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Ming Xia sometimes thinks, if the energy that monsters can mobilize and use is called monster power, then what should be called the power that humans can use?

There are words like "manpower" and "physical strength" in human beings, but they seem to be unable to accurately express what Ming Xia is thinking.

Or, let's call it "human power".

After seeing the crane shadow floating on the protective cover, Ming Xia vaguely realized one thing: as a human being, part of his manpower was automatically transferred to the crane shadow.

That is his ancestor, Ming Xia thought to himself, it is also a demon.

And this big monster who is said to be quite powerful, at this moment, is doing what the villains and monsters in Zhiguai novels often do: sucking people's yang energy, energy... In short, it is the "human power" composed of spirit, energy and spirit.

Ming Xia didn't know how to look at this matter.After all, it was his ancestor, and it did this to fight against water gnats.If the water lizard is alive, everyone may die.

Ming Xia felt very tangled.

Mainly because no one came to ask for his opinion on the matter.This is a not so pleasant signal, as if in the eyes of the ancestors, he is not a person with independent consciousness at all, but just a pill for replenishing vitality, a bottle of nutrient solution, and a wallet full of banknotes , as long as he needs it, he can take it at any time.

Of course, if the ancestor came to ask him if he could give him some strength, he would definitely agree.But... just because it is foreseen that he will agree, the accepting party cannot automatically ignore the step of asking.

Ming Xia glanced at the river beach next to him.Look, his body is still paralyzed there. It is obvious that this kind of thing has an impact on his physical health.

This old ancestor didn't seem to have any kind of kinship in his attitude towards his offspring.Or people's sentiments are so noble that they can't see personal gains and losses, but can only see the big things of life and death?

Well, it's not impossible to think so.

It's just that as the "individual" who was ignored, Ming Xia still felt a little dissatisfied with her ancestors, and she was not so able to bring it to the table... Subtle precautions.

With its own... er, manpower?Swarming into Bai He's body, Ming Xia felt that part of his consciousness had also been divided, and in the next second, a surge of killing intent rolled back along the weird connection between them.

Ming Xia's heart palpitated for a while, and there was an illusion that all internal organs were severely injured by this fighting spirit.

The white crane has spread its wings and flew into the air, every cell in its body seems to be burning.Ming Xia flew along with it, slid down along the airflow together, crawled back and forth between the terrifyingly huge body of the water lizard, and then seized every opportunity to leave wounds on its body.

Seeing the hard scales of the water lily being pecked open, the flesh rolled up, and the blood splashed, Ming Xia even felt hearty.

This kind of life-and-death struggle was something he had never experienced before.His heart was full of pride, and the blood in his whole body seemed to start to boil.

Under the intensive attacks of the white cranes, the body of the water gizzard became smaller and smaller.At first it fought back furiously, but as time passed, it hesitated and began to look for an opportunity to escape.

Ming Xia heard a cry from the white crane.That long cry was full of unflinching determination and unshakable belief in victory.

Ming Xia couldn't remember how long the battle lasted, it seemed to be quite a long time.

He only remembered that the water lizard rolled down the slope at last, slid into a tangle of bushes, and stopped moving.Then the white crane strolled over leisurely, raised one paw to hold the water gizzard's body, and then began to peck at its body bite by bite.

The last thing it left was a bead pecked out from the position of seven inches away from the water lily.The white bead the size of a longan is surrounded by a faint brilliance, as if a liquid is flowing lightly.

Bai He stared at it for a long time, then picked it up and swallowed it in one gulp.

Ming Xia was so stimulated by the feeling of stuffing a hard object in his throat that he felt nauseated.

He was about to vomit in pain, when suddenly two men's voices came from beside his ears.

Ming Xia suddenly realized that he seemed to be unbound from Bai He, and Bai He went somewhere, while he was lying on the hospital bed of the "Sixth Group" medical department wrapped in bandages.

As for how he came back, he had no memory at all.

The memory came back, and the pain also woke up.Ming Xia wanted to move but couldn't, and couldn't help but groaned in pain.

A big hand stroked his forehead comfortingly, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance of ink in his sleeves.

