The corpse feet trampled on the red powder, and immediately a burnt smell rose.

A corpse that was considered complete was directly ignited by the red powder, and a red flame burst out in the dark night, like the rising sun.

If ordinary people are ignited by the formation, they will also have the intention of retreating.

But this is a corpse with no consciousness, they have no intention of retreating, they go one after another, the burning body is immediately swallowed up by the tide of corpses, trampled on the shape, and the flames are extinguished.

A flash of light illuminated Liang Yu's face.

Liang Yu's face was even more terrifying than that group of walking corpses, he bared his teeth and danced with a knife in his hand.

"Damn, Lao Tzu has even cut down the living, and you're still afraid of you dead?"

The horizontal knife in Liang Yu's hand carried the sound of the wind, and he cut off the head of the corpse in front of him.

But the corpse did not pause, and the headless wreckage still pounced on Liang Yu with teeth and claws.

Seeing that Liang Yu was about to be swallowed up by the tide of corpses, on the hillside behind him, General Tie suddenly cried loudly.

The loud crow of chickens resounded through the mud village, and the movements of those corpses suddenly froze in the sound of crows, as if someone had immobilized them, but they were all motionless.

Liang Yu took the opportunity to get out of the corpse tide, the horizontal knife in his hand was still chopping, and he fell to the ground after breaking out of the corpse tide two steps.

On the other hand, the big rooster with colorful feathers, shaking the cockscomb, fluttered and flew into the tide of corpses.

The big rooster's iron claws were like hooks, and his iron beak was like a sword, and he grabbed and pecked, pulling out a trace of black gas from the corpse.

Once the accumulated corpse qi in the corpse is pecked out by the big rooster, the dry bones will immediately fall to the ground, and they will not be able to get up again.

The big rooster of Cailing flew in the tide of corpses, and with his own strength, he actually blocked the gap and stopped the tide of corpses from advancing.

Liang Yu, who was sitting on the ground, was dumbfounded, and muttered alone: "I'm a good man, my iron general is not only invincible in cockfighting, but also so powerful in fighting ghosts together!"

With this big rooster with colorful feathers, the disaster in the mud village has been temporarily delayed, and it can last for another hour.

......

On the back of the barren hills, the low bushes are becoming more and more lush, and the branches and leaves stretch freely.

The night breeze blew, carrying the slightest smell of corpses.

Zhong Ming woke up suddenly, just now he only felt the white light flashing in front of him, and he lost consciousness, and when he woke up again, it was already extremely backward in the shade of the barren mountain.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose with his fingers, Zhong Ming looked around, and when his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he realized that this was his mother's grave.

Zhong Ming frowned, recalling that he was blown away by the woman in white just now, and secretly said that it should be the person who saved him.

Then Zhong Ming checked the situation of the little Taoist Zhang Nianchen, Zhang Nianchen's breathing was stable, he should just be in a coma, just now he vomited blood in his hands, and his pulse was a little weak, and he also needed to recuperate when he went back.

Now that Zhong Ming is fine, he has the idea of returning to the village.

Now that the tide of corpses has not been stopped, it is better to quickly find the old Taoist priest and go back to the mud village.

I don't know where Li Que is now, and what is the situation in the silt village?

Zhong Ming's heart is like a mess, his mind is full of chaos now, he has seen Li Que angry and wants to kill, Zhong Ming knows that he has caused a big disaster, and begging the old Taoist Zhang Daozhen to suppress the corpse tide is Zhong Ming's biggest mistake.

Knowing that it was Bai Yujing's means to win people's hearts, Zhong Ming still wanted to destroy it.

Isn't this clearly against Bai Yujing?

Now this Liang Zi is married to Bai Yujing, but I don't know how far Bai Yujing wants to be investigated.

Sighing, Zhong Ming knew that this matter was beyond his control, and with Li Que's hand to control the ice crystal monster, ten Zhong Ming couldn't beat him!

