Shanhaizhi

In the middle of the night, quiet.The faint chirping of insects seemed to be drowned in the thick night.

A dark figure staggered towards the door.Through the sparse chai gate gaps, you can see the stars spread out, and the courtyard is indistinct.A hand with sharp nails gently knocked off the hasp of the door.The black shadow is bathed in the twinkling starlight, it's not a mole.

He smiled, and the corners of his mouth were bent into a strange arc, so the two huge front teeth in the center were bare|exposed, like wide and short shells.The usual light brown eyes seem to be infected by the night, turning into a very dark tone, but they are faintly radiant.He rushed out of the house with quick steps, which is impossible for human beings to have footwork.

A ray of black light passed by, submerged into the path he was walking on, and merged with the darkness without a single sound.

The earth mole stopped.

A soft voice sounded: "Where are you going?"

The soil mole shook his slightly pointed ears, frowned and looked at the source of the sound, his eyes slowly regained clarity and peace, "It's you, Crane."

The goose-yellow boy squatted on the roof, pushed his body over the eaves, and said to the mole with a smile, his voice was as smooth as silk, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I...I" was originally a disdainful attitude, but I was stunned for a moment when I spoke, "Where am I going..." He suddenly looked at He with sharp eyes, "Are you trying to do something there again?" What! Going to attack the villagers in the middle of the night!"

"Huh?" He tilted his head with a surprised expression, and after a while he said with a smile: "I just seemed to hear the sound of a sneaky mouse, so I just came to take a look. I didn't expect that mouse to be quite fierce." .”

"You!" Tu Mo wanted to say something, but he also felt that in such a quiet night, the two of them were arguing like irritable teenagers, which was really embarrassing - although from the outside, He was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old human boy, The soil mole is not much bigger than him.

He pursed his lips, but he left the crane behind, went back, and locked the door behind him with a click.

……

"Hey, I'm still outside." He said helplessly.

"What's the difference between up and down the roof?" A lazy voice drifted through the night, "You said something wrong."

Crane withdrew his arms half lying on the eaves, turned his head and looked behind curiously.

A human figure slowly appeared in the night, lying leisurely on the ridge of the roof.The arms are crossed behind the head, one leg is propped high and unruly on the other leg, and the long hem of the clothes is scattered along the roof. It is a purer black than the night, and only the corners are reflected by the starlight. Complicated patterns with slight awns.

"It's just a sheep."

"Master, do you mean that the real body of the soil mole is like a sheep?" After a moment of reaction, the crane immediately understood, propped up on the roof and changed its posture, facing me with its hands on its cheeks, its bright eyes were full of curiosity, "Hey, a sheep with sharp claws...the other party must be very strong. And he obviously wanted to hide his aura of elves, but for some reason, I noticed a trace or two inadvertently leaked out when we first met. He What exactly does it look like?"

"His condition is becoming more and more unstable...you will know when the time comes." His eyes pointed, the wind pressure suddenly changed, and the three-pointed dart thrown by the crane floated in front of the crane. "Can't you control it well now? If you can't pour your inner power into complete control, the weapon will always be a weapon, and it will never be possible to make your arm a part of yourself and exert its greatest effect. "

"But it's very difficult. Just to mobilize the fluctuations of the internal force attached to the crow's cone, you have to achieve a very concentrated level of mental power."

"It's only to this extent, don't sleep tonight, let's practice overnight."

"Ah? Uh..." He put down his hand resting on his chin and scratched his head.

I simply closed my eyes.

"Yes, master." He replied weakly with a bitter face, stood up, rustled, and there was the sound of taking out a three-pointed dart honestly.

After a long while, there was a light and raving voice:

"I'll accompany you."

Seems like nothing, as if melting into the boundless night.

Crane's footsteps stopped for a while.Then continue.

Then, the tinkling sound continued to sound.

Did the pomelo tree in the courtyard suffer...

Spirits don't actually need much sleep.Most of the time, the so-called sleep is nothing more than closing the eyes and adjusting one's own internal energy, so as to keep the body still to the greatest extent so as to be in the most harmonious state with the heaven and earth.

The spirits and monsters in the Mountain Sea Continent mostly imitate the three meals and nights of human beings.

Humans...what the hell are they?

After walking in the mountains and seas for thousands of years, I think I should know, but unfortunately, I don't know.

Not sure about humans.Not sure if I know humans.

"Jiangbo." A young man looked at me sadly in a trance, his pupils were pure silver-gray, it seemed as if one could be addicted to them after a long time.

Why does he look so sad?

who is he?

I slowly opened my eyes.

The crane kept throwing and taking back twelve black cones not far away.

The sky is vast, and the stars twinkle like fragments of countless gems.

Maybe the boy who pretended to be a human and lived with him for half a year knows better than me.

I laughed at myself.

"It's so ugly to laugh." The voice of the soil mole came from beside him.

