My Taoist Companion Thumb Demon

He was dying.

Falling into the abyss, there is still a trace of consciousness, and the body is like a broken stalk, drifting with the waves, floating and rootless.

He heard the faint chirping of insects, smelled the faint smell of mold, saw the shadowy leaves, and touched the wet and soft rotting mud.

Under the abyss, there is a world of its own.

His body was embedded in the rotting mud, and his whole body was in pain like an ant eater. His internal organs seemed to be displaced by the shock, his Qi and blood flowed backwards, and he had difficulty breathing.

Lying on his back in such a state of embarrassment, he had no choice but to wait for death.

My mind was at a loss, without thinking or thinking, like a puppet, quietly waiting for death to come.

So good.

Cut off that illusory longing, no longer need to be caught in a magic barrier, spend all your money, cut off all emotions and six desires, just to ask for immortality, and hope that one day, you will fly to the sky and pursue the unreachable fairy road.

The place is secluded and secluded, with towering old trees lush and straight, no disturbing birdsong, and no man-eating beasts appearing. With the sky as the cover and the earth as the coffin, it is a tailor-made burial place just for him.

Relaxing, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into a coma.

I don't know how long it has passed, so long that he thought that his soul was going to go out of his body, but the pain in his body reminded him that he still had a breath.

Moaning softly, he opened his eyes.

Although it is an abyss, the brilliance of the silver moon can pass through an infinite distance, and through the lush leaves, cast a layer of hazy white light on the dense forest.

Consciousness slowly returned, he moved his fingers, touched a handful of rotten mud, the musty smell in his breath became stronger, and he couldn't help frowning.

As the saying goes, if you survive a catastrophe, you must have future blessings.Since God doesn't want to take his life away for the time being, let's just live on.

He raised his hand with difficulty and groped around his body. After a while, he relaxed.

Thanks to the thick rotting mud, he fell from such a high place, not only did he not get smashed into pieces, but he was also unscathed.Although trapped in putrid mud and smelly all over his body, it is a great fortune among misfortunes to recover his life.

After recovering, he sat up, moved his limbs, and carefully crawled out of the rotten mud pit.

This rotten mud is soft mud formed by the accumulation of a large number of fallen leaves, the sun and the moon. It is not thin and sticky. When people step on it, they only leave a shallow footprint, but when they fall from a high altitude, they only hit a deep hole. .

After getting out of the mud pit, he leaned on the trunk of a giant tree, and under the moonlight, he looked down at the human-shaped pit in the rotting mud.

"Ah--"

The melodious laughter resounded in the quiet dense forest, which seemed particularly abrupt. However, a stale air in the chest poured out through the laughter, dissipated between the heaven and the earth, and was relieved.

With his muscles and bones moving, he moved freely, with a firm expression on his face, ready to leave this rotten land.

The forest at night is dark and dangerous. With the moonlight alone, I can't clearly identify the path under my feet. I rely on instinct to find a direction and walk forward with difficulty.

The grass half a person's height was full of thorns. A little carelessness cut the rough cloth on his body. He broke off a branch and cut the grass as he walked, which could scare away the snakes and insects in the grass and open the way.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, he stopped, put his hands on the tree trunk, and rested.

The sound of gurgling water came indistinctly, and he was overjoyed, he cheered up and left after hearing the sound.

Finally, I found a stream, and the water vapor rushed to my face, which made me feel refreshed.

He threw away the branch in his hand, squatted by the stream, and scrubbed his hands carefully. After washing, he waited for a while, scooped up a handful of clear water, put it to his lips, and took a small sip.

The stream water is cool, sweet, quenches thirst, relieves all fatigue, and refreshes the whole person.

However, the smell of putrid mildew lingering in his nose was disgusting. He rubbed his face, took off his clothes full of putrid mud neatly, took off his shoes, and stepped into the stream with bare feet, trembling, gritting his teeth and soaking in the water , wash hair and body.

At the beginning, I didn't adapt to the temperature of the water, and my lips turned white from the cold. After staying in the water for a long time, I gradually didn't feel the cold, and the more I washed, the more refreshed I became.

He washed himself clean, took the clothes thrown on the rocks on the shore, soaked them in the water one by one, rubbed them, and cleaned the putrid mud on them.

He was originally a rich man who stretched out his clothes and opened his mouth for food. He lived in the Taoist temple for three years and lived a life of poverty.

After wringing out the water, he spread his clothes flat on the rock, took out his inner robe, and put it on his body. His waist-length hair was loose, and water dripped out of the stream.

It is easy to be cold in wet clothes, but it is more shameful to be naked.He endured the cold, found some dry branches and dead leaves near the creek, piled them together, took two stones, and kept hitting them to start the fire.

After a while, a bonfire was lit beside the creek. He breathed a sigh of relief and added dead branches to make the flames burn more vigorously, which was convenient for drying his body and wet clothes.

