death of mountain god

Zhou Li was arranging the large loess-colored backpack that had been messed up by the bastard, and was about to tell her to walk slowly, but when he looked up, he found that the beautiful scenery was still the same, and the figure that should have been in front of him disappeared.

"Chen Yuan?"

There was no response, and the surrounding fog thickened at a speed visible to the naked eye. The smell of soil mixed with the woody smell of pine and vetiver slowly filled the area, and Zhou Yue's nerves tensed up.

The dead branches on the ground shattered with a "click", Zhou Li stretched his nerves, and quickly moved his fingers to press the mechanism of the ring on his right hand, "呵──", in an instant, a dagger stabbing at his vitals was struck by several silver The thread was entangled and hung right in front of the heart.

He breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, fortunately, he had the magic weapon given by the old monk, otherwise he would have confessed here today.

Zhou Li turned around and mobilized the silk thread to attack, but the people behind him jumped up as if they understood his actions. He closed his momentum and raised his head, facing the figure on the branch. The only weapon he had at this time was the one he hadn't used skillfully. spider silk.

That figure stood motionless in mid-air, Zhou Li tried his best to stabilize his vocal cords and asked, "What are you?"

The leaves moved without wind, and a slightly hoarse voice came from above: "When did that thing next to you come alive?"

Came here for Chen Yuan?Zhou Li replied cautiously: "I don't know when she came back to life. Since I met her two months ago, she has been a rabbit spirit."

"Aren't you tired of standing there? It's a civilized society now, what problems can't be solved by having a meal?"

Hearing the words, the black shadow moved, and jumped down suddenly. Zhou Li was caught off guard, his knuckles hurt, and he was suddenly restrained, and he gasped with a hiss.

"Such little gadgets don't dangle in front of my eyes. Come with me somewhere." After speaking, the man let go of his hand, walked to the root of an old pine tree and bent down to tap it.

The pine tree was covered with a thick layer of moss, and some of the winding roots were exposed to the air. He was wearing unusually thin clothes, which seemed unreasonable in the cold mountain that had already risen.

Zhou Li rubbed his sore fingers and followed, only to see that the originally thin pine branches swelled several times in a blink of an eye, and thoughtfully left a door for him.

Before being swallowed by the door, he glanced at the plant tips hanging on the tree trunk: flat-topped pine, evergreen trees, slow-growing, mostly short... for a moment his eyes went dark.

The old pine tree thoughtfully matched the creaking sound of the door hinge, and when he took a deep breath and looked up, he met a pair of black eyes that were slightly suspicious.

"What's your name?" His stature and voice resembled that of a young man in the process of changing his voice.

"Zhou Li." He looked around. There was an oil-wick lamp hanging on the antlers in the center of the wall. The owner of the house bent down and groped in the lacquered belly of the mahogany square table. He found two white porcelain cups and wiped them with a flannel cloth. Putting it right on the table, he took out a pot of hot tea from the closet and poured it into two cups.

Zhou Li secretly speculated about what this person was, and which place was occupied by human demons and ghosts. After observing for a long time, he only ruled out the option of human beings.No one settles in such a place.

Gradually, the fragrance of tea drove away the dampness, Zhou Li saw him make a gesture of invitation, and sat across the table without hesitation.

"I'm just a mountain ghost that emerged from a pine tree. If you have friends coming from afar, let's have a cup of tea." middle School student.

Not lonely?It's a pity that you didn't regard me as a friend, and you were planning to stab me to death a moment ago, Zhou Li said indifferently: "Master Shangui is very interested, but unfortunately I just want to go out quickly to see the scenery, please tell me if you have anything to do."

"Borrow your black beast for use." The mountain ghost didn't make a fuss, "It's the rabbit spirit you're talking about."

"I'm afraid it won't work. Is there only a bone left after borrowing it?" Zhou Li refused thoroughly, "Although the rabbit is troublesome to raise, it has already transformed into a human being and enjoys basic human rights."

There seems to be a sentence in the old monk's miscellaneous books: In the southwestern wilderness, there are black beasts, which look like rabbits, with a human face that can speak, and are good at deceiving others.Zhou Li was secretly startled, Chen Yuan was indeed not an ordinary bastard.

The mountain ghost was not angry when he heard the words, his eyes were full of confusion: "Why don't you like drinking tea? Can't you drink tea with me?"

Looking into the deep eyes of the mountain ghost, Zhou Li unconsciously picked up the white porcelain cup in front of him, the distance between his lips and the cup gradually shortened, and just as he was about to drink it down, the obsidian inlaid on the ring suddenly flashed, Zhou Li was shocked , looked down at the tea in the cup, only to see that the tea just now had turned into blood, and the surface of the dark red liquid reflected his eyes that had just recovered.

"Is this your way of hospitality?" Zhou Li put down his teacup slowly, feeling a little scared in his heart.

The monsters in the mountains are best at deceiving people. Once they drink their blood, they will let it go and lose their minds.A trick of this level would not be a hit, Zhou Li thought carefully, the flaw should have appeared as early as the confrontation outside the room, the unusually rich rosin and the smell of vegetation confused his senses, and then the mountain ghost intentionally introduced him into this place In the dim room, the surrounding atmosphere gradually became warm and dry, like a spider weaving its prey into its web step by step.

Suddenly, Zhou Li's spider web hit the oil-wick lamp on the wall, the lamp went out, but the room did not fall into darkness.

