The Rebirth of Xue Yang, the Patriarch of Demon Dao—Original Author: Moxiang Tongxiu

What is the Grave of Fireflies?

Xiao Xingchen vaguely felt that the answer was close at hand, right on his lips, but he couldn't think of it because he lacked the strength to pierce the window paper.

It's like a Cuju player who loses strength on his foot suddenly when he kicks the goal and cannot move. He can only look at the goal and sigh.

Maybe it was out of his mind, he didn't pay attention to the severed arm on the ground for a while, the firefly that got inside had already taken advantage of it and flew to the back of his neck, and stopped on the back of his clothes, flashing, flashing, suddenly Bright and dark, he may attack him at any time.

Song Zichen glanced at it, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat: "Xingchen, don't move!" Then he pointed to Xingchen's back, and Xingchen realized the strangeness, and quickly stopped the movements of his hands, not even breathing. Dare to use too much force, for fear of disturbing the Liu Ying at the back of the neck, causing him to burrow into the flesh.

You must know that the most protruding position on the back of this man's neck is the Dazhui point. This point connects the brain at the top, and connects all the limbs at the bottom. It is a very important point on the Governor Vessel. Yang Qi in his body, if this Liuying penetrates into this acupuncture point and goes up the spine to the brain, no matter how deep he goes, he will probably be finished.

Song Zichen blocked Liu Ying from attacking from outside, while slowly backing up to Xiao Xingchen, trying to knock Liu Ying down by surprise, but Liu Ying still sensed the change in the surrounding air flow, and suddenly a red light came out from its tail. Warning, Xiao Wei closed his wings, tightened his body, and became the size of a pointed rice grain. He was about to break through his skin, and the wind could not save him. Suddenly, the severed arm on the ground bounced up. , the lightning was too fast to cover the ears and the bells were jingling, and the five fingers pinched the Liuying like leaves flying flowers, and then fell to the ground, struggled on the ground twice and then remained still, the Liuying's body was crushed by the broken arm, A lot of fluorescent juice burst out.

Xiao Xingchen and Song Zichen looked at each other, how could this severed arm suddenly explode, this has to make people think of the ghost hand in Mojiazhuang many years ago, could it be that the bodies of Yinhufu and Nie Mingjue were stolen here?

However, the origin of this severed arm is clear, it is clearly the arm of the little Taoist priest who was cut off by him, it cannot be Nie Mingjue's ghostly hand.

"Why did the broken arm suddenly save me? Could it be that the broken arm fought back against the fireflies because it didn't want to be eaten up by the fireflies? Yes, at least it takes dozens of years to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. Yes, it seems that this arm has been manipulated." Xiao Xingchen thought to himself, he knew in his heart that manipulating this dead body and broken arm is a tricky practice. What people of Tao are good at.

"Alas?"

Song Zichen suddenly let out a voice of surprise, pointed to the vicinity of the broken arm and said, "Xingchen, look, what is this?"

Xiao Xingchen looked towards where he was pointing, and saw the fluorescent light near the severed arm, with a few words written on it, as if the arm was dipped in the fluid of the firefly, and wrote a few words: "Dayimah."

Xiao Xingchen was even more certain that this severed arm was manipulated by someone else to save his life, otherwise how could he write.

Xiao Xingchen bowed to the open space, and said loudly: "I don't know which expert came to the rescue, please show up." There was no response.

He asked three times, but no one answered. It seems that this person is unwilling to show up, and he can't force it. He thought to himself: "Maybe it's Xian'er, he is the best at manipulating corpses, and Xian'er is a A naughty person is not someone who can't do such a thing, in short, whether it is Xian'er or not, since this person has the intention of helping, he is not an enemy, let's leave him alone for the time being."

Song Zichen read silently: "Dayi Maha...how come I seem to have heard it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

Xiao Xingchen replied: "You forgot, a long time ago, you and I lived for a year in the bitter cold of the extreme north, on the side of Wanda Mountain. When you and I were there, we didn't eat less of them. "

Song Zichen said: "Oh, I remembered, Dayi Maha, salmon."

Xiao Xingchen nodded and said, "The fish of hometown love."

It turned out that many years ago, in order to enhance the power of the two swords of Shuanghua and Fuxue, Song Xiao needed to find a place of ice and snow to nourish their sword energy, so the two of them headed north all the way. , on the remaining veins of Wanda Mountain, close to a tribe of the Hezhen tribe, lived down.

The two of them lived in the silver-clad world for about a year and a half. In the end, the two of them finally lived up to the hardships of traveling through mountains and rivers. From the silver world, they realized a set of swords that complement each other The advanced swordsmanship are "Ao Shuang Fighting Snow", "Ice Melting Snow", "Bai Xue Nan", "Wind Flower Snow Night", "Feihong Blood Claw", "Bai Xue Yang Chun".

