When Erlang God pushed open the door, he happened to see Song Qiu being bitten by the Roaring Sky Dog. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Glancing at the noisy man and dog, Erlang God turned his gaze to other places.

Raising his eyebrows unexpectedly, Erlang God pointed to the red panda that was rolling on the bed in a ball of meat, and asked Monk Daozhen: "I haven't seen you for a few days, why is there such a little guy?"

Song Qiu, who was covering his buttocks and was in pain, gasped and interjected: "That's the dog daughter-in-law that your local dog found for you, but unfortunately Lang has no intention of having a concubine, but I think it's mostly because your whistling dog is too cold." ”

Thinking that his prestige had been violated and insulted, the Roaring Sky Dog was furious, opened its big mouth, showed its sharp and sharp teeth, and continued to chase and bite towards Song Qiu.

Monk Daozhen smiled slightly, and told Erlang God the ins and outs of the matter.

Erlang shook his head and said expressionlessly: "That's good, it's not as good as it was back then, now this little guy can be transformed into a national treasure, I thought it was you who stole it from, then I will go back to Jiangcheng overnight today to take refuge, lest I enter the number with you again." ”

He has eaten a trench and grown wise, and when he went in once, he became particularly concerned about this issue, restricting personal freedom or secondly, he couldn't use the immortal law, and was caught and locked up in prison by a group of mortals, the most important thing is to lose face, when have you ever heard that the immortals will be imprisoned, and more than once?(Although the detention center is not a prison in the strict sense, it is the case in the eyes of Erlang God.) ）

The red panda eats itself and plays happily.

One rolled backwards, revealing its white, round belly, which was still firmly clinging to the ball.

When Erlang God saw the round ball, his face was slightly different, and he turned his head to Monk Daozhen solemnly and asked, "This is what it brought itself?"

Monk Daozhen nodded and said, "Yes, it's a pity that the little monk is shallow and can't recognize it." ”

Seeing Erlang Shen's serious eyes, Monk Daozhen sincerely asked for advice: "Can Erlang Zhenjun recognize this thing?"

Erlang God nodded, shook his head again, and said, "The aura emitted by this ball is very similar to the thing I have heard of, but the appearance is different, and I am not sure if it is or not. ”

His gaze was completely on the ball, and he said with a solemn expression: "If it is really what I imagined, then this thing is not simple. ”

"What is it?" asked Monk Daozhen with a frown.

Erlang God was silent, walked to the side of the bed, broke the fingers of the red panda, ignored the protests of the fat eating "ah-babble", "ah-babble", and put the ball in his hand to observe it carefully.

"Have you ever heard the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun?" Erlang God suddenly raised his head and asked.

Monk Daozhen nodded and said, "Naturally, I know." ”

"When the ten days were bright, the crops and plants were scorched, and the people were not able to make a living. Erlang God asked slowly: "This story can be said to be well-known in today's Chinese land, but a few people have thought about such a question - there is indeed a sun left in the sky, but where did the remaining nine suns that were shot down go?"

Monk Daozhen's face really changed color this time, and he said in astonishment: "You mean, this ball ......"

"That's right. Erlang God held the ball and said word by word: "If my expectation is correct, this is one of the suns that was shot down by Hou Yi back then. ”

Hearing this, even the Roaring Sky Dog and Song Qiu stopped their movements and looked at the ball in Erlang God's hand in shock.

The room fell silent, only the red panda Fat Eat was not frightened, but tilted his head and stretched out two fat short arms, wanting Erlang God to return the ball to it.

Erlang God glanced at Fat Eat, and stuffed the ball in his hand back into his hand.

The red panda, which had been lost in the ball, happily arched its head and continued to nibble on the ball with its newly erupted teeth.

Song Qiu leaned over and carefully touched the surface of the ball with his palm, it was warm, not like the sun, but like a warm water bag.

"Fat eat, can you tell me where you got this thing?" Song Qiu asked curiously.

The fat eater blinked his eyes, looked at Song Qiu with his big round head very innocently, and said as if answering: "Ahhhh

"What did it say?" Song Qiu turned his head and asked the Howling Dog, he knew that the Roaring Dog could understand what Fat Eat said.

"It said it was on a mountain, and when it woke up, it found it. The Roaring Sky Dog translated in Song Qiu's mind.

Erlang God turned his gaze to the Roaring Sky Dog and asked solemnly, "Where did you meet this panda?"

The Howling Sky Dog barked lightly, and he didn't know what he answered, Erlang God frowned, thought for a while and said: "In this way, this red panda is indeed wild, but unfortunately it is too young and ignorant, and it can't explain the origin of this ball." ”

Staring at the round ball, Song Qiu put his right hand on his cheek, and guessed: "It seems that the red panda can give birth to spiritual wisdom and refine spiritual energy, and it should be inseparable from this thing." ”

Erlang God nodded and agreed: "It should be so, now it is not as good as before, there is too much pollution, and human activities are too frequent, these animals and plants want to cultivate into spirits, they have to use some foreign objects." ”

......

......

In the dense green forest, a black-robed man from Beibi Mountain walked out from behind a towering giant tree.

He had been guarding this verdant and secluded mountain for three whole days, arranging countless talisman formations, and now he was only one step away from completing the layout he had been planning for a long time.

The sky is like a pure black curtain, revealing a few not-so-bright stars, through the layers of green leaves, sprinkling a few beams of light.

The black-robed man squatted on the ground, took out a knife from his wide sleeve pocket, and cut his palm with the knife without hesitation, and scarlet blood fell to the ground dripping.

The ground, covered with a thick layer of dead leaves, was instantly stained dark brown with blood.

Miraculously, the leaves and stems that were dyed dark brown were noticeably darker, like blood vessels in one's body, spreading to the stems of other leaves with a regular flutter.

If you stand on a high place and look at the ground, you can clearly see that through the blood of the black-robed man, the withered fallen leaves on the ground seem to come to life, shimmering dark red or dark brown colors.

The veins of the fallen leaves linked by blood are intertwined and complex, spreading towards a pit not far away.

The black-robed man's face was slightly pale after blood loss, his eyes looked at the bottomless black pit, and the corners of his lips smiled a little hideously.

He glanced down at the palm that had just stopped bleeding, and his eyes were full of madness and bloodlust.

"After tomorrow, I am the only one. ”

He muttered to himself in the gloomy night.