside, tears falling uncontrollably. I understand the mood of the little white dog at the moment, and it took a long time for the little white dog to settle down.
I returned to the stockade and found a hoe and a shovel, wooden boards, paper and pen, and dug a deep pit on the high ground by the river, buried the big black dog in it, and wrote "The Tomb of the Black Dog King in Gu Sect" on the wooden board. ", I stuck it in front of the tomb and spent most of the night in front of the tomb until the moon gradually sinked and the dew was getting heavier and heavier before I got up and returned. I had to let it go and let it spend the whole night with Dad Dog's belly.
"Stupid dog, you remembered it." I was afraid that the white dog digs through the tomb. "This is already done. Don't plan to disturb your dad's quietness. Do you remember it?"
The little white dog was in low spirits, gave me a sad look in his eyes, and barked twice. I couldn't bear it, so I sat with the little white dog for a while, talked a lot with it, and then left it there.
When I came back, it was already very late. Feeling sad, lying in sex, no intention to sleep, and only fell asleep when it was about to dawn. But had an extremely terrible dream.
I dreamt that my dad came to Xiangxi to look for me, but he met Luo Dajin. Luo Dajin was cruel and terrible, and pierced my Abba's chest with a long knife.
My dad resisted the severe pain and kicked Luo Dajin away, but at this moment, a terrible man in black walked out from behind my dad, making a strange laugh, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand from behind. Pierced into my Abba's chest.
Blood spattered, I yelled no, I woke up from my sleep, sweating all over, the scenes in my dreams are vivid, and the feelings are also extremely real.
I stood up swayingly, thinking about the scene in my dream, and felt more and more scared. Could that kind of scenario really happen. My head was dizzy and I couldn't stand at all. After resting against the wall for a while, I didn't faint.
I thought to myself, I must have witnessed this nightmare when I saw Little White Dog and Dad Dog parting last night. My father must be fine. I won't let him happen. I gritted my teeth and walked out of the room. Just when I walked to the door, I felt dizzy and fell to the ground.
"Xiao Kang, what's the matter with you?" Uncle Fatty happened to see this scene, and he hurried over, helped me up and put his hand on my forehead, "You have a fever, and the temperature is not low..."
I shook my head: "It's okay, I'm okay... Very good. I can't rest, I have to go out to exercise..."
Uncle Fatty shouted: "You are burning like this, and you have to go out and run around. You idiot, sharpen your knife and chop wood by mistake, and recuperate your body before you can go out and exercise. I will hold you back and lie down, and I will give it to you. Boil medicine, cook porridge and eat."
Uncle Fatty couldn't help but just picked me up and put me in the fucking place. I drank rice porridge, drank some fever-reducing medicine, and fell asleep in a daze. I didn’t know that I had last night’s dream again. The man in black stabbed my Abba’s heart with a stab, laughed, and carried the dagger. Just come after me...
"No, don't kill my dad, don't kill me..." I woke up.