The Lotus Lantern is with you

Mo Chen was frightened by his guess.

When he was flustered, he heard the old man's flustered footsteps.

"Senior?" Mo Chen hurriedly stood up, "But what happened?"

The old man's voice was depressed and flustered, "Boy Mo, I found that thing."

Mo Chen was slightly startled, "Senior, what did you find?"

"Holy fruit, it's holy fruit!" the old man said excitedly.

The sacred fruit is the evergreen secret of Wanqing Mountain, which is no longer a secret in the village at the foot of the mountain.

It turned out that decades ago, this ordinary mountain was covered with green overnight. The villagers at the foot of the mountain didn't think it was strange, but they didn't know that this greenness lasted for decades. Even though there was heavy snow in winter, the mountain was like In spring and summer, in the end, there are even clouds and mist, like a fairy palace.

Seeing such a strange scene, the rumor that there is a spiritual thing in Wanqing Mountain spread. During that time, people from all over the world were eager to try to find this so-called 'spiritual thing'.Unexpectedly, those people entered the valley and never got out again.

At this time, the old man's daughter-in-law was seriously ill and was bedridden. The old man's son felt sorry for his wife, so he sneaked into the valley alone in the dead of night. After leaving, he never came back for ten years. In the second year after he left, the old man's daughter-in-law also passed away, leaving only an infant child.

Mo Chen didn't interrupt him, and listened quietly.But I thought in my heart, no wonder something is wrong in this mountain, the outside world has been eroded by the devil energy into such a state, this mountain is still full of vitality.

"Later, my grandson didn't believe in the evil, so he also rushed into the mountain, but he never came back." The old man choked up as he spoke.

As soon as the children left, he was the only one left in the family. The old man felt unwilling, so he ignored the advice of the villagers and stubbornly entered the valley alone.

Unexpectedly, this stay turned out to be 20 years.

He didn't die, but he didn't find his family either, and he didn't even see a single shadow of the legendary 'spiritual creature'.

"I've been looking for it for 20 years, and in 20 years, I finally found signs of it." The old man sighed, "It's just that I can't get that thing."

Mo Chen understood that the old man probably wanted to obtain the spiritual object, and there was probably nothing he could do.

Sure enough, the old man held his hand and said, "Only at midnight, the sacred fruit will appear under the waterfall. Unfortunately, I can't get it alone. Now I can only ask you, can you help me, an old man, to finish it?" Last wish."

Mo Chen took a step back in surprise, a little suspicious of the old man.

The old man noticed this, and he said apologetically, "I know this makes you feel embarrassed, but this is the expectation of three generations of our family. My son and grandson both died on the way to find the holy fruit. I am really unwilling. "

Mo Chen's heart tightened, and he said cautiously, "Senior, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that I can't see it now, so how do I know what the holy fruit you mentioned looks like."

"You don't have to worry about this." The old man patted the back of his hand, "The holy fruit can only be seen by those who can't see it, but other people can only see the colorful rays of light, and can't find its specific place. If you , will be able to get the holy fruit."

……

The moonlight was dark, and the whole valley was eerily quiet. Mo Chen followed what the old man said, and walked towards the depths of the valley step by step.

The crow landed on his shoulder very quietly.Mo Chen pushed aside the branches of the tree in front of him, supported the tree, and listened vigilantly to the sounds around him.

"That kind of thing can only be seen by those who can't see it..." The old man's words were obviously contradictory. It's not that Mo Chen didn't have doubts in his heart, but he really couldn't think of any use value for him.

He didn't want to be suspicious, but there were many doubts in the old man's words, such as how he knew where the holy fruit was, why he was sure that he could get the holy fruit, and most importantly, how did he know how to get the holy fruit .

And the old man also said that how many people have lost their lives in the search for the holy fruit in the past few decades, but now the old man is living safely in this valley, which makes people have no choice but to doubt.

What is the origin of the holy fruit? Mo Chen rarely became curious. Recalling every bit of how he got along with the old man during this period, he felt that maybe the old man was just on the defensive, so he didn't tell him at the beginning?In other words, this period of time was a kind of test for him.

Mo Chen was very upset, but he still decided to take a look for himself. He was also more curious about what the holy fruit was?

……

The old man had taken him along this road.Mo Chen's memory is very good. After the old man discovered this, he took him around the neighborhood.

And this road has long been visualized in his mind. He remembers that there is a towering tree twenty steps away, and walking from that tree to the right is a downward path, passing 160 seven trees on the way. , the end point is a half-person-high stone, beside the stone is a river, and the downstream of the river is a lake. Walking upstream, you will see a waterfall, which leads to the outside world.

Mo Chen walked through the path, bypassing the boulder, and heard the sound of water rushing fiercely.

Arrived……

Mo Chen held the wooden stick and walked slowly.

