It is too easy to be empty above, and the beginning is a breath of Xuanhuang Zhu;

The primordial order has cause and effect, and the primordial chaotic spirit emerges;

Tai Chi Yin and Yang give birth to all things, and Yin and Yang are reversed to give birth to demons;

Gods and demons have the same root and different paths, compatible and disillusioned and return to nothingness;

The devil traps the gods, and skillfully manipulates the way of heaven to create incarnations;

Extreme luck mortal womb into the Tao fruit, reorganize the void gods and demons;

Too much outside is too nothing, fate will be good and bad;

Who is in charge of the three thousand avenues, and the true meaning of enlightenment Li Taichu.

The sun is in the sky, the clouds are light and the wind is light, the barren grass and trees are lush, the whitebait plays in the water, the butterflies dance and the flowers are bushes, and the bright children catch insects and chase the wind.

This is a lush suburb, a chubby little boy, playing alone among the flowers and plants. He is four or five years old, with a bun on his head, a round face, silkworm eyebrows, big eyes, double eyelids, a small mouth, ingots ears, clear eyebrows, and good facial features. He is small among his peers, but his body is very strong, and he has an innate majesty between his eyebrows. It's really a fairy boy who is rare in a hundred years, and it's very cute. He wears dark coarse cloth clothes, an earthy gray shirt, earthy gray pants, and a black belt. Clothes are patched at the knees and elbows. A pair of cloth shoes of a little tiger are very fine and vivid. It can be seen that the little boy's parents love him very much, but the family background must not be very good.

This baby's personality is also introverted and quiet, such a big child should be laughing and playing with the children, but he is alone chasing the wind and fluttering butterflies among the grass and trees. I don't know which family it is, but his parents are so relieved that he is alone in the suburbs, but they also let him enjoy the happiness of growing up freely since he was a child. Perhaps only in this remote mountain village, surrounded by mountains, and poor traffic can there be such a quiet and harmonious life. If it is in the middle of the city, such a little doll is not eye-catching, either touched by a car or horse, or lost and unable to find a home, or is abducted by someone, and can not leave the care of the family for a moment.

The little boy was playing by himself in the suburbs, sometimes closing his eyes and quietly listening to the singing of the birds in the trees, sometimes lying on the ground watching the ants looking for food, sometimes watching the bees busy collecting honey among the flowers, sometimes looking up at the changes in the sky, and sometimes standing there quietly stretching out his hands and feeling the breeze blowing through his fingers.

Suddenly, he faintly heard a faint wail. The voice is very weak, and this quiet little doll has an innate fit with nature, and can only be heard by hearing it.

He often wanders alone in the suburbs, and is familiar with the sounds of this place. You can hear who is walking in the distance, you can hear which bird is singing in the trees, and you can hear which cricket is making music in the grass. But this voice has never been heard, which arouses the curiosity of children.

The little boy searched in the direction from which the sound came and came to a place. In a radius of more than 10 meters, the grass and trees are taller than adults. That's where the sound comes from.

He burrowed into the grass, and in the middle of it was a dry well. This well has a diameter of three meters, five or six meters deep, and is made of large pieces of bluestone, and there is no water at the bottom of the well for a long time, and I don't know how many years it has been abandoned. The little boy lay on the edge of the well and looked down, and saw a yellow weasel lying on the ground at the bottom of the well. There was still blood on the weasel's body and on the ground, and the blood stains had dried. The weasel was wounded, probably for a while. The subtle cry was a faint wail before it died.

Next to the weasel was a two- or three-meter-long python, which was dark all over and had a somewhat square body, thicker than the thighs of a little boy. The python was blinded in both eyes, and there were scars on its body, and there was a terrifying blood hole seven inches away. Lying there motionless with his belly upside down, looking dead.

At a glance at this scene, it must be that the weasel and the black python had a fierce battle in the dry well. I just don't know how the weasel's tiny body killed this python. But it was also injured and couldn't get up.

The little boy shouted to the bottom of the well, "Xiao Huang, what's wrong with you, are you injured?" He is kind by nature, but he is also naturally ignorant, ignorant of the dangers of the world, and not afraid of heaven and earth.

The weasel heard someone speak and moved his body. The little boy reacted to it, apparently hearing himself. I secretly said in my heart: I am afraid that it will starve to death sooner or later if it climbs at the bottom of the well like this. Then he said to the weasel, "Are you hungry? I'll go find you something to eat! With that, he got up, got out of the grass, and ran towards his home.

After a while, the little boy returned to the well, panting, holding a steamed bun and half a cooked fish in his hand. He squatted on the edge of the well and said to Xiao Huang, "I'm back!" and threw the steamed buns and fish to the bottom of the well.

The weasel had been lying at the bottom of the well for days, already looking like he was waiting to die. Smelling the fragrance of food, he also came to his senses, shook the dried blood stains on his body, and opened his eyes listlessly. Struggling to crawl to the food, gulping down it. The little boy was relieved to see that he was seriously injured, but fortunately he was still able to eat. He didn't speak, and watched quietly as he finished eating the food.

After eating the food, the weasel came to strength, staggered to get up, but fell again, tried several times, and the result was the same, and blood flowed out of the scabbed place, so he simply lay there, closed his eyes and remained motionless. The little boy saw that it seemed to be asleep and left quietly.

From then on, he came to bring food to Xiao Huang once a day, and then stayed with him for a while and said a few words. Day after day, a month has passed, and a baby and a beast have also exchanged feelings. Although Xiao Huang did not speak, he could fully understand the little boy's words and respond with body movements. From time to time, draw some strange patterns on the ground for the little boy to see. The little boy didn't know what it was, and most of it couldn't remember. But after looking at the pattern, the little boy only felt that his mind was clear, refreshed, and his mood was comfortable, and even his walking became quiet, and his steps were much lighter. Naturally, the little boy didn't know that this weasel was not an ordinary yellow goblin. It saw the number of the little boy's life, and that when he was six years old, there would be a catastrophe of life and death. This little yellow actually spent a hundred years of cultivation and drew seventy-two earthly evil runes for him, helping the little boy change his life against the sky. Changing one's life against the sky is against the way of heaven, don't say that no one has this ability, even if they have this ability, how many people dare to do it. That's damnation. The way of heaven is vast and unfathomable, how can a little fox who is still shallow in Taoism be able to control it casually. The little fox's kindness, although it avoided the mortal disaster for the little boy, but it caused endless disasters!

Xiao Huang's food is still good, although he can't eat meat, he can almost eat fish. In the countryside, as long as people are diligent, they will not go hungry. Vegetables, scrapes, and grain are all grown at home, and there is never a shortage of poultry, but they all have to go to the town to repay the money, and they are reluctant to eat it. It is also close to the river reservoir and the fish is the cheapest. Go to the river and lay a net casually, and you will have endless fish and shrimp to eat in one day.

The little boy took care of it so carefully, Xiao Huang's injuries healed quickly, and his already fine yellow and shiny hair became smoother and brighter. On this day, the little boy came to bring him food again, and saw Xiao Huang staggering around at the bottom of the well.

"Xiao Huang, you can finally move, I'll help you up!" After saying that, the little boy got out of the grass and ran towards the village to the east.

The shemale has a different path, this little boy is contaminated with the grievances of the demon clan, and he doesn't know whether it is a blessing or a curse!