I'm a doctor, not a stick

If it weren't for the crazy knowledge of metaphysics these days, I really wouldn't be able to recognize what kind of talisman this is.

There are too many high-end goods, and he has too little knowledge!

During these days, he often wondered, if he hadn't been so "abandoning himself" before and tried to learn more metaphysical knowledge, would his death have been less aggrieved?

Will it be easier?

But it's just thinking about it, because no one knows what God is thinking, and they don't know that the difficulty of the death robbery will open the ultimate difficult mode because of his greatly increased strength.

Jiang Huating sighed and said: "Sure enough, Xiaoqiu, you are amazing, God's darling!"

Yin Qiu ignored his nonsense.

"You didn't find out because you need to use these books." Yin Qiu pointed to the books on the bookshelf, those books that Jiang Huating picked up, he put them all in order of serial number, neatly, not a lot.

After he put away the last book, as expected, a mystery appeared.

At first, he also thought that those serial numbers only represented the step-by-step progression of knowledge, but then he thought about it, wouldn't a person like Taoist Huangsha, such a celestial master, do things with profound meaning in every step?

Jiang Huating naturally also found that the bookshelves were full, there was no gap at all, too many books were added, and too few books were missing.However, this scene also reminded Jiang Huating.

When he was young and the master was still alive, there were always one or two books missing from this bookshelf, either placed on the table or held by the master.

He also wanted to help the master put away the books, but was later lectured by the master.

The book on the table is what he wants to read, so don't move it casually.

Over time, he got used to this bookshelf that would never be filled.

At that time, the master didn't let him touch it, probably because he was afraid that he would fall?

The entrance is just under the bookshelf. When the bookshelf is moving, it is really easy for unfamiliar people to fall into it unsuspectingly, let alone a child.

"Then let's go in and see?"

Jiang Huating frowned, and said: "No one knows how many years this secret room has not been opened, nor does it know if there is enough oxygen in it..."

Yin Qiu conjured up two gas masks and oxygen cylinders as if in a different pattern.

"It's okay, it's enough."

Jiang Huating, "..."

I don't know what material the secret room is made of. Even the stones used to pile up the walls don't seem to be ordinary stones.There is no sense of humidity in the whole passage, it is very dry.

It doesn't look like the kind of secret room that hasn't been used for a long time.

Jiang Huating couldn't help wondering, did he think wrong?

There was no light in the passage, and the two could only use flashlights. After walking for about ten minutes, the passage came to the end.That is a door.

There are many yellow talismans pasted on the door, and it seems that it has been around for a long time.

"What do you think is on the other side of the door?" Jiang Huating asked suddenly.

Yin Qiu said: "It's something you don't want to face."

Jiang Huating chuckled, "You really understand me."

Yin Qiu pursed his lips, "Don't laugh if you don't want to."

After living here for such a period of time, no matter how stupid and dull he is, it is impossible for him to discover nothing. "Afraid?" Yin Qiu raised his eyes slightly.

Jiang Huating's lips moved slightly, "I'm afraid."

How could it be possible not to be afraid.

What are people most afraid of?Most people are afraid of death, but he is a little greedy, afraid of death and loss.

"I'm here."

The slender fingers were gently embedded in Jiang Huating's fingers, making him feel his presence.

Jiang Huating took a deep breath, "We have to face it."

The door was not as difficult to open as imagined, and it opened with a slight push.

What unfolded in front of them was not a secret room, but... Jiang Huating was very familiar with the fields, mountains and forests, and there were familiar smiling faces, either enthusiastic, youthful, or wrinkled.

Uncle Daqiang, Aunt Daqiang, Xiaojun, Xiaojun’s mother, Aunt Niu and so on.

They seem to be the same as usual, but different from usual.

Seeing Jiang Huating and Yin Qiu suddenly appearing in front of them, Uncle Da Qiang and the others only smiled and said, "Are you finally here?

Aunt Daqiang also said: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Huating pursed his lips, didn't speak, and didn't want to speak.

Uncle Da Qiang said that among the people, Jiang Huating is the one who loves Jiang Huating the most. He patted Jiang Huating on the head lovingly with the relief of watching Jiang Huating grow up and see his future.

"Don't be like this, don't you already know?"

Jiang Huating's pursed lips moved, and a lot of words that could be said were all choked in his throat.

"You can come through that place, it means that our responsibilities have come to an end." Uncle Daqiang said kindly: "Xiaohua, we are very happy to meet you."

All the mountain people... They all looked at Jiang Huating lovingly and happily, including the youngest Xiaojun.

"Brother Xiaohua, hey, it's a disadvantage for me to call you brother!" Xiaojun smiled, his usual innocence completely gone at this moment, "I am very happy during this time with you! Don't be sad, either. There will be more people waiting for you in the future! As for us, as long as you want, we can meet anytime."

"Yeah, Xiaohua, don't look like we're going to die, even though we..." Xiaojun's mother realized that something was wrong after she said it, she laughed twice, and changed the subject forcefully, "Anyway, I'll take it as this smelly The boy's mother has been a + for several years, and it's time to be liberated!"

Xiaojun, "..."

"Xiaohua, you are liberating us, not..." As she spoke, Xiaojun's mother didn't know what to say.

Yin Qiu couldn't bear to see Jiang Huating's forbearance.

"Give him a moment."

Everyone looked at each other, "It's not that we don't give it, but when you came over from there, we knew that our time was up."