"grandfather."

Ming Xia's lips moved, but she wasn't sure if she yelled.

The other man spoke hesitantly after a long silence, "Xiaoxia why...how..."

This is Ming Xia's second uncle.To be honest, Ming Xia was a little surprised that he could come to the hospital to visit her.He didn't think Erbo liked him so much.

"The injury is not serious," Grandpa Ming sighed, "at least there is no fatal injury. The one on the neck looks a little scary. Fortunately, he escaped quickly and did not hurt the neck bone... It was a strangle mark, The hyoid cartilage is slightly displaced, and if the thing that strangles him is stronger or takes longer, he will not be able to return."

The second uncle didn't speak, but his breathing became rapid.

Grandpa Ming said again: "The reason why I brought you here is to let you see what price you will pay if you get some things."

The second uncle whispered in surprise, "Dad?!"

"The three brothers in your generation, you are the one with the most thoughtful mind." Grandpa Ming sighed again, "I guess, you know the secrets of the family since you were very young, right?"

The second uncle hesitated for a moment, then said softly: "In the summer after I finished the college entrance examination, you and mom took us back to our hometown to worship our ancestors. At night, when you and grandpa and uncle were keeping watch, I... I was outside the window."

Grandpa Ming seemed to be lost in memory, and after a while he said softly: "I don't even remember... What did you say at that time?"

The second uncle replied: "The Ming family hasn't had a child selected by Jiuxiao for two consecutive generations. I'm afraid it will appear in our generation. He also said that he has the power of Jiuxiao and can... be able to subdue demons..."

"So jealous?" Grandpa Ming sighed, "Then you haven't figured it out all these years? You just want to eat a bun, and you still have to pay two yuan. With such a great opportunity, you have to At what price?"

The second uncle was silent.

"Subduing demons, subduing demons," Grandpa Ming sighed again, "The power of subduing demons is of course used to subdue demons. But what is a demon? Hmm? All of them are old things that have lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Come down easily?"

The second uncle continued to remain silent.

"How did you find out about Xiao Xia?"

The second uncle was lucky, and said with difficulty, "He passed out when he was nine years old, and I happened to be there. I saw the rune and the shadow of the crane that suddenly appeared on his body and then disappeared."

Grandpa Ming, "...So you will hate the child?"

"I eavesdropped on your conversations back then, and I knew what symptoms would happen when the opportunity appeared..." The second uncle couldn't continue, "You still guessed that the opportunity would fall on me..."

Grandpa Ming was too angry to speak.The few old brothers met and chatted casually. How can they decide the chance left by their ancestors?His stupid son decided that it was his nephew who took away the opportunity that should belong to him just because of these few small talk? !

Er Bernan said, "Dad, I know I was wrong, don't be angry."

"You don't know!" Grandpa Ming emphasized, "Since you eavesdropped, why didn't you listen to everything? You only know that this is a chance for the Ming family. Hmph, in my opinion, it's disaster! It's not a good thing at all. thing!"

The second uncle was surprised, "Dad?!"

"Do you know why this thing is so powerful?" Grandpa Ming panted slightly, "That's because it is part of the ancestor's soul. It will choose the right time to wake up. The host can use this ability, It protects, but it also absorbs energy from the host... What we are most worried about is... If it absorbs too much energy, what will happen to Xiaoxia as the host? Have you thought about this?"

The second uncle stood for a while, then groped and sat down on the other side of the hospital bed.

"How can there be pie in the sky, think about it for yourself." Grandpa Ming sighed again, "Just because of the things he encountered... If it were you, would you really be willing to do it? The host chosen by the ancestors , it is necessary to improve one's ability in constant battles, so the person who is chosen will inevitably be in constant trouble, these... have you thought about it again?"

The second uncle's voice was filled with fear, "Dad, you mean..."

"What's going on, there's no record in the old house, it's all our private speculation." Grandpa Ming touched Ming Xia's head wearily, "But there is no record, which is not normal in itself. Because the genealogy There are records, there are at least six or seven ancestors who have encountered chance, such an important thing has not been recorded to warn future generations, and there is no one who wants to leave a record... How is this possible?"

