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He stretched out his hand to take the little monkey from Yu Zan, the wild animals were smelly, and Lu Zhengkang did not dislike it.The little monkey was skinny, with outstretched ears and squirting eyes. It looked clever. When he saw Lu Zhengkang, he curled up, sucking his fingers, and said nothing.

Lu Zhengkang happily, cast the spell with the metamorphosis seal, and mosuo on the monkey's head, its spirituality is opened, and after planting a heart seal, you can feel the divine mind pouring into the heart of this little beast , It does not have a clear logical language ability, and naturally it cannot talk to Lu Zhengkang, but it is still understandable if Lu Zhengkang spreads the letter with his heart.

[I often come to play when you have time, let's go, and go to your monkey.He put the little macaque on the ground, it ran away happily, the mother monkey climbed down from the tree, took the child to the back, and rubbed against the tree, a group of monkeys shouted at the deer. Fan didn't look like he was mourning. After a while, he felt bored, and then he bounced away.

Lu Zhengkang chuckled, feeling relaxed a lot.

Go on, he still has to practice an imperial seal.

...

Wu Zhu’s sixth night into the mountain.

Yu Lian's son woke up in the middle of the night.

Across a thin wooden wall with yellow mud, father Yu Lian’s snoring sounded together. I don’t know if it was because of his deaf ears that he couldn’t hear his own snoring. The snoring sound was louder than ever. Up.

Yu Dong lifted the thin linen blanket, stood up and looked out the window, scratching the mottled window sill, which was piled with dust, and the moonlight outside was very clear.

In a good moon, standing in the middle of the sky, surrounded by heavy, fish-scale fragmented clouds, the refreshing night sky is bright and icy blue.

To the west, on the undulating hills of the horizon, among the black cast-iron hills, there is a place where the moonlight is exceptionally refreshing, like a thin layer of light veil, slightly adhering to the mountains. In the deep pine forest, there is a golden white in the color.

Yu Dong's heartstrings were pulled.

He leaned forward and took the distant scenery into his eyes more carefully.

That layer of moonlight is not simply a thin halo reflected by it, but rather thick. Yu Dong watched it intently, his heart pounding.

The long and narrow red rainbow beam faintly flickered in the moonlight in this field, like a red dragon moving up and down the white wall.The moon in the sky is getting brighter, and the rainbow color of the back mountain unfolds, and the lines are clearly like a vague city.

Yu Dong quietly opened the door, ran out of the house, and ran towards the back mountain.He can no longer bear the sense of nameless calling.

Two miles away from the fishing village in the back mountain, he rushed all the way as desperately as he could, and rushed to the foot of the mountain at the time of a cup of tea. Here, the misty mountains confuse the clear moonlight, and the mist shines like a jade with a refreshing and clean glow. The color, the ancient pine trees, the eaves covered by glazed glaze, the trees are as deep as promised, Yu Dong saw the night dew shining softly, illuminating the road to the mountain, he followed the mountain road opened by the village's predecessors to climb to the top .

In the dense darkness around, the eyes of the sly fox and wild raccoons reflected the oil-green star points, and suddenly they jumped in the shadow of the tree. The forest seemed to come alive. Yu Dong smelled a strong vitality, like The fog surrounding here and the rhythm transmitted by the space itself, there is no fear in his heart, but the mind of thinking is drawn away by the speechless Wan Lai, and he blindly heads to the top of the mountain.

When he climbed the last step and stood on the top of the bald mountain, there was a group of macaques standing here, looking up at the sky together, and Yu Dong looked up at the sky. The moon and the shocking city were standing on him. pledge.A six-armed god with the head of a salamander, holding a square seal, the crimson streamer mixed with colorful Xia Cai Tuan tuan wrapped around it, turned into a majestic armor, and Canggu’s eyes shot scarlet scarlets. Light, the sky fought for the battle, and there was a muffled thunder.

In front of the god general stood a human figure with an unclear face, turning his head slightly, overlooking Yu Dong.

interesting.

Suddenly, Yu Dong's spirit was robbed of him. Unconsciously, his heart was blocked and he fainted.

When he woke up again, it was already the next day, lying next to the campfire, early in the morning deep in the mountain fog, a man in linen walked slowly, it was Lu Wuzhu.

"Wake up? Your father came to see you. Go home and wait for you to be beaten."

Chapter 749: Successor, Successor

Lu Zhengkang greeted the little monkey, not a specific one, but the children living in this mountain and forest. The monkeys in this macaque group screamed and jumped to Lu Zhengkang's side and circled him. .

Yu Dong stared blankly. He said to Lu Zhengkang, [Wu Zhu, I saw a city on the mountain last night.He uses his heart to speak, this is a new fashion in Yujiacun.

Lu Zhengkang used his fingers to pluck the monkey’s cheek pouch, and it turned out to be meaty. The monkey’s food pouch has not yet developed, so the hand feel is not particularly interesting. [Yes, there is a city, which is not complete yet. Wait for another year or two?Possibly, at that time, there will be a city, which is for the dead.

[Is it a netherworld?

almost.It's just my underworld.Lu Zhengkang drove away the little monkeys. They were always frivolous and tried to poke off Lu Zhengkang’s trousers to find out the secrets. "Your name is Yu Dong, right?"

"Yes, Wu wish you remember me."

"Yu Lian's son." Lu Zhengkang sat down next to Yu Dong. They were halfway up the mountain, looking down at rows of earthen graves, but when they raised their heads, they could see not far away. There is a river valley in the mountains. There is a group of animals drinking water by the river. The mountains are obscured and can’t be seen clearly. The surface of the river flows and produces folds reflecting the dense golden light, which penetrates through the gaps of clouds and mist, and it shines in human eyes, as if I could feel the wild fox breaking through the water with its soft pink tongue, and the ripples spreading on the cheeks, gently like a spring breeze.

