Except my kindergarten is full of monsters

Everyone split up, and Rong Sui went back to the dormitory with Wen Tun in his arms.After being disturbed like this, everyone didn't eat dinner. Rong Sui settled Wen Tun, looked at the exceptionally well-behaved kids, and said, "I'll go and get you down."

After the red line drop, Rong Sui will definitely not touch the big table of meals. He found out the instant noodles that no one had eaten at home, boiled them in a pot, cut up dried meat and vegetables, and put them in. , the taste is not bad.

The cubs held a bowl of noodles each. The taste of the instant noodles soaked in boiling water was not very good, but the taste of the boiled instant noodles was unexpectedly good.The cubs who seldom eat instant noodles were very satisfied and snorted while holding their bowls.

Wen Tun smelled the fragrance, and his eyes were too greedy, but Rong Sui didn't serve him noodles, so he could only slobber and stare at the noodles in his bowl, tears bubbled in his aggrieved eyes.

Rong Sui was also eating noodles with a bowl in his hand. Seeing his pitiful appearance, he decided to give this greedy fat man a long memory. He put down the bowl and walked in front of Wen Tun, saying with a straight face: "Before it's over, You can't eat indiscriminately. Do you know what's wrong? Do you dare to steal food in the future?"

Wen Tun whimpered aggrievedly, buried his head in his paws, and said in a muffled voice that he knew and dared not.

Seeing him like this, Rong Sui immediately lost most of his anger. He came over with a bag of deworming medicine that looked like meringue sugar, and fed him two pills. Looking at his sluggish appearance, he still couldn't help but feel a little distressed. , rubbed his head and comforted: "It will be healed soon, and I will cook something delicious for you when the bugs in my stomach are gone."

Wen Tun rubbed against him with his wet nose, cherishing the sweet insecticide in his mouth, reluctant to swallow it.

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After Yin Zhuzhi left the kindergarten, he went to Zhongshan.

From ancient times to the present, there have been many speculations about the Candle Dragon and its residence. Some people say that the Candle Dragon lives in the extremely cold place of the North Pole, and holds the spirit of fire in its mouth to illuminate the northern land; Zhulong lives there; there is also a saying that Zhulong lives in Weiyu Mountain outside Yanmen Pass...

In short, there are various theories, and Zhong Shan is only one of them.But the world only knows one, but not the other.

The location of Candle Dragon's residence is not fixed.Even the names of mountains in various periods actually refer to a mountain.But Yin Zhuzhi is used to calling him Zhong Shan.

Zhongshan is not a naturally formed mountain, but the dragon scales that he shed in his early years were piled around the cave, and later buried by wind and sand, the towering mountain was formed over time.Therefore, Zhong Shan can move with his mind, and will not stay in one place.

But now, Zhong Shan is hidden in the Wulong Mountain Range.

The Wulong Mountains are in the province of H, northwest of the city of W. The mountains are continuous, like a crouching dragon.The government designated this area as the Wulongxia Nature Reserve. In recent years, the tourism industry has developed very prosperously, and they have even been there twice.

Yin Zhuzhi fell in the mountains, staring down at the lake in front of him,

There is silence in the deep mountains, only the sound of the waterfalls on the surrounding mountains. The henggong fish in the lake sensed the familiar dangerous atmosphere. The huge fish tail cut through the lake surface, splashing panicked water, and scattered to the depths of the lake to escape.

Yin Zhuzhi frowned slightly, and it took a while for him to change into his original shape, and plunged into the lake suddenly.

Most of the Hengmao had fled away, and some of them were running slowly. When they sensed that the black dragon had entered the water, they swung their tails even more desperately, stirring up undercurrents under the lake.Yin Zhuzhi's goal today was not with them, he swung the dragon's tail and swam straight to the depths.

The lake looked crystal clear from above, but in fact it was extremely deep. Yin Zhuzhi kept going downstream, passing through countless caves and reefs, and the water flow around him changed from gentle to turbulent.

No living creatures could be seen in the dark water, and the turbulent water was swirling, and anyone who was not careful would be drawn into it.

Yin Zhuzhi nimbly avoided the undercurrent and swam towards the direction in his memory.It was pitch black under the water, as if even time had stood still, and he didn't know how long he had been in the water. After passing through a stone gate, there was a faint light in the distance.

The surrounding undercurrents became more and more dense, Yin Zhuzhi stared at the beam of light, swung the dragon's tail, his figure skyrocketed, ignoring the pull of the undercurrents, and swam towards the light...

Jumping out of the water suddenly, the huge black dragon let out a shocking dragon chant, and the deep and majestic dragon chant echoed between the sky and the earth, and it took a long time to dissipate.

Yin Zhuzhi's long robe has black hair.Standing on the shore staring at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery.

If Rong Sui was here, his eyes would have widened in surprise. This place no longer belongs to the present world.

The Cangshan Mountain is at dusk, the dead trees reach the sky, and the world is full of ignorance, only the evil wind is still roaring with flying sand and rocks.

The black hair was blown up by the wind, Yin Zhuzhi stopped in place for a moment, then slowly lifted his foot and set foot on this familiar land.

