Chapter 12: The Past
Ascending to the Red Sun. A little bit of red mist converges into a trickle, gathering on a small tripod engraved with flowers, birds, insects and fish, just like a round of red sun.
Looking down along the mouth of the ding, there is no water in the ding, but there is a layer of water curtain like a mirror undulating ripples, reflecting a vast land, mountains and rivers lie on it, and countless houses and farmlands are located in the middle.
In a certain village, a few children squatted by the fire and watched the blacksmith striking the iron, as if watching art, watching the huge red iron gradually deform and change color, the children became more and more excited, their hands and feet moved restlessly, and their faces became red, I don't know whether it was roasted or suffocated.
The blacksmith wielded a hammer of one hundred and eighty pounds quickly, and he was as tireless as a dragon and a tiger, and his spirit was excellent. Then carefully engrave the lines and assemble them one by one.
The children did not dare to speak out, for fear of disturbing the blacksmith.
Only the tin ring of the Zen cane in the house occasionally moves slightly with the wind, tinkling, which makes people calm and no longer restless.
And on the ridges covered with rattans, the peasant women sometimes looked at a simple thatched hut, in which lived a man who made their hearts sprout, and they looked forward to when the man would return.
And the man was already a hundred thousand miles away, slowly walking away from the green mountains and ancient forests, until his figure disappeared into the bushes, and he never looked back again.
In the end, the mirror image moved to the distant northern frontier of Yongzhou, and the tired young man fell into a deep sleep, nothing disturbed him, only wishing that he would fall asleep like this, and he would not want to miss his dream when the sky fell.
After seeing all this, the purple boy sighed. Rubbing Xiao Ding, Kang Zhuang said: "I haven't seen you for a long time, it is no longer what it used to be, and the mountains and rivers have also become flowers, birds, insects and fish." ”
The brocade-robed young man grabbed a handful of pumpkin seeds from the table bowl, peeled them off and ate them with relish, and threw the two melon seed shells into Xiaoding casually, Li Yu said: "Ah? What did you say, I didn't pay attention just now." ”
The melon seed shell entered Xiaoding, and it turned into fly ash and disappeared in a moment, leaving no traces, but it was very clean.
Kang Zhuang sighed, gently stroked Xiao Ding, and said: "Good birds choose trees to perch, but how did you choose such a master?"
Xiao Ding shook slightly, as if he was pouring out his bitterness.
Kang Zhuang looked back and said: "Yongzhou Ding is a spiritual artifact, and you are so bad?"
Li Yu swallowed the pumpkin seeds, rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "It can really pretend, you see how many burps it secretly had, why can't it bear this bitterness?"
Hearing this, Xiao Ding shook violently, and before he could attack, there was a soft sound of "poof" at Ding's mouth, which really seemed to be a full burp.
So he flew into the corner and stopped squeaking.
The so-called spiritual creature is born to the Lord, what is the master's temperament, and what kind of virtue is the spiritual object, just like what is often said in the mundane - the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked.
There is a hidden green tendon beating on Kangzhuang's forehead.
After eating all the melon seeds, Li Yu was still unsatisfied, and asked, "Do you still have it?"
Kang Zhuang came easily, and a melon and a potato appeared out of thin air, the melon was yellow, and the potato skin was purple and red, and said: "Lord Chen is worthy of being the pillar of the imperial court, and he has introduced these crops from Fanbang with all kinds of hardships to save the people from fire and water." Only a handful of seeds and a rattan have solved the food problem of the people of Yongzhou, and the great contribution is great, and it has been handed down in a book to praise merit. ”
couldn't wait to reach out and take it, Li Yu nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, you are right, I have also tasted this sweet potato, it is sweet and crispy, and it is really delicious." ”
Don't speculate for more than half a sentence, Kangzhuang has no shame to face this master of Longmen who doesn't learn and only knows how to eat!
Then he was silent.
After a while, Li Yu talked about business: "Gongzi ordered me to wait for you here, are you ready?"
Kang Zhuang Zhengse said: "Never give up!"
"Okay!" The voice turned to a dragon roar, the scales covered Li Yu's entire cheeks, the horns gradually bulged from his forehead, and the golden light in his eyes.
