Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The fish swam three laps in the water happily, and then stopped slowly.

The fine snowflakes fluttered and fell into the water lightly, and the water waves swayed, they were loaded up and down, changed from big to small, and slowly melted.Beauty is beauty, but looking at it from underwater, it’s like watching fireworks and snow from the world. There is excitement in the sky, but the bustle of nothingness will never touch you.

The ink carp watched quietly for a while, then slowly sank to the bottom of the pool.

This is a living spring. Even in the middle of winter, when the top is frozen, water flows out from the bottom of the pool day and night, and at the same time, water flows away from the cracks in the four stone walls.

Because the water flow is not urgent, there is no clue from the surface of the water. I thought it was a small pool formed by dripping water from the cave.

The area of ​​the pool is small, but it is very deep, and even three adult men stacked on top of each other can't touch the bottom of the pool.

This is the home of the ink carp, the original home.

Since he was conscious, he has been in this pool. The spring water is full of aura, and the moonlight shines into the water along the hole on the top of the cave, like silver threads falling into the pool. As an ignorant fish, he chases after it uncontrollably. I have been playing for a long time.

As for enlightenment——

It should have been playing around and suddenly realized one day that this is moonlight, and it can be restored when it is smashed. Although the silver is bright and looks delicious, it can’t be eaten at all. It’s fake. Can drink a stomach full of water!

Angry.

Mo Li refuses to recall the silly self in the past.

Fortunately, there are no other fish and shrimp in this pool of water, otherwise, the ink carp would want to eat them all when they thought of being seen by other fish for their stupid appearance.This idea led to a long period of time afterwards, Mo Li stared at the empty pool in a daze, suspecting that he had wiped out his entire hometown when he was not yet enlightened.

This matter became a knot in Mo Li's mind. It wasn't until he transformed into a human form and wanted to find the same kind that he realized that the truth was not like this.

Qimao Mountain is full of aura, the best of which is this mountain spring.

The ink carp once wanted to plant the white ginseng in the cave, but the leaves of the ginseng wilted after only one day, and after three days, it was half dead, so the ink carp hurriedly transplanted it, and found a place with less aura. grow up strong.

The same example is the white fox and the giant snake. They are restless and restless as soon as they enter the cave, and slip out after a while, refusing to stay inside.

Those ordinary birds and beasts didn't even take a step close to the cave. Even if they were forcibly brought in, they would be dying in a short time, and the black carp could only let them survive.

After reading the medical book, Mo Li finally understood what was going on.

It’s like taking slices of ginseng, diagnosis of pulse, and taking medicine according to the prescription. You can’t eat it just because you want it, and you can’t just hug it because it’s a good thing.

To become a spirit and become a demon also pays attention to a talent, pouring a lot of spiritual energy into them, not only can't make them reborn, but it will kill them.Even if you have this talent, you have to develop it step by step, and you can't encourage the growth of the seedlings.

The ink carp guessed that many years ago, when he was a small fry, he instinctively searched for a place full of aura, followed the mountain stream, swam into the underground undercurrent, and was brought to this cave by the current. The water stayed near.Then drink the spiritual spring, eat the essence of the sun and the moon, and run away after eating a little. Later, the more you eat, the longer you stay.

——It makes sense, and by the way, he deduces that he is a fish with extraordinary talents.

If it's not a gift, how can it survive and turn into a demon?

According to ancient books, like the blue bird and unicorn are strange beasts, and they are auspicious, and they are born different.Mo Li also looked at the water surface to study his appearance, but no matter how he looked at it, he was still a fish.

An ordinary black scale fish.

Black carp is the name he gave himself, called carp, because the appearance is somewhat similar, and he hopes that he is a carp, because it is said that carp can jump the dragon's gate, no matter how you think about it, it is the most promising kind of fish.

But the teacher said that there has never been a fish that has successfully jumped the dragon gate in this world.

Because there have never been dragons in the world, only fish.

...no dragons!

Mo Li panicked, he believed in the teacher, Qin Lu would not lie to him.Even if the legend of the Yellow Emperor riding a dragon is written in ancient times, even if there is a story of a white dragon playing in a waterfall in the mountain, since Qin Lu said there is no such thing, it must not exist.The so-called dragons are all empty talk without evidence.

However, that was all about "childhood". Now Mo Li no longer worries about these things, and he no longer thinks about jumping into the dragon's gate. He is a fish, and he is also Dr. Mo from Zhushan County.

The serious Doctor Mo sometimes misses his hometown.

No matter how small a home is, it is also a comfort zone.

You can swim around this small pool in the blink of an eye. Even if you use your tail fins to sweep all around the stone walls, it doesn't take long. The moving undercurrent washed the smooth scales on his body.

