Today's Blank is Also Unbeaten

As soon as Ji Er heard the old man's words, he suddenly disappeared, with a listless look, sitting there without saying a word!He thought he could escape a beating, but he didn't expect that the old man who raised him would find out. Ji Er was gnashing his teeth, but he was thinking: "I must look for the opportunity to look good on the tiger and take revenge!"

The old man knew what Ji Er was thinking when he looked like that, and he didn't reveal his small thoughts, and then said, "I'm not worried about those souls with enlightened intelligence and wisdom in the depths of the old forest. It's not good, I don't know why those powerful monsters and spirits don't want to hurt you, but I'm afraid that the beasts without intelligence will hurt you, so I restrict you from going to the old forest. Going too far in the woods to play, understand?"

Ji Er looked at the old man and hurriedly nodded his little head, like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Oh oh. I know the old man, and I will never dare again. I am just playing by the river today, but little gold When he came to play with me, he couldn't help being abducted by it and went to play in the old woods for a while, and then I'll try not to go there as much as possible."

When the old man who was called by the urchin as an old man heard the urchin's words, his turbid old eyes suddenly flashed back to normal.

He just responded with a faint "Oh" to indicate that he heard it.

He knew about the little monkey. It had golden hair all over its body, and a pair of diamond-like eyes. It was full of smart intelligence. It was obvious that it had already opened up its intelligence, especially the soles of its lower limbs were red. Yes, although he couldn't see the heels and feet of this little monkey based on his experience, it was obviously a descendant of an ancient alien species, born with a strong athlete's foot. As for why the little golden monkey would play with the urchin, he only It can be said that it is the causal cycle of heaven, but it is not clear!Fate is a thing from ancient times to the present, and there is no historical record that anyone has comprehended it.

The old man was silent for a while!When the child on the opposite side finished eating the big bowl of lean meat and drank the bucket of animal blood, he stood up and said, "I won't punish you today, I'll go to dispense the medicine, wait for you to go out and do some activities, so that the energy in the meat can be absorbed. Your body is running, so that we can carry out the baptism of immersing the flesh once a month."

After speaking, the old man walked out of the wooden house they used as the kitchen and went to the cave in Yabi. After a while, he heard the voice of Perak Bala from the cave.

Ji Er has no objection. Like this monthly baptism, he has been used to it since he was very young, but he is excited to save a "beat".

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Ji Er walked out of the house, went to the vegetable field in the yard, picked a cucumber, took a bite, and walked to the edge of the cliff to look down the mountain. The mountain wind blew through, revealing the coolness, which made the animal meat energy in the body explode. He felt more comfortable, the valleys under the cliffs were lit up with lights one after another, and occasionally there would be singing and laughter that he didn't know whose family, which made him a little envious, envious of those who had parents, brothers The sister's playmate, there are stars and moonlight in the mountain village, the flowers are fragrant, and the fragrance is sweet, but he is a little lonely!The crotch is very melancholy!

There is a tribe in the valley, which can also be called a small village. There are not too many people in the village, there are only two to three hundred people. They have lived and thrived in this southern barren mountain range left by the gods for generations.

The men hunted and the women farmed, supported the mountains to eat the mountains, and made a living by hunting.They have also lived extremely savagely for generations, hunting and killing wild animals for food, fighting with wild animals in order to gain territory, become land on which to live, or become food for wild animals.

I don't know why they have to live in this cruel environment for generations. After all, the life here is bloody and cruel, but because of the ancestors' teaching, no one will betray their ancestors and leave the wilderness to settle in a big city outside. The repressed eager mind,

Tribes like them, like the seeds of dandelions, are scattered by the wind and scattered in the ancient deep forests of the Southern Wilderness composed of hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers!The outside world calls them the abandoned people of Xiangu!In fact, they are the descendants of the eight tribes left by the gods, and their ancestors Zengjin have supreme glory, Zengjin is called "Dragon Babu".

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The eight divisions of Tianlong are: [-]. Tianzhong division, [-]. Dragon division, [-]. Yasha division, [-]. Gandharwa division, [-]. Ashura division, [-]. Garuda division, [-]. Kinnara division , Eighth, the Mahabharata!And the eight relics in this valley are exactly one of the Ashura.

