One Hundred Thousand Mountains, Zhenmo Ancient Cave.
After the resurrection of the beast monster, the scene of the ancient cave of Zhenmo is quite different from the previous appearance of the dark clouds and howling wind. Although the sky is still dark, the black air gathered at the entrance of the cave has dissipated. Yinfeng also disappeared without a trace.
Except for the still barren mountain range, only the stone statue woman standing at the entrance of Zhenmogu Cave, still stood there unchanged regardless of the weather.
And right in front of her, wearing bright silk clothes, was an extremely handsome, even a young man with a hint of coquettishness.
On a face that is fairer than ordinary women, with thin eyebrows and red eyes, thin lips and pointed chin, when you look closely, this face is faintly similar to that stone statue woman.
However, the temperaments on the faces of these two people are completely different!
This young man is the beast monster resurrected from the ancient cave of Zhenmo. No one would have expected that the demon that terrifies countless people in southern Xinjiang is actually such a handsome young man.
From the day of his resurrection, for some reason, he did nothing, neither killing wantonly, nor shouting in ecstasy, but just stood silently in front of the stone statue of Linglong Miko, staring silently.
A black shadow flashed past, and the lich floated silently from a distance, coming behind the young man.
"Master Beast God."
The young man remained motionless, without turning his head, and said, "What's the matter?"
The Lich stared at his back, and said: "The Thirteen Demon Kings have subdued all the remaining barbarians in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and they are all under the command of Lord Beast God."
Only then did the boy's body move, he turned around slowly, and said indifferently, "How many clans are left in total?"
The Lich said: "Now there are only thirty-seven clans. In the past hundred years, the dragons in the 100,000 mountains have no leader, and the barbarian clans often kill each other, and many clans have been wiped out."
The young man smiled coldly, and there was no disappointed expression on his face. On the contrary, there was a faint feeling of rebellion emanating from his heart. His gaze was like lightning, turning around on the Lich's face covered with a black veil.
The Lich suddenly felt that his face was almost burned by flames.
"Actually, it should belong to the thirty-eight clan," the young man said leisurely, "Isn't there still you, the last descendant of the black witch clan!"
The lich bowed his head and remained silent.
The young man turned his head slowly, and his eyes once again fell on the face of the stone statue of Linglong Miko. After staring for a long time, he suddenly called out: "Heimu."
Lich's body trembled. To him, this name seemed like a deep wound carved in his heart. Every time he called it, it would hurt him once.
Hearing the young man staring at the Linglong stone statue, his tone suddenly became a little bit more vicissitudes, and said: "It's been so many years, in front of Linglong, have you ever regretted it in your heart?"
The Lich was silent for a long time before whispering: "Yes."
The young man didn't turn his head back, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said quietly: "In this world, except for your big brother who turned into a fierce spirit, you are the only one who knows the relationship between Linglong and me. There were eight of you back then, Chasing me through thousands of mountains and rivers, thinking about it now, it seems like it was yesterday."
The body under the lich's black veil suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if the past was vivid in his mind.
It's just that the young man didn't pay attention to the lich's reaction at all. What he said was not so much said to the lich, but rather whispered to the stone statue. In his eyes, at this moment, there was only the stone statue of the exquisite witch.
"You," his voice slowly revealed a bit of sadness, sadness and indignation: "What are you doing for?"
The stone statue was speechless and stood silently.
"In your heart, is the life of the world and the fate of fate all that important?" The young man's voice suddenly became agitated, and gradually became louder.
"If you value those things more than me, so you have to get rid of me, isn't that right?" The expression on the young man's face showed a strange and coquettish cold smile: "But you know, I don't care at all. !"
"What bullshit is God's will, what are all beings in the world, what is that?" His expression became more and more stern. The strange thing is that even though the expression in his eyes is extremely terrifying, his appearance is becoming more and more coquettish and beautiful, hardly like ordinary people.
"You want me to die, just one word is enough, do you know? Do you know?" He growled sharply, facing the stone statue woman, and then, slowly, his voice dropped.
"But why... you actually regard those things as more important than yourself and your own life..."
Slowly, he stretched out his hand, gently stroking the rough face that had been eroded by countless years of wind and frost, brushing the once gentle face in deep memory!
A cold feeling, without a trace of warmth, slowly spread from the palm of my hand.
Opening his arms, he hugged the stone statue gently, and the boy's expression gradually became strangely gentle. The lich stood behind, silently watching the eerie scene.
