Cannon fodder "attack" development system

Ya Jiujun fell down, flapping his four paws trying to grab Song Guan's clothes.However, Song Guan looked at the middle coat, the material of which was quite slippery, it was not easy to grasp.In fact, if Ya Jiujun showed his sharp claws hidden in the meat pad, it would not be a problem to catch them, but the key point is that he didn't show them at all, so the whole cat slid along the way.Seeing that it was about to fall to the ground, Song Guan stretched out both hands and lifted the cat by its waist.

The two stared at each other.

It was Song Guan who put down the big cat first, he always felt that the salty taste he tasted just now was weird.Turning around, he scooped up water from the water tank, rinsed his mouth, and finally turned around. Song Guan saw the big white cat squatting on the ground with its paws resting on the Ganoderma lucidum.

Ya Jiujun complained in a cold voice: "You dislike me?"

Song Guan ignored the question, squatted down in front of the big cat very naturally, and asked, "What is this?"

The big cat ignored Song Guan's question, and the two sides started talking about each other, and he repeated loudly: "You despise me!"

The voice was too loud, so Song Guan raised his head, and just as soon as he raised his head, Song Guan clearly saw Ya Jiujun shrinking back.

This cat is really... arrogant and cowardly.

Picking up the Ganoderma lucidum on the ground, Song Guan shook the thing in front of the big cat twice, and changed the way of asking: "Give it to me?"

Keeping the posture of shrinking back, the big cat snorted, but the volume of the voice was lowered: "Anyway, it's cheap, just add some spiritual power, and it will be rewarded to you."

Song Guan thought it was a bit funny, and replied, "Thank you, Mr. Mao, for the reward."

The big cat's face became hot, but fortunately it looked like a cat now, so it didn't show embarrassment.Uncle Cat's words were very new to him. While Big Cat was inexplicably ashamed, he also felt a little refreshed.However, he himself couldn't describe this feeling clearly, and now he just grunted in a cover-up manner: "What kind of cat is not Mr. Cat, you don't sound right?"

Song Guandao: "If you take this out, will my uncle be angry?"

Whether the uncle of the original owner will be angry or not is unknown, anyway, Ya Jiujun is very angry after hearing this: "I am me, he is him. Why are you always talking about your uncle! Talk to me, can you stop mentioning your uncle?!"

Song Guan nodded his head and stopped talking. The atmosphere was so quiet for a moment that he was a little embarrassed. Seeing this, the big cat coughed and got closer to Song Guan. After hesitating for a while, he said, "You——you said you were going to fill in the sigh Are you serious about the hole in the river?"

"Actually, I don't know how to fill in the words." Song Guan was very close to the cat. He stretched out a finger and scratched the big cat's chin. People, so when the spirit is not very vigilant at the moment, there will be such ordinary behaviors of teasing cats.The big cat is fluffy, and its white fur is very smooth. Song Guan scratched him, and suddenly remembered the cat's wild brains when he was talking nonsense before, raised his eyebrows, and jokingly said, "I'm worried that I will be with 'Shu Remnant'." Elope?"

The big cat glared and said, "Don't always talk about such shameless things!"

Slowed down, turned his face sideways again, and murmured: "How to fill in, what's the method, just jump in and it's over."

Song Guan said "Oh", and after waiting for a while, he found that the cat didn't talk any more, but he didn't intend to leave. Is it a rattle cat?

The way to force this Yajiu Lord to run away is very simple.

"Could it be that you are worried about me?"

When the big cat heard the words, the fluffy cat fur on its body immediately exploded: "What nonsense! Who is worried about you?!"

Song Guan smiled leisurely and looked at Ya Jiujun without saying a word, just watching.

Ya Jiujun bowed his head and cursed, turned his head and jumped onto the furniture in the room, taking advantage of the momentum to jump all the way to the window.

Song Guan asked: "Will you come tomorrow night?"