"At midnight, the holy fruit will appear." The old man's voice seemed to be right next to his ears.

Mo Chen was puzzled, "Crow, what do you mean by what senior said? Is the holy fruit really so magical?"

The crow rubbed his cheek and called a few times.

Mo Chen couldn't understand, and became even more suspicious. The crow flapped its black wings, and a feather fell from the sky and gently landed on the ground.

midnight.

Mo Chen sat cross-legged, he was waiting.

He couldn't see it, but he could clearly hear the crisp sound of water droplets colliding with the water surface, the sound of wind rubbing against the grass in the distance, and the sound of tree branches swaying.

At this time, the multi-colored rays of light burst forth, but Mo Chen couldn't see them. In fact, his eyes were still pitch-black.

He began to doubt whether what the old man said was true or not.

Suddenly, he felt the breath of the wind and the fragrance brought by the wind, which was the natural taste of the valley.

Mo Chen pondered for a moment, and finally understood.

What you can't see is what you see.

That thing doesn't see with the eyes at all!

Mo Chen suddenly realized, he walked into the river, the river was very shallow, only reaching his knees.

He sat cross-legged in the river, and there were many sounds in his ears. Those sounds seemed to be the sound of wind, the sound of water, the whispering of animals, the singing of women, the cry of babies, and the shouts of men. The whisper of the old man...

Sensing a strange airflow enveloping him, Mo Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

He "saw" it!It wasn't the real image that reached the eyeballs, but a vague feeling, in the darkness, there was only a small dot of light flickering.

Mo Chen was overjoyed and walked forward. He tentatively stroked the little holy fruit.

Suddenly, he sensed several strange auras.

"Are you the grandfather who said Mr. Mo?" Suddenly, a young voice reached his ears.

Mo Chen looked warily at the source of the sound.

"Don't be nervous, we are not bad people...ah, no, it should be 'ghosts'..."

"Xiao Lei!" This time it was a slightly older voice, the voice was a bit harsh, Mo Chen frowned, he couldn't feel the breath of a living person here, what's going on.

"Mr. Mo, this kid is a bit naughty, I hope I didn't scare you." The man said politely, "Father asked you to come here."

Mo Chen understood this time, "Are you his son?"

The man knew that Mo Chen couldn't see, so he admitted it.

It turned out that the man was trapped in Wanqing Mountain at first, and couldn't find the way out, so he kept walking along the river. He walked for many days, and he didn't know until he saw his dead body by the river. already dead.

Since then, he has been wandering around this waterfall, and some new souls will appear here from time to time, but those souls greedily want to absorb the holy fruit, so their souls fly away and completely disappear in the Three Realms.

After an unknown amount of time, he met another young man, a young man who had died.

Mo Chen listened quietly to the man talking about their past. That young man should be his son.

The man was a little ashamed, "I didn't expect that Dad would come to this mountain, but I heard about the outside world. It's not bad for Dad to enjoy his old age here."

"Then... this holy fruit..."

"This holy fruit cannot be obtained by ordinary people. If you have evil thoughts in your heart, your soul will fly away before you get close to this place. As for us father and son, it may be because we did not return evil thoughts that we can preserve our souls."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, "Only those who have no distracting thoughts can find the real holy fruit. It seems that Mr. Mo really has no desire for this holy fruit as his father said."

Mo Chen felt a little distressed in his heart, no matter what, he still felt a little uncomfortable being taken advantage of.

"If this valley is supported by the holy fruit, then if I take the holy fruit, wouldn't it harm this Ten Thousand Green Mountains?"

"Mr. Mo, don't think so." The man said, "Father has no choice but to make such a choice this time. If you can take the holy fruit away, you will save this valley."

"What do you mean by that?" Mo Chen had a bad feeling when he heard this eyelid.

"This..." The man hesitated.

"Oh, Dad! Why do you still hesitate, forget it, let me say it!" The young man was a little impatient, "Someone trespassed on the periphery of Wanqing Mountain yesterday. Although they were blocked by the power of this mountain, those people It looks very powerful, I guess they should be able to break in soon."

"This morning, we also heard that they were going to burn this place and take away the spiritual things in the mountain. In short...it is better to be taken away by you than to be destroyed by those guys!"

The young man spoke out without restraint, but the man couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, so he could only sigh silently.

Mo Chen was taken aback, his hand holding the holy fruit trembled slightly.

The man said melancholy, "Mr. Mo, our father and son are just ordinary ghosts. The Three Realms are chaotic. Presumably the King of Hades has no time to take us away, so we can only guard here silently, but with the strength of the three of us, we can't protect it at all." Wanqing Mountain is the last pure land in this area, we entrust it to you because we believe that you are not a greedy and sinister person, and hope you can protect it well."

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Chen had no time to say anything, only hearing the deafening explosion sound from a distance.

The sky was full of flames, and the valley was flooded with fire.