As the dim light source disappeared, the illusion faded, a window appeared on one wall, the sunlight poured in, the broken red paint on the table disappeared, and when I looked down, there was still crimson blood in the teacup.

The mountain ghost asked thoughtfully, "Have we met before?"

"You always say what you want to use it for. I will help if I can. Don't play "Dream of the Red Mansions" with me here." There is a date", especially the spirit of this mountain ghost seems to be abnormal.

"Save people." The mountain ghost didn't seem to want to say too much, probably because of his personality, so he asked for help in a concise manner.

"Save people?" That's right, Zhou Li realized that this mountain ghost is not dead or alive, and Chen Yuan's hind legs are also useful to those of us who live and die.

Zhou Li was afraid of irritating the mountain ghost, so he chose his words carefully and said: "Let's not talk about the beast that got lost just now, even if it was squatting on the plate in its original form, I can't make decisions against its wishes, you Do you want to think of another way?"

Shan Gui frowned when he heard the words, heard the excuses in his words, and his face darkened: "Zhou Li, you smashed my incense lamp, should you pay for it?"

"Shouldn't you explain this cup of tea too?" Zhou Li shook the liquid in the teacup gently, observing the window that seemed to be connected to the outside world from the corner of his eyes. If you go out from here, you don't know what your odds are.

The mountain ghost unhurriedly took out his big-bellied stainless steel teapot, rolled up his shirt sleeves to his elbows, and carefully poured some blood into the hydroponic monstera on the table, "I just want a piece of rabbit meat .You don’t want to be cheap and act good. This mountain ghost blood is different from the blood of ordinary spirits. It can promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis if it is injured, and prolong your life if it is not injured. Can it still kill you?”

Under this not-so-smooth conversation, the mountain ghost's leisurely look was quite Zen-like. Unfortunately, Zhou Li wanted to escape from the predicament at this time, but he felt that this mountain ghost exuded an aura of determination from the inside out, which made him feel very relaxed. People are uneasy.

The blood dripped into the water and scattered, and suddenly there were slight ripples on the surface of the water. The mountain ghost stood up, frowned and shouted: "Who is knocking on the door?"

The whole room began to shake and vibrate, and the mountain ghost suddenly covered his forehead, as if he had been seriously injured, Zhou Yue was overjoyed, drove the spider silk to shatter the glass window, and took advantage of the situation to bend down and jump out of the window.

"Hmm──" Zhou Li didn't yell out, and was stopped by someone in an instant, covered his mouth, and dragged to another dark place.

There was a silent warning in his ear: "Hush—there is a trap outside the window."

The person who came was not a mountain ghost. There was a familiar smell on his body, which reminded Zhou Li of his childhood living in a temple, the censer with lingering smoke in front of the table, and the dim yellow lamp that the old monk kept on to save electricity. light.

Zhou Li was pressed against the wall, feeling that the person behind him was not malicious, so he simply gave up struggling.After he calmed down, the people behind him grabbed his wrist and pulled him towards a certain direction.

There was darkness in front of his eyes, silence in his ears, only a trace of nerve survived, clinging tightly to the sense of touch on his wrist.

Suddenly, the surviving nerve sensed the disappearance of the restricting power, and the man left as if he had retired from his career, bringing him to the world full of tourists in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Li's fingers were trembling. He had never encountered such a bizarre thing. The transformation of space gave people a more direct impression than that of a fine rabbit. He took out his mobile phone, address book, and Chen Yuan from his pocket. Dial out.

He was hung up as soon as he made the call, and the rabbit spirit wearing a large gray-blue hat threw the heavy backpack and trekking poles at his feet, and asked viciously: "Zhou Li, what are you doing? If you don’t listen to me when I tell you to go with me, aren’t you so proud that you have saved your life again?”

This venomous bunny is a bit cute at first glance, maybe it is to cater to the current world that looks at faces, so as not to be beaten to death, Zhou Li picked up the bag with one hand, and picked up the trekking pole with the other and hit her on the head: " Hurry up, talk while walking, crawl until dark to see what you do."

As soon as it gets dark and everything is silent, other things come out to open the market.

The bunny reluctantly jumped into the bag by himself, muttering: "Did you buy the Poke Ball hard-shell pet bag I mentioned last time? You can't find a girlfriend with this kind of straight male mountaineering backpack. "

Tsk, straight man, Zhou Li looked at the beautiful little girls around him with desires and desires in his eyes.

There are souvenir sellers along the road. The small and round stones are engraved with golden double-winged beasts. The red rope is coiled into a beautiful knot. One end goes through the hole cut in the stone, and the other end can be tied to a keychain. The boss’s business is very good. Red fire, a young man in a black hooded coat is bending over to observe the texture of the stone. He tilts his head slightly, revealing an indigo-dyed shirt collar and a beautiful mandible.

Zhou Li didn't know much about these gadgets, but just now his feet felt a little weak, so he went to the boss and asked for mineral water, three bottles for ten yuan. Water spilled onto sleeves and thighs.

A little embarrassed at the moment, he sneaked a glance at the young man, looking perfectly at each other.

Ten thousand little yellow dogs galloped past Zhou Li's heart.

The author has something to say:

In the southwestern wilderness, there are black beasts. Its shape is like a dodder, and its human face can speak. It often deceives people. It talks east and west, and talks evil but good.Its meat is delicious, it is not true to eat it. —— "Shenyijing"