"Okay, don't look at it, you can't see the flowers, go back to sleep, I'm sleepy if you're not sleepy." In the end, it was the peace that was broken by Old Man Wang.

"Grandpa, what do you say this person is alive for?" In the middle of the night, Li Yunluo, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Grandpa Li was surprised, "Why did you ask such a question?" ”

"There may have been too many things recently, sometimes I will reflect on it, you said that this life exists in this world, you are just a small individual, you have to be forced to obey, you have to think about others, there are many things that you don't want to be unhappy, but then?"

"For example, in school, the purpose of my study is to get grades, and then take a vacation, this is all stage by stage, and I know what I am for, and I have hope, but I am thinking about it in this life, do I also have that report card? Do you have a holiday? No, what motivation does that person rely on to survive? As he spoke, Li Yunluo's tone couldn't help but drop a lot.

"Xiao Luo, you are still too young, when you have someone you love deeply in the future, you will know what the motivation for suffering is." Hearing such a question from his grandson, Li Shihao couldn't help but answer meaningfully.

"Someone you love?" The first thing Li Yunluo thought of was Ye Lingyan, who he hadn't seen for a long time, love? Count, I don't know, now it seems that after three years of getting along, I don't even have a basic understanding of her, but she does have a very important position in her heart, but

Family? It is impossible to say that a person does not love his family, but maybe Yun Luo is still young, and he does not have a deep understanding of the theory that "family is the driving force for his own suffering".

"Alas, forget it, maybe there have been too many things that haven't gone well lately." Li Yunluo didn't bother to continue thinking about it, he just hoped that the time with his grandfather would be so peaceful that he could stand still forever.

Time is a nuisance, it slows down when you want it to be fast, and when you want it to slow down, it's fleeting. The quiet of the day passed in the blink of an eye.

During the day, several people didn't think about the night battle, and in the courtyard at this time, the old shaman just hung around in the rocking chair with his eyes closed, and he didn't know if he was really asleep.

Wang and Li The two old men moved a mazar to open the Chu River and Han Realm and began to fight, while Li Yunluo was quietly looking at the Chinese textbooks of the primary school on the side, in fact, he rarely looked at things related to school so intently in his spare time, and today I don't know why, I feel that this is an article that has been dismembered by the central idea and after-school exercises, but it is an endless aftertaste when reading it at this time.

After three meals, the time of the day passed in a hurry, and when the sun set on the mountain, the four people in the courtyard put down their activities at the same time, and their faces gradually became serious.

After packing up the miscellaneous items and putting them in the house, several people went back to their rooms and began to clean up. When they went out again, the three of them all changed their fierce momentum, but the old shaman had not yet come out.

"Is this old man still going to put on makeup or what?" I didn't see the figure of the old shaman, and the old man Wang couldn't help but say something casually.

"Xiao Chuzi, it's not a good habit to talk about people behind your back." With a weak voice, the old shaman's door creaked open.

"Huh~" Looking at the voice, several people couldn't help but gasp at the same time: At this time, the old shaman, although he was still thin and withered, his outfit was very different, and the temperament of the whole person also changed.

Look at this old fairy again, wearing a pheasant feather hat, a few beautiful phoenix feathers fluttering in the wind, wearing a set of animal skin clothes, tiger skin and leopard skin can be recognized at a glance, a strong jacket with animal skin, deerskin gloves in his hands, a pair of tiger skin combat boots, and a few sharp claws on the boots. And there are all kinds of small bells wrapped around the body, waist, brim, wrists, and ankles, and some small stones sewn into the animal skin clothes to form a strange pattern.

The old shaman's neck hung a string of bone beads, each one only the size of a thumb, and on closer inspection, it was all in the shape of a human skull, and it was a small bead of gathering spirits.

Look at the old shaman's hand, his left hand is holding a small drum with only one side, which is different from what Yunluo and the three of them saw that day, this drum is embroidered with gold and silver threads and a hideous beast that can't see what it is, the drum is lined into eight sides, and each side is engraved with a strange symbol, which is not the same. In his right hand, he held a small whip with a small tip, which was dark and did not have a trace of luster, and looked ordinary.

"King Wen drum and mountain whip?" Li Yunluo couldn't help blurting out the difference.

"Yohe, the kid is quite eye-catching, and he still knows the Drum Whip Sacrifice Justice?" When the old shaman heard Yun Luo call out the name of the thing in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little different.

"The younger generation has only read some in some miscellaneous books, shamans generally only use a drum to invite immortals, if the advanced one will add a drumstick, but the combination of whips and drums is indeed the highest level of sacrifice, King Wen drum and mountain whip are not the names of these two items, but the name of the sacrificial method." Li Yunluo said with a slight smug feeling in his heart.

"Well, this time it's not wrong, but this is also a false name, some people call Shaman Drum and Erlang Whip, and there is also a name called King Wen Drum Wuwang Whip, in fact, it's just a name, I can't remember when I copied this drum and whip last time, for you kid, I also sold my strength." The old shaman laughed.

"But grandpa, I don't understand one thing, it is said that this drum please god at least two people, generally three people can do it, there is a drum chanting, there is a two gods on the side to assist, and then the big god in the middle is the one who really invites the god to the body." Li Yunluo asked puzzled again.

"Hmph, have you ever seen a priest with thousands of people?" The old shaman asked dissatisfiedly, "Old fairy, I have lived for so many years, if I invite a god and a few people to serve me, then why do you come here to join in the fun." ”

"It's the younger generation who is presumptuous, the grandfather's hundred-year skills, of course, are not comparable to ordinary shamans." Seeing that the other party was slightly displeased, Li Yunluo hurriedly echoed.

"Okay, it's almost time, Xiao Lizi, Xiao Chuzi, light up these copper basins for me, according to what I told you last time, light the fire in the middle, and then put all the pendants I asked you to get!" The old shaman commanded as he walked tremblingly to the side. "By the way, you remember, little cub, don't make trouble for the old fairy."

"Oh." Li Yunluo replied helplessly.