I knew that it was a critical moment, and I had to endure the discomfort, and after a while, I couldn't help it, squatting on the ground retching, and spitting out a lot of water.

Huang Xiaotian was helpless: "Little golden boy, you practice slowly, practicing qigong is not a hurried job." You are terminally ill and dying, even if a healthy person comes to learn this, you have to work hard, let alone you. Bear with me. ”

When I'm tired, I rest, and when I'm rested, I keep doing it. After a day, my brain was numb. I don't know how many times I vomited during the process, but I couldn't spit anything, so I spit water.

After a long day, I was so tired that I found a clean rest. In this way, after a few days, my mind was foggy, and every day I was doing induction, then eating and resting, and vomiting.

On this day, I got up and was practicing, and suddenly I felt an itchy throat and eyes, as if something was about to come out, I held the coffin, bent over and was about to vomit. In his mind, Huang Xiaotian spoke: "Sect Master Cheng, how many days have we been here?" ”

Cheng Hai said: "It's been three or four days. ”

"Yo, little golden boy, congratulations, you should have hung up a day ago, but you're still alive." Huang Xiaotian said with a smile.

I thought, yes, I've survived, I've broken through the limit. As soon as my mind relaxed, my throat and eyes suddenly itched, and I spit out something from my mouth with a "wow" and fell to the ground.

As soon as this thing came out, I was so relieved that I was relieved. It's like eating a big watermelon on dog days, and it's like taking a hot bath on three or nine days, and sitting lazily on the ground.

I couldn't see what it was, I could only hear the "chirp" sound, and I reached out to touch it and touched a small thing with a fur ball. It was exactly what I just spit out of my mouth.

It was still a living thing, chrysalis in the palm of my hand. I'm a little tired, what is this, how can I spit it out of my mouth? It's been in my stomach all the time?

That little thing "chirped", as if it was very affectionate to me, but it was too small to hold in your hand, and it was estimated that it could be pinched to death with more strength. I didn't dare to push it too hard, and gently stroked its hair with my hand.

I only heard Huang Xiaotian's voice tremble: "This, this...... It's actually a mink. ”

"What, mink?" I wondered.

Huang Xiaotian said: "Spit out a sable from your body, my God." Little Golden Boy, do you know what it is? ”

"What?" I asked.

Huang Xiaotian was speechless for a long time: "The resentment and yin poison of my ancestor condensed into a spirit in your body, and you used the channeling technique to lure it out!" It's a greyhound. ”

"So, it's your dad?" I'm kidding.

Huang Xiaotian smacked his lips: "It's not an exaggeration to say that." Your channeling technique has been successful, the yin poison and resentment have been successfully pulled out, and you have become a spirit, what a chance. ”

I'm going crazy with joy, and I haven't been so happy since I figured it out. The dark clouds that pressed on my heart finally dispersed, and I survived the life and death hurdle!

"Can you get the hang of it?" I asked.

Huang Xiaotian said: "Theoretically, you can, but I don't dare to try it now, your current situation is similar to the beginning of a serious illness, and you are not suitable for too intense activities." You should continue to practice He Xiangu's guidance technique of supporting the boat. Good for you. ”

I said, "I can practice when I go back, I've had enough of staying in this hellish place, let's go quickly." ”

"How to get there?" Huang Xiaotian asked.

I was speechless for a moment, yes, how to go. Suddenly, the spirit marten in my palm "chirped" twice, and Huang Xiaotian was surprised: "It is showing us the way, following the direction it commands." ”

I fumbled to stand up, and suddenly Cheng Hai, who had been silent, said, "Wait first, there is something to do in advance." ”

I asked Huang Xiaotian what was going on.

Cheng Haidao: "Little golden boy, you have to give this spirit mink a name first." ”

Huang Xiaotian's tone became serious: "Yes, this is a big deal. ”

Cheng Haidao: "Only those who give life, those who give support, and those who give success can give names." Names are not given casually, they are often given by parents or masters. Only after being famous can there be 'me', and this is the identity that has a foothold in the world. Little golden boy, this spirit marten has a great relationship with you, it is the resentment and evil of your enemy, it has been attached to you for more than 20 years, it is your blood and bones, it is not an exaggeration to say that you are its giver. ”

I thought about it and said: "It's a spirit mink, its fur is yellow, and it also has a relationship with Huang Xiaotian, so it's also surnamed Huang." ”

Huang Xiaotian didn't object, just said "um".

"Whatever you want." Cheng Hai said: "What you want is between unintentional and intentional." ”

"Then call it Huang Yu." I said, "It's simple, it's catchy." ”

Huang Xiaotian hurriedly said: "I will give me a nickname, my name is Xiaomao." ”

I disagreed: "What is it called Xiaomao, it's not good, it's not good, it's better to call Qiuqiu." ”

The mink in my palm "chirped" twice, and seemed quite satisfied. I tried to communicate with it, and asked it in my heart, are you happy with the name?

