Chapter 9 Life is Rare
Zhu Jianxi hurriedly said: "How to save it?" β
Pin Qilei looked up to the sky and laughed very confidently, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and just as he was listening to it, he put out a sentence, which made everyone's heart cold for a while, and only heard him say: "I don't know!" β
He Yunwu was angry at that time: "Then what you say is the same as the truth!" β
"It's true!"
Jiang Zhiyong interjected at this time: "True or false, this is all secondary." The problem now is that the girl you said is now dead in the capital, so how can you save it. β
"Tut-tut, isn't it gone?" Pin Qilei said disdainfully: "Do you know how the third prince of Nezha survived?" β
Qiu Yiru said: "Legend has it that after Nezha died, he used a lotus flower as his body and was born with a soul. Pin Big Brother means ......"
"Borrow the maple and pay it back!"
Everyone said in unison: "Borrowing maple and returning? β
"That's right! It is necessary to spread the red leaves of the maple trees in the mountains and the water to the ice to guide it. And......" he paused, as if it were a joke, "she needs someone with a lot of mana to run her spells." β
"Good! Let's go! He Yunwu raised his feet and stepped out, but he was grabbed by the back of the placket and almost fell.
He said unhappily: "What are you anxious about, do you know where you are?" β
He Yunwu wanted to refute, but when he thought that it was indeed his own impulse, he rolled his eyes, and just asked angrily, "Where?" β
The corners of Pin's mouth rose: "You've been, guess?" β
Maple tree red leaves, to the ice of water - red maple mountain! Thinking so, He Yunwei blurted out.
"More than that, it should be the top of the Red Maple Mountain."
Zhu Jianxi hurriedly said: "No matter where it is, I'll go with you!" β
The eunuch on the side couldn't care about the rudeness, so he hurriedly knelt out to stop it, and persuaded her again and again before she dispelled her thoughts.
And Qiu Yiru was really worried, and because she had nowhere to return to her house, she immediately got up and said that she was going. Although Jiang Zhiyong didn't know the woman, he was willing to accompany Qiu Yiru there.
Without further ado, go to bed early and leave the next day.
As they walked, they didn't know that they were being stared at behind them. The stalker kept a distance of twelve feet from them at all times, following them closely.
A gust of wind blew, and the leaves were fluttering, and a lot of them fell, like flying butterflies and hovering light swallows. They were separated from the trees and from the leaning, and landed quietly, obediently not making a sound. There was another gust of wind, cold and cold, not as warm as half of what was just now, and everyone couldn't help but pull their clothes. It's almost autumn.
After a few more turns, Pin Qilei realized that the situation was not right, glanced behind him, and motioned to everyone. They immediately understood, exchanged glances with each other, and at first continued to walk as if nothing had happened, and after a while they suddenly entered the dense forest.
And after this stalker was brought into the dense forest, he couldn't find their shadow at all, and it took a while to understand that this was a trap, and he was about to exit the forest, but he was firmly pressed to the ground by three big men, unable to move.
"White cat?"
"Evil cat!"
"Snow Lotus!"
"Tail!"
The four of them exclaimed in unison, with different names.
He Yunwu hugged the cat's neck: "Okay, you are a bad cat, you will not change your dead nature!" He was deliberately reckless, and paused and said, "Sister Yiru, don't be afraid, I'll fall to death." β
"Impulsive!" Pin Qilei snatched the cat over, "Do you have long eyes?" Is this only a tail good? β
Qiu Yiru said hurriedly, "What if the snow lotus regrows its tail?" β
Pin Qilei came up and was about to pat her on the head, but after thinking that she was a woman, there was a pug next to him staring at him vigilantly, and he withdrew his hand sheepishly: "You think it's a gecko?" Joke! β
Qiu Yiru was a little ashamed, Jiang Zhiyong warmly held her hand and blocked in front of her: "Brother Pin, then what do you say is going on?" The voice is still good, but it is slightly gloomy. Qiu Yiru looked at him gratefully.
Pin Qilei looked at the cat and said: "The girl of the Mo family is really not ordinary...... and it is rare to speak quietly, and everyone did not hear it clearly.
"What did you say?" He Yunwu said impatiently.
"I said, it's actually the tail of the snow spirit, and it is transformed into a cat with the spiritual power of Lao Mo. It's a dead thing, can it die again? β
When He Yunwu heard the title of "Lao Mo", he was angry: "Who do you say is old!" You're old! Your whole family is old! β
"That's what I'm called, what?" Pin Qilei looked at the cat, "You told him, what are you talking about, it's annoying me." β
Little Tail looked at everyone's expressions, and said timidly: "The master is right, I got my life because of Sister Ling Ran, and I also want to save her." β
Seeing what He Yunwu wanted to say, he hurriedly continued: "But I'm afraid that you will misunderstand, so I ...... it."
