Jia Mo

The yellow sun shines on Siguo Cliff, the bluestone path is covered with moss, and there is a faint smell of decay in the air, as if it has passed through a long time and floated over thousands of years ago.

Qi Yin was covered with bandages, leaning on the bald rattan chair.Another wounded patient, Yunzhi, was lying on top of the beauty with his upper body naked. This guy also had a pretty face, a thin white body, tight muscles, and the grooves and ridges.The fly in the ointment is that an arm is missing.

The Qing Dynasty ordered Taoist boys to move out many boxes and cabinets from the house. Four identical Taoist boys opened the drawers one by one. Some were filled with wooden eyeballs, and some were filled with wooden ears. Tongues are all there.Qi Yin's eyes are sharp, but he still saw that woman.

It was only today that he found out that this fat man is also proficient in this kind of unique skill - organ haemangi, a secret technique that cannot be passed on.No wonder there is one more Daoist in Qingshi within a few days, and they still look exactly the same as before.They are all Yan people, their legs and feet are disassembled, and there are mechanism gears inside.A compass is installed on the skull to identify the direction, and a spirit stone is placed on the heart to provide power for the whole body.One sweeps the floor, one serves tea, one combs hair, and one sings a little song.Qi Yin originally thought that he came too few times and didn't recognize all the people, and that the daring feeling was made by Qing Shixin.

Qingming whispered at the side: "His arm was disabled more than ten years ago. When he was a child, he was unloaded and eaten by the snake monster who tied him up for rations. Some monsters are very vicious, not like your cat master, let alone Like your silly brother. They kidnap people everywhere for rations. Children are tender meat, and they are the most popular. When they are very hungry, they will eat one bite. When they are not hungry, they will raise them. They will slowly take off their arms and legs and serve them as food and drink. Your senior brother It's very poor, the snake demon ate his arm in front of his face."

Qi Yin was just silent, he still couldn't believe that Feng Huanshan's number one hooligan senior brother who usually flies like a sword is actually a cripple.After all, this kid is so arrogant, and always laughs so meanly, Qi Yin thinks of his coquettish sword dance, and the way he tricked Fulan to help him wash his clothes, no matter how he looked, he looked like a swindled beast in clothes, not a missing arm Poor bastard.

"But it's okay, your master's shaved wooden arm is impervious to fire and water, and it's better than ordinary people's arms." Qingming said, "It's just ugly, and it can't be disguised as an ordinary person's skin color, so your senior brother usually wears Wear a glove."

Qing Shi compared Yunzhi's left hand with a wooden arm, cut off the long part, and carved complicated runes on the arm.The talisman is like a flower vine, climbing up the wooden arm, it has a strange beauty.Qing style placed the wooden arm on Yunzhi's shoulder, and the seams were stitched with mulberry bark as a thread. Yunzhi was so painful that his veins burst out, "Master, can't you give me some Mabosan?"

Qing Shi said with a smile: "Since you know the pain, you should practice your sword more diligently. Don't ask a teacher to help you clean up the mess next time your arm is broken by a monster."

After finally finishing the stitching, Yun Zhi scratched his fist, the rune pattern on his arm had fine golden light flashing, and the whole arm became flexible.After putting on his clothes, Yun Zhi looked at Qi Yin's gloomy face, and said with a smile, "Little brother, don't be afraid if you meet monsters in the future, even if you only have a head, our master can make you a wooden body to save you."

With such a cynical appearance, no one can see that he has a disability.For the first time, Qi Yin paid respect to this hooligan senior brother, fisted to him, and said: "Forget it, if there is a time, please let me ascend to heaven where I am."

Qingming leaves with Yunzhi's arm, Qingshi sits on the bench and packs the boxes, while the four Taoist boys work together to move the boxes back to the house one by one.It is warm under the sun, the bluestone road is shining brightly, and the distant mountains are a touch of water color, lying between the sky and the earth.Qi Yin moved her fingers, and asked, "You knew that Miss Lanxian was a monster."

"To be precise, she is a half-demon." Qing Shi said slowly while picking things up, "Her mother fell in love with a scholar, committed herself to him, and gave birth to a daughter. One day, the scholar encountered a demon on his way and was seriously injured. , her mother stepped forward to save her, and she lost her cultivation to save the scholar's life. Unfortunately, the demon lost her cultivation and could no longer transform into a human form. The scholar was horrified when he saw his mother revealing his original form, and fled overnight. After winning the first prize and gaining fame, this nightmare went to Beijing, and killed him in one bite when he was riding a horse through the streets. At that time, the emperor asked the old man to go out to catch the monster, and the old man caught her into the Jingtian barrier. Years ago, she died of old age at the foot of Siguo Cliff. An ordinary nightmare has black hair all over her body, but this Lanxian girl has a human face, which is the blood her father left her."

Qi Yin lowered her head, thinking of the girl who looked like a white velvet flower, rubbed her toes on the ground, and said, "I think... this girl is quite pitiful."

"Everything is born in nature, except for the sky, everything is humble, who is not pitiful?" Qing Shi shook his head with a smile, "This girl entered the Changle Workshop a month ago, and she asked the old man as soon as she came in. She wanted to enter every night for a month. The old man's dream. The old man is fatter and bald, but he is the head of the sect after all. Young people nowadays still think too highly of themselves."

"Then you still let me find Yun Zhi myself."