"I know, it was the common people in this world who harmed you." The young man half closed his eyes, and whispered softly as if dreaming: "Don't worry! I will let everything come to be buried with you, and then I will come again looking for you..."
"You wait for me..." The low voice, quietly low and finally disappeared.
The alluring boy embraced the cold stone statue, the black-clothed lich stood still, the dark clouds in the sky thundered, and raindrops fell from the sky.
The heavy rain falls in the wind, making the world hazy. Vaguely, the Lich stared blankly, the raindrops fell on the face of the stone statue woman, and fell silently—
Like tears!
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Three thousand miles to the east of Qingyun Mountain, beside the ancient road extending southeast from Kongsang Mountain, there is a lonely wilderness, and it is the season when the grass grows and the warbler flies.
The small shop of He's, which is a day's journey away from Xiaochi Town, is also the same as in the past, standing alone by the ancient road, welcoming the passing travelers.
Boss He, the owner of the small shop, naturally doesn't remember how many guests he has greeted and sent, and the passers-by, of course, there are all kinds of people. But during these three days, he gradually became sure that although he was getting older, he would definitely remember such a guest.
In fact, it is not very accurate to say that it is a guest. In real terms, it should be a guest with a strange monkey. Moreover, for Boss He, the effect of the strange-looking monkey with three eyes that left a deep impression on him was even greater.
Three days ago, Boss He, who was standing outside the shop next to the ancient road, soliciting customers, saw this dusty, bewildered man coming from the ancient road with a three-eyed monkey on his shoulders, and somehow , I feel somewhat familiar.
At that time, he went up to greet him, intending to make a fuss and pull the guest into the small shop to rest for a while, but unexpectedly he only said: "Guest officer, this shop has hot tea and wine, why don't you take a rest inside..."
Before the latter words were spoken, the man who looked very haggard suddenly disappeared from his eyes. The next moment, when Boss He came back to his senses, the man was already sitting beside the wooden table in his small shop. And on the table, there was an ingot of silver enough to eat and drink non-stop in this small shop for three days.
Boss He was naturally very happy, and quickly served wine and food. It was just beyond his expectation that the guest and the monkey actually stayed in his small shop for three days and three nights, and until today, they seemed to have no intention of going on the road.
The man's spirit was obviously very bad. In three days, Boss He didn't see him say a word or laugh once. Every time he brought the wine and dishes to the table, the man just looked at the flagon silently, and then drank slowly.
It's just that the guest officer's alcohol capacity seems to be extremely poor. Every time he drank a little, Boss He estimated in his heart that it was less than half a pot, and he fell down on the wine table, unconscious. Contrary to the owner, the three-eyed monkey brought by this man stunned Boss He in surprise.
To be honest, Boss He opened a shop here. Although the place is remote, but because there are many merchants in the past, he can be regarded as a person with some experience. However, in the past three days, he has vowed countless times in his heart that he really saw this place. The monkey who can drink the most in his life and has the largest capacity for alcohol.
In just one day and night, all the fine wines in Boss He's store, including the jar of daughter's red spirits he hid under the old locust tree behind the store, were all consumed by this monkey.
And this monkey obviously still had an unfinished look, scratching its head, looking around, jumping and jumping for a long time, and screaming at Boss He non-stop.
Although Boss He doesn't understand the monkey language, a fool can see what the monkey means, so he doesn't want to pay attention to it, but unexpectedly, the monkey is as clever as a ghost, and secretly steals back the money that Boss He put away, and in He Dangling in front of the boss.
Boss He was helpless, not to mention that others had already paid enough money, so he had to send a guy from Xiaochi Town to deliver wine here overnight.
At first he was quite annoyed, but after a while, he gradually fell in love with this monkey. Besides, this three-eyed monkey has nothing bad about it other than drinking. On the contrary, it often plays and frolicks in the store. When it is in a good mood, it even does some juggling, such as being able to grow a cluster of flames from its hands out of thin air. Not only did Boss He stare straight at things like this, but all the other merchants who passed by in the past few days also looked happily. He stayed in Boss He's shop for a long time, which made him earn more money.
But the owner of the gray-haired three-eyed monkey was completely opposite to the lively monkey. Most of the time he lay down and slept reeking of alcohol, and when he woke up once in a while, he just looked around blankly. Occasionally, when the monkey came back to him, his eyes would be a little bit brighter. He lazily stretched out his hand to touch the monkey's head, and then he seemed to remember something sad, picked up the flagon and drank again. After a while, he was intoxicated in sleep again. .