I didn't turn an eye, and the crane ignored him.

After a moment of silence, Tu Mo whispered, "I'm here to monitor you. Cranes are monsters."

"I know."

"Then you're still with him? Aren't you afraid?" Surprise amplified his voice a lot. He realized his gaffe, lowered his voice and said subtly, "My adoptive mother has never given birth. When I exchanged oil and salt with the city, I never came back."

Seeing that I didn't speak, he sat down, and the thatched roof made a crackling sound. "You can imagine how much my adoptive mother knelt down and thanked God for her gift when I came to this village thinking about my child. I really... want to be her child... as a human being."

"I also met that woman when I passed by here. How stupid is that woman, why did she smile so kindly at a child I met on the barren hill? It's so stupid, the whole village accepted it so easily I appeared out of nowhere, and they all treated me so well... so good that I couldn't leave this place..."

"I'm afraid, I will harm them..."

Through half-closed eyelids, I looked at the mole next to me, "Your expression is so ugly that you don't even want to look at it...why?"

"You actually know ghosts. Most people would call people who are not of the same race monsters." Tujia smiled at me dimly, "It's better for humans not to know. Although you are a very special human being, I really don't like you. ah!"

After speaking, he looked at the crane not far away that was still crushing the pomelo leaf stalk, and jumped off the roof neatly. "You don't seem to mind sleeping outside for a night." He stopped and didn't look back. He tilted his head slightly and bent his mouth, "I said so much before I knew it. Thank you for listening, it feels so good to say it. I also have the confidence that humans and demons can live in harmony forever." With a sense of relief and a trace of sincerity, he really went back this time.

I seem to have forgotten to mention that I am not human?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Unfortunately--

Do you want to continue monitoring...

Who is spying on whom, you idiot.

Dawn awakens the sleeping mountain village.People spontaneously changed into white clothes, and it was the whole village's funeral.Influenced by the calm aura of the old man yesterday, the funeral went on in an unusually quiet and orderly manner.The naughtiest child has no mischief, the most passionate warrior has no impulsiveness, and the weakest woman no longer cries.It's just that Aunt Hu's expression is so empty that people can't bear to look directly at it, and Tu Mo is also a little abnormal in silence-in front of the villagers, he has always been hearty and gentle.

"My lord, what can we do?"

Five or six young people gathered together holding sickles and axes and other weapons, and motioned for me to move and speak, but they made the above request.

In fact, the matter is quite clear, the only trouble is that the person concerned is completely unclear.

Looking at the simple and eager faces in front of me.Although they are afraid of the unknown and more likely to do useless work, their determination to defend their homeland and avenge the dead made them stand up bravely.They needed to do something to vent their rage without jumping straight into action.They are good men.I disdain, but I can't hate it.

"The size of the beast is not conducive to hiding in the village. Go to the mountains and search for caves or something. Make a mark and report to me. Be careful and don't be reckless." I took out a few spells folded into triangles, " This is a talisman dyed with the sap of the laurel wood, which has a certain self-defense effect. Go."

I glanced at the mole in the crowd, "I'm watching in the village, so don't worry."

The young people solemnly accepted the talisman, bowed deeply and saluted, bypassed the crowd in plain clothes, and left quietly.

There is Muyan, whose shape is like a begonia, and the round leaves are red and solid, and the reality is as big as a papaya. It is called 櫰木, and it eats a lot.

There is no need for them to actually face the monsters.

The talisman of 櫰, just wearing it, can also make people generate endless strength.Field farming is exactly what is needed.

The charm vibrated slightly in the wide sleeve.It's a parrot.

The white talisman in the sleeve fluttered out and turned into a small cluster of burning flames. A brightly colored bird appeared and flew around me happily twice before finally landing on my outstretched index finger. , but a deep and boundless human voice came out: "A new metaphor of heaven has been born. The real dragon hovers, the thick soil is approaching, and the man of God's will will appear in the vast China. Jiang Bo, I want you to go to China immediately and record this An important moment to change the fate of the mountain and sea world."

Even though I knew that the parrot was just passing on a message, it was impossible for the master to hear it, I bowed my head respectfully, "I understand."

The parrot playfully flicked its small ruby-like toes, and then pecked my finger affectionately, and then his cheerful voice sounded: "Master——"

...has been withdrawn into the spell.

"Master." He heard the sound and walked over lightly, with a thoughtful face, "The man of God's will... Tian Yu and Venerable Po Yuan are actually called like this..."

Holding this thin charm between two fingers, I put it to my lips and said with a smile: "It seems that the Huaxia Kingdom really has a value worth looking forward to." There was a long-lost joy in the suppressed laughter.

"Hurry up, Tujia, don't make me wait too long."

The author has something to say: There is a bird called a parrot, which looks like an owl, with blue feathers and a red beak, and can speak with a human tongue.