The shaman here is the old patriarch of the previous generation, the grandfather of Dahu, and the current patriarch is Dahu's father called "Luo Tian".Both Asura Tian, ​​meaning the power of the gods, and the shaman is the old man of a family and the strongest.

Shamans were known as the mediators between gods and people in the Age of Aragami. The biggest difference between them and other sectarians is that they can use their personal bodies as a medium for information communication between people and ghosts and gods.

There are two main ways to use this medium. One is that the gods are the main body. Through the shaman's sacrifices and rituals, the secret words of oral and deeds are passed from generation to generation to complete the invitation or temptation of the gods in the spiritual world, so that the gods can use the so-called 'possession'. way to attach to the shaman's body, and complete the communication with the next mortal through the shaman's body; the second is to use the shaman as the main body, and also through the shaman's sacrifice, ceremony, and secret language to achieve 'soul out of the shell', so as to In the spiritual world, the shaman's soul can be separated from the real world to communicate with the gods.

Lao Tzu and the shaman are friends of life and death. Five years ago, he brought Ji Er to this tribe to live in seclusion. As for why, Ji Er, who is called Goblin, is not too clear, nor is it what he should know now, I believe he needs to understand. When the time comes, the old man will definitely tell him, otherwise, with the old man's stubborn and eccentric character, he will ask in vain.

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The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the mountains inevitably began to feel a little cooler. In front of the cave entrance on the cliff, there was a child about four or five years old, holding a stone five or six times as black as iron around the cliff in both hands. The open space above ran wildly, and from time to time, the voice of "Hehehehe!" came out of his mouth.His whole body was as red as fire, and he was dripping with sweat as if he was washing with water.The old man has long been used to it, sitting on a reclining chair made of bamboo, holding a small pottery pot in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, with a look of enjoyment on his face. child.

After an hour, that is, about two hours, the kid who was nicknamed Goblin stopped and threw the rock like a mountain in his hand, and the rock like a hill flew out two or three feet away. It can be seen that Ji Er's strength has reached a terrifying level, the child has overdrawn his physical strength, and the energy in his body has been dissipated with his tossing for an hour, filling the muscles and veins in his body.

The old man just said two words lightly: "start"

Ji Er grinned and walked to a large black cauldron with countless runes in front of the cave. There was a bonfire under the cauldron, and the black juice inside the cauldron was constantly tumbling. Centipedes, scorpions, poisonous insects, haloing poisonous weeds, and various herbs.

Ji Er took off his clothes and jumped and fell into the big cauldron. He felt that the pores all over his body opened together, and the pores on the surface of his body entered his blood through capillaries. Ji Er was called the goblin. Sitting in the big cauldron with grinning teeth, gritted his teeth and endured the invasion of the body by the essence of the medicinal soup in the cauldron, allowing it to flow away in his own tendons, scouring the channels of the tendons, and there would be a trace of the heavenly spirit above his head covering half of it. The black cold air visible to the naked eye came out from the top of the head. This is how Ji Er’s poison of profound yin was dissolved in his body. It was in this way that the old man saved Ji Er’s little life like a seedling. , After a long while, the child couldn't bear it any longer, screaming and screaming.

The lights at the foot of the mountain came out, and the children in the wooden house would laugh when they heard it.

The big tiger, who heard the ghosts and wolves howling, looked through the window of the wooden house to the flickering bonfires on the cliffs of the back mountain, and smiled happily: "This kid, he has been boiled again!"

One one one one one one one one one one one one one

Time flies like an arrow, white horses pass through the gap.

Time always slips away inadvertently.

When Ji Erru boiled red crabs came out of the cauldron, it was already the second half of the night, and there was no light in the valley below the mountain.

Suddenly a strange wind blew, and a shadow that covered the sky and the sun flew towards the cliff where Ji Er was located. It turned out to be a bird of prey crossing the mountain scale eagle. Its huge wings spread out to cover the sky, and its true feathers were like steel. Needle-like, black and shiny, in its huge claws, it was holding a swaying serpent, and it was colorful and ferocious.At this moment, a golden light on the mountain next door was like a flame in the moonlight. It was a three-headed lion with a body of more than ten meters. This is the true spirit beast of the Shura tribe. This world is full of strange and strange things. The three lions in front of you are one of them, and there are species of plants and flowers that absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to cultivate and achieve true spirits.