The dragon's roar echoed through the sky.
Leaning out of the dragon head in the clouds, facing the hall, Li Yu said solemnly: "Kangzhuang, Gongzi made a deal with the king of Hades, in exchange for your rebirth, this life is over, your soul is scattered, and there is no chance of reincarnation, are you willing?"
Kang Zhuang bowed to the ground: "Sinner Kang Zhuang, kneel and ask for rebirth." ”
The black dragon roared angrily, "Imprisoned!"
Kang Zhuang flew in response, and disappeared into the black glazed pagoda that Li Yulong was holding in his claws, the tower was divided into eighteen layers, and countless ghosts wailed in the meantime, I don't know how many dangers were hidden.
Li Yu turned the small black tower upside down, and a red point of light in the tower instantly fell to the spire, struggling upward, occasionally letting out a few screams that were not like human voices, as if experiencing great pain.
Outside the tower, two black shadows rolled into the hall, kowtowing to the ground before saying a word, trembling all over, all because of the black tower in Li Yu's hands, and Li Yu's own dragon power.
One of them was so tall that it filled the hall even when it was lying on its stomach, and the muscles of its limbs were so powerful that it could crush the floor through cracks in a single kneeling.
The other first-born one-horned with wings on his back, surrounded by thunder and light, was the one-horned ghost king of the day, but for some reason failed to escape from Yongzhou, but was arrested by Li Yu with a big heart.
Li Yu said: "From now on, your two ghosts and all the little ghosts under him will be under his control." ”
The one-horned ghost king is clever and doesn't dare to say much.
The other strong ghost king was much more straightforward, but he didn't dare to offend Li Yulongwei, and said in a trembling voice: "That purple-robed soul ghost is just an ordinary ghost, and even the little guy under my hand has never been beaten, the black dragon lord wants me to listen to him, I don't dare to disobey, but how can those little ghosts under my hand obey him?"
Long Mu was extremely disdainful, Li Yu said: "Heh, ordinary ghosts, let's see, when he crawls out of the eighteenth layer of hell and turns into an immortal ghost, you two will be worthy of being a shoe-carrying person in the future." ”
The two ghost kings looked at each other, if they wanted to say that they didn't believe it in their hearts, they had no choice but to be stronger than ghosts, so they had to be obedient in order to survive, their eyes were dull and guarding the black tower, and the cold hairs on their backs stood up.
Leaving behind the two ghosts and the black tower, Li Yu picked up Xiao Ding and walked into the inner hall, staring at the Dingkou mirror curtain, his face was unusually serious.
The blacksmith carried a huge iron pestle ten feet high on his shoulders and inserted it into the middle of the town. The iron pestle sank into the ground until it ended, revealing a statue of a tiger.
The children in the town couldn't hold back their curiosity and climbed up to the statue to play, but the adults couldn't stop it, raised their hands above their heads, and said urgently: "Don't make trouble, baby, come down quickly, it's too high and dangerous, hold on and don't fall!"
The blacksmith jumped several times, hugged the children one by one, held them in his arms, and fell to the ground.
The children lay on Shi Hu's shoulders, chest, and arms, clinging very tightly, and reluctantly said: "Uncle Shi Hu, you have to come back to see us often!
Shi Hu half-knelt down, pinched their little faces, and said with a smile: "Uncle promised you that he would definitely come back." ”
Previously, his footprints had spread all over Yongzhou, and nearly 100 iron pestles had been inserted into the ground, and after that, he would repeat today's events.
Until the day of the success of the great array, Yongzhou will be as solid as an iron bucket!
Looking up at the sky, Shi Hu seemed to be able to look at Li Yu through a void of water and grin.
Li Yuhan's hair stood up, and a few scales on his back rolled up to himself: "Freak! Dangerous freak! Where did this guy come from? ”
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At the beginning of the sunny day after the rain in Yangzhou, a hundred flowers bloom towards the sun, the stamens of the flowers are delicate and dripping, and the whole valley is covered with a layer of snow, which makes it difficult to associate it with the murderous sword mound.
