Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 25 Magic Battle Poetry
Fang Zhe listened for a while, but there was no sound of footsteps, and he heard the slight sound of 'hu...hu...' blowing in from the wooden door.

He was stunned for a moment, he opened the door twice today, knowing that the solid wooden door was very heavy, and it would be difficult to open it if it wasn't for the strong wind, what's going on?

Why so dark?Why are there no windows?
A series of memories flooded out of my mind one after another.

The darkness with only a glimmer of light kept him from opening his eyes, otherwise he might not even be able to breathe because of fear.

Why can't the original owner open the door without his parents in his memory?
Suddenly.

A scarlet light flashed in the darkness, and with the faint light, a pair of blood-red eyes

A huge mouse with sharp teeth lay on the ground!
That's right, this mutant mouse smelled my breath.

Memories poured out like a flood of floodgates.

Fang Zhe narrowed his eyes slightly. It was useless to open his eyes even if there was no light in the darkness. He clenched his fist with his right hand, estimated the location where the opponent's mouse was attacking, and prepared to blast it in the direction of the head.

The experience of hunting in the previous life seemed to be activated a little bit. Fang Zhe knew that the head is the most vulnerable place of the mouse, whether it hit the nose, eyes or other places on the head of the mouse!
As the rat jumped up, Fang Zhe also swung his fist, but it was a pity that the swift fist hit the air.

The mouse that jumped down in the air flicked its tail miraculously, changed its attack direction in mid-air, and jumped a few meters away in the next second, then turned back to stare at Fang Zhe very vigilantly.

How can this be?

Fang Zhe was horrified. This mouse was definitely not a normal mouse. Even if it was a mutant animal from the primitive era, he shouldn't have avoided it like this under such a swift attack.

Even a mouse is so cunning.

The mouse eyes staring at Fang Zhe became even more energetic. The scrutinizing gaze was comparable to that of the class teacher who peeked at the window when Fang Zhe was in school.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Fang Zhe's eyes suddenly became blurred, and he struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the feeling of his eyes being covered.

At this moment, the mouse seemed to have finally determined that the target in front of it could no longer punch, and was also affected by itself, so it squeaked strangely, and rushed straight like lightning, which was worse than the previous feint. Get a point.

Fang Zhe desperately tried to lift his hands up, but his head was in a mess, as if he had lost control of his body.

Gasping for breath, his heart was beating wildly. With a little bit of light, he could see the swiftness of the mouse's rush, and the sharp claws might be able to scratch his fragile skin in one fell swoop.

Two apple-sized teeth, with a trace of cold light passing over them, opened and closed with the impact.

'Am I dying? 'This thought came to Fang Zhe's mind. He finally defeated the original owner's soul, and he is about to die now?

Fang Zhe's vision began to blur.

At this moment, the room lit up with a light, the darkness quickly receded, and the shadows disappeared suddenly.

But Fang Zhe's pupils shrank suddenly, and an extremely sharp wind flashed in mid-air. Under the wind, the mouse leaped in the air and broke in half from the middle, with a smooth incision.

"September is closed and snowy, there are no flowers but cold. I wish to put my sword down to kill evil spirits."

The sound came only when the rat corpse was cut open.

It was... the voice of his father Fang Yun.

With the death of the mouse, "Huh...huh...huh..." Fang Zhe was able to breathe, he took a big breath, fresh air poured into his lungs, and his throat and lungs felt a burning pain.

The feeling of chaos in my mind gradually disappeared.

"Azhe, Azhe, are you okay?" A haggard woman in her 30s anxiously helped Fang Zhe up.

"It's the devil mouse. It took advantage of Ah Zhe's weakness and stared at Ah Zhe." The scholar-like middle-aged man next to him said something. With a book in his hand, he put down the book and walked away quickly. After a while, he took a bowl water back.

Before he could speak, he was poured water.

As soon as he took a sip, he couldn't help coughing, this is not ordinary water, it has a pungent spicy taste.

He wanted to vomit, but the middle-aged man didn't let Fang Zhe vomit. He squeezed his chin and shouted, "Drink it all if you don't want to die."

Fang Zhe was still forced to drink a bowl of strange water. After drinking it, he felt a kind of heat rising all over his body, dispelling a chill.

Even the exhaustion in my mind caused by the mental battle before seemed to have disappeared a lot.

"It should be fine." The middle-aged man touched Fang Zhe's forehead with his big rough hands and said in relief.

The woman standing on the side breathed a long sigh of relief, and she reproached: "Azhe, didn't mother tell you not to open the door after your father and I left? This kind of magic rat likes to attack children, especially children. Your father said that you have been very mentally exhausted recently?"

Devil rat?

Following these two words, another wave of memory flooded Fang Zhe's mind.

Demon rats are yin-loving, gluttonous, and have a weak mental disturbance ability, which is equivalent to the mental attack of a 3-year-old child.

He likes to sneak attack at night, but the attack is very weak, and generally he will not choose to attack people unless the person is judged to be extremely weak.

