A night, a green mountain, a bonfire, Yan Lingyun sat lonely in front of the fire, roasting a hare, behind him, there was a cave, where he spent the night tonight. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info[燃^文^书库][]. [774] [buy]. []

The tongue of fire melted away the darkness and swept through the roasted golden body of the rabbit, and in the crackling sound, it snatched away a drop of shiny grease.

Opening the satchel, Yan Lingyun took out some condiments from it from time to time, sprinkled them evenly on the rabbit body, and then continued to bake.

The darkness carried a deep chill like a tide, threatening to swallow him up with the campfire in front of him, and the roar of fierce beasts sounded from time to time in the surrounding mountains, doubling the desolation and terror of the barren mountains and mountains.

Yan Lingyun's hands holding the stick suddenly trembled a little, I don't know if it was cold or because of fear, he added some firewood with his free hand to burn the bonfire more vigorously, which seemed to be better.

This was the first time he had slept in the wilderness, and although he had often gone into the mountains to collect medicine before, he had always returned on the same day. Camping for the first time tonight, I was a little apprehensive.

Based on the experience he heard, he found a relatively hidden foothold, and also raised a bonfire to keep out the cold and prevent wild beasts, but he still committed a big taboo, that is, roasted game, and its fragrance is likely to attract nearby fierce beasts. When the time comes, just jump out of it, and you can take him to wrap your belly.

Nofu is finally roasted, giving off an enticing aroma. Yan Lingyun had been on the road for a day, and he was already hungry, so his index finger moved at this time, and he couldn't wait to move the hare out of the fire and prepare to eat.

"Rustle...... Rustle rustle ......"

A slight rustling sound suddenly came, instantly shocking Yan Lingyun's hair to the point of standing on end.

But he was also a decisive man, and immediately stuck the wooden stick in the hare upside down into the ground, and he himself flashed into the cave behind him, and at the same time, he drew the short knife in his satchel to defend himself. If a fierce beast really attacks, it will definitely not be able to resist the temptation of the hare, and will eat it first. At that moment, he will fly out and hit him with a single sword, otherwise, he will definitely die!

The sound was getting closer, and it seemed to be the sound of footsteps, and its target was indeed pointed at this place. Yan Lingyun hid in the cave, clenching the short knife, his palms were full of sweat, he held his breath and waited for an opportunity.

The rustling footsteps eventually came to the outside of the cave, but then there was no movement, and the whole mountain seemed to be silent suddenly, and for a while only the campfire outside the cave still made some faint crackling sounds.

Yan Lingyun's heart slowly sank, although he couldn't see what was coming, whether it was powerful and ferocious, but he felt the cunning of the other party. A cunning opponent is far more terrifying than a strong and ferocious opponent!

Yan Lingyun felt that he was in a dead place, and his heart was beating wildly, almost jumping out of his throat. He clenched the short knife in his hand tightly, trying not to make a sound.

At this moment, the only way to be quiet is to control quiet, the enemy does not move, I do not move.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, but the situation suddenly changed, obviously there was no wind, but the bonfire made a piercing whistling, one after another flames rushed around, tied together, and finally twisted into a miserable white face. It was a human face, empty and empty, facing Yan Lingyun in the cave. At the same time, an arm stretched out of the fire, waving mechanically, as if to say, "Come, come out......".

Yan Lingyun is stupid! Stay! After that, the cold hair stood on end, and the whole body began to numb. How could he have ever seen such a scene, its weirdness, especially the corpse of a dead man, in the middle of the night in this barren mountain and wilderness, alone, it is even more terrifying! He felt like he had been immobilized, unable to move.

Thankfully, the faces on the campfire only lasted for a moment before they turned into flames and fell back into the fire, and the arm was retracted, and everything was back to its original state. The bonfire is still the bonfire, and everything is like a dream.

Yan Lingyun's frightened heart slowly calmed down, and his body gradually regained consciousness. After being afraid to the extreme, I am not afraid.

A wave of anger swelled in his chest and turned into courage. His mind turned, and he thought of two possibilities: a man or a ghost. He directly ruled out the possibility of the fierce beast, and the fierce beast would definitely not be able to do what Fang Cai did. If it's a human being, it probably doesn't have any malicious intent, but just played a bad joke on yourself. But this person has unpredictable abilities and needs to be dealt with carefully. If it's a ghost, there's nothing to be afraid of. Ghosts are heresies, fearing masculinity. I haven't done anything bad in my life, my body is upright, my blood is full, so why be afraid! What's more, whether there are ghosts in this world or not is a matter of two theories.

Thinking of this, Yan Lingyun had a plan at the moment, he put away the short knife, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, straightened his clothes, walked out of the cave, and said as he walked: "I don't know where the master is, come here late at night to tease the kid."

But when he walked out of the cave and saw the "truth", the whole person was completely stunned!

"Old man, it's you!" After a long time, Yan Lingyun came back to his senses, and he couldn't believe the authentic way.

I saw that where the fire could be reached, an old man in a black power suit, with a white beard and white hair, was standing with his hands in his hands, looking at Yan Lingyun with a smile on his face, who was not Bai Qianshan.