Very comfortable, but the water is a bit cold.

Opening its mouth lazily and yawning, the black scale fish sank near the spring at the bottom of the pool. One of the beautiful boulders happened to be stacked with the nearby stones, forming a natural groove underneath, which was picked up by the black carp. I made a bed in the middle, the size is just right to lie in, and there is also the abundant aura sent by the spring.

If the weather is clear, the skylight from the roof of the cave can just shine on the front of the boulder.

The essence of the sun and the moon and the spiritual power of the earth veins meet here, which can be said to be unique.

Lying in the familiar nest, the ink carp soon fell asleep.

The heavy snow outside did not stop, and the pond water soon formed a thin layer of ice, and the snow that fell on it gradually increased, and the ice became thicker and thicker. In the middle of the night, the end of the cave returned to a silvery white, and the water surface and the cave The ground was frozen together, and it was completely impossible to see that there was a pool here.

There was a medicine basket in a sheltered corner of the cave, and a pair of boots beside it.

There was silence all around, only the snowflakes rustling down.

Suddenly, the medicine basket tipped over without warning, and the neatly folded coat inside fell on the snow.

The medicine basket wobbled for a while, then stabilized again, it didn't look like it was blown by the wind, but rather like an invisible existence knocked over the medicine basket, and subconsciously helped it back in a hurry.

After this sudden movement, the cave returned to silence.

It's like someone standing still and not daring to act rashly anymore, for fear of alarming something.

After a long time, a crack appeared silently on the ice surface above the pool, and more cracks spread in all directions along with this main trunk. The wind and snow that fell into the cave seemed to be sucked into a vortex, and disappeared in an instant Get it clean.

"Crack."

The ice surface broke instantly, and the spring water surged like a boiling soup pot.

The sleeping big fish with black scales woke up suddenly, jumped out of the cracks in the rocks, and quickly floated to the surface of the water.

But the abnormality has disappeared, the wind and snow are still there, broken ice and snowflakes float on the water, the ink carp swam a few times in the water in surprise, only caught a strange breath.

The breath was indescribable and very weak, if it wasn't for its incompatibility with Lingquan, Mo Li would almost have missed it.

Just when he was trying to distinguish this strange breath, the breath had disappeared without a trace.

The more the ink carp thought about it, the more it felt wrong. With a flick of its tail, it transformed into a human in the pool, and then emerged from the water, completely naked, stepping on the freezing cold water to the shore.

The wet long hair dried at a speed visible to the naked eye. Mo Li walked to the medicine basket and saw the scattered clothes, his expression froze.

Did someone really come here?

Mo Li held his breath and didn't put on his clothes. He just closed his eyes, quietly listening to the sounds around him, and feeling the changes in the aura near the cave.

His sensing range gradually expanded, extending from this cave to half of the mountain, including the mountain temple, the mountain stream where white ginseng was planted, the white fox's lair, and the cave where the giant snake hibernates. He checked them carefully, but found nothing. strange.

In the end, the induction range covered the entire Qimao Mountain, including the village at the foot of the mountain.

The uninvited guest didn't notice it, but saw something else.

"not good."

Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes, he hurriedly put on his clothes, and rushed out of the cave with the medicine basket on his back.

That night, Mr. Qin, who was sleeping soundly in the mountain temple, was awakened by his student knocking on the door hurriedly.

Qin Lu with his hair down, yawned, and came out pulling his shoes.

Although Mr. Qin is a gentleman who pays attention to etiquette, he never uses etiquette to restrain himself. The students must come over in the middle of the night for urgent business, so why waste time by combing their hair and dressing.

"Shizhi, what happened?" Qin Lu blinked to wake himself up.

Mo Li used his spiritual power to clear the cold air from his body, and then he took a few steps closer and said anxiously: "Teacher, the village on the north side of the mountain is in danger, and their ancestral halls have all collapsed."

"What?" Qin Lu hurriedly dressed.

He has lived in seclusion in Qimao Mountain for many years, and there has never been such a heavy snowfall in one year.

It also snowed in previous years, but at this time, there will basically be no more. Thinking of the wind and snow that had not stopped in the evening, Qin Lu realized that the snow of the mountain temple had almost buried the door, and the ink carp was gone. At the time, there was still half of the door exposed.

"Teacher, let me help you pack your things."

"No need, there's nothing important. The books are locked in the box. If you really want to bury them, you can dig them later. It's important to save people first." Mr. Qin is 80 years old, and he seems to be more agile than his own students. He pulled out the medicine box from the bedroom, picked it up, and drove the ink carp out the door.