National Rare Monster Illustrated Book

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For a moment, Du Haoan thought he was dead.

He was forced to spit out a mouthful of blood by the pressure of the landslide in that instant, and the jade pendant on his chest was shattered inch by inch-it was a talisman that had been handed down by the Du family for a hundred years, and it could block the blow of the big monster.And just now, it broke.

His viscera were overwhelmed, his eyes turned black, and Du Haoan actually fainted for a few seconds. When he woke up again, in his blurred vision, a young man with black hair was stepping on the light and shadow and staring at him coldly.

He had just walked through the gate of death, and at this moment, another bone-piercing chill ran through his body, as cold as a thousand arrows piercing his heart.

Du Hao'an remembered the record about the black snake Chen Qing that he found in an ancient book... In the earth-shattering battle thousands of years ago, the black snake single-handedly slaughtered Nagano for hundreds of miles, almost smashing his body to pieces. On the other hand... no demon catcher has been born for a hundred years.

"..."

The bottomless eyes contained the chill of the vast sea and the abyss, Shen Qing lowered her wrist, allowing the sharp corner of the bone bell to pierce her palm, and blood dripped along her pale fingertips.

He walked up to Du Haoan, and looked at the demon catcher indifferently.

Is he going to kill me?

Du Hao'an thought desperately as the buzzing in his ears continued.

I can't seem to hear, am I going to die here?

Anyway, the amulet is already broken, and my second uncle will beat me to death if I go back... Forget it!

With a ruthless heart, he closed his eyes tightly, with the appearance of resolutely going to die at the expense of his life.

Shen Qing: "..."

He stuffed back the words he was about to ask, and struck Du Haoan on the back of the neck with five fingers.

Unexpectedly, Du Hao'an fell down without saying a word, and was half dragged and half dragged by Shen Qing to the open space outside the funeral parlor.

Shen Qing chose a suitable place to put the man down, got up and whistled.

After a few minutes, there was a crisp bird song from the sky throughout the long night, and a colorful bird with a wingspan of dozens of feet flew over with gorgeous colored gold tail feathers and landed in front of Shen Qing.

Luan Niao said: "Master Black Snake."

"Ah."

Shen Qing caressed her lowered head, Luan Niao rubbed his beak affectionately on his palm, and said again: "Do you want to go back to Shen Mo Pavilion, or go to that human's place?"

Shen Qing said: "Go back."

"Ok."

Luanniao meekly bent down to let Shen Qing sit on her back, then picked up Du Haoan's collar, and flew to the sky with wings.

Outside Shen Mo Pavilion, the black-haired boy waited eagerly with his eyes turned around, and when he saw the ostrich flying back slowly, he immediately jumped up excitedly, just in time to hit Shen Qing.

"Master Black Snake!"

"Have you recuperated?"

Shen Qing shook Fu Hua in his hand, and put it in front of the unconscious Du Hao'an, "It's just right, you take care of him."

Fu Hua said: "Monster catcher? The aptitude seems to be pretty good."

Luan Niao turned into a human form, and said quietly: "Your Excellency always likes to pick up some messy things and bring them back."

"He's from the Du family,"

Shen Qing took out the bone bell, "The Du family has my snake bone."

Fuhua said "Huh" incomprehensibly, but Luanniao's expression changed.

"This is……"

She stared closely at the white bone bell and said, "It's only a part, can it still be fused?"

"No, unless you find the complete one."

"That,"

Luanniao said, "Why don't I make bone soup for you?"

Shen Qing: "..."

"Need not."

He shook his head and walked to his room.

"You always seem to be tired lately."

Luanniao followed behind him, "Although winter is here, I don't remember you being so tired ten years ago."

"This winter is colder than usual."

"If only that were the case,"

Luanniao said softly, "But before this, you don't seem to have paid so much attention to any human being... that Qin Mo."

Shen Qing stopped.

Luanniao didn't stop for a moment, and almost bumped into his shoulder, but Shen Qing stretched out her hand to support him.

Shen Qing said: "I should like him."

Luanniao: "...cough cough cough!"

She didn't catch her breath and coughed for a while, but Shen Qing had already returned to her room and closed the door.

-

Shen Qing fell asleep on the bed, and had a few fragmentary dreams during the period, all of which were random fragments, which passed by in a flash, and she couldn't remember clearly.

Half asleep and half awake, there seemed to be a hot and dry big hand stroking his back, staying on the back of his neck for a few seconds, and then walking down the raised butterfly bone.

Just the right strength, the slightly rough touch can be clearly heard through a layer of clothing.

Shen Qing opened her eyes vigilantly, and before she could make a move, the man grabbed her wrist, and logically wrapped her in a quilt and hugged her between her arms.

"Annoyed you?"

Qin Mo whispered in his ear, "Where am I not good enough, huh?"

Shen Qing: "..."

He didn't speak, and was rarely stunned by Qin Mo who appeared here without warning.

After a while, he came back to his senses: "Why are you here?"

There was a hint of alienation in his tone, which made Qin Mo's eyes narrow slightly.

"Come for my little snake that ran away,"

He said, "Sneaked here, Mr. Ji will pay me one."

"This was originally my home,"

Shen Qing didn't follow Qin Mo's words, and said bluntly, "Let go."

Qin Mo didn't move, he stroked Shen Qing slowly, like smoothing the fur of a kitten meowing.

The man's strong arm wrapped around the young man's waist, seemingly gentle, but actually so strong that he couldn't break free.