It was useless to think too much, so Zhong Ming bowed to his mother's grave and muttered: "Mother, if you know anything about the spring, please keep the child well." ”

Just as Zhong Ming was about to visit the grave and carry Zhang Nianchen to leave, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Master got sick a few years ago, he got lovesick, I tried my best to save his old man, and now Master can't keep you well, but don't worry, I have helped you deal with it. ”

I don't know when, a big monster with black hair stood next to Zhong Ming, he knelt on one foot and kowtowed to the grave of Zhong Ming's mother.

Zhong Ming only felt that the cold hair on his whole body stood up, knowing that the black-haired monster had no malicious intent, but Zhong Ming was still frightened by his hideous face, and his back was cold.

Zhong Ming hurriedly got up and made a gesture at the black-haired monster: "Presumably you are the senior of the old mandrill, Zhong Ming thanked you for saving your life, and Meng Lang, the junior when I first met before, accidentally injured the senior." ”

"Don't call me an old mandrill, it's not good, although I am a mandrill, I also have a name, my name is Yaya. As for the grace of saving lives, you don't have to thank you, and you just repay it one by one. ”

The old mandrill named Yaya held Zhong Ming up, the fluffy claws were like human hands, and Zhong Ming was helped up by a pair of strange claws, and he was even more frightened.

Picking up Zhong Ming, Yaya pointed to the big bag with green light on his forehead and said: "A few days ago, it didn't hurt for you to cut my knife, but the old willow ghost in the Taoist temple was a little ruthless, and he whipped me, and it has not been good yet." ”

Zhong Ming hurriedly apologized again, and held him up again: "Don't worship me in the future, Master's kindness to me is greater than heaven, you are his son, I can't stand your kneeling." ”

Hearing the words of the old mandrill, Zhong Ming was full of doubts in his stomach.

I have heard Lao Shanxiao mention his mother several times, all of them are called masters, and I don't know where the two of them got their master-apprentice relationship.

Seeing Zhong Ming's confused eyes, Yaya could also guess what he was thinking.

So Yaya raised his claw and stretched out a finger claw, and the tip of his finger lit up with a soft white light.

"Bring your forehead over and my memory will tell you everything. ”

Looking at the white light on the tip of his teeth and fingers, Zhong Ming was stunned, and he said secretly: Since this old mandrill saved me and said kind words to me, he will definitely not harm me, and look at what is in his white light.

After making up his mind, Zhong Ming put his forehead up.

I saw that the white soft light slowly sank into Zhong Ming's forehead, and the faint white light became the medium connecting Lao Shankui and Zhong Ming.

The old mandrill and Zhong Ming both closed their eyes, and the faint white light reflected the faces of the two, even if the old mandrill's hideous face looked very peaceful, and the two of them looked like they were asleep.

At the same time, Zhong Ming is having a magical experience.

Zhong Ming's eyes were dazzling white light, and he only felt that his body was fluttering, and he floated for a long time before he saw the scenery.

The grass is green, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the bees and butterflies are dancing.

Zhong Ming only felt that he had come to the realm of a fairyland, and he wanted to enjoy this scenery carefully, but his body was not under his control, and he kept walking forward, and he had no intention of enjoying the scenery.

After feeling it for a long time, Zhong Ming reacted, and it turned out that he had turned into the perspective of an old mandrill at this time.

This is the memory of the old mandrill, and it naturally reflects everything the old mandrill has seen.

Zhong Ming kept walking forward, and after walking for a long time, he stopped, and the old mandrill climbed onto a big tree and looked out at a village.

At first, Zhong Ming didn't see where this was, but when Zhong Ming got acquainted with it, he suddenly realized.

Isn't this the same silt village from more than a decade ago?

It's just that more than 10 years ago, the silt village was not what it is today, it was much smaller than it is now.

At that time, the war did not spread to this area, and the villagers relied on the mountains and forests for their livelihood and lived in peace and contentment.

The beautiful scenery he saw just now was not elsewhere, it was this barren hill.