"As a result, we still misunderstood you." Qiu Yiru's heart rippled with pity.
Jiang Zhiyong thought for a while and said, "No wonder white cats were found in two different places last night, it turned out to be like this." But......" he turned to Pin Qilei, "Brother Pin, how do you see that?" β
He smiled and did not answer.
A few days later, they finally reached Red Maple Mountain.
The red maple mountain really lives up to its name, and the mountains are full of red maples. The mountains are towering into the clouds, covering the sky and the sun. The sun shines directly on the sunny side, and I only feel that the red is golden, and there is vitality; The light on the shady side is dim, and the autumn leaves are dull and gloomy.
The top of the mountain is sharp, and the sky is pierced; The mountainside was wrapped in clouds, and the feather garment was on the body; And at the foot of the mountain...... The village of Red Maple is still dilapidated, silently telling of what has happened.
Seeing everyone's sorrow, he stepped behind and pushed them: "Hey, hey, go." Nothing to see, go! β
He Yunwu touched the comb on his chest, looked at the little tail on the side, and couldn't help sighing, but immediately put on a smiling face, and also pulled the rest of the people: "Go up the mountain." "He didn't want to hurt again.
"Go to the sunny side and see if the old man is there." The thunderbolt led everyone to a path that looked like it had just been opened. "Let's go, maybe someone has already given up a human being?"
It was two hours to go, looking up at the sky, the sky was brilliant, and the sunset threw down the last glory unhurriedly, slowly covering his face. Looking to the side again, I was just able to reach the clouds, and it turned out that I was only halfway up the mountain!
And though the crowd was tired, no one cried out that they were tired. As we walked, the path slowly widened, and the mountain went inward to form a flat land, on which was a very small hedged house.
"Quirk Immortal. I'm here againβ" Pin Qilei patted the fence door, in fact, he could have jumped in, but in order to save face for the old man, he behaved politely. "Quirk Immortals, Immortalsβ"
He Yunwei explained to the other two, and they knew that this was the person who was very likely to save Ling Ran.
"Qui Ladle Immortal! You can't open the door, I'll jump in and kick it! Pin Qilei obviously lost his patience, "Old man, come out!" If you don't come out again, do you hear the vegetables I planted for you? β
"I counted, one, two......"
The door opened before the sound of "three", and out of the door came an old man with a ruddy face and good spirits, who opened the fence door with some displeasure.
Pin Qilei pushed the immortal away, pulled He Yunwei across the fence, and went into the house. He Yunwu grabbed Jiang Zhiyong by hand, and Jiang Zhiyong kept holding Qiu Yiru, so a series of people entered the house. The small tail is a close second.
At this time, the sun leaped and was completely hidden, and in the eastern sky, the moon was almost full, and it had begun to sprinkle silver.
The decoration in the house looks simple and elegant, but the living room is too small, and only five people and one cat can't turn around.
The Kui Ladle Immortals were a little happy in their hearts, seeing that they still didn't know how difficult it was to retreat? So he deliberately said: "Feel free to sit, I'll boil water and make tea for you." β
Sit...... Where? In addition to the thunder, all of them are embarrassed.
Pin Qilei patted the immortal on the shoulder with one hand: "Isn't it kind, half of the mountainside has been hollowed out by you to build a living room, and you just stuffed us in such a broken place?" The immortal's eyelids jumped a few times.
Pin Qilei continued to be angry: "Hurry up and arrange the living room!" It's all immortal, and it's still so stingy. "Actually, he is not stingy, he has cultivated immortals for tens of thousands of years, and he has gone into the world alone, and he can not even take his life for the sake of justice, so how can he be reluctant to have a few rooms? He just didn't want to clean up because he was lazy.
The immortal smiled embarrassedly: "My house has been uninhabited for a long time, it has fallen into dust, and the musty smell is big, I'm afraid it will not be good for your health to live in." β
"You old man! I had a great stay the other day. Pin Qilei glanced at him and saw through his thoughts, "I'm afraid I'm not lazy, I don't want to clean up, right?" β
"Why!" The immortal naturally didn't want others to see his shortcomings, "Just wait a minute." Then he turned around and went to clean up. After a while, he came out sweating profusely, gritted his teeth and announced, "You can rest." β
Everyone immediately got up and walked to the back room, only to find that the small living room made of wood was tightly connected to the hollow mountain, and there were many rooms inside. They each picked one and lay down on their own beds.
