Wu Sheng lowered his eyes, looked at the green fruit in his hand for a while, then put it to his mouth and took a bite.
The pulp was very sweet, juicy and luscious, which was more in line with his taste than the choking cakes.
He raised his eyes and looked at the talisman beads beside him. She seemed to be starting to practice again.
Just like what my grandma said, he is a very hard-working person.
Wu Sheng finished eating a few green fruits and was still not sleepy. He picked up a branch and scribbled on the ground randomly. He could vaguely make out the shape of a frost flower.
Fu Zhu closed her eyes and practiced, but did not dare to completely relax her vigilance. She could hear the slight movement from Wu Sheng and made sure that he was not running around, so she continued to practice with peace of mind.
The night passed quickly.
Fu Zhu opened her eyes and looked into Wu Sheng's black and white eyes, slightly surprised, "You woke up so early?"
However, she did not wait for Wu Sheng to reply to her. She stood up on her own, made a gesture, and extinguished the sparks on the ground.
Picking up Shuang Xueming from the ground, Wu Sheng had already habitually sat on the sword before he said anything.
He grasped Fu Zhu's skirt with one hand, and his big round eyes were always looking at the scenery under the sword.
The further west you go, the more monks you encounter on the road.
It looks like this Rajgir city is really lively.
She flew with her sword for more than ten days. When she was passing Qijue Mountain, she found a restriction in the air, so she had no choice but to take Wu Sheng down for a walk.
In fact, when I went out to practice, I should have walked thousands of miles and met thousands of miles of customs. But Rajagaha was too far away, and I might not even be able to walk there for half a year. By the time I arrived, people were already leaving for tea, and the city was empty.
There are restrictions on the entire mountain, so Qijue Mountain will definitely not be simple. Ever since entering Qijue Mountain, Fu Zhu has been vigilant.
It's just that she held Wu Sheng's hand these past few days, and soon his palms became sweaty and sticky. Fu Zhu stopped and cast a cleaning spell on him, then found a hair tie and tied it on him.
On his wrist, the other end is tied to his hand to ensure that he will not get lost.
Qijue Mountain is so big and weird. If you get lost, you don't know what will happen!
Fu Zhu walked forward along the road that had been trampled by people in the mountains. However, there were tall trees everywhere in Qijunjue Mountain, and they all looked the same. She walked for a long time, but she felt that the scene in front of her had not changed.
Considering that Wu Sheng was still young and might not have that much physical strength, Fu Zhu stopped at a crossbar, took out a water bag and handed it to him.
Wu Sheng took the water bag with one hand and took a few gulps. He seemed very thirsty.
He deserved it, he didn't say anything even if he wanted to drink water.
The master said that he obviously knew how to speak but had to pretend to be mute. She was talking to herself these days and was almost autistic.
Fu Zhu put away the water bag, patted the crossbar beside him, and motioned for him to sit down and rest for a while.
Wu Sheng was not stubborn, he sat down obediently, lowered his head and played with the grass on the ground.
"I can't see the end at a glance. I really want to split this mountain with a sword and go straight through it." Fu Zhu sighed and said to himself.
They went around and around, going up and down for most of the day, with no hope at all. There were only trees and grass, and they didn't even see the shadow of a bird.
This mountain is so quiet! It’s so quiet that Fu Zhu sometimes experiences auditory hallucinations.
"Enough rest, let's go!" Fu Zhu gently kicked the crossbar and said to Wu Sheng.
She didn't pay attention to Wu Sheng's movements just now. At some point, he made a worm out of thin straw in his hand. She couldn't tell what kind of worm it was. It just had six legs pointing down, a round belly, and two small ones on its head.
cone.
My senior sister is very good at making small animals and insects. Her origami cranes, paper boats, and small paper tigers are also the most lifelike.
When she was a child, her senior sister used those small animals to coax her to play, and she invented the spirit-bending technique, which injects spiritual power into dead objects to make them seem alive.
Talisman still keeps those gadgets in the box and cherishes them very much.
She is also good at the spirit bending technique, but the talisman beads are not intended to inject spiritual power into the grass insects made by Wu Sheng. They are too ugly and have no aesthetics at all.
Fu Zhu curled her lips in disgust.
Wu Sheng picked up a smooth branch from the ground, broke off the excess branches, and tied a grass insect on it. When he walked around, the grass insect jumped up and down, like a living thing.
He had a lot of fun playing alone, and Fu Zhu didn't bother him.
There is a long uphill road behind, and there is no ladder. You have to hold on to the vines to climb. It will definitely be inconvenient for her and Wu Sheng to climb up the slope with their hands tied like this.
Fu Zhu controlled Shuang Xue Ming with one hand, and the sword light flew a few times, and a row of earthen stairs was completed. She tilted her head and said to Wu Sheng, "Let's go!"
After going up the slope of the earthen ladder, the view suddenly widened. Fu Zhu stood on a stone and observed that there was a large dense forest in front of him, but the forest they walked behind was only one-third of the forest in front of them.
Suddenly I felt a little dark in front of my eyes.
Fu Zhu sighed heavily and went down with the wooden stick he picked up from the roadside.
She no longer knew how many hills she had climbed.
"Why can't you get out of this damn place?" A complaining voice came from below, a delicate female voice.
Fu Zhu grabbed Wu Sheng who was continuing to go down. Just as he was about to remind him to keep quiet, he suddenly remembered that he didn't speak in the first place.
"I heard that monsters appear in Qijue Mountain at night. Let's not get separated." This was a deep male voice.
There are monsters in Qijue Mountain? Fu Zhu was surprised.
"Monster? How come you haven't heard of it before?" the female voice asked in surprise.
It happened that Fu Zhu was also curious about this question, so she pricked up her ears to listen to the following conversation.
"There are all kinds of them. Everyone who has seen them says it differently. I don't know the details. In short, they are very mysterious." The male voice said seriously.
There are all kinds of monsters. How many monsters are there? Isn’t this Qijue Mountain so full of monsters that it blocks out the sun?
But she didn't notice any evil aura along the way, and the Dulu Sword didn't respond either.
Being frightened by the man, the female cultivator suddenly got goosebumps all over her body. She crossed her arms and asked suspiciously, "Why do I feel like someone is watching me from behind?"
"It's not night yet, don't scare yourself." This was a voice that Fu Zhu had never heard before, and it was extremely hoarse.
"So what if there are monsters? There are so many people going to Rajagaha, and they all pass through Qijue Mountain. Obviously these monsters are not very powerful."
This was the truth. The female cultivator finally felt relieved. She turned sideways to tie the loose ties on her arms. From the layers of weeds, she saw a pair of extremely black and extremely white eyes. Her face was pale and she said in a hoarse voice: "There is... there is a ghost.
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"What are you doing! Scared me!" The man was not frightened by the ghost, but was frightened by her so much that his heart trembled.
"Where are the ghosts?" He looked in the direction the female cultivator was pointing, and turned around with a wooden stick. He found nothing. He turned to the female cultivator and said angrily, "There's nothing. Don't spend the whole day there.
Suspicious and fussy."
"No?" The female cultivator rubbed her eyes and looked at the previous pile of weeds. It was indeed empty.
Could it be that she was too nervous and had hallucinations?
But those eyes had such a huge impact on her that whenever she thinks about it, she still feels creepy.
The female cultivator quickly approached her companion and followed them closely.
(End of chapter)
This chapter has been completed!