"The Heavenly Thunder Bead can indeed attract thunder and lightning, but why is it when the water of the Qiqi River is red? Four years ago, the water of the Qiqi River was red, the ghosts cried wolves, and they were overwhelmed with grief and indignation, wouldn't it be more tragic, could it be said that the thunder and lightning not only need to be this day thunder beads, but also need a special thing, and this special thing is the introduction of thunder and lightning, so why is there no above? Could it be that the book has been handled, or does the person who wrote it not know what this special thing is, or does he not want to explain it? ”

Gu Cheng was silent for a while, and deduced his thoughts again.

"Four years ago, Lord Yang first arrived, the power is far inferior to Gaojiazhuang, if this time attracts thunder and lightning, Gaojiazhuang will inevitably master the Qiqi, directly review the matter one by one, even if there is no review, I am afraid that the people who know that the tomb of Old Man Gao was struck by lightning will not be left. Start now, after all, Gaojiazhuang will take care of Lord Yang's power and dare not act rashly. And he hopes that Lord Yang will investigate to the end because of this matter. However, even if the Heavenly Thunder Bead and special things can cause thunder and lightning, how can the Ice and Snow Sealing Tomb be explained? ”

Although Gu Cheng found out the origin and purpose of the Heavenly Thunder Bead through the ancient scrolls, the problem in front of him still made him puzzled.

After a long while, he said leisurely, "I hope they can investigate this person soon?" ”

He put down the Heavenly Thunder Bead and unnaturally stirred with the charcoal fire.

For some reason, he felt more and more cold, and felt more and more that the cold was engulfing him, as if he had fallen into the ice cellar little by little. In the past few years, although the weather will get colder and colder as soon as the winter begins, it has never been so cold tonight, cold to the bone marrow. I had been thinking about the problem just now, and I unconsciously wrapped my body tightly, but at this time, I realized that it was really a cold attack, and my hands and feet were cold.

The fire was bright and bright, and the windows were only open for a little ventilation, but how could such a warm room be so cold?

"It looks like I'm really tired today, my body..."

He shook his head and stood up.

Just as he was about to open the door and go to rest, there was a sudden noise in the distance, like someone had died, making a commotion, and it seemed that they were arguing about something?

"What's going on in the city, why is it so noisy?"

He straightened up, leaned forward, and listened earnestly.

It sounded a little vague from his house, but he could clearly hear a group of children whining and crying, some women cursing, and many people arguing, roaring, and the sound was mighty, like there were tens of thousands of people, and he was sure that it was from the city of Qiqi. “

"No, I'll have to let Ya Blood see what's going on."

"Crackle." There was a thunderclap.

The lightning pierced, like a sharp sword cutting through the bend. Thunder roared, as if the whole earth was trembling. At the same time, the sound of the water of the Qiqi River is mighty, rolling over, roaring, roaring, roaring, crackling in the direction of Jiuxuan Mountain, rolling rocks, barking dogs and chickens, shouting, crying for help, roaring, crying bitterly, screaming endlessly, and the wind is raging outside the door, and the electricity is like a fire snake.

It's too late, it's fast, it's sudden, it's happening... Boom... Boom, all the sounds disappeared, and only the room thunder stone rolled on the ground.

Boom, the last Heavenly Thunder Stone fell to the ground, a dull sound, a moment of silence, outside the door, a cold voice: "Abba." ”

The sound was so cold and outrageous that it was as if a claw had reached into the heart and tore the heart, and a caterpillar had burrowed into the skull and eaten the marrow of the brain.

Suddenly, the entire room was shrouded in black clouds, covering Gu Cheng, only the fire emitted a faint light, and an inexplicable tension swept over, he couldn't help but convulse twice, and his whole head was buzzing.

After a few more breaths, he took several breaths before he came to his senses.

Although he came to his senses, the feeling of oppression just now still soaked his whole body, and he also felt that the room was pitch black, and his heart was messy.

"Abba."

The childish, snorting voice came again, this time slightly louder than the one just now, Gu Cheng was also soothed, leaned against the door, stood up obliquely, pricked up his ears, and listened again.

"A child's voice?"

He put down the stove, wrapped himself up, and pressed his ear to the door to confirm again.

Although I knew that I hadn't done anything wrong, but the fleeting strange sound just now, and it was late at night, a child's voice, especially a muffled-sounding child's voice, was so weird that it was never a bad thing to hear it clearly.

After a while, another voice came from outside my ears: "Abba." ”

"That's right, it's a child's voice, just outside the gate," he asserted.

He: The messenger of gods and ghosts, knows some techniques of yin and ghosts, but he has never seen it, and he has never believed it, he has always used this thing as a means to appease the people, and today's ice and snow sealing mound, I really can't figure it out, but I never believe that this is really a ghost, so I ordered them to know this mysterious person no matter what, know this mysterious person who doesn't know whether it exists, and hope to determine what this ice and snow sealing mound is through this mysterious person. I hope to confirm whether there are ghosts in this world through this mysterious person, of course, he has another purpose.