The sword boy held a bamboo slip in his hand, ran quickly, and said with a smile: "Uncle Shi, the ancestor ordered you to go to Yongzhou to pick up Uncle Lin back." ”
Ji Qing took the long sword, stood by the lake, and asked with a smile, "What did the ancestor say?"
This smile is just like the melting snow in spring, and the colors of the mountains are all taken away from their brilliance.
A few drops of saliva fell from the child's lips, and he forgot to answer.
Ji Qing said angrily: "People are small and big, what are you thinking about?"
Rubbing his forehead, Xiao Tong said: "The ancestor said, now Yongzhou dragons and snakes are mixed, and it is not suitable to stay for a long time, so let you go to pick up Uncle Lin." ”
Ji Qing said thoughtfully: "Earlier, when Xiao Linzi hadn't gone out to practice, his cultivation was already not weak, and he was still able to take charge of himself, why can't he come back by himself now?"
Xiao Tong explained: "Uncle Lin was injured in a fight with the witch in Yongzhou, and found two good seedlings who practiced swords, and it was inconvenient for the sword, so he sent a message for help. ”
Ji Qing stretched out her hand and beckoned the bamboo slip to read it carefully, and said, "Got it, I'll set off in a while." ”
After earning enough eye addiction, the little boy didn't dare to stay longer, so he hurriedly turned around and ran back.
When I went out of the valley, I couldn't help but wonder: "Uncle Shi has always stayed at home, why is he so happy today?"
In the valley, Ji Qing's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly, her eyes burned, and she looked directly at the white flowers all over the mountain, as if she was looking at someone.
Five years ago, I went out to experience the first meeting with you, and I was defeated before I could make a move, and I owe you a promise.
Five years from now, when I see you again, I'll be ashamed. I want you to give me a promise too!
Yelin, you and I will have a battle in the end, but I don't know if the time has come?
A sword light rushed out of the valley and left straight to the northwest.
The sudden change woke up countless Sword Shrine disciples, got out of their cultivation, and looked up at the person they had been chasing day and night.
Look at the splendor of the sword light, could it be that the gap has been opened again?
Some people can't help but be discouraged.
At the mouth of the valley, the sword boy was dumbfounded: "Wow! When can I fly with a sword and slay demons, that is too handsome...... Hey!hey!" Burning with ambition in his chest, the little boy put his index finger and middle finger together, recalling the way his senior brothers and sisters practiced swords, and used a set of four-like swordsmanship.
After the swordsmanship, the boy thought that he was majestic, and none of the birds on the mountain dared to call. Not paying attention to bumping into an old man head-on, the little boy knelt down in shock and whispered, "Ancestor." ”
The old man didn't smile, his back was as straight as a sword, he stared at the sword light and said to himself: "Xiaoqing's speed seems to be faster than usual?"
When the boy looked up again, the old man was gone, and the chirping of birds sounded in his ears again. With a long sigh, the little boy patted his chest and said: "The ancestor is too scary, it's better to be a master and uncle, it's usually a ......" and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "Hey, although the uncle is not usually scary, but he doesn't smile at people! What's going on today, the sun is coming out in the west?"
I looked over my head and confirmed that the sun was still in the east.
After thinking hard to no avail, the little boy sighed: "Sure enough, it is a superior demeanor, not the same." But Uncle Lin is more stylish, every time he appears, he is called a heroic, handsome, handsome to scum!"
In Yongzhou, Lin Qinghong sneezed inexplicably, and wondered: "Who is talking about me?"
Bu Chi beckoned ahead: "Master, hurry up, don't miss the hour, if we can't catch up with the next village at night, we will have to drink and sleep in the open." ”
Bu Ku volunteered to carry the hazy star, and the small body didn't feel difficult, if this basket alone was enough for her to drink a pot before, how could she carry the hazy star?
Before you know it, everything changes in subtle ways.
Only Xiao Haoxing grew up day by day, becoming more and more lively, lying on Bu Ku's back and babbling non-stop, and no one knew what he was talking about, but Bu Ku was amused by him.
The only helpless thing is that Haoxing's two little tiger teeth always have to be ground on the back basket.