Chapter 8 Escape...

The thirteenth year of Daqian was a difficult year. don't know how many people wrote the year's year in blood.

From the winter of last year to the early morning, not a single snowflake or a single raindrop fell on the Huaijiang River in the granary of the world, the river retreated a few feet, and even stopped flowing in some places, and the land in the south of the Yangtze River looked like a thousand miles of red. , The scarlet ground cracked a few feet wide, starved thousands of miles, ten rooms and nine empty, after Governor Huaizuo wrote to the court, he hanged himself on the beam of his house for unknown reasons.

However, the land of Xianghuai was flooded. The floods washed away more than a dozen cities and towns. The affected refugees were everywhere, running endlessly, and seven or eight out of ten died on the way. Seven or eight-year-old girls have grass on their heads, and they can buy a bucket of corn to take away. They are healthy little boys who take three buckets of accumulated rice, and some people line up to sell them.

The chaos is not as good as the peace dog.

Although the imperial capital of Pingyang City has never rained, the sky has not been able to open for a month, as if a cauldron has been buckled three feet above people's heads, and the pressure is so overwhelming that people can't breathe. An old man said that when he came out in the middle of the night and looked up, he knew that it was not a dark cloud, but that countless grievances were floating from all directions, and they were coming to the capital to seek grievances from the emperor.

Natural disasters are linked to man-made disasters. A coachman and a peasant in northern Hunan rose up against each other. The court officers and soldiers sent to quell the chaos and bandits were still on the way, and countless people who could no longer survive responded from all directions. This continent, which had been peaceful for too long, began to enter. A new era - endless wars.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with Shi Wuyuan, who was trapped on the top of a mountain where birds don't shit.

The Cuiping bird he sent to deliver the letter is gone forever, but he is not in a hurry, thinking that the big stupid bird has an empty belly and a small head, only fat all over the body, and it can't even fly as fast as the Jianghua loose people.

At first Jiang Hua was worried that if he trapped the child in the mountains, he would lose his temper or something. Who knew that after watching it for a long time, he found that Shi Wuyuan seemed to be born... something less than others.

Legend has it that the child was still wrapped in a swaddling, and when he was just learning to sit up, he would not be in a hurry when an adult snatched the toy from his hand. The other child had been crying for a long time, but this kid just blinked a pair of blacks, opened his mouth and said "Yeah", indicating that he wants to come back, if he wants to come back, he will continue to play, or if he doesn't come back, he will be kind and fluent. Interest shifted to other toys.

It is said that Daozu's younger junior brother Banya Zhenren once experimented and snatched away all the gadgets around him just to see if he would cry. understand what this long-bearded old man is doing, holding a lot of gadgets such as playing drums. After a while, he picks up his feet and nibbles with relish - this is something you always grab Are you not going?

According to Jiang Hua's observation, Shi Wuyuan is just such a person - not anxious, not angry, not afraid.

There are a lot of people in the world who are not surprised, and who are unmoved by the collapse of Mount Tai, but most of them are savvy people who have gone through the ups and downs of the world and are used to seeing joys and sorrows. Not only is he lacking in roots, but he is also very good at self-comfort. It’s okay to leave Jiulu Mountain where he has lived for more than ten years. It’s good to come out and play. It’s not a big deal. Drink, it's no big deal, the bird that sends the letter flies out and doesn't come back, it doesn't matter, the bird is too stupid, for master's sake forgive it, it's no big deal.

He finds his own fun anyway, and is very capable of applying what he has learned.

When the weather starts to heat up, Shi Wuyuan's hut is very cool, why?

When Hetong went in, he almost got his nose crooked. He saw Shi Wuyuan tied a rope from the beam of the house, a round basket was attached to the bottom, and a big fan was tied in front of the basket. The rabbits raised by Jiang Hua were there. The round basket ran around desperately, and when the round basket turned, the fan swayed and fanned the wind. He was in a cool room, and the rabbits were almost sticking out their tongues.

The big rabbit ran in front of Jiang Hua and cried. Jiang Hua, who was behind Hetong, took a closer look and found that the round basket had other contents. Now, he will only run desperately, but can't get out.

Jiang Hua can see it through, if he doesn't look at Shi Wuyuan for a moment, he can make some fools out of him. I don't know if he was trying to provoke him to let him go, or if he was really innocent and just looking for fun.

The "Six Live Formation" is still an unsolved formation, and the formation master will not let it go. Who can calculate the trajectories of all the stars on the rapidly changing Jiutian plane? And every time the star track changes, the pace of all formations in a huge forest has to be changed to a new column, which changes all the time. Those who know a little bit of star arithmetic will know that the amount of calculation is huge, and it is doubled. .

A mortal is only a few dozen years old in his entire life, and the number of grains of rice flipped out on the chessboard cannot be counted. Who can count them all?

Jiang Hua just saw that he was very talented, and planned to use this dense formation to stimulate him. In his dreams, he did not expect him to really open this active formation. It's just that...

