Chapter 9: The Immortal Pavilion
I saw the two familiar figures in the distance.
"Let's go, let's have breakfast. I patted Xing Lin, who was sitting on the edge of the flower bed with his head propped up, on the shoulder.
When the two people in front of me looked up, I was taken aback when I saw their faces.
The two of them were pale, and there were large dark circles around their eyes.
Ah Li poked his head out from behind Chu Wanchen and said in a milky voice: "Mother, you are here." ”
Xing Lin told me about last night's incident, and it turned out that after they brought her back, they saw that she did not have the consciousness to attack, so they asked her about herself. She didn't cooperate with them, and kept clamoring to eat sugar gourds. So last night, they only asked her name Xiao Wuli, and they couldn't ask anything for the rest of the time, and they kept coaxing her. And she is not human, she doesn't need to sleep, and her energy is always very strong.
From this point of view, she is a demon spirit who knows nothing but her own name, and is more than a thousand years old. What I was curious about was that her original body and soul had been fused with the magic of others. Why do you want to attack a child who was only four or five years old before he died, and raised her for a thousand years?
I can probably imagine the hilarious scene of two men with no experience with babies coaxing children in the middle of the night.
"Also, I've checked, she hasn't hurt anyone, according to the "Shemale Code" recently issued by the Imperial Spirit Division, who is in charge of the balance between the two sides of the demon spirit, the lost youkai who have not violated the law and harmed others should not be driven away and subdued, and should be handed over to their master or clan. Xing Lin said.
"How do you know she's lost?"
And then. "Chu Bangchen threw me a beautiful small gold box engraved with a strange pattern, which is a thing used to store demon spirits, and Xiao Wuli should have been locked up in it before. "What I picked up in that dormitory last night is not something that ordinary people can have. ”
I turned it over, and the bottom of the box was engraved with the word "decay".
"Immortal Pavilion. ”
Xing Lin and I looked at Chu Wanchen at the same time.
"How do you know. I asked.
"I've seen this pattern in the Kyushu Monograph. ”
Why, I, who have been cultivating spirits for several years, have never seen this legendary strange book, and someone remembers it so clearly.
"Kyushu Monograph", the legend records that in recent tens of thousands of years, all the well-known objects in the spiritual power world, including various magic weapons, pills, spirit beasts, etc., as well as magical shops like the Immortal Pavilion are also recorded in detail.
Besides, the Immortal Pavilion is the only legendary shop in the world that barters. Only monks with profound spiritual power are qualified to enter. None of the people who trade here are mortal. Anything you want, anything you want to fulfill, the Pavilion Master can help you accomplish, but correspondingly, you have to give him the most important thing in your life as a reward. However, in the past few hundred years, this shop has gradually faded out of the vision of the spiritual world, and I entered the spiritual world too late to have the opportunity to visit it.
Why does the shop that has disappeared still appear in this world, or does it happen to appear here?
"I'll check this Immortal Pavilion later. Xing Lin said.
The backpack behind him began to stir slightly.
"Don't worry about it so much, let's eat first, I'm starving. "If you don't feed the rat uncle behind you, I don't want this bag.
"Mother. The girl crawled from behind Chu Bangchen.
I quickly went over and covered her mouth. At this time, most of the students got up for breakfast and passed by us in twos and threes. I would have caused too much misunderstanding and trouble if I called it that.
"You are not allowed to call me my mother in the future. ”
"Mother, why?"
I thought to myself that I am not your own mother at my age, so what else do I need. But she was only four or five years old, and it was difficult for her to understand her for a while.
"Call me sister in the future, the one next to you will call me brother, be obedient, and buy you endless sugar gourds. ”
She looked at me for a long time with her eyes wide open.
"That mother's words have to count. ”
"Don't call me mother!"
"Sister... Sister, and, brother?"
With a long sigh of relief, I finally got this little ancestor, but it was really much more difficult to solve than those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods.