The mountain ghost blows out the lights

Zhao Xu's consciousness was in a trance.

Leaving aside the loss of life and blood, Tunan's hand on his neck alone was enough to put his life in danger. The body of a mortal is so fragile.

He thought to himself in a daze: Am I going to die soon?

I thought again: "This guy says he is a god...God wants to kill me?"

After all, living in such an environment, he was surrounded by a group of fanatical believers since he was a child. No matter how rebellious he was, Zhao Xu secretly guessed that'there is no such a number one god at all'.

He never thought that the gods believed by those lunatics not only existed, but even appeared directly in front of him, and even bit him hard on the neck.

Do gods eat people?

I don't know, he has only seen such a person who claims to be a god.

Maybe it's because the gods that the lunatics believe in are also lunatics?

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't mind my own business.

The young man's thinking gradually broke into incoherent fragments, and all kinds of messy thoughts came in one after another, and then slipped away from his mind like water.He didn't know that this was the common manifestation of suffocation and loss of vitality. At first, he struggled with some strength, but now he was gradually unable to move, his limbs were hanging down limply, and it seemed that he was going to die.

At this moment, there was a sound of wind not far away.

It seemed to be the sound of the wind, and it was stronger than the sound of the wind. The sound grew from small to loud, and came with a strange fragrance, wrapping Zhao Xu and Tu Nan who were close to each other.

Zhao Xu didn't hear it. He was being pinched by someone's throat. He was almost overwhelmed. He could only think wildly. After being on the verge of death for a long time, he found that not only did he not die completely, but even his neck The strength of the upper hand was relaxed, and the guy who claimed to be an immortal behind him stopped his movements for some reason, and only held him loosely, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, a warm hand grabbed his arm and gently pulled him aside.

Leaving Tunan, Zhao Xu breathed desperately subconsciously. The fresh air was poured into the young man's trachea, choking him to cough violently. For a while, he only felt a burning pain in his back. Realized: Huh?I don't seem to be dead.

His eyes were filled with the tears he coughed up just now, blurring his vision. After finally blinking those tears away, Zhao Xu didn't even care about the pain in his neck and back. He covered the bleeding wound on his body and turned around to go. Look at Tunan.

Tunan stood on the spot, his eyes half-opened, his hands still stretched out in front of him, his head slightly lowered, and his posture didn't seem to change.

A bit of blood that he didn't lick off in time hung on his lips, his skin was already pale, so looking at it like this, how could he look like a fairy?

It's just a deadly ghost.

Tu Nan ran away in a hurry, and his movements were extremely fast. Although the real blood sucking time was not long, Zhao Xu had already been sucked out of most of his life force, and he couldn't stand still. Holding on to it, he helped him to sit under the tree.

"He...cough cough, this is..." Zhao Xu was young after all, and he still didn't forget to probe his head to inquire about the situation. Although his throat was sore, he insisted on finishing the sentence, "What's wrong?"

"Chunqiu." Shen Lianxing admired the kid a little, so he briefly explained it to him, "To be straightforward...it's a drug in the popular sense."

There are only three incense sticks made from nightmare-eating tapirs in this world. One is used to make the Jinghuo on the snow mountain fall into a dream, and the other was ignited by Yan Jinping directly on the palm of his hand just now, and sent to the enchanted picture. South.

Originally, it should have been done more carefully, at least put an incense burner, but it is really urgent, so I don't care so much, as long as it is useful.

After all, Tunan is short-sighted. He has never seen such a thing in this world. If he doesn't pay attention, he will be tricked.

Zhao Xu looked at Tunan, then at Shen Lianxing, and asked hesitantly, "Is he—is he really a god?"

Shen Lianxing nodded.

"It was," he said, "but it was a mistake and it won't happen again."

Taking advantage of Tunan's lack of response, Yan Jinping finally completed the interrupted action.

He stabbed in from the back of Tunan who was standing still, and picked out a shimmering thing from Tunan's body as he had predicted to Tunan just now.Immediately afterwards, flames ignited out of thin air on the blade of the broken water, and burned all the way along the tip of the knife, wrapping Tunan's entire body inside.

All of Tunan's vitality depends on this spiritual vein, and his consciousness is only attached to the spiritual vein. Everything else is an illusion. Only this is Tunan's body.

With the loss of his spiritual veins, he also... ceased to exist.

The fire burned, and Tunan's human figure was almost entirely made of clay. Once the fire burned, it lost its shape, collapsed loosely, and shattered into a pool of large and small pieces.

Only his head remained in its original state for some reason. Even after being roasted by the fire, it didn't change much. As the body collapsed and fell to the ground, his eyes were still open, but he lost his spirit. It is also hard, like an exquisitely crafted stone sculpture.

As for what did Tunan dream of after being bewitched by "Spring and Autumn"?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Tu Nanshan's new mountain god finally ended his short term and rolled back to where he should be.

It came with great momentum and left quietly.

Yan Jinping carried the spiritual vein like a hemp rope, walked up to Zhao Xu and Shen Lianxing, lowered his head and asked Zhao Xu, "How do you feel?"

Zhao Xu lifted his eyelids weakly to glance at him, and said with a wry smile, "I...cough cough, am I going to die?"

"Not yet." Yan Jinping said mercilessly, "But soon."

Tunan absorbed most of the child's life force, and his injuries didn't look serious, but even if the wounds on his body healed, he wouldn't live until the end of his life.

Zhao Xu's voice became weaker and weaker when he was ignorant of these things: "Just now..."

He wanted to apologize, he wanted to do good deeds so recklessly, but in the end he caused trouble and had to ask others to save him.

"I don't blame you." Yan Jinping interrupted him, "You didn't do anything wrong."