"Why don't you go to rest?" The immortal sat down to wipe his sweat and said angrily.
"Why don't you use spells? Tired or not? He gloated.
"I don't want to."
Pin Qilei pouted: "Eh, old man......"
"Don't call me that, Oriju." The immortal's high voice turned into a low voice, "I don't know that I have lived for more than 100,000 years, and I still call myself a junior like this, I really don't want to be ......."
"Don't want anything?" Despite the small sound, he could hear it clearly.
"It's not a face anyway." The immortal said deliberately.
"Okay, okay, no kidding." "Do you know the soul cultivation comb?" β
"Do you have its whereabouts?"
"Right here."
"Zenya! Then your ......" "Shhhh
The immortal knew that he was speechless, and turned to something else: "You can just bring the comb and its owner back, why bother to come to me?" β
"The master is dead."
"Dead! What's going on, isn't there that thing to protect the body? β
"She was burned by the furnace, after all, it is a soul cultivation comb, and her strength is only enough to keep her soul."
"It's a problem. Once the master died, it was impossible for the soul comb to save anyone. β
"But what if its owner is resurrected?"
"Resurrection?" The burly immortal rolled his eyes: "The red maple makes a comb, the red maple makes a man, and the flowing water is used to cultivate the soul through the comb." And here it is exactly everything. I see why you're here. β
"There's just one thing that's hard to do."
"You say."
"It is necessary to use a person with advanced Taoism to drain all the mana in order to succeed."
The Tao is profound...... Isn't it just yourself? And a person who has tens of thousands of years of Taoism has lost his mana in an instant, and what he needs to endure is greater pain than peeling his skin and picking tendons, and his heart is piercing. In short, to send mana is to send death! The Kui Ladle Immortal was silent for a long time.
Seeing that he was embarrassed, he didn't force it, but said, "Forget it, I'll go find someone else." β
"Where are you looking? How many people in the world are higher than me? This is a fact, not a boast, and the immortals do not have any pride in saying this.
Time stopped for a while, and it seemed that the autumn insects had stopped singing.
After a long pause, the Kui Ladle Immortal said, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today." It's busy...... I'll help! β
Pin Qilei looked at him silently, his eyes red: "Good brother! He hugged the person in front of him tightly.
The candle flame was faint, and the shadows of the two swayed endlessly.
The fog is misty, the stars are dotted, and the distant sky shows the whiteness of the fish's belly; The shadows of the trees are swaying, the red leaves are paved on the ground, and the top of the mountain above is gilded with gold edges. The rooster crows early, and a cadre of people has already walked up the mountain road.
The atmosphere was silent. Everyone just walked intently one step at a time.
When the dress touched the flowers and plants, the dew beaded and rolled down like teardrops, splashed on the ground, shattered like glass, scattered in all directions, but finally absorbed by the soil. The weather is fickle, and after a while, it rains, and it is thin and sliding over the skin, but it also feels cool and pleasant.
He Yunwei held the comb tightly, for fear of breaking it or losing it.
After about two or three hours, they reached the top of the mountain, and before they could rest, they were busy looking for the spring. What else can the coldest water be besides the deep spring on the top of the mountain?
Finally, He Yunwei found that near a craggy and strange rock, there were springs emerging from between the mountains and rocks, and they went down the river.
He touched the spring water with his hand, but before he could touch the water, his hand was frozen and bounced back.
"Coldest water! I found it! Over here! He Yunwu jumped up excitedly, accidentally fell into the water, and when he got up with the stone, he lowered the grass and inadvertently looked behind the stone. I saw that three feet away, there was an exquisite and elegant house, but it was obviously abandoned for a long time.
Probably an illusion, he felt a warm current in his comb.
He shouted to everyone and pushed the door first.
The dust flew violently the moment he pushed open the door, squinting and choking. But He Yunwei just waved his hand, and then walked inside, and there were more cobwebs on the wall on the beams.
This one seems to be a bedroom, but it is cluttered and clearly shows signs of a fight. Suddenly, he screamed, and there was a large pool of dried blood on the ground! What's going on here? Before he had time to think about it, he rushed out of the door. Maybe he was in a hurry, and he tripped over the door frame and fell to the ground.
"What's wrong?" Everyone arrived at the spring and hurried again.
He Yun pointed to the room tremblingly, everyone was confused, and when they were about to go in to see, they deliberately stopped him: "Don't worry about these for now, it's important to save Ling Ran!" β
As he spoke, the burly immortal was ready, only to see him set up a table and solemnly place the soul cultivation comb in the center.