Mo Chen stayed where he was in shock.

"Father!" The man's mournful voice lingered above the valley for a long time.

……

Mo Chen ran back, forgetting even the calls of the two ghosts behind him.

Overhead, a crow alerted him to keep him from crashing into a tree.

Mo Chen was anxious, he felt ashamed for doubting the old man before.

He knew that those people who broke into the valley were probably coming after him. The old man clearly knew this already, but he asked him to go deep into the valley to look for the holy fruit tonight.

He deliberately distracted him.

Thinking of this, Mo Chen became even more impatient.He ran very fast, and although there were crows reminding him above, he still fell a lot, and his clothes were scratched a few times by tree branches.

When Mo Chen finally arrived at the wooden house, he only had time to hear the old man's grunt.

"Old man, tell me, where are the demons and spirits?"

"I told you, I don't know where he is." The old man was dripping with cold sweat, moaning in pain.

"Hehehe, old man, don't play tricks on me." A hoarse voice sounded, "You still have seven fingers left here, if you don't say it obediently, I will cut them all off, ah, I forgot And ten toes."

Mo Chen was trembling all over. Although he couldn't see, he could smell the thick blood in the air.

He took a step forward angrily, but was grabbed by a cold hand.

The ghost looked at this scene with grief and indignation, but shook his head at Mo Chen.

"You demons, kill me if you can!" The old man cried out in pain.

"Tsk tsk, he said we are demons." Daoist smiled and said, "Old man, your eyes are broken, right? We are exorcising demons, and the 'person' you took in is the demon, and he is the king of demons. "

The old man was shocked.

The Daoist laughed loudly, "Devil King, are you here? Are you looking at it? This old thing is really pitiful, it can't even tell the difference between monsters, but people are old, and they must have problems with their eyes."

"Devil King, come out quickly! Otherwise, I will kill this old guy."

"Ah, old man, will the 'person' you said you protect come to rescue you?"

All the 'people' laughed, rampant in the firelight.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and rolled up a withered yellow leaf.

The young demon exterminator shivered. He scanned his surroundings vigilantly and said, "This mountain has a strange aura. I think we should make a quick decision."

"In my opinion, if the mountain is burned, the Demon King will come out on his own initiative."

"This mountain can actually block the erosion of demonic energy. It seems that there is a spiritual treasure in it. This time is really lucky. Not only can I kill the demon king, but also find such a good place, tsk tsk."

The old man looked at these ugly faces in horror. Under the firelight, their smiles seemed to be distorted.

"You... are the real devils..." the old man murmured silently.

"Hey? What did the old man say just now?"

"Hahahaha, he said we are devils, is it funny if you say so?"

"It's quite funny, but old man, how do you know...we are demons?" Yaodao stepped on his leg with a wicked smile, making a creaking sound.

Mo Chen gritted his teeth, grabbed his arm with both hands, and the ghost's voice faintly entered his ears.

"Don't be impulsive, Mr. Mo, father has already guessed the ending. What father really expects is that you can leave here safely with the holy fruit."

Mo Chen closed his eyes in pain, and the old man's painful scream pierced his heart like a sharp knife.

As long as he is in this world for a second, the demon killers will never stop chasing him.

"Grandpa told us about you, brother, grandpa said, you have no hope of living, right?" , and please work hard to live." Mo Chen was taken aback, he had indeed lost hope of living, because he didn't know what else he could do now.

He only heard the ghost whispering in his ear.

"Please, protect the holy fruit."

In the distance, the screams suddenly stopped.

"Damn it, the old man bit his tongue and killed himself."

"Tsk tsk, human beings are really fragile, this is unbearable."

"Forget it, let's hurry up and find the Demon King. There is something wrong with this valley."

The voice got farther and farther away, and the ghost said, "They have already gone deep into the valley. Now that there is no holy fruit, this place will be eroded soon. Mr. Mo, take this opportunity to leave here quickly."

"As for those guys, we won't let them go." The young man's voice was full of resentment and strangeness.

Hearing this, Mo Chen slowly knelt and sat beside the old man's body, numbly lowering his head.

"They are right. I am the king of all demons. I have eaten many people. Most of this disaster was also caused by me. Why do you believe me? Why?"

But he could not get the answer, because the old man was dead.

Mo Chen seemed to hear the voice of the demon way from a distance, he quickly stuffed the holy fruit into his arms, and hurriedly fled out of the valley.

The moment he escaped from the valley, he seemed to hear an old voice.

"My child, from today on, let yourself go and live hard." The old man's voice stopped.

Mo Chen bit his lip and wiped the wet corners of his eyes. Behind him, the valley was enveloped in flames. In the sky above, the crow looked down indifferently. His black feathers were dyed with sparks, flying in the air.

I saw that the entire valley suddenly seemed to come alive, like a huge beast, devouring all living beings.