Bai Qianshan saw Yan Lingyun's surprised expression, and immediately laughed and said, "Little friend, I didn't expect that the old decay would come at this time." I just played a joke with you, so don't blame it. But I have to say to you admiration, it's really witty! What a guts! Easy to recognize! ”

Yan Lingyun thought of the previous scene, and was really frightened at that time, and immediately said angrily and helplessly: "I was almost scared to death by the old man, what kind of courage is it." He changed the topic and asked again: "I don't know what happened when the old man arrived at this time?"

Bai Qianshan looked at Yan Lingyun and smiled mysteriously: "The old man is here to give Xiaoyou a creation, it depends on whether Xiaoyou has this opportunity!"

"Give the kid a creation? But I don't know what kind of creation? Yan Lingyun said curiously.

Bai Qianshan didn't answer, walked a few steps, took the hare that Yan Lingyun had roasted before from the wooden stick, walked to the bonfire and sat down by himself, feasted on it, and said while eating: "It tastes good, I didn't expect Xiaoyou to have such craftsmanship."

Yan Lingyun was hungry in his stomach, and when he saw Bai Qianshan's unkind appearance, he immediately shouted: "My dinner, old man, leave me some."

For a while, for a roast rabbit, the two started a fight......

"Old man, you can say it now, what kind of creation do you want to give the kid?" Beside the bonfire, Yan Lingyun and Bai Qianshan sat cross-legged and finished eating the hare, and the former saw that the latter still didn't mean to speak, so he couldn't help urging.

Bai Qianshan wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, stretched his waist in satisfaction, and took out something from his arms unhurriedly.

"Box?" Yan Lingyun looked at it, but it was the black gold box during the day, and he was suddenly a little puzzled.

Bai Qianshan looked at the box in his hand, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he sighed: "The box is not important, what matters is the contents of the box." For this thing, the old family suffered a great disaster, and the star died overnight, and the barbarian died, and my father and a group of uncles and ancestors sent some of the clansmen, including me, desperately to death, and finally escaped from death, and came here to live in the wilderness. A small family of cultivators, in the blink of an eye! ”

Yan Lingyun's heart was shocked, and although Bai Qianshan told it lightly, the key points involved were thrilling. The existence of "star warriors, brute warriors" and other things is regarded as legends in the tribe and is out of reach. But in the mouth of the latter, it fell like mustard, in pieces. How terrible is the outside world? What kind of magic does the contents of this box have? He couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Old man, what's in this box?"

Bai Qianshan glanced at him, and said with a somewhat strange expression: "A picture, a picture that I can't understand."

"What's the use of an unintelligible picture?" Yan Lingyun was puzzled.

Bai Qianshan gently stroked the black gold box in his palm, sighed a few times one after another, and said: "The function of the picture in the box, I still inadvertently heard my father mention it when I was a child, saying that it is a supreme method for building a foundation, and its origin is no longer examinable. It's a shame to say that I have been looking at the picture for many years, but I haven't gained the slightest, but my great-great-granddaughter of the same age as yours saw some clues when she was young, but after only one glance, she fainted, and she couldn't stand it at all. Later, she confirmed that the picture in this box was indeed the method of building the foundation. ”

"Building the foundation" is a professional term in practice, which is equivalent to the three stages of martial arts training for people in the border wilderness. Yan Lingyun heard what the martial arts sects said yesterday, so he also understood. At this time, listening to Bai Qianshan's words, his curiosity was even heavier, and he really wanted to see what the picture in the box looked like. Bai Qianshan said before that he wanted to give him a creation, but it depends on whether he has the opportunity, does he just want to show himself the picture in this box, if he can see it clearly, it is naturally an organic fate, and he can be created.

But when I thought about it, I was embarrassed to take the initiative to speak. The picture in the box is too big, it seems to be precious and abnormal, how can he be virtuous, and he will be treated by this. What's more, he is mainly because of curiosity, and he doesn't have much illusions about the so-called creation.

Bai Qianshan didn't allow him to think about it anymore, only to see him holding the box in his left hand, and the five fingers of his right hand were tapping around the box body again and again, with different priorities.

Yan Lingyun's heart jumped with it, and by the light of the fire, he looked into the box, only to see that a leather object was neatly stacked, and it was stored in the box ordinarily, and from the outside, there was no abnormality in the slightest. He couldn't help but look at Bai Qianshan.

The latter was staring at the contents of the box, with a complicated expression, and when he saw Yan Lingyun's eyes, he reached out and took it out, spread it out layer by layer on the robe between his knees, and finally unfolded into a one-foot-square piece, extremely thin, crystal clear, like mutton fat white jade, by the light of the fire, it seemed that he could vaguely see a line of naturally generated textures all over it.

"What is this? It's like a human skin. Yan Lingyun subconsciously said. But after saying that, he himself was taken aback by his words.

Bai Qianshan's body also trembled, and then he shook his head and said, "Impossible, if it is human skin, there should be pores." After so many years of observation, I have not found a single pore. This picture is not invaded by fire and water, and the sword is not injured, it is its own material, which is already a treasure. ”

He lifted a corner with his hand, put the figure in the fire and baked it, and after a moment he took it out, only to see that it was undamaged, not even a trace of blackening could be found.

Subsequently, he handed the diagram to Yan Lingyun.