"No and no." Qing Shi said, "Isn't this little apprentice Yunlan here? You see, with him here, even if you have a big hole in your chest, he will mend it for you."

Qi Yin was taken aback, and said, "You know my brother..."

For a long time, Qi Yin thought that Fulan was a human being, but because he had been among monsters for a long time, he was like a savage who grew up among wolves, and couldn't distinguish his own race.It wasn't until Fulan was alive and dead, flesh and bones, and pulled him back from the edge of the ghost gate, even more like a demon, that he would not die unless he punished his heart, Qi Yin knew that this guy might really not be human.

However, what if he is not a human being?

Qi Yin propped himself up and said: "Master, although my brother is not a human being, he is a good boy. He lived with my mother when he was young, and my mother recognized him as a godson. Look, he and I Mother and I have stayed for so long, and stayed in Fenghuanshan for so long, but he has never harmed anyone."

"Everyone in the world thinks that Fulan is a pig demon, but in fact, it is just a counterfeit who borrows the name of the demon co-lord to show off his might." Qing Shi smiled with his sleeves on his sleeves, "Yuanshan Demon Dragon has been entrenched in Jiugai for thousands of years. How could he be killed by a pig demon who has practiced for hundreds of years? However, the rumored Fu Lan is not bloodthirsty or cruel, and only loves to wash clothes, cook and support his younger brother, this old man is unexpected."

"You have misunderstood. My brother is not a co-lord of monsters. He just happens to have the same name. He is poor and stupid, and he doesn't even have a guardian. What kind of emperor is he? It must be a misunderstanding." Qi Yin laughed along.

Qing's smile didn't change, as if he didn't hear him, "Little apprentice, do you really understand your brother?"

"Of course I understand! He is honest, sincere, respects his teachers, and cares for his fellow students. He is a rare and kind young man." Qi Yin gave a thumbs up.

"The old man is over forty years old. I have read all kinds of books, but I have never seen any spells that can repair the heart veins and bring back a person with a broken intestine from the gate of hell. Don't you want to know, your brother used it What is the method?" Qing Shi asked.

"I don't want to," Qi Yin replied quickly, "I just need to know that he is my brother."

Qing Shi was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled wryly, "You doll... Anyway, you should just listen to a story. In southern Xinjiang, there are many legends about your brother. If you want to talk about him, I must first talk about a place. Xiaoyin, have you ever heard of Bashan Temple?"

Qi Yin shook his head.

"That is a temple located in the hinterland of Bashan. According to the "Hai Nei Nan Jiang Zhi" records, thousands of years ago, when the great god walked the earth, the witches built a temple to worship, to sacrifice, to reach the sky, and to pray. The Bashan Temple is the southern The largest shrine in Xinjiang is dedicated to the Great God of Southern Xinjiang, Bailu. After the consummation, the children all cut their hearts to death."

Qi Yin shuddered and asked, "Are you sure this is a god or a monster?"

Qing Shi shook his head, and continued: "In the past hundred years, Taoism has gradually declined, and many techniques have failed one after another. The lifespan of Taoists is shorter than one generation. Ancient witches can live for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years. Now even if they are The most respected Taoists were only over a hundred years old. Later, some people suggested that Taoism originated from ancient witchcraft, and they might as well seek the method of helping the weak from the source. So they thought of the Bashan Temple. However, "Southern Jiang Zhi" records , 3000 years ago, the last great witch passed away suddenly, and Bashan was suddenly sealed by thick fog, and no one has been able to pass through the white fog to reach the Bashan Temple since then."

"fog?"

"That's right, it's a white mist that can eat people." Qing Shi looked down at Qi Yin with meaningful eyes, "Fifty years ago, Wufang Mountain summoned immortals and formed a team of 50 people to go deep into southern Xinjiang. Explore the temple. Each of them left a wisp of spiritual consciousness in the Wufang Xiaoshi mirror. Twelve mirrors, twelve spiritual consciousness, so that the spiritual consciousness is connected with their bodies, and the elder Wufang can get I know what they saw and heard. That time, led by Zong Lan, the elder of Wufang Discipline, 12 people hid their breath and rushed all the way to Bashan. They entered the thick fog, but found that they could not see anything. "

"Because the fog is too big? They are so powerful, so they must have divine sense. They can't see with eyes, so they use divine sense." Qi Yin asked.

"They are just like what you think. Once they enter the thick fog, they release their consciousness, but they still can't see anything, even if they put their palms in front of their eyes, they can't see anything. If it weren't for the white vision, they would think they were blind In desperation, they had no choice but to fix each other with ropes so as not to get separated. Fortunately, their voices could still be heard from the mirror. Although they could not see anything, it did not prevent them from communicating with Wufang Mountain.

"Because they couldn't find the location of the temple with their spiritual sense, they had to search on foot. They were also afraid that there would be monsters in the mountains, so everyone kept their voices quiet, and they would only talk in low voices occasionally. At night, it was completely dark there, and at dawn It slowly turned brighter, but they still couldn’t see anything. They set a direction and traveled all the way west, but strange things happened. Every day, Xiaoshi lost a person’s consciousness in Xiaoshi’s mirror. There is only one situation that can make the consciousness If they disappear, that person is dead. Wufang Mountain asked them, but they replied that there were not too many people. Elder Zong Lan asked everyone to count them one by one in order to prove that they were all there."

Qi Yin felt terrified when he heard that, and asked, "Are you all there?"