Lieshan was lying on the bed with big eyes and tears on his face, and he still didn't escape the beating after all.

As the night wore on, the bonfires in the tribe were not extinguished, but instead set off a distant tranquility.

Lieshan listened attentively, and Eminem's snoring was already rhythmically sounding.

He turned sideways and pulled out a small wooden box from under the stone bed, which had no locks and was made of mortise and tenon joints, which in his large hands made the box small and delicate.

Lieshan carefully pressed a mechanism on the body of the box, opened the lid of the box, and through the starlight passing through the window, he could see that there was a piece of animal skin made of nitrate.

Lieshan took out this animal skin, and on the animal skin were hieroglyphic characters, some runes, pictures, and even scattered Chinese characters.

This animal skin was the only thing his father left him, and it recorded his father's trivial experiences since he left the mountain, as well as some spiritual experiences.

Under the starlight, he focused his gaze on the few Chinese characters.

In the past few years, he has been pestering the old man Mu Xiang in the tribe every day to learn to read, Mu Xiang is the old man next to the witch, listening to the people in the tribe, Mu Xiang has also lived for more than two hundred years, and maybe he has already become a witch.

Lieshan shook his head, and when he came back to his senses, he thought of the old man he had just met, it turned out that that was the witch of our Lianshan clan?

And Shenzhou, what is Shenzhou?

There are so many witches on the Divine Continent! No, they call themselves gods or immortals.

What is that? Who can defeat so many witches?

Fierce beasts, mountain spirits, monsters, or legendary demons?

There was infinite curiosity and yearning in Lieshan's eyes, he looked at the few Chinese characters on the animal skin, stretched out his finger and touched it gently, "Is this the text of Shenzhou?"

In the tall and rugged stone house, Eminem's snoring became louder and louder, but Lieshan did not feel annoyed at all, but felt at ease.

He put away the hide, gently put it into the box, and carefully put it away.

He glanced out the window at the night sky, and although it was full of stars, he could still recognize the extra star at a glance.

The star was not very bright, and it was hundreds of millions of miles away, so it was nothing special compared to the star next to it.

But even if he closed his eyes, he could still feel the presence of the star, and even when the starlight fell on his body, he would have a feeling of soaking in warm water, not hot, not cold, very comfortable.

Lieshan turned over in bed and fell asleep comfortably, "contemplating thoughts......

......

"Old man Mu! I saw Wu yesterday. ”

Mu Xiang is eight feet tall, much taller than Wu, and he has almost as many wrinkles on his face as Wu, but he is a big bald head, without white eyebrows, but with a long beard.

At this time, Mu Xiang was lying on the thick branches of a towering tree, lazily napping, and when he heard Lieshan's words, he didn't raise his eyelids.

Lieshan stood under the tree, regardless of whether Mu Xiang heard it or not, he said to himself, "Old man Mu, do you know Shenzhou?"

Mu Xiang's ears moved, but he still ignored him.

"It is said that Shenzhou has experienced a great battle, and the entire Shenzhou has been shattered!" Lieshan said excitedly, his face full of yearning, "What a powerful force must be to shatter the entire Shenzhou!"

"Old Man Mu, you say, can I become a witch in the future?" Lieshan didn't wait for Old Man Mu to answer, maybe he was already used to Mu Xiang's coldness, and immediately said to himself, "Yes, I must be able to!"

"I'll be eight years old soon!"

"If I become a witch, I must go outside and have a look! Maybe I can still find the legendary Divine Continent!"

"Old man Mu, have you ever heard of Guan Idea?"

Lieshan shook his head as he spoke, "You must not have heard of it, it's the ...... of Shenzhou"

"Bang!"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground interrupted Lieshan's chatter, and he looked up to see that the old man had actually fallen from the tree.

"Where did you know about Kan Thought?" Mu Xiang stood up and flicked his clothes lightly.

"Old man Mu, your clothes are still a treasure, people don't smash the ground with ashes!"

Mu Xiang waved his hand and said, "Tell me first, where did you learn about Guan Thought?"

Lieshan's eyes rolled, uh-uh, ah, he didn't answer for a long time.

Mu Xiang stretched out his big hand and rubbed Lieshan's head fiercely, and said angrily, "Okay! Can I still take advantage of you?"

Lieshan laughed, "I've heard people say that in addition to Wu, you are the most capable in our tribe, and you must have a lot of good things in your hands." ”

The corners of Mu Xiang's mouth curled up slightly, and he stroked his beard, obviously being slapped very comfortably by this sycophant, and still scolded in his mouth, "Okay, you stinky boy, I know that you are worried about my treasures, and I'll give you one later, okay!"

"I'm going to pick it myself!"

"Lines, Lines, Lines......"

Lieshan trotted home, took out the little box from the house, and ran back like a wind.

"Old man Mu, this is what my father left me!"

Mu Xiang's eyes moved, "It turned out to be something left by Wu Yang." ”

"Old man Wuyang, what do you mean?"

Mu Xiang held the animal skin, looked at the things left on it, and responded, "That's right, your father used to be a witch, the third witch of our Lianshan clan. ”

Lieshan was in a trance for a while, both surprised and happy, but also a little sour and sad, after a while, he finally came back to his senses, stunned for a moment, his eyes stared at Mu Xiang, and suddenly let out an exclamation, "The third old man, is the second witch you? You are also a witch?!"

Mu Xiang put down the animal skin and looked at Lieshan, "Little ghost, I want to look at this thing for a while, which of my treasures do you fancie, you can go with me to get it later." ”

"I don't want baby. Lieshan shook his head and said, "Can you tell me what this idea is?"

Mu Xiang was stunned and laughed, "Good you stinky boy!

......

The old man returned to his stone house with the hide, and Lieshan sat alone under the big tree.

Through the foliage, the sky could be faintly seen, and even though it was still daytime and the sun was blazing, the scorching mountain could still feel the presence of the star in the distance.

"Contemplating the door of thought is a method of refining the gods, and everything in the world makes sense. When you can reflect the world like a mirror in your mind, and when you can reflect a thing in your heart, this contemplation is considered to be an entry......"

Lieshan suddenly thought of the star, yesterday night, it seemed that a star had fallen into a dream.

I seem to have seen a person, but I can only see the back, Tsing Yi with a sword.