Shanhaizhi

Following the trajectory of internal force fluctuations deliberately left by the crane, he chased him all the way up the mountain.I looked back and saw that it was noon, and several families had already opened their doors after hearing the movement, and soon noticed that the thatch on the roof of my adoptive mother's house was shaking.It seems that Tu Mo subconsciously thought that it was not good to argue in the village, so he moved the venue to an inaccessible mountain.

The scene where the two teenagers confront each other wonderfully coincides with the first meeting.

The Taoism of the soil mole should be more than one stage higher than that of the crane.Extracting one's own internal energy and redistributing it on the body surface to change the appearance and shape does consume internal energy, but even if the earth mole has always maintained a phantom state, judging from the inadvertently leaked internal energy—thin but fine Pure, but only half a year, with the strength of the soil mole, it is really not like this.There should be other reasons, Lian He also discovered during these two days of getting along, he has made himself very weak, and now he can't even control his own consciousness.

So the soil mole became a living target for the crane to test the results of last night's practice.

Twelve three-pointed darts flew in Crane's hands like flying flowers piercing through leaves, and the sharp black shadows swept across the soil mole's body, bringing up tiny bloody flowers from time to time.

There is no poison on the body of the dart.Crane did not kill.The offensive seems to be harsh, but in fact it is mostly offensive, blocking all possible offensive routes of the opponent.

And what about the soil mole?

In the fight, they have completely lost their tricks, and are just scrambling desperately according to the instinct of the beast.Those calm and warm light brown eyes were blood red at this time, full of tyrannical shadows, and did not respond to the name that the crane called.

With a roar, the earth mole showed its real body while its body changed: its mouth was full of huge teeth, its forehead had four corners, its body was covered with brown hair, and its feet had sharp claws.The majestic fluctuations of internal force were undisguisedly released and stirred up each other, and the gust of wind forced the crane to cover its front with both arms, forcing it back two steps, but out of the corner of its eye, it found me flapping my robe sleeves.After turning his head to confirm, his eyes suddenly lit up, with a hint of an inexplicable invitation to reward.

"Ah--haha, master! The earth mole--it really is a sheep!" While avoiding the earth mole's crushing claws, the crane struggled to blurt out a nonsense sentence, lifting its breath and lightening its body. , and nimbly jumped onto a side branch of a giant tree.

"He seems to have completely lost his consciousness. No wonder he has to remember what he did. What should we do now?" Seeing the soil mole in its original form roaring and turning around under the tree but unable to make a move, Crane It can't help showing a bit of cute pride. "It's a very familiar plot. I've read some novels about human beings, and I should be moved by emotion and reason at this time. After dozens of rounds of fighting back and crying, the other party finally regained consciousness and came to their senses. What..." He tilted his head to pretend to be distressed, and finally punched his right hand in the palm of his hand, and said with a sly smile, "These cranes don't seem to be good at it at all, so I still need the master to help. Uh...be careful!"

"Human...food——" The last half of the word was still wrapped in the ambiguous throat, and it was buried by a series of loud noises.Five or six giant trees hugged by several people were broken by the middle, and the strange sheep had been kicked ten feet away, rolling in the dust, spitting out a large pool of blood, broken branches and leaves and thick smoke flying around.

"What's the matter?" I retracted the feet of the hard-soled blue chi and black boots, and looked at the crane standing on the branch.

"It's okay." He said depressedly, "He said it to the mole who was trying to attack you, master. But it's obviously too late."

"Did you hear it?" "What happened?"... There were whispers of human voices that could not be heard if you didn't listen carefully.But Jingwei's hearing is different from ordinary people, so we not only heard it the first time, but also heard it quite clearly.

It suddenly occurred to me that a few hours ago some young people searched the mountains with spells.The strong obsession to find out the monster actually drives them to stay on the mountain and refuse to return to the village.

"It's a few young people from the village. Following the sound, they are coming in this direction. There is no need to create a barrier, just change places."