The big cat jumped on the window and yelled without looking back: "You treat me as idle! Who is so free to visit you all day long!"

"It's inconvenient to come here, isn't it?" Song Guan said leisurely, "I heard from Die Xian that they are not even allowed to come closer to this house."

Ya Jiujun sneered when he heard this: "I'm not a piece of trash like them."

Song Guan smiled: "The day after tomorrow?"

"I'm not coming!" Ya Jiujun made an impatient look, without saying goodbye, just jumped out of the window and ran away without a trace.

Song Guan sent the cat Buddha away without eating the Ganoderma lucidum left by the other party.He scooped up the water and rinsed his mouth again, and slept until dawn.On the second day, Song Guan thoroughly inspected the cabin again, confirmed that all perishable items had been discarded, and then issued a "dust avoidance formula" to prevent the place from accumulating dust due to long-term unoccupied people in the future. ——Although the maximum validity period of the spell will not exceed three years.

He learned such spells from Mrs. Yang. Song Guan didn't use spells for a long time, and failed several times at the beginning.In the end, he dug out the thick clothes in the closet. They were made of cotton and were worn in winter. It was so cold in Sigh River, so it was just right to bring this clothes to keep out the cold.

At night, the big cat in front said that it would not come that day, so it really didn't come.Song Guan had a fairly peaceful sleep, and when he woke up from the dream, the sky was already bright.He felt that there was nothing else to do, so he simply packed his bags, wrapped his clothes, and left.When I went out, I looked back at the small wooden sign at the door of the wooden house. At first, there was only a simple drawing of a dragon as fat as a lizard on the wooden sign. Later, Xiaolong added the image of a kitten on it, and also drew A reptile like an earthworm represents "Shu Remnant" and himself respectively.After that, more and more were added one after another. Clouds, grass, sun, moon and stars were all crowded together lively.

Do you want to throw it away?

After all, this house will be left to Xiao Baihu in the future, and with such a wooden signboard, I always feel very—

After thinking about it, Song Guan turned back and put the wood into his sleeve.

The valley leading to the River of Sighs is still as narrow as ever, and the bones on the ground are still dense.The unknown huge skull hanging in the middle of the road seems to not change its shape for tens of millions of years.Song Guan climbed through the skull unhurriedly, and when he landed, the moment a gentle resistance fell on his body, he felt as if his clothes were pulled down by some heavy object.

However, this perception was not abrupt, and Song Guan was not distracted by it, so he concentrated on continuing on his way.

Before Suzaku appeared in this valley, during the years of raising the little dragon and the little white tiger, Song Guan traveled between the River of Sighs and the valley many times. He even made a bamboo raft with a lot of effort and put it beside the River of Sighs. For the convenience of crossing the river today.The Sighing River is not a river, but a swamp. Fortunately, this swamp is a water swamp, so people can row boats through it, which saves a lot of trouble. half life of a person.

It's always foggy, hazy, and cold here.Song Guan put on his winter clothes, and the breath he exhaled was all condensed into a white water vapor that was visible to the naked eye.Stepping into the water on a bamboo raft, the strange feeling of being peeped suddenly became vivid.It wasn't a kind gaze, but the source of this line of sight made it impossible to know where it came from.

In fact, Song Guan had never been close to the land in the middle of the Sighing River swamp because he was afraid that he would encounter accidents if he touched it too early. He didn't see the whole picture of the place until he actually reached the center of the lake this time.

The scorched earth has deep scratches on the ground, and in the center of the lake is a cave more than ten meters wide, bottomless.Countless dead trees grow towards the sky along the cave wall close to the ground, with a hideous posture, like the hands of the buried people stretching out to the sky when they are struggling and dying.

Just jump off from here.

This week is over.

With this thought in mind, Song Guan walked to the edge of the cave.

He originally thought that when he crossed the River of Sighs, it was already cold enough outside, but he didn't want it to get colder the closer he got to this cave. The chill was as if it wanted to bloom flowers in the cracks in human bones.

