The mirror in the hand of the great shaman is a magic weapon that detains the soul, and a soul is trapped on both sides inside and outside, one of them is younger, the other is older, but the effect is completely opposite, from the secret technique of the great shaman, it is she who forces some gloomy breath from the body, nourishes the young soul, absorbs the old soul, and replenishes herself.

As for what kind of technique it is, Wang Xiaohu can't see it, it doesn't look like a serious way, the big shaman finished casting the method, carefully put the mirror into his arms, just sat like that, quietly looking at the semi-circular bright moon outside the window, as if he had been fooled, but Wang Xiaohu was secretly complaining, I don't know why the big shaman didn't go to sleep, and suddenly became literary and artistic.

In the silence, the moonlight gently reflected on the old face of the great shaman, as if it had been like this since ancient times, this process lasted for about ten minutes, the great shaman sighed faintly, turned around and lay back on the pit, Wang Xiaohu still did not dare to move, until the big shaman's snort gradually sank, and then carefully touched the door.

As soon as Wang Xiaohu's figure came out of the house, the big shaman sat up from the bed silently, looking at Wang Xiaohu's suddenly disappearing back, a trace of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, and the moonlight was still sprinkled, reflecting the stupid Wang Xiaohu out of the big shaman's house.

Far away from the big shaman's house, Wang Xiaohu found a clean place to sit down, out of the mind, the big shaman's house has no life and death, if there is such a divine object, the breath that he exudes, he must be able to feel it, if the big shaman's house is not there, will it be in someone else's house?

There seems to be no such possibility, Leng Tianxiang said that the great shaman followed the pro-army back after finding the book of life and death. Why is the Great Shaman in such a hurry to return? Could it be that he has already found a way to live forever? This thought frightened Wang Xiaohu, if this is the case, has she lived until now? But it doesn't look like it. How old should a person be seven or eight hundred years old, or can he continue his life by using a bronze mirror to perform secret techniques?

The problem is not difficult to solve, as long as I see Su He tomorrow, I will understand everything as soon as I ask, what should I do next? Wang Xiaohu was a little undecided, he couldn't get out of this ghost place. I can't be idle, I think about it, or continue to look for the book of life and death.

There are only about 100 families in the village. Men and women, old and young, are only five or six hundred people, which is almost half of what they entered the mountain back then. Even more pitiful. There are still some things in the big shaman's house, other families can almost only be described as abject poverty, there are cabinets and tables at home, they are all considered wealthy, Wang Xiaohu sneaked into ten families in one night, not to mention life and death, not even a thing that can shine in front of his eyes.

Tossed all night. Wang Xiaohu found nothing, and saw that the sky was getting brighter. For fear of being discovered by Wu Ya, he sneaked back to the valley, Wu Ya was sleeping deeply, Wang Xiaohu breathed a sigh of relief, lay on the straw paved ground, and fell asleep.

Sleeping soundly, Wang Xiaohu felt in a trance that someone approached to grab his backpack, and suddenly woke up and grabbed the person who was sneaking up, and heard a cry, the voice was very tender, Wang Xiaohu woke up and saw clearly that it was Su He, this kid obviously let Wang Xiaohu feed him hungry, and he came uninvited, wanting to steal the chocolates in Wang Xiaohu's backpack.

Wang Xiaohu was in a cold sweat, there were not only some inconsequential things in his backpack, the yellow belt left by the master, and all kinds of magic weapons were in the bag, if Su He took it secretly, he would lose one...... Wang Xiaohu really didn't dare to imagine it, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "If you don't give it to you, you will steal it?" Let's go, find your family! ”

Wang Xiaohu had a lot of strength, Su He was caught by him, and he was startled by Wang Xiaohu's sudden arrival, wow...... A cry came out, sobbing and sobbing: "I didn't want to steal your things, I just wanted to see how many black things you had left......"

Su Yiyi cried, Wang Xiaohu was a little unbearable, after all, he was a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, he had never seen modern civilization, seeing him crying sadly, he took out the little chocolate left from the bag and handed it to Su He, saying: "Okay, okay, don't cry, little man, what's the matter with crying nose?" When Lao Tzu was as old as you, he beat three people by himself, and he was beaten to the point that his head was broken and he didn't shed half a drop of horse urine, don't cry, cry again and I'll beat you......"

Wang Xiaohu didn't coax the child, he originally wanted to say good things, and the exit became like this, in fact, he still underestimated the impact of chocolate on Su He, this child saw chocolate like a wolf saw a sheep, took it and tore open the package, put it in his mouth, and was intoxicated, and he stopped crying for a long time.

