[Scholar Who Walks the Night] You Zhichuan

In all fairness, hatching an egg is not a difficult task, at least it is not difficult to hatch Yue Zhao, as long as there is sufficient light source for her.

Yue Zhao had accidentally mentioned before that he grew up in the mountains before he was enlightened, so the ghost built her a small nest with peach branches and soft brocade on the island in the middle of the lake, just right to place the black egg.

White Deer Cliff is her territory, and generally few people visit it, so staying here is always reassuring.

It has been half a month since Yuezhao turned into an egg, and the originally quiet Bailuya began to be lively, and the following youngsters had to come and visit every now and then, until the master beat them one by one, and they gradually decreased. times.

As consciousness gradually developed in the egg, the other end of the soul-soul link gradually opened up. This weak and ignorant consciousness was not as defensive as she was later, and everything about her was so calmly displayed in front of her partner.

This feeling is really amazing. The ghost can clearly perceive the whole process of its deriving consciousness. At the beginning of its birth, it is unaware of the outside world, then it touches it carefully, and then its consciousness gradually becomes stronger, and it begins to desire to explore the unknown.

Driven by such a longing consciousness, it broke its shell on a starry night.

click-

First, there was a crisp sound, and the black egg cracked open; then the sound of crackling and crackling continued, and the fine cracks gradually covered the surface of the eggshell; finally, it shattered with a 'pop'.

Suddenly, a black shadow sprang out of it quickly, and only heard the rustling sound of wind blowing grass leaves, the little thing disappeared, leaving behind a broken eggshell full of starlight.

It moved so fast and its size was too small, no one knew where it went, maybe only the wind knew.

In the early morning of the next day, the ghost came to see it with a spirit spring after watching the sunrise.Although he had thought about letting the egg develop by itself, the master said that Yue Zhao was only hit by the time imprint and was not really in the infancy stage, so it would be beneficial to pour the spiritual liquid properly.

The ghost listened to the other party's suggestion and let the eggs soak in the Lingquan for an hour every three days.This move was effective, he sensed that the consciousness in the egg was becoming clearer and clearer, and he would probably be able to break out of the egg soon.

However, when he came to the old place with Lingquan, he only saw eggs that had been broken into three or four petals, and there were even a lot of scum scattered around - for a moment, his heart was also broken into three or four petals.

ghost:? ?Where is my egg?

The last time we didn't see each other for five months, Yue Zhao was gone; now that he hadn't seen him for one night, his eggs were gone.

Oh no, to be precise, the whole thing is cracked.

The ghost was startled, and ran over to pick up the eggshells to check.The mucus in the eggshell has dried up. It's been a while since I thought about breaking the shell. The little thing is not smart enough to act on instinct, so where is it at this time?

He put down the piece of eggshell and was about to get up to look for it, when he suddenly heard the slight sound of chewing.The sound was very thin and dense, if you don't listen carefully, you might lose it.

He followed the reputation -

A small black snake as thick as a grown man's thumb was winding among the grass. It blinked a pair of golden slender eyes, staring salivatingly at the eggshell he had just laid down.

Through the soul link, it can be confirmed that this little snake is what he is looking for.

The ghost moved the large eggshells over, and the little snake backed away. Seeing that he was not hostile, it tried to swim forward.It finished eating the eggshells bit by bit, then raised its head to look at the man in front of it. It had no intelligence, and only vaguely felt that this man was very kind.

hiss.

It spits snake letters at the man.

The ghost reached out to it.

This action was full of patience, which he had never experienced when treating the adult Yue Zhao, probably the elders would always treat the cubs a little more preferentially.

The melting golden eyes stared at him for a long while, but finally turned around and swam away quickly without giving the slightest response.It was at this time that the ghost saw that the little snake had tiny wings on its back, only the size of a fingernail. The wings vibrated rapidly, and it also swam extremely fast.

Speaking of which, when Yue Zhao grows up, does her snake shape have wings?

The ghost was a little suspicious.