The cave is so dark that you can't see the bottom, and the light is completely swallowed up.Song Guan thought about it for a while, and felt that this week, he had explained all the things he should explain, and he had entrusted all the things that should be entrusted, and he had nothing to worry about or feel guilty about.He leaned over to check the cave, the cold air made his movements a little stiff, he stumbled unexpectedly, the wooden sign that was hidden in his sleeve fell out with a "dangling", hit the edge of the cave wall, and then fell into the cave. Go deep into the cave.

Song Guan was slightly taken aback, and what shocked him even more was that after the wooden sign fell, he clearly heard a small meow.

"Meow."

The extremely weak cry, very soft, came from behind.

Song Guan turned his head and saw nothing.Then he took off his heavy coat blankly, because he was afraid of the cold, and his movements were not very flexible.After the bloated winter coat was stripped off, Song watched the kitten hanging from it.A thin and small one, the fur that should have been pure white is now dirty, as if it had been rolled in the ashes of a match pile. The little guy who loved cleanliness like that before, is now all dusty .

Song Guan had no idea when the kitten was attached to it.A vague impression quickly flashed through his mind. When he passed through the huge half-suspended skull in the ravine, he really felt his clothes fall down, but the feeling was not very clear, so he didn't pay attention to it at all. .Presumably, it was at that time that the little white tiger sneaked onto his clothes and followed him.

"Why are you here?" Holding the kitten, Song Guan's face and tone were not so good, "Yu Jiujun didn't watch you?"

The little white tiger shrunk in size, and now it looked like a kitten again. He turned his head in Song Guan's hand, licked Song Guan's fingers, and then gave a "meow" obediently.Song Guan only felt that an evil fire was burning his liver, and he threw the kitten on the winter clothes he took off with a cold face, and the kitten suddenly turned into a human form, but it was not the image of an adult after absorbing Song Guan's spiritual energy earlier , but a child, about the same age as Song Guan, dressed in white and very thin.

Song looked at the strange yet familiar little ghost in front of him, closed his eyes for a moment, and then, with a rude gesture, pulled out the winter coat under the blanket and put it on the little white tiger.Almost sternly, Song Guan ordered: "You go back to me."

The little white tiger had loose hair, his face was pale, and he looked extremely weak. He looked up at Song Guan and said tremblingly, "I don't."

Song Guan suddenly wanted to beat Baihu, but the opponent looked so weak now, he might be slapped down if he moved too hard.Trying to ease his expression, Song Guan said softly, "Go back and be obedient."

The little white tiger pursed his lips: "I won't go back."

Song Guan angrily said restrainedly: "What are you doing here!"

The little white tiger's especially dark eyes met Song Guan's gaze directly.There was no color on his face, maybe it was from the cold.Then just like this suddenly, the little white tiger said: "Is it good for you to always talk to yourself like this? It used to be the same. It is still like this now."

Song Guan's anger froze for a moment.

"Last time, I made people forget everything, and now I'm beating around the bush to find someone to take care of me." The little white tiger's lips were so pale that they turned a little blue, and he looked like a sculpture of ice and snow. It is the facial features that are too flamboyant, and at this moment they only feel a little raw.

Song Guan was stunned, and immediately denied it completely subconsciously, just like every thief who was caught: "What are you talking about?"

The little white tiger said softly: "I have already remembered."

After the initial moment of astonishment, Song Guan calmed down.In fact, I wasn't particularly surprised, because there were already some vague signs before, and the clues showed that the little white tiger was slowly remembering the past.Song Guan didn't answer the little white tiger's words at all at this moment, and only said: "You go back now, this is not the place for you to stay."

Baihu looked at Song Guan quietly. Hearing this, his expression became extremely quiet, then he lowered his eyes and said slowly: "You said I shouldn't stay here, so where should I stay? Crossing the River of Sighs, there is no return path, especially with my current cultivation base."