The mink chirped. I was overjoyed, and it was kind of funny.

Cheng Hai and the mud: "That's it, one person takes a word, it's called a hairball." ”

The morten croaked twice.

Huang Xiaotian was not satisfied, but still accommodated: "Okay, let's quickly find a place to go out." ”

The furball screamed, and you could feel it squirming, as if pointing in the right direction. Huang Xiaotian told me how to walk, I touched the wall of the cave, held the hairball, and walked forward slowly.

After walking a short distance, I felt like I had come out of the cave and returned to the tomb where I had entered. As he walked, he suddenly heard the voice of a woman reciting scriptures in a low voice behind him. If you listen carefully, the direction where the voice came out is the burial chamber that was filled with coffins just now.

Huang Xiaotian and Cheng Hai said at the same time: "Quick! Go back and see. ”

I quickly turned around and walked back against the cave wall. As soon as he entered the tomb, he only heard Huang Xiaotian gasp: "The murals have all been changed, and it is no longer He Xiangu who is holding the boat." ”

"What's that?" I asked.

"I don't know, it's all scriptures. Sect Leader Cheng, do you know each other? Huang Xiaotian asked.

Cheng Haidao: "I don't recognize it either, this kind of writing is very weird, I've never seen it." ”

I touched my phone: "I can take a picture of it, let's go back and analyze it slowly." "I was about to pull out my phone when the sound of a woman reading a scripture could be heard in the burial chamber.

The voice is very special, I can't tell where this woman's accent is, it's very neutral. The sound rushed like a tidal wave, overlapping the walls of the burial chamber and rushing away, smashing through the chamber like water.

I had more and more difficulty breathing, and I couldn't help but let go of my hand, and the hairball fell out of my hand. I held my head, in extreme pain, and covered my ears, as if the scriptures could pass through my ears and go straight to the deepest depths of my sanity.

I couldn't hear anything else, Huang Xiaotian and Cheng Hai seemed to have disappeared.

I fumbled, crawled on the ground, and touched the wall of the cave with my hands. The walls of the cave were as hot as a soldering iron, and the hot palms hurt so much that white smoke seemed to come out. I screamed in pain, retracted my hand, and opened my eyes suddenly.

At this point, I had lost my mind and forgotten the rule that I couldn't open my eyes here.

As soon as the eyes opened, I saw a white light, and in the light there appeared a scene that seemed to be real and illusory, a woman was holding a knife in Hesse's house, she looked at the mirror opposite, the knife was shining, the tip of the knife was pointed at herself, as if she was about to commit suicide.

This scene appeared out of thin air, surrounded by light, making the woman's movements seem extremely ethereal and distant.

I was about to take a closer look when the white light flooded in and swallowed everything in front of me, and I didn't know the rest.

I don't know how long it took, but I woke up from the cold, and the wind was very cold. I opened my eyes vaguely, and my eyes were stimulated by the light and quickly closed.

I haven't used my eyes much in a few days, and I'm completely uncomfortable now. It was quiet, but it was windy, and I tried a few times, and finally I opened my eyes and saw that it was a dark sky, full of stars.

I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was night, if it was daytime, I would have to be blind if I opened my eyes so boldly.

By the way, what kind of place is this, it doesn't feel like the Eight Immortals Cave.

I looked around and there was a clutter of trees all around. Behind me was a high cliff, and I was at the bottom of the cliff, and the smell of methane was in the air. I tried to stand up, but I didn't get up a few times, and the mud was very soft.

I somewhat understood, as soon as I opened my eyes, it seemed that I had come out of the Eight Immortals Cave, and now I was back in the mountains.

I shouted a few times to Sect Leader Huang and Sect Leader Cheng, but neither of them replied. I quickly touched my waist, but my whole body was cold, and the pocket watch I carried with me was gone. It's a token of Huang Cheng and the others.

I fumbled in my pocket, but there was a mobile phone, and the light of the mobile phone was shining on the ground. I searched around but didn't find it.

This place used to be an endless grove of trees, and now I am in the heart of the vast mountains, and my backpack has been lost. It was useless for me to keep the phone, and when I called, the rescuers didn't know where I was.

When I was scared, my neck suddenly itched, and something climbed on my ears. When I took it off, it was a small yellow animal the size of an egg, and it was very fluffy and cute. Two small eyes the size of black sesame seeds appeared in the fur, looking at me.

I touched its little head, and it was so useful that it rolled in my palm. I shouted, "Furball." ”

It immediately stood up, shook its buttocks, and screamed twice.

I am very happy, the hairball has an extraordinary origin, it is a spirit mink, and the most rare thing is that it has a heart and mind with me. With such a small thing, my tiredness and worry are mostly gone.

I knew that it was a spirit mink, and it was quite spiritual, so I said to it, "Furball, help me find out where my two sect masters are, my pocket watch is missing." ”

The hairball lay on my palm, chirping, and then stretched out a small paw the size of a matchhead and pointed to the west.