The King of Beasts smiles but does not speak [Shan Hai Jing]

Lonely Mountain, the highest mountain in the world.

The fog persists all year round, and no one has ever heard of anyone climbing to the top.

However, on this mountain top that only existed in legends, there were indeed two figures standing at this time.

One is taller and the other is shorter.

The short shadow stood obediently behind the tall shadow, with an indifference and calmness on his face that did not match his immature appearance.

"Brother Zhulong, what are you doing?"

The man known as Candle Dragon turned his head and smiled when he heard the words: "I'm making a sword." He waved the semi-finished product in his hand in front of the boy's eyes: "Look, doesn't it look good?"

The boy's expression remained unchanged, but there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "It looks good. Is it... for me?"

"Of course!" Zhulong blew off the sawdust on the sword and continued to carve, "Although it's just a wooden sword, I made it after all. It must be better than thousands of soldiers. You will know later!"

The boy nodded: "Yes."

Seeing that Zhulong seemed to have a long time to finish this wooden sword "surpassing thousands of soldiers in the world", the boy simply sat down beside him and watched him do it.

Being stared at by the child motionlessly, Zhulong had no choice but to slow down his movements, picked up a fruit beside him and handed it over.

Seeing the child's obedient appearance as he took the fruit and ate it without saying a word, Zhulong couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched his head: "Uh...speaking of it, you've been out for so long, the family must I'm so anxious, why don't you tell me where your home is, and I'll take you back?"

Since he passed by Nanshan the day before yesterday and rescued the child from the mouth of the strange beast, this figure has been around him.

Although he was used to wandering, he didn't mind bringing an extra child, but he didn't think he was the type to take care of children.

Nowadays, spirit beasts are rare, and each one is extremely precious. This child may be the only one in the family.Now that he has been lost for so long, he doesn't know how anxious the child's family is.

It's just that no matter how Zhulong insinuated, the child clenched his teeth firmly, with a cold look of "I can't hear what you are talking about".

It made Zhulong almost think that the child was abused by his family and ran away from home.

But how is it possible!

It is possible for the son of a spirit beast to be pampered to heaven.

abused?

The world has never heard of such a thing.

The new round of temptations ended in failure. The child silently gnawed at the fruit and continued to pretend to be dead.

Although Zhulong has traveled all over the country, he has seen a lot of troubles.

But I have never encountered a situation like the one before me. Children are really troublesome!

Zhulong's sudden silence really didn't match his usual rambling appearance. While biting the fruit, the child looked at Zhulong nervously.

"Do you hate me?"

Zhulong, who was thinking about the next route, was taken aback by the child's in-depth question, and the knife in his hand slipped and almost cut a gap in the wooden sword.

"Why should I hate you?"

"Because..." the child lowered his head, his voice muffled, "Because I pestered you and refused to leave..."

Zhulong was very dazed: "Haunting me? Are you pestering me and refusing to leave?"

child:"......"

Forget it, he knew that this stupid dragon's IQ couldn't understand his thoughts.

There is no time in the fog on the mountain.

In this way, I don't know how many times the sun has risen and set, before Zhulong finally shook the dust on his hands in satisfaction.

"It's finally done, take a look!"

The boy took the wooden sword carefully.

It was just an ordinary piece of wood, but it really changed its appearance under the hands of this person.

When he touched the wooden sword with his fingertips, he could even feel a chill and a palpitating pressure.

Zhulong also seems to be very satisfied with his work: "Don't worry, the sword has recognized you as master and will not hurt you. And I added a lot of coercion on it, if you are in danger in the future, just cross the sword In front of you, let alone monsters, even ordinary spirit beasts dare not hurt you."

The boy put his sword back into its sheath and looked at Candle Dragon quietly.

"Why did you draw your sword?"

Zhulong was stunned for a moment, not knowing why: "En?"

If you don't draw your sword, do you want to fight hard?

"I..." The boy hugged the sword in his arms, but his gaze was fixed on Zhulong: "Can't I just hide behind you?"

Candle Dragon: "..."

After a moment of silence with big eyes and small eyes, Zhulong said with difficulty: "But..."

Child: "But what?"

Candle Dragon: "..."

It was the first time in Zhulong's life that he realized what it means to be speechless, so he had to silently swallow all the words that he originally wanted to follow after the "but".

The long sword is cold, but the child feels warm while holding the sword.

Just like this person in front of you, when you first saw him, you obviously thought it was a cold and unreasonable beast, but the closer you got, the more you found the tenderness in this person's heart.

So much so that at first I just wanted to find myself with a big leg to hug, but I couldn't get away no matter what.