Recalling for a moment how humans failed to catch the lamb, I walked up to the soil mole, ignored his fierce resistance, and directly grabbed the exaggerated horn on the side of his forehead, and cast a wink at the crane. The afterimage of the road flashed by, and a piece of emerald green leaves floated down unsteadily, leaving only a mess on the spot.

Arriving at a safe and secluded place, I dropped the not-so-big, but heavy sheep on the ground as gently as possible.Tu Mo took a deep look at me with eyes full of resentment, covered his chest that was constricted by the kick, and spat out another puddle of blood.After a burst of changes, he turned back into the appearance of a human teenager.

"Ahem——" His chest and lungs throbbed, and he coughed up the last bit of blood. His calm eyes faced me, and he said coldly, "Thank you."

The crane looked at the soil mole with sympathy, as if you were kicked stupid.

Sitting cross-legged in meditation, he stabilized his mind and explained to the crane: "You don't know something. Just now my internal energy was messed up and disturbed my mind, so that I lost my altar. Jiang Bo's kick saw the flow of my internal energy. It cleared away the crux of the matter in one fell swoop, and only then did I regain control of my self-awareness, allowing me to talk to you clearly at this moment. It's just, "

He looked at me resentfully again, "If you use your palm, I think I will thank you more."

After finishing this long speech, he calmed down and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect my blood to be the same as human beings, it's a bright red warm liquid."

"This is the first time you have officially called me by my name." I sighed a bit, seeing him exuding a serene and sacred aura, who was covered in blood like a ghost, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, "Yes Is it the same color and taste as the old Pan you killed before?"

"I don't have any memories of that time. Really, I won't lie to you." Tu Mo hesitated, and continued, "I just remember that I took the dry food my mother prepared for me in the morning, and said goodbye..."

Tu Moe's face suddenly darkened, and his Adam's apple slipped with difficulty, "I remember Mother asking me why I smelled like blood... Where did I get hurt?"

"In retrospect, my mother broke her leg two days ago. I asked her... She told me that she was hungry at night and got up to find something to eat, but she rolled out of bed in a black light. I felt a little strange, so I asked again. But she doesn't want to talk about the details..." Seemingly caught in an embarrassing memory, his brows gradually showed pain, and he stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and grabbed my front, and said hysterically: "Just now! I just said to me Mother did it, right! I want to eat her! I actually want to eat my mother! I’m not human at all!"

"You are not human!" I said this fact with a sneer.

The ten fingertips of the soil mole still have the sharpness that frightens the human beings, such as the hook of the soul, mixed with the bewitching and dazzling red - I don't know if it is his blood, or the blood of the adoptive mother, or a combination of both?

He withdrew his hands in a daze, and pulled his hair instead, "Hehe, yes... I am a monster, I am a monster that eats people... How do I deserve to live with humans!" As if he couldn't bear the heavy pressure , he curled up and wailed in pain.

"That...what's going on?" Crane squatted down, put himself at the same height as the soil mole, and said in a soothing tone, "It can definitely be solved... Maybe the master can help you if you tell me."

I glanced at the crane with a headache.

Very doggy, Crane returned a flattering smile.

Tu Mo slowly raised his head, looking at me as if he couldn't regain his senses, but his eyes gradually filled with burning hope.

"Let's say it first, don't do things that are too costly! Don't do things that are too troublesome!" I said coldly.

He smiled miserably and told us about the past.

"I am a spirit that eats people. Human blood and flesh are the food I live on. I haunt the wilderness and towns alone, enjoying hunting and killing to my heart's content. I didn't think there was anything wrong with this kind of life before. Sometimes When I get excited, I will turn into a human and approach them, and then suddenly show my real body. Seeing some of them fleeing in a hurry, some pretending to be brave and begging for mercy, some of them knelt down and begged for mercy. I think human beings are so interesting. Of course, there are also those who are so scared that they can't control their bowels and bladders on the spot. The kind that makes me sick to my stomach and begs me to eat them, but I dismiss them. When my mother was collecting firewood on the mountain, I appeared in front of her in the current human form. She was very worried about how a child would walk alone on the barren hills and take me back to the village. I thought that there should be a large number of human beings in the village, which happened to be my stable food So I silently nodded and let her go. But slowly, everything was out of my control. You should have guessed what happened later, very strangely, I couldn’t give birth to their thoughts at all... No ! I can't speak at all..."

