Cannibalism

The bookshelves in the Zangshu Pavilion are densely packed, and two robust adult men have to shrink their hands and feet in order to search the group of books.

Tianyan Mountain has a large collection of books, and each shelf is as high as two and a half people, so it is very troublesome to get the books on the upper level.The sixth son, Xie Li, made a small wooden ladder for people to climb for the convenience of finding books.This wooden ladder has been used to this day and has never been damaged.

Xie Sheng was stepping on the top of the wooden ladder and flipping through the Chronicles of the Ghost World on the second floor, while Xie Nan asked from the bottom, "Is there any gain?"

"Here are "The Chronicles of the King of the Underworld", "The Genealogy of the Ghost Realm"...these have nothing to do with the heart of the fire spirit." Xie Sheng scanned the unofficial history in front of him, "Here is also a copy of "Fanchuan Ghost Chronicles". There might be clues."

"Take it down and have a look." Xie Nan watched as Xie Sheng pulled out a thick blue book, "What does it say?"

These books have been stored for many years and no one has read them, and when they are opened, a speck of dust flies out.Some pages have been eaten by silverfish and the corners of the pages have been eaten away, but fortunately the handwriting is still clear.

Xie Sheng patted off the dust on it, and scanned most of the book at a glance: "The records in it are all ghosts and creatures born in the ghost domain... There is no record of hell fire spirits. Although hell fire spirits often call themselves ghosts, they are actually ghosts. Half god, half spirit, and he wasn't born in Ghostland."

In ancient times, the right time and place gave birth to a sea of ​​fire and purgatory, after which ghosts lived here.It can be said that the Hellfire Spirit is an ancestor-like figure in the ghost world, tens of thousands of years older than the ghost domains of all parties, and can enter the ancient mind.

Before, Xie Nan found the record of Hell Fire Spirit from the ancient mind, and there were only a few words on it, about the heart of Fire Spirit, but the eight characters "The Heart of Fire Spirit, the Path of God".

The information they could find was too little, and they had no clue as to the whereabouts of the Heart of the Fire Spirit.

"Hey, our fourteenth brother may have to stay in the sea of ​​fire and purgatory for a year and a half before he can go home." Xie Sheng suggested with emotion, "Why don't we go to our mother and ask her to intercede with Huo Ling , get our little Fourteen back?"

Xie's father is not at home, only Xie's mother can take care of things.The Xie family's parents have a high prestige in the ghost world, maybe Huolong can see Xie's face and let Xie Shishi go.

"No." Xie Nan immediately objected, "If mother finds out, she will follow us to Huangquan to find Xiao Shisi. Her old injury has recurred recently, and she tosses and turns with pain in her muscles and bones every night. She can no longer be disturbed by the fire of hell. In addition Huo Ling pointed out that we are the ones who stole the heart, so my mother has to worry about the reputation of the Xie Tiger Clan..."

Both of their brothers are over 1000-year-old demons, so they have to find a way to solve this matter themselves, and they can't bother their mother.

Xie Sheng slowed down turning the page: "I'm afraid that Little Fourteen won't be able to withstand the high temperature of purgatory. He doesn't practice spells hard on weekdays, and up to now his spiritual power is less than three-tenths of mine. The raging fire, how can he bear it."

"If you can't bear it, you have to suffer." Xie Nan didn't seem too worried about Xie Shishi. "Walking outside in the future will suffer no less than in purgatory."

"It's the first time for him to experience such an ordeal..." Xie Sheng suddenly closed his mouth when he said this, his eyes stopped at one place on the page, and then he said excitedly, "Brother Ten, what do you think I found?"

Xie Nan looked up: "What?"

""Fanchuan Ghost Chronicles" has two volumes of ghost records and object records. I actually found piranhas in the object records!" Xie Sheng climbed down from the wooden ladder directly, pointing to the painting with piranhas. The place where the strokes are drawn says, "Look, brother ten, it turns out that Ah Ren looked like this before."

Xie Nan followed Xie Sheng's fingers, and saw a few lines of text and an afterimage of a stick figure.