Putting on dry clothes, his body was warm, and he simply tied his hair into a bundle with a hair tie and hung it behind his back. He felt like he was alive again.

When the body is comfortable, the thoughts become clear and clear, and by the light of the fire, I look around.

It has been two hours since I woke up from the rotten mud and lit a bonfire by the stream to dry clothes.However, during such a long period of time, not only did he not bump into wild animals, but he also never encountered insects and snakes. Apart from the seemingly invisible insects, there were no other creatures.

A dense forest should not be so quiet.

He turned his head and looked at the stream.

Just now when he was taking a bath, he felt strange, the water in the stream was so clean that there wasn't even a fish in it.

Rubbing his shriveled stomach, he extinguished the embers of the fire and walked downstream along the stream.

The morning sun has revealed half of the face, illuminating the entire dense forest in the mountains, towering ancient trees, towering into the clouds, and the sky is rendered orange red by the morning glow, which is gorgeous and colorful.

He stepped on the slippery stream stones and jumped cautiously.If you go down the stream, you may be able to reach the flat land and leave this forest.

Half an hour later, he stood in front of a cave, dazed.

At the downstream end of the stream, there is a huge and towering mountain wall. The entire dense forest is like a closed space, with no way out, and the cave in front of you may be the only exit.

However, the entrance of the cave was narrow enough for one person to get in. The inside was dark and unfathomable, but the stream flowed happily, never to return.

He stood still, hesitating.

To enter, or not to enter.

If you don't enter, there will be no living things in the dense forest, and within a few days, you will starve to death in the mountains and forests.Entering, the cave is full of unknowns, and unknown dangers await him.

Squeezing between his brows, he sighed softly.

How can a manly man stand upright, ride thousands of miles alone, and walk around the world with his sword, how can he be intimidated by this small cave?

He found a few thick and long dead branches, took two stones, matched them with dead leaves, set fire to one of the dead branches, and tied the others to his back for later use. Taking a deep breath, he bravely walked into the cave go.

The humidity in the cave was very heavy, and the flames on the dead branches were crumbling. He carefully protected it so that it would not go out.After passing through the long and narrow hole, the space inside is getting bigger and clearer. By the light of the fire, you can roughly see the situation in the hole.

The creek meanders in the cave, dividing the cave into two parts, the left side is small, the right side is big, and the big side is divided into three forks.

He stepped on the flat ground on the right, walked to the fork in the road, thought for a while, picked up a small stone, and threw it to ask for directions.

"Bah-"

The stone hit the ground, echoing.

left.

He walked into the left fork without hesitation.

The sound of light footsteps was infinitely magnified in the cave. He held a torch in one hand and an unlit dry branch as a weapon in the other. Once he encountered danger, he would respond at any time.Although he has read sage books for several years, he is not a weak scholar who cannot lift his shoulders or hands.Born in a wealthy family, he is proficient in the six arts, and archery is still outstanding. After entering the Taoist temple, his uncle taught him a set of fitness skills, but the price was to pick herbs for him after half a month.

It was because of picking herbs that he stumbled and fell off the cliff.

It's ridiculous to say that he found a Ganoderma lucidum on the cliff. Relying on his vigorous skills, he climbed down and successfully picked the Ganoderma lucidum, but he was startled by the white snake that suddenly jumped out, his feet slipped, his body fell back, and he fell down. into the abyss.

He actually forgot that there must be poisonous beasts guarding every spirit grass.

It's really a big luck that he didn't die.

While thinking about it, he stepped into a huge cave, and the cold air rushed to his face, and the flame in his hand was instantly extinguished. He was startled, opened his eyes wide, and stared at the entire cave.

Even without fire, everything in the cave can still be seen clearly.

Countless starlight scattered and floated in the cave, like the Milky Way in the night sky, shining brilliantly. The cave wall was covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, which was very cold, and the ground surface was even more thickly piled with ice crystals. In the center, a huge flower of ice crystals condensed, like a pure and flawless white lotus, standing gracefully and gracefully, crystal clear under the backdrop of the starlight.

Rubbing his arms, he let out a breath, resisting the chill.

He should exit the ice cave immediately, otherwise the temperature would be too low, and he might freeze to death here. However, his curiosity kicked in, and he took steps towards the ice crystal lotus in a mysterious way.

One step, two steps, three steps... Finally approaching the ice crystal lotus, he raised his head slightly and blinked.

A petal of this ice crystal is taller than a person, and there are more than a dozen petals layered on top of each other. The luster is bright, and the big stamen is wrapped in it, looming.

He climbed up the petals, climbed into the stamens, and just stood still, a sword inserted vertically into the ice crystals caught his eye, causing ripples in his heart.

This is a strange long sword, the surface of the sword is covered with a layer of frost, its original appearance cannot be seen, half of the sword body is deeply inserted into the ice crystal, the ice crystal is translucent, and the contents inside can be clearly seen.

His pupils shrank suddenly, he took a breath, and stared at the corpse in the ice crystal in disbelief!