After leaving the Gonggong tribe, Shi Ji returned the same way and fulfilled her promise.

"I'll be back!"

That's her promise.

The co-worker tribe solves more than just the problem of the co-worker tribe.

The myths she tells are far-reaching.

"Master Qin, our tribe is ahead!"

The excited voices of the men leading the way in front trembled a little.

"The luthier is here!"

The man roared, and I don't know how many people in his dreams were awakened and how many children were scared and cried.

The tribe was in turmoil.

One by one, the witches are enthusiastic.

"Pianomaster, you're back!"

"Piano Master, please come inside!"

The wind is hot at night.

There is wine, there is meat, there is a luthier, what is not satisfied?

The bonfire burned the prairie and reflected every rough but sincere face.

"Ding......

The sound of the harp sounded, the flames danced, the wine became stronger, and the meat became more fragrant.

After the song was played, I don't know how many people were drunk and how many people slept.

"One more song!"

The drunkard's whispering woke up many people.

Shi Ji smiled and said yes.

The strings are plucked again, and the melody is flying again.

It is the echo of the earth, the snoring of the mountain, like thunder, but it does not explode.

"The luthier's temper is so good!"

One by one, the witches fell down again, snoring like thunder.

......

Another tribe.

A pair of sad old eyes looked at Shi Ji and said, "Master Qinshi, isn't Zhou Mountain down, isn't Pangu Father God gone?"

Shi Ji thought for a while, dispersed the mist in the sky, pointed to the sun above his head and said: "That's the left eye of the Pangu God, the moon is the right eye of the Pangu God, whether it's day or night, the Pangu God is looking at you!"

"The sun is the left eye of God the Father, and the moon is the right eye of God the Father...... God the Father looks at us, God looks at us......"

The old witch looked excited and burst into tears.

All the witches excitedly grabbed the hand of the brother next to them and shook it hard!

The Father is watching us, and the Father is always watching us!

......

"Master luthier, have you ever been to the sun?" a childish voice.

A group of curious children surrounded her.

"Been there. ”

"Is it hot in the sun?"

"Hot!"

"Master Piano, you ...... You...... Can you play the piano for us?"

The little girl who spoke was a little shy and hid behind her little brother.

"Good!"

The sun is shining and the spring flowers are blooming.

......

Shi Ji walked through tribe after tribe with the piano on her back, telling stories one after another, playing witch songs that had never been played before, and she became more and more like a bard.

She went from the last promise to the first, patient, easy-going.

The good temper of the violinist spread throughout the Wu clan.

Kuafu tribe, thousands of miles of peach blossoms.

The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

Changed.

Shi Ji walked into the peach blossom forest.

The demon bee buzzed like a frightened bird.

Shi Ji raised his head and vaguely acquainted.

She shook her head.

The letter was fetched with peach blossom brew.

Behind the ass is a group of little guys with dangling pigtails.

The black eyes are full of curiosity, and the little feet are very cute when they step on the peach blossoms.

The barefoot man in the back is a little stunning.

Peach blossoms under wine, there are stories, there are pianos.

......

Houtu tribe, Shi Ji first went to the Houtu Temple, met the witches, and played a song "Ode to Houtu".

She came to the Temple of the Arrow God, the Arrow God Arrow was created soon after it was created without an owner, the Arrow God is a sinner of the Wu Clan, in front of him is the hero who shoots the sun, and behind him there is only stigma.

The Temple of the Arrow God is deserted, and no one cares about it.

Shi Ji and his two disciples pushed open the door of the Arrow God Temple.

The footsteps of the three echoed in the empty hall.

Bows and arrows are dusty.

Shi Ji's finger ran over the arrow on the arrow stand.

"You know, I'm a descendant of the Arrow God!"

She took an arrow and walked to the throne in her hand.

The throne of God carries two wings and spreads its wings to fly.

This is Yi.

Shi Ji brushed off the soil on the throne and walked down again.

"Come here!"

Shi Ji beckoned to the two disciples, and she sat down on the steps.

Shi Ji patted his side, "Sit!"

"Disciple doesn't dare!"

Xuan Yu's buttocks were halfway through because of the bear's words.

"I'll sit you. ”

Shi Ji glanced at the bear lightly.

Little Bear sat down on the right side of the rock.