"It's not unusual for there to be records of piranhas in Ghost Domain History." Xie Nan couldn't understand why his younger brother was so excited. "The key point is that the pictures in this book are too simple. If there are no two thorns, just one With a single flower stalk and a big flower bud, I'm afraid I might think it's a lily."

Xie Sheng made a summary of those few lines of text: "It is recorded that about 900 years ago, there were piranhas in the Manzhusha flower bushes in Fanchuan. I drew the draft of the piranha from my memory."

Xie Nan expressed doubts about this: "There is no beginning and no end...how does this predestined person know that it is a piranha?"

"I don't know yet." Xie Sheng shook his head. "After the little fourteen's matter is resolved, I will go back to the Cangshu Pavilion with Ah Ren to find related books about piranhas. 1000 years is still too far away, I hope there will be a few A record of nearly a hundred years."

"The piranha is a close relative of Manjusawa. We can go to the ghost world to ask those Manjusawa who have cultivated their spiritual consciousness. Maybe they will have an impression of the piranha." Xie Nan looked around and found that Yuanshiren had disappeared. and asked, "Where did that little flower god go?"

"The harvest day is coming soon, he rushed back and gave the fine nectar spirit grass to the villagers of Yuanshou Village."

Xie Sheng opened the window and saw the broken stone pine tree at the corner of the cliff dyed a layer of sunset red.The setting sun has diffused into the distant mountains, and the afterglow has penetrated into the clouds in the sky.

"My messenger Zhu is still on him, he will be back soon." Xie Sheng moved the wooden ladder to the wall, "Brother Ten, is Yong Chuan still on Tianyan Mountain? I haven't seen him for an hour .”

"Yong Chuan might be eating leaves on the mountain." Xie Nan went to the table and poured a cup of tea, "I won't let him follow me."

Xie Sheng leaned over to Xie Nan, snatched the teacup from his tenth brother's hand, and drank it in one gulp: "Yong Chuan really likes being with you. I still remember, he said he regarded you as a benefactor, because you He is Lin Poran's benefactor."

"Who knows what this iron-eating beast is thinking." Seeing that his hands were empty, Xie Nan gave Xie Sheng a sullen look, turned around and said, "Come on, come with me to the ancestral hall to burn incense sticks. It's been a long time since I met my brothers." Let's talk about what's going on."

"Okay." Xie Sheng pushed open the door before Xie Nan.

The breeze from the mountains outside the door dilutes the scent of sandalwood inside the house.

"I hope they can bless little Fourteen in heaven to tide over the difficulties. My younger brothers always don't let me worry." Xie Nan glanced at Xie Sheng, and then the distress in his eyes increased, "It's better to be my sister... …Unfortunately, the younger sister who has been playing since she was a child is already married, and after a few days to settle this matter, I will go to Yugong Peak to visit her and bring her a string of swings."

Xie Sheng snorted and said, "Brother Ten, you underestimate King Butterfly too. King Butterfly doesn't have any swings, so why would you need to make a special trip to bring them?"

Xie Nan didn't answer, just lowered his eyebrows and knocked on his folding fan as he walked.

How uncomfortable it is to be robbed of your sister by your brother-in-law, how can his younger brother Xie Sheng understand.

When the last rays of the setting sun disappeared at the end of the distant mountain, Tianyan Mountain became completely silent.

There are few guests in Tianyan Mountain these days, and it is even quieter at night.The only two outsiders on the mountain who could stir up the atmosphere were Runyuan and Runshen.

Daoist Jingdu left the two apprentices on Tianyan Mountain on the grounds of studying abroad, hoping to imbue them with the chivalrous spirit of the Xie Tiger Clan.Runyuan and Runshen must follow the children of the tiger clan during this period of time, go to school to study literature and martial arts, and live the life of those lay disciples.

At this time, Run Yuan was sitting by the stone pool, listening to the sound of ding-dong spring water, he lit a ball of bright light in front of his hat, and recited the "Nanhua Sutra" arranged by his master before he left.

The land of Sichuan and Shu likes to eat peppers, even the Leshan sect who practice Taoism is no exception, the two are embarrassed to trouble Tian Yanshan to change the recipe for them, and decide to cook for themselves.

So the task of going to the kitchen to cook fell on the younger brother Runshen.