Zhongshan occupies an indeterminate amount of land. If ordinary people stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, they can't see the end at a glance. Yin Zhuzhi just walked up it step by step.Except for the sound of the wind, there was no breath of life around.The scenery along the way decayed, and the original lush trees were only left with withered branches.

As he walked up to the top of the mountain step by step, Yin Zhuzhi's expression remained motionless, but his fingers were unconsciously clenched.

On the top of Zhongshan Mountain, a huge ancient tree almost goes straight to the sky. The raised roots spread in all directions. The thick tree is not like an ordinary tree, but shaped like a giant cow. A spiral staircase leads to the sky.

Yin Zhuzhi stood under the tree, there was no shadow and no sound under the tree, as if the roaring wind and sand were isolated, he raised his hand to touch the rough bark, and whispered: "I'm back."

There was no sound under the tree, and no one answered.

Yin Zhuzhi paused for a moment, looked around, withdrew his hand and walked slowly to the cave where he used to live.

Zhongshan has long been dead, and Kangmu will naturally not grow again, but there are still Kangmu fruits left in the cave, and Qingshan can find a way to plant one if they bring it back.

The cave of the god of Zhongshan is on the highest mountain peak. The mountain peak is shaped like a roaring dragon's head with an angry dragon's mouth, and the cave where he lives is in the dragon's mouth.Therefore, the creatures in the mountain jokingly called it Longshou Peak.

Ever since the ancient gods responded to calamities one after another, he retired to Zhongshan, lived in Longshou Peak, devoted himself to cultivation, and was never seen again.After so many years, the ancient gods fell one after another, and new gods and great monsters continued to emerge on the earth. An ancient existence like him has gradually become a legend.

Because he lived in Zhongshan for a long time, the creatures on Zhongshan were infused with dragon energy and became more and more vigorous. Many monster races were attracted and gradually lived and practiced in the mountain. The originally quiet Zhongshan gradually became lively.The monsters who lived there practiced and played around every day, and they didn't compete with the world. He couldn't show up, but just watched their excitement from the top of the mountain, which relieved a lot of loneliness.

But such a peaceful day was interrupted by the monster clan's war.

Countless monster races were involved, and even human races were not spared. He couldn't remember how long the war lasted. He just remembered that from the top of Longshou Peak, countless monster races fell every day, blood spread on the ground, murderous boiling.

Recalling the tragic past, Yin Zhuzhi sighed and walked slowly into the cave.

His cave was empty, except for a large polished rock in the middle, which was where he usually rested and recuperated.Turn around and walk to a small stone room on the right, the formation at the door has not yet expired, Yin Zhuzhi lifted the formation and stepped into it.

The stone room is not big, and rows of grids have been chiseled on the surrounding walls, and there are many bowls and dishes of different shapes and beautiful rattan gadgets on the grids.

Yin Zhuzhi looked at these gadgets, his tense eyebrows and eyes softened, his fingers lightly brushed the dusty utensils, and he remembered the appearance of the young man carrying the offerings up the mountain with a bamboo basket.

Zhulong hadn't appeared for a long time, and everyone thought that he, like the ancient gods, had long since fallen, and his existence had become a legend. Although Zhongshan was still said to be his residence, it was already an unclaimed land.But only the young man still remembers that he is the master here, and he will bring offerings up the mountain every once in a while.Yin Zhuzhi caressed these age-old gadgets with a gentle expression, and it seemed that the young man's chattering voice sounded in his ears.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Yin Zhuzhi found a lot of Kangmu fruits in a small basket inside.The outer shell of Kangmu fruit is red and the skin is very hard. Even after so many years, the fruit inside is still well preserved.

Yin Zhuzhi put away Kang Muguo, and the young man's rambling words sounded in his ears again.

"This is the kangmu fruit picked by Wen Tun. Although it tasted a bit bitter at first, it tastes sweet after the bitterness. It is fragrant and refreshing, and the taste is very unique. I specially brought a basket for Shenjun to taste."

The young man put a basket of kangaroos at the entrance of the cave, and left in a hurry.Yin Zhuzhi hesitated for a long time, but still accepted the basket of fruits.When the young man comes back next time and sees that the offerings at the entrance of the cave are gone, he will happily talk a lot... This is the case every time.

Yin Zhuzhi suppressed the corners of his mouth, turned around and left the stone room, set up the formation again, and then went down Longshou Peak.

When going down the mountain, he passed the old tree again, and Yin Zhuzhi's mood has calmed down a lot. He stood under the big tree, looked at the branches leading to the sky, felt the shadowless silence, and thought to himself, was he also lonely before? , That's why I liked the excitement so much later.

But everything has dissipated in time, and the person he wanted to ask would not answer him again. He walked around the huge ancient tree and raised his feet to go down the mountain.He had just taken two steps, protruding through the gaps in the tree roots on the ground, but a small touch of green suddenly caught his attention.

Yin Zhuzhi turned back and stared at the small green seedling in disbelief, with ecstasy gradually spreading in his eyes.

Looking up at the dark sky, Yin Zhuzhi muttered to himself, "Heavenly Dao also has a chance..."

He carefully took out the seedlings and the surrounding soil, and put them in his sleeves carefully.Quickly down the mountain.

The author has something to say: Yin Zhuzhi: Does he bring me food every day, is he interested in me?

Huo Jing: That's right!