In the next few days, one person and one snake seemed to have an agreement. In the morning and evening, the ghost fed it under the peach tree on the island in the middle of the lake. The little snake finished eating quickly, turned around and swung its tail to swim away.

Ghost: Really ruthless.

This state lasted for several days, and Gui could feel that Xiao Snake's attitude towards him was softening, but he still didn't respond when he stretched out his hand, which made him a little distressed.

This day he came under the tree at the appointed time, but he didn't see a familiar figure on the branch——As he continued to grow, the little thing finally couldn't help his instinct, he liked to curl up on the tree, and only flew when he came. Jumped down—but today it wasn't there.

Not only today, but he didn't see the little snake in the next two days. It wasn't until the evening of the fourth day that the ghost found the dying little thing by the lake.

Its condition looks very bad, the small wings on its back are gone, replaced by bloody and torn wounds, its flexible tail no longer swings, a part of it hangs limply, and the whole snake is breathless , the golden pupils dimmed.

This time, the little thing didn't refuse the ghost's extended hand, and after hissing the letter, he consciously swam up to the man's cool hand and rolled himself into a ball.

For some reason, the ghost inexplicably sensed something similar to grievance.This is so strange, can a little thing that is not wise have such obvious emotional perception?

The vampire held the snake in both hands, and took the little thing to the bamboo house.At that time, the old man was making tea, and when he saw him coming, he greeted him familiarly: "Oh, why are you free to come over today?" Looking down, he saw the limp black snakes in his palm, and it became clear now, called He put the little snake on the table, and the old man gave it some medicine.

"Will it be all right?"

The ghost looked at the old man's hand gently caressing the little snake's broken tailbone, spiritual power repaired the wound, and the little thing finally recovered.

The old man withdrew his hand and replied: "Of course she will be fine. Haven't you seen her who is five hundred years old?" After spending a few days with the little snake, because the other party has no intelligence, the ghost still can't treat it as Yue Zhaolai.But the old man never separated the two. In her eyes, this little snake was just one side of Tuer that was not known.

"You don't have to panic too much. The retrospective process brought about by time imprinting is uncertain. She looks like this today, and she may look another way tomorrow. No one can say for sure how many days her form will last in each stage. , you just need to remember that she lived well to this point in the end."

The old man's words gave him some confidence. To be honest, when he saw the little snake lying there dying, the ghost felt terrified for a moment—he was afraid that Yue Zhao would die in some unknown past that no one could relate to.

He got a partner whom he wanted to cherish most, and his mood was always affected by the other party. When he saw the little snake covered in bruises, his heart was disturbed.But he forgot that this was just a small, harmless time regression. The real Yue Zhao would soon be five hundred years old, and the suffering he saw before his eyes had actually passed away.

The ghost stared at the sleeping little snake with deep eyes.

Although the master awakened him, he still felt sorry for it. How much bitterness in this unknown past was that she didn't want to look back when she grew up.In the past, Yue Zhao didn't want to talk about it, and he wasn't allowed to see the memories. What she tried so hard to hide was slowly unfolding in front of his eyes in a strange way.

No scruples and no reservations.

Presumably it wasn't a happy memory.The ghost regained his composure and said, "I remember that she doesn't have wings on her back."

"Actually, Zhao'er herself doesn't remember that she ever had wings."

The old man's eyes were a little surprised. Obviously, no one knew about this matter, even the person involved did not know. "Zhao'er always thought that her mother inherited the blood of the mortal snake, but it is not the case. Her mother is the blood of the snake inherited from ancient times, and she is also a direct branch of the family, so her cultivation is much faster than ordinary people." The old man nodded. I pointed to the place where there were wings on the back of the little snake, "It was rumored in ancient times that although the Teng snake has no feet, it can soar through the clouds and ride the fog. When I was wise, I was torn apart by wild beasts."

"Zhao'er lived in the mountains when he was young, and he came to the ordinary world after he became enlightened. It is common for wild beasts to compete for territory. I know that if you care about it, it will cause chaos, but you must also remember that these are things in the past."