Song Guan didn't understand this, the little white tiger raised his head under Song Guan's puzzled gaze, his eyes were dark, then he turned and walked to the lake, stretching out his finger an inch.I saw the mist surging all around suddenly entangled, and the little white tiger's fingers were directly corroded into scorched black, just like the clumps of dead wood growing on the edge of the cave.

Obviously such a change happened, but the person concerned didn't seem to feel the pain at all.With a nonchalant smile, the little white tiger raised his hand: "Look, that's it."

Looking at Baihu's hand, Song Guan was stunned for a while: "You don't want to die?"

Bai Hu's expression was very calm: "I have lived for a long time."

Song Guan was speechless for a long while, the more he thought about the anger that had been suppressed in his heart, the more he would rise up. He walked over and grabbed Baihu's collar with one hand. It was obvious that everything was well planned, but this person was about to make an accident: "Are you How To?"

The little white tiger lowered his head.

Seeing the little white tiger's silent expression, Song felt an inexplicable rage in his heart. Just as he was about to get angry, the other party suddenly raised his face, and two little tiger ears popped out of his head.In the end, Song Guan didn't let the fire out in Baihu's sight, and he felt very powerless for a while.That pair of glass-like black eyes looked at him, as if he had a lot to say, but Song Guan also knew that Baihu himself was always taciturn.

Although he didn't get angry, his tone was still bad, Song Guan said coldly: "What are you going to do?"

After a moment of silence, the little white tiger lifted the hem of his clothes without saying a word, revealing a pair of feet. Those feet were soaked by the strange miasma here, showing a kind of deep black nick like cracks, and the toes were already formed. Like dead wood.

Yes.

Once you step into this ghost place, there is only one dead end left.

To retreat is to die quickly, to advance is also to die quickly, even if one stays in place and does not move, it is just a slower death.

Song Guan told himself that he was not angry, but he still couldn't get over it in his chest: "So what do you think about following here?"

The little white tiger put down his clothes, and the little tiger's ears on his head were fluffy: "Because I wanted to come, so I followed."

Song Guan suddenly wanted to kick the little white tiger into the nearby cave.His feelings towards Bai Hu at this moment are like an old father who has spent all his time planning a peaceful future for his son, but finally saw his son rebelliously let go of his hands and left home to engage in artistic creation - originally listening to the family's words, he could eat and wear for a lifetime Because of his worries, he ran out to mess around, so he was so poor that he had to count his fingers even for a bowl of porridge.

"Come here and sit." Song Guan felt that this place was damn cold after he was finished. Anyway, the scorched earth on the ground was the same, so there was nothing to choose. He just sat down where he was, patted the seat beside him, and asked Baihu to sit over. .

The little white tiger sat barefoot next to Song Guan. He was only wearing a cotton padded jacket at first, but after sitting down, he split half of it and signaled Song Guan to cover it with him.

Originally wanted to refuse, but this place is really very cold, Song Guan leaned on the little white tiger, and did not refuse, and simply shared a cotton coat with someone.He remembered that Baihu said earlier that he remembered it, which shocked him when he first heard it.Song Guan was a little reluctant to ask what was going on with Baihu, because it was useless to ask.But now things have become like this anyway, even if some words are out of line, it doesn't matter if you ask them.So the difference between the two is only that one dies confusedly and the other dies more clearly, it depends on how he chooses.

After pondering for a while, Song Guan said, "You said you remembered, what did you remember?"

The little white tiger stretched out his left hand, which was not corroded by the miasma, and covered the back of Song Guan's right hand with his palm.Song Guan's hand was as cold as ice, but he shook it as if he didn't notice it: "We used to be gods, but I didn't have a good relationship with you. Later, by chance, I Turned into a rabbit, you raised me for a while."

Song Guandao: "It's all nonsense, what kind of god is not a god. A god who called himself Suzaku came here before, picked up 'Chang Chong' and left, saying that he and 'Chang Chong' were old friends. I think you and him are probably the same. I know it. Anyway, I can’t be some kind of god. Your memory is incomplete, and you have recognized the wrong person.”