One left and one right, the three masters and apprentices sat side by side on the stone steps under the divine seat.

Shi Ji looked at the front of the hall and said in an ethereal voice: "Actually, there are very few things I can teach you, this is the case thousands of years ago, and it is still the same after a thousand years, Wu, it is different after all." ”

Only then did Xuan Yu realize that the teacher was talking to him, and he hurriedly said, "The disciple has learned a lot from the teacher. ”

Shi Ji still stared blank and didn't look at him, "Do you know why I want you to keep reciting mantras?"

"For the sake of the disciple to become stronger!" Xuan Yu said in a humble heart.

That's right. Wu does not seek from the outside, there is blood power, there are also laws and powers, the development of blood power needs to be constantly fighting, the Wu clan is warlike, will be stronger and stronger, and you don't like to fight, and you are afraid of death, as a teacher, let you hide in the inheritance hall to practice witch spells, this is a thousand years ago for the teacher to set the way for you, witchcraft magic power is the main, combat skills refining body as a supplement, and finally achieve, in the witch clan, witchcraft magic power is the strongest, in Taoism, the flesh is the strongest, to be the first great magic power of the Wu clan, for the teacher to think that the plan is not wrong, but the result is unsatisfactory, what went wrong? Can you tell you?"

"I ...... I ......" The usually sharp-toothed young man bowed his head in shame.

"What do you like?" Shi Ji said, "This question is a thousand years late, but I still want to ask you once, after all, what we have now is time, if we are wrong, we will change, if I am wrong, I will change, if you are wrong, you will change, I will learn to be a teacher, you will learn to be a disciple." ”

"Teacher, the disciple is wrong!" Xuan Yu was a little afraid.

"Don't admit your mistakes easily, think about my question, by the way, do you want to practice archery?"

The young man glanced at Shi Ji and said weakly: "My soldier is a sword." ”

"Swords and arrows are the same, from tomorrow onwards, I will teach you to practice arrows for the teacher!"

Why are swords and arrows the same? The boy never dared to ask this question.

"Bear ......"

"The disciple is here!"

The bear was about to stand up.

"Don't get up, sit!"

"Yes. ”

Shi Ji said: "I have taught you what the teacher can teach you, but what you want to learn is the teacher but did not teach you, there is a road in the book mountain, the sea of learning is endless, the jade slips in the book house, each piece is hard-won, and it is extremely precious, there are mantras that have been inherited through the ages, there are rare secret methods in the world, there are the mysteries of Zhou Tian Xingchen, there are scriptures from the saints, and the experience of being a teacher, that room of books, is for the teacher to pass on all your things, but unfortunately it is not to your heart, thirty-three years and thirty years, how much you have read it, you know in your heart. ”

"Teacher, disciple......"

Shi Ji's voice said without ups and downs: "If you don't read it, don't read it, for the teacher to take you to the heavenly court, to the Moon Palace, to the East China Sea, to the Tang Valley, to see the Emperor of Heaven, to see the Nine Heavens Moon God, to see the masters of the Three Sects, to see the saints of the Three Sects, to see the God of the Sun, these scenery, these masters, can only be accessed by the height of the teacher, I have seen, I have acquainted, it is all yours, this is what the teacher can give you in the end, read thousands of books, travel thousands of miles, and the teacher will not ask you what Tao you want to cultivate for the third time, your Tao will eventually have to go by yourself, you are out of the teacher." ”

Xiao Xiong knelt on the ground and said in a panic: "Teacher, don't you want a disciple?"

Shi Ji said: "You are a teacher, or my disciple, you can say to anyone at any time, you are my Shiji's disciple, you are wrong to me, one day as a teacher, a lifetime as a teacher." ”

"Teacher......" Little Bear red-eyed.

Xuanyu too.

Shi Ji said: "Skull Mountain will always be your home, no matter when, you can go back, no matter how much trouble you cause, as long as you walk in front of the teacher, I will support you, but if you die outside, no matter whether it is right or wrong, I will not avenge you, Xuanyu died and returned to heaven and earth, there is no need to collect the body, the bear is dead, someone in Skull Mountain will collect the body......"

Sunrise in the East.

In front of the Arrow Temple, there are three masters and apprentices, one in front and two behind, practicing arrows.

Xuan Yu was holding a sword in his hand.

One move, one style, straight and unswerving.