Sometimes Boss He also secretly thought, this man is probably a lunatic! However, although he was just an ordinary shopkeeper, he still felt that this man was different from other passers-by.
Among other things, during the three days that this man stayed in this small shop, the mosquitoes that were most numerous at this time of night in the past suddenly all disappeared; The ghost crying sound that often echoed, seemed to be frightened by something, and all disappeared. So much so that Boss He, who was used to hearing these howling ghosts and howling wolves, suddenly became so quiet these three days that he couldn't sleep.
At dusk that day, Boss He stood behind the counter of the shop, closed the account book he had just calculated, and let out a long breath. Then, he looked into his small shop.
There is still a faint afterglow of the setting sun outside the window, which illuminates the sky red and at the same time, also shines in from the window of the small shop, elongating the tables and chairs here and reflecting them on the ground, as if time is passing by here quietly .
Boss He's mood suddenly felt a little strange, and he was at a loss for a while, he must have already passed fifty! Although the helper always said that he looked only forty or so, he knew that his body was still failing.
Time is not forgiving, is it just like this for a lifetime
He stared blankly at the gradually growing shadows of tables and chairs on the ground. When he raised his head, he saw the mottled and peeling marks on the walls of this small shop again.
The lonely setting sun shone on his face, showing some inexplicable vicissitudes in the world.
He sighed and shook his head. Don't think about these things! Boss He smiled wryly, picked up the ledger and walked towards the only customer and his monkey in the small shop at the moment.
The guest always sat at the table in the back, and at this moment, as usual, he was drunk and lying on the table, motionless. And his monkey was squatting on the table, holding the jug in his left hand, and grabbing delicacies from several dishes on the table with his right hand, drinking a sip of wine and eating a mouthful of food, living a happy life.
Boss He walked up to the guest, coughed, and cleared his throat, but he couldn't help but cast a glance at the monkey first, only to see that the three-eyed monkey obviously didn't care about his arrival and just glanced at him , and turned his attention to the jug in his hand.
Boss He sighed, this monkey is really the only animal he has ever seen such an alcoholic in his life, and seeing that it is carrying a big wine bag on its back, although it is shriveled, one can imagine what was inside it in the past .
Boss He withdrew his gaze. For some reason, he felt a little nervous. Even he couldn't explain clearly. He coughed a few more times, and then said cautiously, "This... guest officer."
The man in front of him remained motionless.
Boss He was a little embarrassed, but he continued: "Uh, guest officer, it's like this. The ingot you paid for three days ago has already been used up. Our shop is small and the profits are small, isn't it..."
The man didn't know if he was really drunk, and he lay there, but there was still no movement.
Boss He sighed, and said: "Actually, the ingot you paid for is quite a lot, let alone three days in the small shop, even five days is enough. It's just... it's just expensive." The animal is really too strong, and the drinking capacity is too large. In the past three days, it has drunk all the wine in the store, and the four cylinders of wine that were sent by another person in two times have been drunk by it... "
When Boss He said this, he looked at the three-eyed monkey again, only to see the monkey glared at him and made a grimace.
Boss He said in a low voice: "Could you please pay some more money—er, by the way, the ingot you paid three days ago was stolen by a noble animal, and it has not been returned yet. I..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a "ding" sound, and a silver coin bounced twice on the table, appearing in front of Boss He. Boss He took a closer look, but the monkey took out the stolen silver ingot from nowhere and threw it in front of him.
Boss He quickly picked it up and put it in his arms, but hesitated for a moment, glanced at the monkey, took out the silver again, opened his skirt, and put it in his underwear.
Just as he collected the money and was about to speak to the man again, a voice suddenly came from the door of the small shop: "Is anyone there?"
Boss He was startled, and looked back, only to see three people standing at the door, two men and one woman. In the lead is an old man, holding a bamboo pole in his hand, with a piece of white cloth hanging on it, with the words "immortal guiding the way" written on it.
Beside the old man was a girl who looked seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful appearance and a smile on her face.
There are two people, the old and the young, the old one is immortal, and the young one is beautiful and delicate. And behind the two, stood a middle-aged man, holding all the packages, but he was born strangely, taller than the previous two by more than a head, but his face was like a wild dog, which made him disgusted. .