The vicissitudes of life, but for more than ten years, this once vibrant hill has become a hill full of corpses, which is really impressive.

When Zhong Ming came back to his senses, he found that the old mandrill was listening, and there was the sound of reading aloud in the village.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the stars are spreading. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest and the winter hide ......"

It is a thousand-character text, as the enlightenment literature of this era, the thousand-character text is generally the first article that children learn, because of its smooth rhythm and complete text, so it is regarded as an enlightenment holy text by contemporary Confucianism.

And the sound of reading aloud came from the small courtyard not far from the old locust tree.

I saw a woman in sackcloth who couldn't hide her fairy posture with a smile, she carved the first few sentences of a thousand-character text on a clay tablet with a tree branch, and read it aloud with a group of children.

Mother?

Looking at it from a distance, Zhong Ming only felt a warmth rise from his back, and memories came to his heart.

That small courtyard is the old courtyard of Zhong Ming's family, and his mother was indeed the only literate person in the village when she was young, and she also taught the children in the village for a while.

When Zhong Ming fell into his memory, the picture moved again, and the surroundings flowed slowly like flowing water.

When the time came to evening, the old mandrill strengthened his courage, ran into the courtyard of Zhong Ming's house, stared at the clay tablet where the schoolchildren studied in the afternoon, pointed to the heavenly characters and read: "Ladder ...... Ann ......"

At this time, the old mandrill was very intelligent, and he wanted to learn human language and humanities, but there was no one to teach him, so he could only come to Zhong Ming's house to steal the teacher.

The good relationship between Lao Shanxiao Yaya and Zhong Xiuniang also started here.

For several days in a row, the old mandrill secretly ran to the Zhong family's courtyard in the evening and pointed to the clay tablet to study.

knew that one night, he was too obsessed with learning, and accidentally recited the sentence "Heaven and earth...... Xu words...... Take it for ...... The flood ......" alarmed Zhong Xiuniang.

"Who's out there?"

Zhong Xiuniang in the house shouted, and walked out with Zhong Ming, who was still in swaddling clothes.

At this time, the frightened old mandrill had already died, and ran back to the old locust tree in three or two.

And Zhong Xiuniang looked at the fingerprints on the clay tablet and thought about it.

Since then, Zhong Xiuniang will endorse in the house every night, and the content of the reciting is the words engraved on the clay tablet during the day.

With this guidance, Lao Shanxiao's progress is very fast, and it is only half a year before he can memorize all the thousand-character texts.

That day, as usual, the old mandrill ran to the courtyard to study, but there was no word on the clay tablet in the courtyard today, but there was a bowl of hot dumplings.

Zhong Xiuniang in the house heard the sound in the courtyard, so she said: "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, we don't read today, eat a bowl of dumplings, go back and rest early, remember to come to my house tomorrow morning to pay New Year's greetings." ”

That night, the old mandrill knew that people would put up lanterns every time in a certain period of time, hang peach charms, write blessing words, this day is called the New Year, to eat dumplings.

It was also that night that the old mandrill learned that there was something called dumplings, which was much more delicious than the wild fruits in the mountains, and it was a delicacy in the world.

Lao Shanxiao studied with Zhong Xiuniang, and for thousands of days, he remembered that he had eaten dumplings five times.

Lao Shanxiao has achieved some success, he has become bipedal and one-legged, can speak human language, and knows humanities, which is enough to reach the level of transformation.

This night, the old mandrill came to the courtyard of the Zhong family as usual, but today the old mandrill was particularly excited, and Zhong Ming could see his black hair fade and dance on the mountain road.

Because yesterday in the mountains, the old mandrill had completed the last step of transformation, and he changed into the image of the person in his mind and knocked on the door of the Zhong family's courtyard.

After five years, Lao Shanxiao finally had the courage to meet his enlightenment teacher.

The old mandrill knelt in front of the threshold and shouted: "Respect the teacher, the apprentice has come today to thank the teacher for his many years of teaching." ”