Peach Wood Sword

In the center of the table where the boy stayed up late every day to study hard, there was a white pebble the size of a fist.

If an uninformed person enters his inner room by mistake, it may feel strange.Because the stone is neither emerald, nor diamond crystal, it cannot be more ordinary.

However, if you turn to the back of the stone, people will laugh happily at a children's painting that is not elegant.Those thick black lines were sinuous, abstract but vividly depicting an angry face with scorched eyebrows and upturned nostrils.

This stone is just a small gift given to the Heavenly Master by the boy many years ago.

During the melee, Tianshi fell from a high altitude, and the young man watched him alone for a whole rainy night, and then took him to Yizhuang after his eyes were pierced by the wind and his tears dried up. Feel out this familiar stone.

The traces drawn with charcoal are easy to disappear, so the celestial master cast a spell on it intimately, and the whole stone glowed faintly with blue light, and the traces of the paintbrush remained the same as before.

The boy stared at the stone for a long time, and he didn't have the strength to cry anymore, so he put the stone in the same position near his chest.As soon as he put the stone in, the boy's hand paused for a moment, lowered his eyes, and took out the stone again and turned it over.

I saw that the unpainted side of the stone was slightly flattened. It is not difficult to think of how many days and nights in the past, how the celestial master regarded this unattractive stone near his heart as a treasure, and brought it with him during the day. Reading and cooking with it, lying on the bed at night to suppress evil spirits, when the colic is unbearable, I gently hold the stone, put it on my heart and move it slowly, as if I can draw strength from it.

The stars changed, and the owner of the thing changed. Now this stone has been thrown into the hands of the young man, and he enshrines it carefully at the table.

This stone exudes a faint blue light no matter day or night. It is a pleasing decoration when you watch it at noon to relieve the heat and calm your nerves.

But recently teenagers always have an illusion.Whether it was rubbing his eyes and staring at it in a daze when he was tired, or looking at it with the tip of his nose concentrating on the stone, he felt that the light of the stone seemed to grow brighter and brighter day by day, and it almost had the potential to replace the night pearl.

Just after the third watch that day, the young man's eyes were very tired, and the candlelight in his hand danced faintly a few times. The dark environment made him feel a little drowsy.He raised his hand to cover a yawn, rested his head on the soft sleeve, stretched out a finger to float in the air and extinguished the candle a little, just about to fall asleep next to the table.

The ears that had already shut off the hearing function suddenly moved, and the boy raised his head vigilantly. His bright eyes shone in the dark night. Looking around, he saw nothing except the pebbles quietly emitting a dark blue luster in front of the table.

He squinted his eyes suspiciously, waved his sleeves and cast a curse of keeping strangers away, intending to continue falling asleep.

Unexpectedly, less than two seconds after he got down on the ground, he heard a faint voice in front of him: "Is anyone there?"

The boy suddenly pushed the table and stood up, a few sharp thin lights flashed in his eyes, he gathered a group of spiritual energy very vigilantly, raised his voice and asked towards the darkness: "Who?"

What responded to him was only an empty echo, but after a while, he seemed to hear someone humming in discomfort, the voice was intermittent: "Yes... are you a brat?"

There was no light in the room, but the young man felt as if he stood in that thunder and lightning night a few years ago for a split second, and a flash of white light made him panic and speechless.There was a bang in his brain, his heart beat violently, and he suddenly felt that the blood in his body began to run amok indiscriminately.

He stabilized his body, pressed his trembling hands on the back of the chair that wanted to express the turmoil in his heart, calmed down, and tried to calm down his voice: "Father, is that you?"

The young man now probably knew where the source of the sound was, because the light from that round snow-white pebble became more and more intense, almost lighting up half of the study room.

Pebble was silent for a moment, and then sighed more clearly, "It's me."

That night, the cabin was brightly lit, and the young man truly experienced the ecstasy of regaining what was lost, and his beating heart almost broke the ceiling.He held the ugly pebble in the palm of his hand all night, just like holding the treasure of his life, and couldn't put it down.

It turned out that the celestial master saw the frightened eyes of the young man in the moment of light struck by lightning one second before falling to the ground.He was like a bird that had lost its soul and was drenched in rain, and still had a name in its beak.

The Celestial Master, who was planning to die at this point, suddenly felt an uncontrollable reluctance to part with him, and many unsettled worries flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern, and finally condensed into a powerful obsession——

So at the moment before the celestial master's soul flew away, all the yang energy was poured into the pebble in front of his chest by accident.

These years, young people have regarded it as a treasure and put it in front of the case. The pebbles are close to Yang Qi at dawn and dusk, and the vitality of the soul is gradually revived.

The young man lost his father for a long time, and he has already suffered from the sorrow of leaving him. At this time, he returned to Hepu, and he refused to give up this opportunity. He poured out the feelings that have been haunting his heart for many years: "Dad, I like you."

cobblestone:".….."

Just after being "resurrected", he suffered such a severe mental blow. If the pebble had legs and hair, it would definitely blow up in place and run away.But Mr. Pebble’s goosebumps had already fallen all over the ground, and he looked around, but he didn’t see a rescuer, so he had to bite the bullet and stammered: “Son, Dad has been hiding something from you all this time. It is my own..."

"I know." The boy interrupted him unceremoniously, and looked at the big round stone seriously, "This does not prevent me from liking you."

"..." Pebble suddenly regretted being resurrected, and almost choked on a mouthful of blood in his throat.

"Dad," the boy suddenly held the pebbles to his chest, his eyes were bent beautifully, a handful of light and shadows were shattered in them, and he whispered in a low but sweet voice, "Tomorrow I will dig your grave."

Pebble was dumbfounded again.

The boy reacted for a while, remembering that his father didn't know that he had preserved his stone head, he couldn't help laughing.His smiles tonight were extraordinarily large, and there was no trace of bitterness, it was completely sweet.

"Dig out your still intact body, and I will find a way to revive you. Anyway, now that the country is peaceful and the people are safe, there is no need for a loyal minister like you. Let's hold fish capes and fish hats together. It is not necessary to be fishermen, but wandering the world is not a bad thing." .”

"...If you really want to, I will not hesitate."

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The full text is over!It is estimated that no one will read [Lying Corpse] and write a postscript firmly

postscript:

In fact, this short article is a bad product of my boring brainstorming in the dire straits of mathematics hell... I suddenly wanted to write an article about family love (later it was not very easy to transform into JQ), and by the way, I picked it up again A fake writer's identity, and then happily wrote

This is the first time I have written such a long text continuously, and it took only three days and three nights to finish it [this shows how low-yield I am].After scanning the word count, I was taken aback. It almost surpassed my long text by 1551~

The setting of the article is very confusing. The background is probably a hybrid of ancient China and ancient Europe. However, I adopted the western "alchemy" elements in the world structure, and I also accused alchemy of being related to magic... In short It's a stewed hodgepodge [cover your face]

There are also objects to ward off evil spirits. I did not use garlic crosses or the like according to Western legends (after all, it is true that a majestic evil spirit is smoked by a mere garlic...), but I used peach wood to ward off evil spirits from ancient Chinese legends, which is a bit far-fetched ...

Well, the same is true for the age of adulthood. I chose one blindly, and there is no reference, just talking nonsense.

Alas, full of loopholes, anyway, it’s just a cool article, that’s all, if you don’t think it’s hot, just make do with it OTZ

PS: Gongshou please make up your own brains, anyway, I am Zhanfushou X