Run Shen went to cook, and only Run Yuan was left by the clear stone pool.He was sitting on a rockery rock, his eyelids fluttered and drooped as he read - he couldn't hold it anymore, he was about to fall asleep.

"The body can be made like a dead wood... and the heart can be made like, like dead ashes... Huhu..."

A light snore sounded intermittently.Run Yuan bowed his back, drooped his forehead, and snored and dozed off.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound on the grass beside him.Run Yuan slept lightly, and this slight disturbance was enough to wake him up, a Taoist priest who had practiced for many years.

He glanced around in a daze, and saw a yellow cat squatting on the grass.

Run Yuan was not sleepy immediately.He became interested in the yellow cat and called out, "Mimi."

The yellow cat hunched its back, closed its eyes, and draped its tail around its two front paws that looked like buns.Its back faces the sparkling pool water, and on its forehead is a circle of symmetrical raccoon patterns.

"Mimi." Run Yuan reached out and touched the yellow cat's round back.

As soon as the hand touched the top of the back, the yellow cat's body trembled.It raised its ears, opened its eyes, and squinted over.Seeing that it was Runyuan, he closed his eyes again and returned to the original state.

"I know you're a little monster." Run Yuan said softly on top of its head, "but my sword didn't ring, which means you're a monster that doesn't threaten me."

He stroked the pattern between the yellow cat's ears: "Your head is round and bulging, very cute...Huh? Why do you look so familiar to me?"

Run Yuan looked the yellow cat back and forth, but couldn't tell where it looked familiar.

The yellow cat squatted there and slept on its own, ignoring his monologues, as if he was a cloud of air by the pool.

"Forget it, anyway, raccoon cats look about the same."

There is a circle of lotus leaves in the center of the stone pool, and a flower stem rises from it. The cold red lotus is in full bloom, and there is an elegant fragrance wafting slowly.

There are waterfowl chirping nearby, and occasionally you can hear a few clear "chirp" sounds, and a few feet away from the dense shrubs, cicadas humming one after another.

The "Nanhua Jing" was abandoned by Run Yuan, and it lay alone in the crevice of the stone.

Run Yuan stroked the cat's head with one hand and propped it on the lawn with the other, thinking that if he could live such a peaceful life in the future, he would have no regrets in this life.

In the future, he will have to practice Taoism without distraction in order to reach such a peaceful state.

The color of the water is so clear that the cicadas and birds squeak.

Hear God's will tonight, when will I see Fu Que.

Seeing that the yellow cat didn't reject him, he hugged it into his arms and rubbed the fur on its back.

"The mountains and rivers of Tianyan Mountain are pleasant, and the yellow cat's hair is soft and comfortable to the touch." Run Yuan narrowed his eyes and said without hesitation, "I've heard of cats, but why haven't I heard of piranhas? ...Because cats are cute and piranhas are cruel."

At this moment, he felt an itch on the back of his hand.

He shook his arms, opened his eyes, and then yelled, "Ah!—"

It turned out that what climbed on the back of his hand was a spider the size of half a palm.

The fluffy spider stood in the middle of the man-cat, and seemed to be planning to continue crawling on him.

"Ah! Help!" Run Yuan kicked his legs and jumped behind the rockery, and sat down in the rock pool with his buttocks, his lower body was completely soaked.

Run Yuan shouted: "Junior Brother...Junior Brother! Come and save me!"

It's a pity that the younger brother was far away in the kitchen, so he couldn't hear his cries for help.

Run Yuan gripped the rockery firmly, his fingernails turned pale in an instant.

The yellow cat got up at some point, sat there, and looked in the direction where Run Yuan was hiding.It licked its mouth and bent down to touch the spider in front of it.

The spider disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Run Yuan's lips turned pale with fright, and his eyelids trembled slightly.Before he had time to get up, he heard footsteps coming from a place where the cicadas were dense.

"You are here."

Xie Sheng picked up the yellow cat and quickly kissed it on the forehead.

"Come on, let's go back."

The yellow cat curled up obediently in Xie Sheng's arms.

After a while, the figures of a man and a cat disappeared into the undergrowth.

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