When he saw that it was a scale eagle crossing the mountain, the true spirit of the Asura clan guardian disappeared in the darkness without a trace.

The cross-mountain eagle flew to the cliff where Ji Er was located, and when the steel claws were loosened, the colorful serpent fell on the cliff. A hurricane blew past, and the cross-mountain eagle had landed beside the serpent. The hook-like golden peck suddenly pecked on the head of the multi-colored flood snake, and suddenly there was a snow hole the size of the bowl. The snake turned silent a few times, obviously it was already dead and could not die. The Jiao snake is obviously not an ordinary snake, but a species deep in the deep forests of the Southern Wilderness.

As soon as Ji Er saw it was a scale eagle across the mountain, she immediately stared at her little butt, flung a little bird, and flew towards it with a wailing cry, saying from time to time, "Xiao Hei, I miss you so much, and you sent me this again. Food, here we come."

Over the mountain scale eagle is also very happy.

A wild and ancient alien crossed the mountain scale eagle, and Ji Er who flung a small bird hugged each other like this, the cross mountain scale eagle lowered his head, and was very close to Ji Er's head.

It turned out that this cross-mountain scale eagle was brought back by Ji Er from outside the year before. At that time, it was just a fluffy young bird. It grew so big in less than two years. Now it is active in the no-man's land deep in the wilderness. I will come back to visit Ji Er in a few months, and each time I bring different prey from the depths of the southern wilderness for Ji Er to enjoy. I am not too surprised by this on the bamboo-woven reclining chair. It is obviously not the first time I have seen it. Put your eyes to sleep.

The night in the Southern Wilderness is full of stars twinkling, and a supreme heart shape is quietly rising slowly on the cliff.

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In the early morning, a vigorous scaled eagle, flapping its wings slowly, soared in the blue sky in the early morning. It circled, circled, and dashed over the hills and hills in this gloomy and desolate valley full of vitality. The peak of it, flew into the distance, to the no-man's land of the Southern Wild Forest, where is there a place where it can grow.

The morning sun is late, the stars refuse to leave, the valley of the Asura tribe in the early morning, the fish maw in the east has turned into a golden morning glow, and in a blink of an eye, a rising sun has also revealed the clouds, and the fog that pervades the valley is in the sky. Dissipated under the sun, the mountains and peaks appeared as if they had been uncovered by a thin layer of mist, suddenly revealing.Looking from a distance, people can be seen faintly under the hill, and smoke from the kitchen seems to be running away. It is difficult to tell whether it is fog or smoke for a while!That is the scene of the clansmen of the big tiger in the mountain village getting up early. The cruel laws of the southern wilderness made the human clan living in this forest learn to work hard prematurely.

A five-year-old child is sitting cross-legged on a protruding rock on the cliff, and a fiery red sun rises in the purple-brown haze, erupting flames around, illuminating the valley below with flickering figures inside.

Facing the big day of the new life, Ji Er closed his eyes and thought, the spiritual platform was empty, and the whole body and the environment were integrated.The valley, the rocky cliff, the red sun, and Ji Er constitute a painting that is hard to find. It seems that the little man is a member of nature. If this painting lacks such a little man, the charm of the painting will be lost. , the painting is just a sketch of Ji Er's graffiti, but with Ji Er, you will have the character and spirit of the painting.

Although I don't know why the old man insisted that he would come to sit here every day when the dawn came to the red sun and he was born, but since he was able to sit up, it seemed like this. For an adult person, sitting for a while is nothing. Know that children are naturally active.

From the crying at the beginning to the irritability later, and now the heart is as empty as the water, Ji Er, who is called the goblin, can be said to be at the forefront of most geniuses.

When he was young, he still didn't understand that if he just sat there, he could have no desire or desire at any time, as if only himself existed between the heaven and the earth.

The mind is as bright as a mirror, and the state of mind that does not provoke a dust is amazing!