Su He's kung fu of crying when he wanted to cry and stop making Wang Xiaohu breathtaking, seeing that there were still teardrops on his face, he sighed, thought about it, and asked Su He: "Boy, I want to ask you something, how many shamans are there in your village, how old is the big shaman this year?" ”

"Just a great shaman, a great shaman Tibu? Tengger is 59 years old this year, and I heard from my mother that the great shaman will elect a saint in the village this year, and when she ascends to heaven at the age of 60, the saint will succeed her as the next great shaman. ”

Su He, a child who has never been out of the mountain, naturally can't stand Wang Xiaohu's clichés, and it doesn't take much effort, so he understands in detail what he knows, the shaman in the village is the inheritance system, and all the shamans are called Tibu? Tengri, translated into Chinese, means a person who is an angel, every shaman is fifty-nine years old when he chooses a saint from the village, succeeds the next great shaman, after selecting the saint, the great shaman will take the saint to the cave full of graves, stay in the cave for seven days, give all the skills to the saint, and then the saint will come out of the cave and become the new great shaman, and the old shaman will die in the cave, and this has been the case for hundreds of years.

After the saint became a great shaman, she could not marry, but could only be lonely for the rest of her life, and then she would choose the saint when she was fifty-nine years old...... After Su He finished speaking, Wang Xiaohu was silent for a long time, it sounded like a strange ritual of an ancient nation, but there were many doubts, first of all, what is a Jiazi in sixty years? Secondly, can all great shamans live to be sixty years old? Even if they are not sick or have lived to this age, how do they know that they will die at the age of sixty? What if you don't die, stay in the cave and wait to die?

There are more and more eccentricities in the village, and Wang Xiaohu feels that the longer he stays in the village, the more difficult things he will find to explain, especially what puzzled him, what happened back then? For what, the pro-army team gave up their families, gave up everything, and walked into Helan Mountain, isolated from the world, what are they running away from?

The pasty-like mystery made Wang Xiaohu's brain hurt, so he didn't want to, and went out with Su He to find Wu Ya, Wu Ya was washing clothes in the sun, as if there would never be clothes that could never be washed, Wang Xiaohu looked at Wu Ya's thin body, but there was a trace of warmth in his heart, he never expected to have a sweet love, but at this age, there is always a trace of fantasy in his heart, and Wu Ya meets all his fantasies, beautiful, kind, persistent, but unfortunate.

Some people can always find each other, get close to each other, warm each other, and what's even more wonderful is that some feelings have actually been determined at first glance, just like Wang Xiaohu fell from the cliff and mistook Wu Ya for a little dragon girl, that glance Wu Ya had already left a mark on his heart, and Wu Ya watched Wang Xiaohu fall from the sky, to her side, not disliking her, as if the immortal God knew her loneliness and sent down an angel to save her, Wang Xiaohu was also imprinted into Wu Ya's heart in an instant.

Wang Xiaohu was intoxicated by the scene in front of him, but Su He looked at Wang Xiaohu puzzled and said: "Brother Xiaohu, if you want to marry, there are beautiful girls in the village, I can see that they all like you very much, you can just pick one of them, that one is more beautiful than Wuya's ugly and weird." ”

Stinky boy! Know a fart? Wang Xiaohu wanted to tell him that Wu Ya is not ugly at all, as long as Wu Ya goes out of the mountain, she will be absolutely shocked by the rivers and lakes, what supermodels, celebrities, to hell with it, Wu Ya's beauty is not only in her face and figure, that kind of natural beauty has long been extinct in today's prosperous world, as long as Wu Ya goes out, she will become a goddess in the minds of countless people.

But does Su He understand this? Wang Xiaohu was dejected and found that in terms of appearance alone, Wu Ya was indeed not a beauty in the village, so Wang Xiaohu was a little shocked by this discovery, and then thought of a possibility, if the beauty in the village suddenly appeared in real life, would it be a disaster?

How many men will go crazy about it, fight for it, and do whatever it takes! Wang Xiaohu remembered the lonely grave in Lijia Village, just a woman who escaped from the village, just a day's work, and such drastic changes, which have made some old men in Lijia Village still remember, even although the old village chief didn't say it, Wang Xiaohu also knew that he was thinking about that woman all the time.

It's better for the women of the village to stay in the mountains! Wang Xiaohu flashed this thought, and then smiled bitterly, he couldn't get out, what did he worry about for others? What's more, even if he can get out, he will only take Wu Ya alone, and others will continue to stay in this fairyland, Wang Xiaohu looked at Wu Ya sweating like rain beating her clothes, a trace of warmth appeared in her heart, and said to Su He: "What do you know about a little child?" In my heart, your sister Wuya is the most beautiful, and no matter how beautiful the others are, they don't belong to me. ”

"So many women and little tiger brothers can't look down on it, they like Wu Ya, an ugly monster, you are really a weirdo!" Su Yiyi made the final decision and defined Wang Xiaohu as a weirdo, but Wang Xiaohu smiled: "I'm really a weirdo." After speaking, he shouted to Wu Ya: "Wu Ya, I'll help you wash your clothes, and strode over." ”

Su He looked at Wang Xiaohu alone, and was very puzzled: "Weird, it's really weird, but weird's black stuff is really delicious......"

Thanks: Monthly ticket cast by the blue tarot card, Thanks: Coffee under the sun Vote for the monthly ticket, Thanks: Forever Tianxiang voted for the monthly ticket. Thanks to the brothers for the monthly passes, hehe. I wish you all a happy Qixi Festival and find your other half as soon as possible. (To be continued......)