Fang Zhe calmed down and said sheepishly: "Mom, I don't know why I've been a little confused in my sleep these past two days. I just accidentally forgot my mother's instructions. Do you want to go out for some fresh air?"

The middle-aged man also interrupted the conversation at this time, and said in a deep voice: "Azhe, have you felt any other symptoms of discomfort recently, as a father, can you feel that your energy is draining?"

energy?

What energy?
With the awakening of nouns, strands of memory emerge again.

This is a book master
The world of the power of heaven and earth.

Talent is in the body, poetry can kill the enemy, words can destroy the army, and articles can make the world safe.

Scholars pick up the pen and talk about soldiers on paper; they slay the enemy, and the export is complete; the jinshi is angry and speaks with words.

When the sage arrives, he will swear by his words and pen, he can punish people, and he can judge the Son of Heaven to be incompetent, so that he can be an enemy of the country.

However, no saint has appeared in the world since the time of Emperor Qinhuang.

Today, military generals and scholars guard the frontier together.

The memories that appeared in his mind made Fang Zhe extremely shocked. This, this, what kind of world is this, it is so wonderful.

It seemed that the poem his father had read before was a method of applying the power of heaven and earth. This magical power simply subverted Fang Zhe's cognition.

Seeing Fang Zhe froze, looking silly.

The woman gave a wry smile and said, "Don't talk about Zhe'er, let him rest more these two days."

heard.

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Let's cook first, Zhe'er, take a good rest."

In advance of the devil mouse on the ground, the two turned around and went busy.

Fang Zhe had a lot of questions in his heart to ask, but seeing that the couple had left, he couldn't speak anymore.

The couple are Fang Zhe's current parents.

Fang Zhe smiled wryly. He felt that the 'parents' were a bit big-hearted. He was almost killed by a mouse just now, but after the two of them solved it, they turned around and went to cook as if nothing had happened.

I don't know if the values ​​​​of the ancient people are a little different...

Touching his cold forehead, until now, he can still feel the mental distress just now.

Fang Zhe's face changed slightly. What happened just now was not a hallucination, but what exactly is the devil mouse?
Is there really something strange in the dark?
Before time travel, Fang Zhe was an atheist, but when he entered the primitive world for the first time and saw this power.

This strange power cannot be explained by science at all, but such a highly intelligent monster has never been seen, and even in the primitive world, those animals cannot compare with this mouse.

Now he has some doubts, maybe this world is more terrifying than he imagined...

Fang Zhe looked at the dark corner of the house where the oil lamp could not reach, and stared.

With the gradual recovery of the spirit, the body no longer had the creepy reaction, the feeling of powerlessness and suffocation when staring at the darkness finally disappeared.

Fang Zhe's head was a little confused, he couldn't figure out what was going on.

Everything can only be attributed to the influence of the original owner.

After a while, mother Yang Yuhuan came in, she smiled and said, "Zhe'er, let's go eat."

Seeing Fang Zhe struggling to get up from the bed, he immediately wanted to reach out and help Fang Zhe stand up.

"Mother, I can do it myself." Fang Zhe shook his head. With the recovery of mental strength, his body was just cramped due to the slight tension caused by the shock just now.

When Fang Zhe was thinking this way, he had already stood up by himself.

Yang Yuhuan, who was watching, said happily: "It seems that Zhe'er is already healed, so your father and I don't have to worry about you asking for a saint."

Please do something about the Holy Science?
Fang Zhe asked: "Mother, what's the matter with Shengxue?"

Yang Yuhuan said: "For the matter of inviting the saints, we thought you, Akai, would go behind your back, but today you can stand up on your own, so I think it's all right."

Please learn?
Fang Zhe wanted to ask again, but was pushed by Yuhuan to sit down at the dinner table.

The house of the Fang family looks a bit big, facing north and south, the one in the backyard is Fang Zhe's bedroom, the one on the west side is his parents' bedroom, and the one on the west side should be his father's study.

The back hall in the courtyard should be used for eating or entertaining guests.

For the previous three days, his mother Yuhuan brought Fang Zhe food to the bed. At that time, Fang Zhe's head was like a ball of paste. He just ate subconsciously and didn't feel much.

This is the first time he is sitting and eating with his parents.

There is only a plate of green vegetables in a large bowl on the square table, mixed with small black pieces of meat.There is still a little bit of fat oozing out of the meat slices.

Fang Zhe just glanced at the dish, he turned his eyes away, and focused all his attention on this piece of meat. Could it be the rat meat just now?

The light coming in from outside the door shone on the meat, and there were traces of oily spots from time to time.

"Eat, the meat of the devil mouse is tender and strong. It's also strange. This kind of creature with weak lethality is generally afraid to enter the town, and I don't know what happened today."

Hearing his father Fang Yun's words, Fang Zhe's expression turned ugly. Thinking of the mouse's vicious look just now, he became ruthless, and directly picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

At first, I wanted to swallow the dates whole, but as soon as the sliced ​​meat was in my mouth, a salty aroma came directly from my mouth. After chewing carefully, it tasted like top steak in the civilized era.

Fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood.

Tsk, it smells so good.

(End of this chapter)