Shen Qing didn't move, he leaned against Qin Mo silently for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth to reveal two small fangs, and bit Qin Mo's shoulder.

The bite didn't take much force, and it didn't hurt.Qin Mo patted the young man on the shoulder reassuringly, letting him toss about.

"By whom?"

He said, "Do you want to use more force to calm down?"

"No, don't."

Shen Qing let go, turned her head and stopped talking.

"Come back with me if you're in a bad mood,"

Qin Mo hooked his chin to make him turn his face to his side, "I'll take you outside to relax."

Shen Qing waved his hand away and shook his head.

He didn't show much impatience or dissatisfaction with Qin Mo's "hands and feet". If it were another person, he might be blown up.

Qin Mo waited patiently for a while, originally wanting to wait for Shen Qing to say something to him, but in the end he only saw the young man leaning on him, slowly closing his eyes and falling asleep.

"So sleepy...cough!"

Smelling a bloody smell from the tip of his nose, Shen Qing immediately opened his eyes: "What's wrong?!"

He propped up his upper body to investigate Qin Mo's situation, his tone was rarely calm.

The bruised blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, Qin Mo wiped it off casually, and covered Shen Qing with a slipped quilt.

"Don't catch a cold."

"To shut up!"

Shen Qing frowned, raised her hand to press on his chest, and her spiritual consciousness penetrated into it.

"The toxin is out of control again,"

He said, "Why is this happening?"

The detoxification method of physical contact is slow but effective.In the past few days, he had cleared a small part of the snake venom in Qin Mo's body, so logically speaking, it shouldn't get out of control again... Or does it mean that as soon as he leaves, the snake venom that had settled down would become uncontrollable?

Shen Qing anxiously gave way to Qin Mo.

"Come up."

"Do you want me to hug you to sleep, little black snake?"

"Do not talk nonsense,"

Shen Qing said with a cold face, "If you don't want the toxin to get out of control, come up."

Qin Mo seemed to like his expression very much, he sat still and stared at it for a few seconds, and was dragged onto the bed by Shen Qing, who had exhausted his patience.

He spread the quilt and buried himself in Qin Mo's arms, with one hand still pressing on his chest, against his beating heart.

"Ghost Street will appear in Haicheng tonight,"

He said, "I'll take you to meet someone, maybe he has a better way."

Luanniao brought him an invitation to Ghost Street three days ago, and it happened to be today.

Qin Mo put one hand on Shen Qing's waist, and said, "Did you remove the toxins in my body through physical contact?"

"Ah."

"So,"

Qin Mo said, "If there is a deeper contact..."

Shen Qing covered his mouth.

"Shut up and sleep."

Responding to him was the man's deep laughter.

"Understood, little black snake."

-

At night, when the lanterns come on, various small stalls are set up on the banks of the Wuming River, and a red lantern is hung in front of each small stall. The red lantern shadow falls on the river surface, rippling slightly with the water.

Pedestrians of all kinds shuttle back and forth on both sides of the long street. Among them are white-haired old people and children laughing and laughing. There are long, narrow and dark figures reflected on the bluestone road. When you look closely, you can find some strange ones. Hidden in it, flashed past.

The lights and shadows are continuous, and the long street extends all the way into the dark night, endless, as if there is no end in sight.

At the entrance of the long street, Shen Qing picked out a half mask with black plain pattern from a small stall and put it on the man's face, and then put on a silver mask of the same style for herself.

Most of Qin Mo's stern eyebrows and eyes were covered, he and Shen Qing intertwined their fingers, and said, "Do you often come here?"

Shen Qing looked around and shook her head: "No, I haven't been here for a long time."

Ghost Street is opened once a year. The last time he came was more than 30 years ago. Compared with now, Ghost Street has changed a lot.

Ghost Street is open to the three worlds of humans, demons and ghosts. There are not only ghosts here, but also demons and demon catchers.After walking a few steps, Shen Qing saw a few people in uniform, who were appointed by Yaoju to maintain order in Ghost Street.

Shen Qing could hide his aura, the mask covered his face, no one would recognize him as Black Snake while walking on the Ghost Street, but Qin Mo who was in a wheelchair was too recognizable, wearing a mask was useless.

Li Xuan, a member of the Yaoju Committee who came to investigate Qin Zhengming's incident that day, nodded to Qin Mo from afar, turned around and disappeared in the crowd.

Shen Qing pushed the wheelchair forward, her eyes wandering on the street.It just so happened that a woman in black with erratic steps bumped into him with her head down, and was supported by him.

"Hug, sorry..."

The woman's hoarse and tired voice came out from under the black veil, she hurriedly bent over to Shen Qing, and walked away at a faster pace.

Shen Qing glanced at her palm and said, "Death."

Qin Mo: "What?"

"She cost a life."

Shen Qing said lightly, "If you are entangled in death, you will suffer retribution."

That woman was just a small episode, and didn't attract much attention from Shen Qing.

He led Qin Mo around a few alleys, and came to an antique shop.

The business of the small store is extremely deserted, and the store signs are also extremely perfunctory.Two or three strokes roughly carved out a strange shape, which could barely be seen as a bird.

The store door was half closed, and faint candlelight poured out several wisps from inside.Shen Qing stepped forward on the steps, before knocking on the door, the door opened without wind.

"I made a fortune just now, and I will meet someone destined tonight."

Amidst the fragrance of tea, the man in white robe smiled slightly at him.

"Long time no see, little Shen Qing."

"haven't seen you for a long time,"

Shen Qing said, "Phoenix."