Just as the little snake was waking up leisurely, Jintong caught a glimpse of a familiar face, a gleam of light seemed to flash across its eyes, and then quickly swam up to the man's wrist, wrapping it tightly around twice, apparently already knowing that the man had been rescued it.

The old man smiled when he saw this, and let one person and one snake go back.

**

For a period of time afterward, the little snake entangled the ghost almost inseparably.This "wrap" is of course literal, it is still only as thick as a thumb, and it just happens to be loosely wrapped around the ghost's wrist two or three times.It’s just a pity that the spar bracelet originally wrapped around the wrist, even though it was polished very round, the little snake still disliked it and panicked—maybe it hated the heat emitted by the spar—in short, it couldn’t resist it and finally took the bracelet down.

This little one is even better at acting like a baby than the big one. Since I helped it last time, the little one has followed him into the bamboo house, blinking at him from time to time, and sometimes jumping up to rub his wrists.Compared with before, this is already a very intimate act. After all, judging by the animal instinct of the little thing, there are not many good things in human beings, and it is not easy for it to do this.

After being reminded by the master last time, the ghost was not as flustered as it was at the beginning when he saw the wound on the little snake several times later, but was able to calm down and help it deal with the wound.But there is only one thing, even if the master said it, he still inevitably messed up when he met him for the first time, and that was the sudden transformation of the little snake.

The mutation happened early in the morning. After the ghost woke up, he didn't find his little snake in the den beside him. At the same time, there was a bulging cloth bag in the corner of the bamboo house.He thought it was a little snake playing with him, but when he opened the cloth bag, a little monster rolled out.

The little monster had a familiar face, but that face had shrunk many years, and now it seemed that it was only four or five years old.The ghost looked her up and down. The little monster had pointed nails on its hands, its snake tail hadn't faded off, blue scales appeared on its cheeks, and even its eyes were still snake-like pupils.It seems that it is an incomplete transformation, but fortunately, he has been prepared.

The ghost took out the red cassock that Yue Zhao made for himself, and covered it on the little monster. The cassock sensed the familiar breath of its master, and spontaneously shrank to a suitable size, covering the monster's body.

The little monster didn't react at all, her eyes were still ignorant and clear, but she didn't even see the liveliness of the little snake, like a delicate and strange doll, still being played by others.

The ghost took her to see the master, and the little monster huddled in his arms obediently, and when it saw the old man, its eyes rolled around again, looking straight at him.The ghost is unknown, so the master explained that she is gradually enlightening her mind, and now she has no concept of beauty and ugliness, and everyone finds it novel, because she has a tail, while everyone else has two legs.

When it comes to the tail, it is necessary to say the last sentence, Yue Zhao's current half-human half-snake state is not even as long as a ghost's legs, maybe he straightened his tail?

Now she looks different every day, like a child who sees the wind, and when she grows up, her memory will be restored.

First, the nails became blunt and the tail faded away, then the scales disappeared under the skin, and the eyes gradually sharpened like thick frozen ice. At the age of eight, she was far from hiding her emotions like she did later.Oh, no, maybe she has tried hard to hide it, but in the eyes of the elders, it's the same as she didn't do anything.

There is not much difference in the eyes of the 300-year-old Yue Zhao and the [-]-year-old her, always with a hint of casual banter, but the eight-year-old kid is just the opposite. Those beautiful golden eyes are like frozen lakes. locked.Vigilance occupies one layer, indifference occupies one layer, anxiety occupies one layer, and fierceness is placed on the outermost layer. She blocks the rest of her emotions and excludes all emotions from others, no matter they are good or bad.

Even though he already knew that the other party was growing and changing rapidly, the ghost still needed some time to accept that the obedient and silent baby the day before had turned into such an indifferent little ghost showing his fangs in just one night.

"who are you?"

He heard the kid ask coldly.

Well, finally there is some good news, at least the little Yue Zhao in front of me is willing to speak, isn't he?

The ghost looked at the bluffing kid and chuckled.

The author has something to say:

Zhaozhao has always relied on his rich experience to do whatever he wants, and now he has finally reversed his position