Yin Qiu frowned, feeling that Jiang Huating's palms were getting cold, and couldn't help but grip it even tighter.

"At the latest, when?"

Uncle Da Qiang looked up at the sky and said, "Let's go in the evening."

That's just under two hours.

Jiang Huating was pressed on the chair by Yin Qiu to recover, and the others dispersed, because Jiang Huating and Yin Qiu hadn't had lunch yet.

From the moment Yin Qiu opened the passage, they couldn't leave this place at will, and naturally no one brought them food.

And Yin Qiu finally saw how these "mountain people" cook.

As if to celebrate, everyone's faces were filled with enthusiastic, liberated, and gratified smiles, perhaps because their identities had been discovered, and they were not so secretive in their actions.

A native chicken was slashed and plucked by Xiaojun's mother. The whole process took less than a minute!

Everyone's movements are very fast, those who wash the vegetables wash the vegetables, those who cook the rice cook the rice, and take care of more than a dozen pots by themselves, as if they know how to separate themselves, Yin Qiu can even see the afterimage of that person!

Yin Qiu asked: "They are usually in front of you, is that the same?"

Jiang Huating finally raised his head and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw such a spectacular scene, "...No. I guess it's broken, let yourself go...

Cooking the meals that everyone ate together, everyone worked together, and it was done in less than half an hour.

Uncle Daqiang chuckled, "Don't worry, these are real chicken and vegetables, not as disgusting as shown on TV.,'

Yin Qiu, who was forced to think of TV dramas, "..."

Xiaojun echoed while sneaking: "Yes, yes, although we are not human, we are no different from human beings. What we eat, use and cook are the same as real human beings."

Aunt Daqiang said: "If you don't do the same as real humans, how can you raise us Xiaohua!"

"But to be honest, human food is quite delicious. Fortunately, we are different from those things, otherwise we really wouldn't be able to taste it." Xiaojun's mother said.

Yin Qiu suddenly had a guess about the identities of these mountain people.

but……

Yin Qiu glanced at Jiang Huating, forget it, let's talk about it later.

Everyone enthusiastically brought food to Jiang Huating, one bowl was filled up quickly, so they brought the second bowl...

… Jiang Huating had three big bowls of food in front of him, full of the love of the people here.

Of course, they didn't leave Yin Qiu behind either, and even told Yin Qiu to take good care of Xiaohua and not let him down, as if they were explaining something.

Hearing this, Yin Qiu felt a little uncomfortable.

It seems to be giving a last word.

They are indeed giving their last words.

After eating, Uncle Da Qiang slowly revealed their identities.

They are the little gods of this mountain, they are here when they are conscious, they can't get out, they can only circle around here.At first they didn't know why they were here or what they were going to do until one day...

A Taoist came with a little doll.

The moment they saw the little doll, all the little gods staying here seemed to understand the meaning of their existence in an instant!

They exist just for the existence of this little doll!

They began to learn how human beings live, how to speak, how to build houses, and try to give the baby a good living environment before he grows up.

That little doll is Jiang Huating.

Jiang Huating was still young at the time, so the mildew on his body was naturally uncontrollable, and he was not suitable for living in groups. Taoist Huangsha was a celestial master, so his influence was a little less, but he was occasionally involved so that he couldn't laugh or cry.

As for them, they can't be killed anyway, and it doesn't matter how they toss.

In short, it is enough to prevent Jiang Huating from discovering their identities.

The days of chicken and dog jumping continued until Jiang Huating went down the mountain. Those days were really lonely, and then Taoist Huangsha passed away, and Jiang Huating would return to his original life, and they would continue to stay here.

Guarding the things of Taoist Huangsha.

Taoist Huangsha once said that he couldn't see through Jiang Huating's future. It was still unknown whether the death calamity would pass, so it was still unknown whether they could be liberated.

They were very happy that Jiang Huating survived the death tribulation successfully, but what came next... was Jiang Huating's choice.

If Jiang Huating chooses to come back here again, then the time for their liberation will come.

"Aren't you going to become a celestial master?" Uncle Daqiang said in a gentle voice, "Everything you want is here. After we are liberated, they will all appear in front of you."

"Whatever you want to know, you will get the answer."

Jiang Huating hugged Uncle Daqiang, "Uncle Daqiang..."

Uncle Daqiang said softly: "Okay, now that you're so big, why do you become so crying?"

Jiang Huating stared, "I didn't cry!"

The big eyes, full of tears, looking like they couldn't fall off, made Yin Qiu feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, and flew away in an instant!

Big Strong's body glowed slowly as the night fell, and so did the others.

Jiang Huating felt very uncomfortable, but he couldn't do anything, he could only watch helplessly.

"Xiaohua, you are the one we are destined to wait for, you have liberated us, don't have any psychological burden

"To be honest, I have been on this mountain for hundreds of years, I only know that I am waiting for someone... the moment I saw you, I was really happy...''

"Me too." Aunt Daqiang said.

"Me too." Xiaojun's mother said.

"Xiaohua, be happy!" Xiaojun said in a mature way.

Xiaohua wanted to be happy, and gradually drifted away with the wind, all the simple "mountain people" disappeared, and what appeared in front of Jiang Huating and Yin Qiu was a bright room.

It seemed that the people who ate and talked with them just now were hallucinations.

Only some steaming food on the table next to him proved that what happened just now was not a hallucination.

They all left, Yin Qiu looked out of the window, the night had completely fallen, and none of the rooms that were normally lit at this point were turned on at this moment.