Although judging from the results, Zhao Xu caused a little trouble for Yan Jinping and himself, but in the final analysis, it was the first time he met Yan Jinping and Shen Lianxing today, so there was no reason to immediately believe that they were good people.

From his own point of view, what Zhao Xu did just now could even be called brave.

"..."

The boy paused for a moment, forced a pale smile, and said with affirmation: "It seems that I am really dying."

Otherwise, if I broke such a big deal, it would be fine if these two people didn't beat me up, so why bother to comfort me?

Zhao Xu never really thought that he would die, but now he was terribly afraid. Thinking that he still hadn't been able to get out of this ghost place, he couldn't help but feel sad. He raised the corner of his mouth and still couldn't let it go, and the two lines of tears couldn't help but 'swish' As soon as it flowed down, the expression of the whole person was crying and laughing, which looked a little funny.

Boys at this age want face the most. Even if it is such a big matter as life and death, Zhao Xu wants to try his best to put on an attitude of ignoring it.He thought it was inappropriate for a man to cry, so he hurriedly wiped away his tears, pretended nothing happened, raised his face, and asked in a low voice, "Well, how long can I live?"

Fortunately, Tunan had choked his voice just now, and he couldn't distinguish the vibrato in his words just by listening to it like this.

"It's hard to say." Yan Jinping squatted down next to him, looked carefully at Zhao Xu's complexion for a while, and speculated, "About a few months, or a year if he cultivates well."

His expression was very serious, and he didn't look like he was lying.

Zhao Xu: "..."

He knew that Yan Jinping had no reason to lie to him, but it was one thing for him to know that he was going to die, but another thing for others to tell him with certainty.

The little boy had a sore nose and wanted to cry again.

The left and right are also dead, he is determined to be a sensible ghost even if he dies, he managed to control his emotions, and asked again: "That... fairy just now, is he... our mountain god?"

That vicious, gnawing guy is the mountain god who is in charge of the entire Tunan Mountain and tossed Tunan City into what it is now?

Shen Lianxing had told Zhao Xu that this man was indeed a god, but Zhao Xu couldn't believe it. The whole city had worshiped... this kind of thing for so many years.

It's just the funniest thing in the world.

He looked at Tunan's head that had rolled on the ground, and then looked back at the face of the god statue in the shrine. While feeling that the two people were not alike at all, he still couldn't help knowing that this might be the case.

"If you mean the current God of Mount Tunan, it is indeed him." Yan Jinping said, "His name is Tunan, and he joined Ren about 17 years ago. Remember what he looked like."

"He is the mountain god." He repeated again, "It's your...that belief."

Hearing this, Zhao Xu let out a hoarse and meaningless howl, between the doubt of'how could this be' and the sadness of'I knew it', but the voice was very soft.

He leaned against the tree behind him, and finally couldn't control his emotions. While wiping his tears, he thought to himself: Oh, forget it.

How did this become like this?Could it be that his life for so many years, everything he has experienced, everything that has troubled him, is just—— such a joke?

Tunan City, Mountain God, Faith, Hall of Worship.

Zhao Xu grinned, and cursed them all one by one in his heart, crying like hell, and then thought: Fuck the manliness, I'm going to die, why cry twice for myself?I die and I feel sad, no shame!

He himself didn't know whether he was crying for Tunan City or for his short life. In short, all kinds of emotions that were too complicated for a child were all entangled and turned into tears, pouring out continuously. People feel distressed.

How did it become like this?have no idea.

Who is to blame for this?do not know either.

It seemed that Zhao Xu couldn't do anything other than weep like rain in an unseemly way.

……

Shen Lianxing and Yan Jinping waited quietly by the side.

When Zhao Xu was almost crying, he looked up and saw that the two of them hadn't left yet. Even though he had just decided not to care about these crap things, he still couldn't hold back the redness of his ears, and asked whimperingly, "You, what do you see me doing?" ?”

Boss Yan had just finished with something on his mind, and he looked quite relaxed. Seeing that Zhao Xu had finished venting, he patted him on the shoulder and asked him, "Have you cried enough?"

Zhao Xu glared at him.

I am a person who is about to die, and I am still watching the fun here, do these two people still have a conscience?

"When you've cried enough, lean forward." Yan Jinping pushed him forward, "Lie down."

Zhao Xu was caught off guard, and his body was weak, so he pressed him to lie on his lap, and said in surprise, "What——cough cough cough cough!"

He choked with fright, and let out an earth-shattering coughing sound.

Shen Lianxing: "You want to..."

In the other hand, Yan Jinping was still holding the spirit vein that was pulled out from Tunan's body—if he let go of it like this and let it fall to the ground, it would be returned to Tunan Mountain and re-extended into an endless, Spirit veins full of vitality.

The spirit veins were unconscious, quietly emitting bright light, a thin strip, when it touched the young man's back, it automatically dispersed into light spots and melted into it.

Zhao Xu's back was just covered with viscous liquid dripping from Tu Nan's body. It was colorless but corrosive. It burned a large area of ​​the boy's back clothes and his skin was also burnt red. That's why he feels pain all the time.

As the spirit veins dissipated little by little, the pain gradually became milder.The wounds on his back and neck began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his complexion became rosy, as if...

It was as if the absorbed life force returned to his body.

Zhao Xu was still coughing and struggling just now, but now he was stunned. He reached out to touch his back, and then touched the neck that should have been torn off by Tunan: "I, what's wrong with me?"

"Take the present." Yan Jinping replied softly.

"That's what Tunan owes you."

The author says:

Xiao Zhao fell into a serious existential crisis and almost doubted life hhhhh.

It is expected that there are two more chapters to end, and the rest are extras.