Boss He hurriedly greeted him. After all, it is obviously impossible for the guests with monkeys to sneak away. It is better to greet the new guests first. He greeted him with a smile and said, "Yes, yes, three guest officials, do you want to eat or stay in the hotel?"
The old man at the head chuckled, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "What? Boss He, don't you know us?"
Boss He was taken aback, and looked at the old man carefully for a while, but he couldn't remember it anyway. He was doing business along this ancient road, and there were so many passers-by, how could he remember them all, so he could only shake his head in embarrassment, and said: "Sorry, guest officer, I am getting old and my memory is not good."
The old man had a look of pity on his face, he shook his head and sighed: "Oh, what a pity, what a pity! Ordinary people in the world are mostly like this. They have immortal fate in front of them, but they don't have the insight to know."
Boss He was startled, and felt a little in awe. Taking a closer look at the old man, he saw that he had a fluttering white beard and a fairy wind like a crane bone, most likely he was a master of Taoism.
Although Boss He doesn't know why the Daoist looks like a fortune teller, and the girl next to the old man seems to have a disapproving expression, but since he is an expert, it is naturally impossible for ordinary people like himself to understand. I understand, isn't it that I have become an expert
Thinking of this, Boss He's face has long been a little more respectful, and he respectfully said: "Yes, yes, this guest officer... no, please come to the master."
The old man agreed, and walked in first, holding the bamboo pole of the fairy to guide the way. The girl behind him smiled wryly and shook her head, then turned to the man carrying the package behind her and said, "Prince Wild Dog, let's go in and rest for a while!"
The man responded and followed in. The three of them sat at a table, and the dog-faced man put the package on the chair next to him and made a "bang", which seemed to be quite heavy.
These three people are naturally Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan's grandfather and grandson. As for the dog-faced man, he is the only wild dog priest left in the Blood Refining Hall. Since the end of the Battle of the Dead Marsh, Daoist Wild Dog followed Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan to wander around the world, making the world his home.
At the beginning, Zhou Yixian really didn't like the wild dogs, and picked on the wild dogs every day, making sarcastic remarks from time to time.
And Taoist Wild Dog somehow, as if he had changed his mind and changed his personality again, he didn't listen to him and followed him all the way.
And Xiaohuan is kind-hearted, she can't see it, and she speaks out to defend her. Although she is young, she has sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Even though Zhou Yixian is an old Jianghu, she is often speechless, and finally has to accept this fact.
Fortunately, as time passed, he gradually discovered that wild dogs were not useless. For example, he used to carry heavy parcels by himself, but now he could throw them all to this "coolie", and in Xiaohuan's slightly apologetic eyes, the "coolie" unexpectedly There was no resentment at all, but a very happy look.
As for other benefits, such as encountering wild animals when walking in the wild, seeing ghosts while walking, meeting strongmen when crossing mountains, etc., it is natural to send this wild dog "hero" to help settle it.
Along the way, Zhou Yixian only felt extremely comfortable. He had never walked Tianya Road as comfortably as these past few months. He wished he hadn't met the wild dog earlier.
During this period of time, the three of them revisited their old places. Anyway, they wandered around the world and could go anywhere. As they walked, they walked back to this ancient road. Thanks to Zhou Yixian, who is like a ghost, he still remembers that Boss He, who runs a small shop on the side of the road, pretended to be an expert once when he came up, and Boss He was taken aback by surprise.
Seeing how respectful Boss He was to him, Zhou Yixian was very proud, and ordered a few dishes in a grand manner.
When Boss He walked away quickly to prepare, Zhou Yixian turned his head and was about to brag to Xiaohuan and Taoist Wild Dog, but suddenly saw incredible expressions on the faces of Xiaohuan and Taoist Wild Dog for some reason. , staring straight at the ground.
Zhou Yixian asked strangely: "Hey, what's the matter with you?"
Daoist Wild Dog raised his arm that seemed to have become a little heavy, and pointed to the depths of the small shop: "Look for yourself."
Zhou Yixian glared at him, turned his head to look, and suddenly his body shook.
In the afterglow of the evening sun, the last ray of light fell from the window. In the dark corner deep in the shop, there was a figure of a man, and on the table, in the shadows, a three-eyed monkey was looking at them .
Xiaohuan was stunned, and called out in a low voice: "Xiao Hui?"