The little white tiger turned his head to look at Song Guan. There was no fluctuating expression on his face, only his eyes were very serious. He said to Song Guan, "I won't make a mistake."

Song Guan didn't speak, at this moment, the little white tiger turned his left hand over the back of Song Guan's hand.

I don't know if it's because of the prototype, but the white tiger's skin is especially white. It's probably because of the cold at this time, it's so white that it shows a faint blue color, but even so, it's still a jade-like color, so it's still pretty. It's just a little less alive.

The little white tiger showed his hands for Song to watch, but Song couldn't understand.He just noticed that there was a circle of red at the end of the white tiger's little finger, as if a red thread was entwined, no more, no less, exactly one circle.

"what is this?"

Bai Hu didn't explain, but asked, "Is it okay for me to hold your hand like this for a while?"

Song Guan was silent for a while, and said: "You can hold it."

Bai Hu tilted his head to look at Song Guan, and suddenly said: "Then if I want to kiss you now, is it okay?"

Song Guan raised his face and said in a calm tone, "You are going too far."

Baihu: "I like your things, you know?"

Caught off guard by the question, Song Guan paused for a moment.

After a long while, he said: "You don't like me. It's probably just too lonely. It's just that I happened to have a little more contact with me, so I thought it was like you. You should make more friends. Go see the outside world, and you will find A lot of things are not what you think they are."

The little white tiger lowered its eyes, and seemed to smile a bit, the smile was a little mocking.

"After you erased my memory, I don't remember you anymore, but I always put two sets of bowls and chopsticks when I eat, and I don't even know why. When I was on Jiuyi Mountain, other little fairies dared not come together Eat, so it’s just you and me. I prepared all the tables and seats at that time. I’m used to preparing two sets, but I don’t remember all the memories about this period. When I eat alone, I still use the in this way."

Song Guan was silent.He heard this passage, and frankly speaking, the real situation was that there was no fluctuation in his heart.Of course, in terms of human face, perhaps he should act a little guilty.But what about pretending to be guilty?Might as well not do it.

"Everyone thought you were dead, and later people made a statue of you. I was angry when I saw you. They carved all the way, and I saw them all smashed over. Every time I smashed, I felt It’s strange, I just feel that I don’t have any deep friendship with you, but I don’t know where the resentment came from. Before I noticed it, I smashed your statue first, and Suzaku even quarreled with me several times because of this matter. Later, by accident, I secretly I moved a statue of you back to where I live, and I dare not let others know. I still get angry when I see your statue, and I don’t want to throw it outside for no reason. I can’t see it, and I can’t throw it away, so I have to hide it. In the corner of the backyard where there was no light, over time, moss grew on the statue."

Song Guan looked away at the cave without saying a word.He didn't speak, and neither did Baihu.After an unknown amount of time, Song Guan sighed and turned his face away: "You—"

But where is there any little white tiger?

There was only a dead tree beside him, its branches were bent, and it had a vague human shape, and it still maintained the posture of covering the back of Song Guan's hand.

So slowly, Song Guan slowly withdrew his hand.

This place is so cold, it is so cold that people lose consciousness, so that if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't know whether it was a living person or a dead thing that touched them.

He tore off the cotton coat from his body, and put the whole thing on the small dead wood.Song Guan felt that this action of his was quite meaningless, and if others saw it, they might comment on hypocrisy.

The cave a few steps away is still bottomless, and it is a mouth that can't wait to be fed.

Song Guan patted the little dead wood for the last time, which was probably where the little white tiger's head was originally. After taking one last look, he turned around and left, and then stepped into the cave, stepping into the air, not asking about his life and death.

[The player dies.The system confirms that the player is dead.During the task progress tracking update, the No.15 game will be automatically exited, and now it is entering the countdown stage——]

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