Then he walked back, picked up the lantern, opened the door and walked out.

There was nothing outside the door, only the moonlight, the moonlight splashed in the courtyard, and there was an extra layer of white frost in the courtyard, and under the moonlight, it was lonely and cold.

The lantern in his hand flickered for some reason, Gu Cheng didn't look at it, but for some reason, he found that the flames in the lantern flickered, with the pace, the hoarfrost on the ground became more and more white, and the flames in the lantern in his hand flickered even more, and the child's voice came intermittently outside the gate.

He didn't notice in the room, how could such a weak voice penetrate such a distance, at this time, he stood inside the door, his chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and an arm grew out of the boulder, and the arm stretched out its claws, pinching his heart and covering his lips.

Unable to breathe, his lungs were short, his pores were rapidly sweating, his face was red, his head was deprived of oxygen, and he suddenly felt like he was dying.

"Abba."

Through the door, childish, swishing, I want a warm current to flow into my heart, so the sense of oppression disappeared instantly, and it seemed like it was just a nightmare just now.

Gu Cheng was silent for a while, and rolled out of the grave.

"Crunch."

The door was gently opened in a corner.

In the dim light of the lantern, a child only two to three years old stood in front of the gate.

He was dressed plainly, like the children of the people of Qiqi City, his face was pale, his eyes were clear, and his clear eyes were different, revealing a warmth.

Gu Cheng took a few steps back unnaturally

"It's so late, he's so young, whose child? It's too bad to be an adult."

He felt a little stupid, then squatted down and asked, "Child, where is your home, I'll take you home." ”

"Abba."

The child looked at him intently and called out softly.

"Abba? … I'm not your Abba, you tell me where your home is, or what your Abba and Aunt's name is. Brother's name, Sister's name can also be? ”

"Abba... Abba. ”

The child's little hands reached out to him and looked at him affectionately, as if he were looking at his own father.

Gu Cheng's nose was sore, his eyes were hot, he put down the lantern and took him into his arms.

At the beginning, when I woke up, there was a burst of pain, the sweat soaked through the quilt, the heart was more like a fire, burning violently, the lips were cracked, and the face was scalded by boiling water.

For a year, they had been dependent on each other, helpless, and finally crossed, and now, the child in front of them, that voice: "Abba." How could he hold back?

"Why are you so cold?"

Gu Cheng picked him up, closed the door, and asked as he went to the bedroom.

"Abba."

The child in his arms stretched out his little hand, gently stroked his face, and hummed softly.

"Don't be afraid, there's Abba."

Gu Cheng was also surprised by what he said, knowing that it couldn't be his own child, but he couldn't say it for a while, as if deep down in his heart he didn't know why he acquiesced, and there was a strong feeling of wanting to protect him urging him, so that he couldn't help but say it.

Walking into the bedroom, he immediately put him on the bed, turned his head and said, "Ahem... Cough... cough....a cough.

"Abba... Abba... Abba..."

The child's crying and crying became more and more rapid, more and more urgent.

"I'm fine, ahem."

He was weak, and he heard the strange sound in the room inexplicably, and suffered some cold in the courtyard, at this time, he couldn't help it, covered his chest, and squatted on the ground.

"Abba... Abba... Abba..."

The child suddenly climbed down from the bed, and his little hand gently ran down Gu Cheng's back, shouting, "Abba... Abba..."

"I... It's okay. ”

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and tried to hold back, but his nose was sore, and tears fell down his cheeks.

"Abba... Abba......"

"Abba... Abba...."

The child's tears were rolling, and his hands were running down Gu Cheng's back one by one.

After a while, Gu Cheng took a big breath and was relieved.

"From today on, you are the pulse, my son, I am your Abba, no one wants to take it away from me."

His eyes were full of affection, solid as a rock, and he said lovingly.

"Abba..."

Gu Cheng covered him with the quilt, and when he just got up and was about to start the fire, the child in the quilt turned his head, stretched out his little hand, looked at him with both eyes, and hummed softly: "Abba." ”

"Maimai, Abba doesn't leave, Abba is here, sleep!"

Gu Cheng endured the cold, endured his tiredness, put his little hand back on the quilt, sat next to him, and looked at him silently.

Gradually, the sound of rustling became louder and louder, and the room became brighter and brighter, although it became brighter, but Gu Cheng still felt that the cold was very heavy, and his body gradually became cold, but his heart was warm, and he just coughed a few times.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

A round stone bounced out of Jiuxuan Mountain, the Dragon Chair Cave, and the grave of the old man Gao, just popped out, and immediately exploded, turning into a bloody face, the face was horizontal and vertical, and was cut countless times by the knife, and the blood flowed down the mouth, little by little, on the bloody face, there were two deep eyes, the eyes were like a whirlpool, attracting themselves, so that the face was getting closer and closer, and it was not clear to see, and it was about to stick to his face, and the dull voice was getting more and more urgent, getting closer and closer, close to the ear.

"Ahh

He screamed, grabbed desperately with both hands, and rolled to the ground at once.

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