Until Zhulong finished eating the two fruits, the child on the opposite side was still looking at him closely, his gaze was so focused that the hairs all over his body protested uncontrollably.

He moved his brain rarely, thought for a moment and said: "...Are you hungry?"

Zhulong tentatively handed the fruit by his leg to the child, stretched his hand halfway, but quickly retracted it, wiped the fruit carefully, and then handed it out again.

The child looked at Zhulong, and then at Guozi. Those blue eyes were as cold as jade, like a lake reflecting the moonlight.

It's a pity that I can't see half of the joy and anger.

Guessed wrong again?

Zhulong was anxious, so he had to carefully withdraw his hand that had been stagnant in mid-air for a long time.

However, he was forced to stop.

The child took the fairy fruit from Zhulong's hand and put it in his mouth without rubbing it.

Zhulong was startled, his empty right hand had no time to react, but was suddenly grabbed by someone.

With a slight chill in her immature hands, she gently clenched Zhulong's fingers tightly.

If you eat the fruit, you will eat the fruit. What are you doing with me?

Although Zhulong didn't make a sound, he felt that he should protest a little, because dragons also have dragon rights!

I am still a single dragon, and I don't want to embark on the road of no return with children, okay!

This is food, and weapons, and now you have to eat with you?

The confident Zhulong cleared his throat: "Uh, that, uh...I have something to say..."

The child nodded: "En."

Zhulong cleared his throat again: "Uh..."

Seeing doubts in the child's eyes, Zhulong hurriedly said: "It's like this, although you look like a child now, but...you should know that some spirit beasts can directly become adults from a dumpling State, some will become children first, but in fact they are the same..."

"I know." The child nodded and interrupted him blankly, "What do you want to say?"

Zhulong said: "I want to say, in fact, I am not much older than you, I just skipped the child's form and became what I am now, so you..."

"So what?"

Zhulong raised his head and met those cold eyes, so frightened that he quickly swallowed back the words that followed.

"Nothing..."

Why don't you just hold hands!

Why don't you just find something to eat!

He endured!

Seeing Zhulong's helpless appearance, the child felt unprecedented joy, as if he could even taste a little sweetness from the bitter fruit in his hand.

If only it could stay like this...

The child was lowering his head and thinking, but his hands suddenly loosened.

He quickly raised his head to look at Zhulong who suddenly stood up for some reason.

Zhulong looked at the child reassuringly: "It's okay."

He said nothing, but silently pulled out his sword.

The tip of the sword cut across the air, bringing out a clear sound.

The child lowered his head and continued to eat the fruit, watching Zhulong's red clothes pass by from the corner of his eye, without saying a word.

Although this person looks stupid, cowardly and unreliable on weekdays.

But there are really not many people in this world who can really beat him.

But after a while, Hong Yi went and turned back, and the fruit in the child's hand was not finished yet.

The child raised his head, and his gaze happened to meet a smear of blood on the cold sword.

Candle Dragon sat down and returned to his original place, stroking the child's head comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a monster."

Such a ferocious beast, even after death, still has a fierce spirit lingering here.

In this population, it is just "a monster".

The child lowered his head and swallowed the fruit in one gulp, ignoring Zhulong's helpless "that's the core, you can't eat it".

Bear kids are really hard to manage!

While Candle Dragon was crying in his heart, he retracted the long sword that had been wiped clean into its sheath.

"My name is Dijiang, and my name is Mingwei."

With a blunt sound, the long sword was buckled on the sheath.

Zhulong stammered: "You child, how could you tell me your name, do you know..."

"I know." The child nodded calmly, "When I tell you my name, it's like making an oath to the heavens and voluntarily being controlled by you."

He said: "But I believe you will not hurt me."

Under Zhulong's astonished gaze, he paused and continued: "What about you? Would you like to tell me your name?"

The name of the spirit beast is not a secret that cannot be known to outsiders.

Just listening to the names relayed by others does not have any special meaning, only telling them personally can produce the power to restrain the heaven.

He didn't want to restrain the dragon.

But he wanted to hear this person tell him his name.

Being stared at by such scorching eyes, even though his skin is as thick as a candle dragon, he also feels a little uncomfortable.

"All right......"

Candle Dragon broke the frozen air as if compromising.

"My name is......"

Mingwei heard Zhulong's voice passing by her ears, that voice was like a gentle breeze blowing past her at this moment.

There was the smell of blood in the wind, but it was exceptionally soft.

So that no matter how things change in the future, that voice is still clear, as if it is still in Mingwei's ears——

"My name is Liang Qi."