During the year they lived there, when they were thirsty, they melted the snow from the mountains to drink. When they were hungry, they used local materials. The most ate was the salmon that was abundant in the Ussuri River. .

Because there are many Hezhen people who believe in shamanism living there, this salmon has another name in Manchu, called "Dayimah", which translates to "a large group of fish has returned".

The reason for this name is that although this fish was born in the river of Wusuli, it went down the river, grew in the sea, and finally returned to the river of its hometown to die. It is a fish of hometown love.

This kind of fish has two long voyages in its life, one is to go to the sea, and the other is to go upstream, return to the snowy mountains and rivers, and die in the river of its hometown.

On their way home, the mountains are high and the water is far away, either through rapids, waterfalls, or shallow canyons. They also face many natural enemies along the way, such as the predation of bears, eagles, and sharks.

Song Zichen was puzzled: "That expert hid in the dark and wanted to help us, but he didn't make a sound. Now, he writes the name of a fish inexplicably, and I don't know what it means."

Xiao Xingchen said: "Perhaps, he wanted to tell us how to eliminate these Liuying."

"Ah? Did he tell us how to kill the fireflies? Why didn't I see it."

Xiao Xingchen thought about it, and said to himself: "The soul returns to the hometown, and the fallen leaves return to the roots... Could it be..."

Maybe it was because he thought of the answer, Xiao Xingchen used too much force in the fly whisk, and swung a group of Liu Ying in a few circles, and drifted far away with the wind, just flying towards the place where Father Shilao and Xue Yang were. Although the two guarding Taoist priests drove the Liuying away, but those whistling sounds from the ears still frightened Shi Lao's father half to death.

This Shi Lao father thought he could pull out Xue Yang's tongue just now, but he didn't think about the critical moment, a long man-eating worm would jump out, and after a while, a group of man-eating fireflies would fly out. The matter was no longer under his control. Scope, moreover, Chunxin Zhenzi has already escaped, and today's matter, no matter how eloquent Chunxin is, he can no longer explain it to Zhengyi Zhenren. His goal has been achieved, and there is really no need to stay too long.

He saw that Erdao, who was guarding them, was concentrating on chasing away Liuying, getting farther and farther away from them.

So, in 36 tricks, walking is the best strategy, and he was about to run away, but he didn't want to be caught by Xue Yang with his backhand.

That Xue Yang turned his head slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he looked at him coldly from the corners of his eyes, and said slowly, "Oh, I caught you!"

This look almost made his hair stand on end: "You... who are you?!"

Suddenly his voice was silent, and his mouth involuntarily opened wider and wider, as if his mandible was pinched by a pair of hands, and the opening and closing of his mouth was controlled, just like when he pinched Xue Yang's mandible just now, making the mouth open and close. Xue Yang opened his mouth wide.

Xue Yang showed his characteristic two canine teeth, and whispered: "Yes, you... know."

Shi Lao's father's pupils suddenly dilated, his face was full of horror, his whole body trembled involuntarily, his mouth opened stiffly, and he fell to his knees.

Xue Yang quickly looked around, everyone was concentrating on driving away Liuying, and had no time to take care of him.

So, he quickly dug out a piece of carrion from the left side of his stomach. This place has been rotting for a long time, and it finally came in handy today. Together with the rotten leaves of Patrinia chinensis that he carried with him, he crumpled it up and stuffed it into the stone man. In Dad's mouth, he gulped down: "Rotten weeds become fireflies, rotten meat and rotten leaves, isn't this the nemesis of fireflies? These rotten grasses made from local materials are the residences where the souls of fireflies return to their hometowns. Such a reminder, I still can’t think of it.”

When a salmon dies, it has to return to its roots with fallen leaves. Even if it is difficult and dangerous in thousands of mountains and rivers, it has to return to its birthplace. It is the same with this firefly. Rotten grass becomes fireflies, and fireflies come from the rotten roots of rotten grass. The rotten leaves and roots of Patrinia are the gentle hometown, tomb of returning souls, and reminder for fireflies to return to their roots.

Shi Lao's father was stiff and unable to move. He knelt on the ground straight, as if he was waiting for the executioner to give him a final judgment.

All of a sudden, fireflies came from all over the place, like fish crossing the ocean, in order to return to their birthplace, they quickly flew into Shilao's father's mouth. , pores, and two genitals drilled in, and amidst a burst of heart-piercing screams, Shilao's father turned into a mummy that could flicker on and off.

And all the Liuyings used Papa Shi's body as their final tomb, and died peacefully after burning the last ray of light.

And Xue Yang curled up next to him, trembling, looking at everything around him in horror.

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The author has something to say:

Well, this Tomb of the Fireflies was suddenly associated with Japanese animation, but it is really difficult to justify it. ? ! ,,. ,