"Then what should we do?" The second uncle was confused by what Grandpa Ming said, "Will Xiao Xia be in danger?"

"Danger is inevitable." Grandpa Ming tidied up the sheets for Ming Xia, with a worried expression on his face, "When I found out about him, I was so worried that I couldn't sleep for several nights... Sigh, I used to think about him My job is quite stable, maybe I won't encounter any danger. But now it seems..."

The second uncle asked anxiously: "His injuries..."

"Don't ask, it's your luck to know less." Grandpa Ming thought for a moment, then said to the second uncle: "No, I have to go back to my hometown again. You book a bus ticket for me."

The second uncle was a little helpless, "Dad, why do you still say that you will come out as soon as you say it? It's very cold, and besides, Xiao Xia is still living in the courtyard."

"It's because he was hospitalized that I have to go back and look for it." Grandpa Ming's voice was a little anxious, "Otherwise, when will he be tall? He came back with an injury last time, so it's over now." How long has it been?"

The second uncle was stunned for a moment, "...last time?"

Grandpa Ming brought him here for a purpose, and he didn't explain at the moment, he stretched out his hand to untie Ming Xia's hospital gown, and let him see the wound Luo Luo left on Ming Xia's shoulder.

As soon as the collar was unbuttoned, the strangle marks on Ming Xia's neck became more and more shocking. The second uncle glanced at them and couldn't bear to look at them any more.

"Dad," the second uncle said weakly, "I know I was wrong."

Grandpa Ming didn't say anything, but carefully buttoned Ming Xia's collar.

Ming Xia listened to the family secret history in a daze for a long time, at first he thought it was a dream, but after hearing it, he realized that his grandfather was teaching on the spot and came to save his second uncle.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Ming Xia thought to himself, if he could really figure it out, he would be able to save a few rollicking eyes during Chinese New Year in the future.

Also, what kind of family is their old Ming's family? Why does it sound like a secret?It sounds like everyone in the older generation knows about this little thing about him? !

Moreover, no matter what it sounds like, it seems a bit unlucky?

Ming Xia thought to himself, there really isn't some shady inside story hidden here, right?Worshiping the ancestors requires the Ming family to hand over a few sacrifices from time to time...

Ming Xia hastily interrupted her wild thoughts.

It's also disgusting.He thought it must not be true.

Ming Xia thought about it, and unconsciously fell asleep again.

In the dream, he once again saw a boy in a white shirt on the grass beach, Ming Xia remembered that his name was Bai Hao.

This time, he stood on an empty and desolate hillside, waving a long silver whip very seriously, doing the same exercise over and over again.

In the distance, a waterfall flows straight down like Bailian, splashing water mist on the rocks.Above the water mist, a group of birds flapped their wings and flew slowly.

Ming Xia looked at him from afar, and felt that the boy with bright eyes in his memory had changed a lot unconsciously.He seemed to have grown taller and stronger, and the lively expression that had once appeared on his face was gone, replaced by a more determined and forbearing expression.

He seems to have... grown up.

Something sprinted past at his feet.Ming Xia lowered his head, and saw a pair of slender bird legs, and... a beautiful white crane reflected on the water.

Ming Xia tilted his head, and the crane in the water also tilted his head, his round eyes showed curiosity.He realized that he seemed to be that crane again in his dream.But this time, even the crane has grown up a lot, with a slender and graceful body, fluffy and white feathers, and its body size is close to that of an adult crane.

Ming Xia tentatively took two steps in the water.

This small river flows from a waterfall in the distance. The water is not rushing, and the river is covered with fluffy reeds.This scenery is a bit like the first time I dreamed of a crane.

Someone shouted in the distance: "Jiuxiao!"

Ming Xia shivered, opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, the warm and bright light passed through the glass window, dyeing the ward sheets a light orange.

The scene in the dream disappeared, but the lingering sound still lingered in his ears.

It was the voice of a man who seemed to have known him before, and he said, "Jiu Xiao, I probably won't be able to return this time."