"Why can I only eat people! No matter how delicious other foods are, they are just garbage that tastes strange and can't be absorbed by me! I'm hungry! I want to eat people! I want to eat so much! But I thought I could hold on !did not expect!"

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists.The long, sharp nails pierced the palm, and the blood dripped down with a sweet smell, and he didn't seem to see it.

"Is that why the Lingtai fell. Human beings slaughtered pigs and ate chickens. I have never seen them feel grateful or repent for a second. In the end, it is all for survival. Because of feelings, then you plan to go hungry Kill yourself?!"

"No, I want to live." The soil mole raised his head abruptly, staring at me fixedly, his tone seemed to be taken for granted, "but I also want to live with human beings at the same time."

"Ha lives with the only food, not captive slaughter, but you and me? What a good joke!"

Tu Mo's eyes dimmed all of a sudden, and his whole body seemed to collapse, showing a gray defeat that one couldn't bear to look at carefully. "Is that really the case..." He suddenly smiled in a low voice, bitter and crazy.

"Open your mouth."

"What?" He was in a trance, his eyes were so dazed that he didn't focus at all.

I simply squatted down, stretched out my hand to pinch his chin, forced his mouth to open and pushed in a huge black pill.

"What is this?" Tu Mo frowned, looked at me with complicated eyes, but didn't spit out.

"It's a nostalgic and wonderful taste, isn't it?" I stood up straight, raised my eyebrows and said, "There is a bird named Yan, whose shape is like a crow, with a white head, green body, and yellow feet. If you are not hungry, you can have your own desires. I don’t bother to think of a name for the pills made of the flesh and blood of 鶌鶋 as the main ingredient. I didn’t expect that the stuff I made for fun at the beginning is still useful today.”

"Why do you have this thing?"

"When I passed by Macheng Mountain where the Ji people lived, they warmly invited me to do a small experiment. It was not very successful. I probably couldn't completely suppress your cannibalism. At your speed, it is not a problem to go back and forth for hundreds of miles a day. Go ahead. If you are still hungry, before you go crazy, find a reason to go far and attack people in other places!"

"A warm invitation... I can probably imagine what it would be like." Tu Mole swallowed the pill, looked at me darkly and calmly, and finally said after a long while: "I will."

"Very good!" I tossed a ceramic bottle to Tu Mo, "There are fifty grains in it, one grain a year, enough to last until your adoptive mother dies of old age."

I took out the golden scroll in my sleeve, and the magic power condensed on my fingertips and fell calmly:

There is a beast named Yan, whose shape is like a sheep and has four horns. It is called a mole, and it is a cannibal.

"Now, I think that the monster that killed Lao Pan can go and die." I shook the scroll, looked at the happy-looking but still pretending to be deep, and smiled ambiguously and evilly.

The author has something to say: Crane's black-bellied hidden attributes continue to be up...

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Readers who are following or fattening this article, I am very sorry to inform you that the author is a third party, and this semester is busier than last semester.In addition to completing the coursework (yes, after this semester, I have completed all the courses of the four years of university in advance :), the student work of the three organizations (although I have decided to leave all of them to the following ==), the daily Japanese course, SRTP completion, preparation for TOEIC, Japanese language level [-] must be passed, so I decided not to update it from today.

It's rare to explain so much... I will still visit Jinjiang from time to time, but this article will be updated after August 2014.Thank you for your previous support :)!

In fact, this article of just ten chapters is not even the beginning... What is internal force?What is a sorcerer? "I'm just a magician." (If you believe Jiang Bo's nonsense about magicians before, I can only say that you are too naive haha)

If I can't come back in August, I will broadcast the fake ending of God's Unfolding, and then I will find time to write again, and I will post it online after I write too much.It is bound to not be pitted!

For the record, the current collection is 42 people, looking forward to half of it left when I return.

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