Lu Zhengkang smiled, "Tonight, get ready to worship your ancestors. I promised you, I will do it."

Yu Dong is very cautious and doesn't know how to speak. The young man has his eyes open. His skin is tanned like his father. He is only nine years old, and his water quality is already very good. His eyes shine through the sea. It’s clear and cheerful, but sometimes it’s covered by storms.

"What do you want?" Lu Zhengkang asked gently.

Yu Dong pursed his mouth, his mind is still the scene of last night, that kind of light, detached from the world, mundane and crude restrictions, Yu Dong is used to seeing the dilapidated shack at home, everything seems to be dusty and damp. Almost, too cold or sultry, with five colors, five senses and five flavors. The world feels like a huge swirling sea vortex. He is one of the countless water ghosts in the world. Now, when he sees the moon on the water, he feels Only yearning for it.

"Wu Zhu, I want to be as good as you. I don't want to cut fish every day, split the fish, and dry the fish every day. I don't want to dress up with Eminem every day, and I don't want to take care of my little girl. I'm just very annoying. I want to go to the mountain to see, but don't want to stay on the beach. Wu Zhu, what do you think is there on the mountain?"

Lu Zhengkang blinked, "The mountain is still on the other side of the mountain. What you want to see is actually people living elsewhere, right?"

"Yes!" In Yu Dong's eyes, spring flowers bloomed.

Lu Zhengkang smiled hum, and looked sideways at the river valley in the distance, "There will be a chance. There will be a chance."

Yu Dong asked eagerly: "When can I?"

Lu Zhengkang suddenly pointed at the boy’s eyebrows and taught him "The Way of the Chi River". A brilliant rose-red river rushed out of the boy’s heart, like a river man across the sky. He was a flat boat drifting along the river. The fish leaping in the water, for an instant, the world in front of him dimmed, and he fell asleep.

Yu Lian came with his fellow villagers. Lu Zhengkang had long sent him a letter asking him to pick up his son. The fisherman's face was embarrassed. When he saw his fainted son on the side, his face was even more pale, and he sighed at Lu Zhengkang. Pursing his lips, what he wanted to say, after all, he was timid and didn't dare to say.

[Don’t worry, your son is very interesting.Lu Zhengkang warmly hugged Yu Dong and placed it in Yu Lian’s arms, He is the first heir, and you will have opportunities in the future, but he is the first.Go back, next time you tell him not to run around in the middle of the night, it's not safe in the woods.

Yu Lian nodded fiercely, [I must tell him to bloom today!

Lu Zhengkang was amused and laughed. The fishermen were all dumbfounded and had to laugh with them. Yu Lian also laughed, looking down at his son's gaze, full of pampering.

The night on the seventh day came very quickly, and the altar was arranged long ago. Although Lu Zhengkang said that as long as one table, a few incense candles, and offerings are all you need, the villagers did their best to dry them in the shade and prepare to use them. The good wood to build the ship is not too fast, so I use less prison. The sheep is replaced by a whale shark. The pigs are wild. The heads are chopped off, and each person is loaded with a large wooden plate. In the fire, the young people carry it. The sacrifice stepped onto the altar step by step, and black blood dripped from the edge of the wooden plate.

Each piece of joss sticks was put together, and the scale was not too small. Lu Zhengkang saw the bright fire of the coastal fishing village at the foot of the mountain. They also lighted a bonfire to prevent the road from being dark at night.

Lu Zhengkang summoned gently, and Yu Salamander flew over from the other side of the mountain, his body was wrapped in gloomy yin.

Yin qi, ghost yin qi, corresponding to human yang qi, are all collective terms, but they are different from the concept of yin and yang in the terms of cultivation. The yin and yang in cultivation represent the opposite attributes of things, such as cold and heat, life and death, etc. When the universe develops to the Tai Chi stage, the two logics that arise cannot simply refer to the contradiction.

And the Yin Qi here is just a kind of spiritual energy permeating the heaven and the earth. It is the material basis for the existence of souls and souls, and the mana of the ghosts-lack of essence, only gods and spirits, this mana is relatively inferior.Otherwise, it is difficult for the Yin Ling of Myriad Tribulations to be sacred. They are too much less, and the Five Greats cannot evolve normally. When they have their own inner universe, their mana will be similar to that of ordinary monks.

The underworld can act as the inner universe of the ghosts, the soul general of the underworld, the normal cultivator of the same realm in strength.

Lu Zhengkang stood beside Yu Zan, and the totem ancestor god, who was ten-thousand-thousand-hundred, held Liu Tiao's arms and looked towards the fishing village belonging to his descendants.Yu Salamander, it is a collection of obsessions. The Yu family members of the ancestors who made it have disappeared, leaving only it, representing the patron of the clan bloodline.

[Go ahead.

Lu Zhengkang was here, walking slowly, Yu Zan took the first step, the yin spirit was frivolous, running like the wind, and he reached the altar in the blink of an eye. Its appearance caused the clusters of bonfires, and the bright orange flames all burst. , Turning to turquoise, the surrounding temperature is slowly falling, and it is clammy.

Originally at this time, the wine was fragrant, the fire was enthusiastic, and the crowd was enthusiastic, and then there was silence, as if a dead night, no one spoke.

The village chief looked at the ancestor god blankly, and Lu Zhengkang was still on his way, leaving some time for the villagers to familiarize themselves with their totem.

Several old people gathered together. Among them, there was a family that passed on priests, so they stood up, raised their swords, and asked Yu Zai: "Why are you here?"

Yu Salamander's muffled voice was like a wave, "I am the ghost of the Yu family."