There are no sun and moon in the mountains, and the world has been in the world for thousands of years. I am afraid that if we go out at that time, everything on Jiulu Mountain will be different.

After half a year, Cuiping Bird finally came back. Finally, he put on his smooth and shiny feathers again, and he no longer looked bald as if he was about to get burned.

It's not that it was delayed too much, the main reason is that Jiulu Mountain is too far away from here. Although it is called "Fairy Sparrow", it has no magical powers. He vomited blood, and he didn't even care about being afraid of Bai Li. After lying in the fire lotus for several days, he stumbled and survived, and the way back flew even slower.

I don't know if it was because of Shi Wuyuan's face, that Bai Li was polite to this rampant giant bird, and there was nothing else to do, so he kept it deliciously for a while, and only put it back after replying to the letter. .

After that day, Bai Ziyi did not appear alone in front of Bai Li. Even before, the "mother and son" were terribly alienated, but after all, they had never had such an obvious cold war.

All the little demons entered the fire lotus and lowered their eyes with bated breath, lest they be harmed by Chi Yu.

Bai Li's attitude became more and more unpredictable, as if to cooperate with Bai Ziyi, he was so reclusive.

He sometimes wondered what he had done. All the living creatures in Cangyun Valley were afraid of him. Even his legendary mother would sometimes secretly look at his back with a look of fear. After so many years, He endured and pretended not to see.

"Am I a great evildoer?" Bai Li had been puzzled by this for a long time, but even though he had no compassionate nature, he had always focused on cultivating the Tao. Having caused half of the bad karma, why are they afraid of him?

Even the ordinary little monster, Xiao shòu, also has his own mansion, and has parents, brothers, and clansmen who depend on each other for life, but he is the only one. Since the beginning of memory, Bai Ziyi, the nominal mother, has never hugged him, even if he hadn't changed shape at that time, he looked like a humanoid, and the fox ears were still hanging on his head.

She didn't even want to pat him on the head occasionally, even if he made a mistake, she always reluctantly pretended to be a genial person and cautiously advised him.

No one dared to accuse him of his maliciousness, and his kindness...but no one cared about him.

Bai Li felt that for hundreds of years, he had lived like an alien, and everyone was guarding him—except Shi Wuji.

The Heavenly Fox Clan has a small catastrophe every five hundred years, and a big catastrophe once every thousand years. He had already endured the small catastrophe once, but Bai Li never thought that his big catastrophe would be so dangerous—it is said that he is just a little fox who has never been out of the mountains, never tainted with karma, good and evil. The test, who would have known that when he came to him, the shocking thunder one after another really wanted to disperse his three souls and seven souls.

There was a sudden sense of despair in Bai Xin's heart. Others were jealous of him, and it would be fine if he comforted himself by saying "there are other hidden feelings". Does this mean that even God thinks that he should not be born in this world?

He asks himself that he has never harmed the world, could it be that the cycle of cause and effect is all deceitful? Since he was already born into the world, what right do they have to make him die for no reason? This thought came out suddenly, and was beaten by the robbery for most of the cultivation, and the demon in the heart was protruding. Seeing that the thousand-year cultivation base was about to be burnt, suddenly a voice sounded not far away: "Hey, why did the thunder strike so well today? Daniel, find a place to hide, I'm afraid it's going to rain."

It's people!

Heavenly robbery avoids people, but generally monsters are unwilling to seek shelter when they suffer from heavenly robbery, otherwise the cause and effect will be indebted.

But this time, Bai Li had to run to people's place, otherwise it would not be a cause and effect. If the three souls and seven souls were scattered by the thunder, he would not even be able to enter the reincarnation.

At that time, Shi Wuyuan, who had just survived from the golden wind and jade dew of Liu Fengzhan, and sneaked to Cangyun Valley with Qinghou to relax, saw Bai Li for the first time. Bai Li's skill was damaged, and the fox ears were exposed. Naturally, he looked back to when he was a child. He was beaten back to his original shape. , where is this little beauty from?"

Then he saw Bai Li's fox ears hidden in his hair, and when he looked up to see the lightning and thunder outside, he patted the green man who was starting to be anxious and showing hostility, and said, "Don't make trouble, even if you become a Daoist, you have to be a cultivator. The big five and the three rough people belong to the fox clan, you can’t envy you—that little sister, don’t be afraid, come here, my family is rough and thick, and I can hold you back for a while.”

Bai Li will remember all his life that Shi Wuyuan, who was described by the little sick seedling, took out a handkerchief from his arms and said, "Here, quickly wipe the water off of your hair." That way, there was no haze and a smile on his face.

Bai Li was stunned for a long time before he took it over and said in a sullen voice, "I will repay you."

"Okay, then you can be my daughter-in-law."

It was at this point that he was the first person who was not afraid of him and was willing to talk to him.

Shi Wuyuan watched Cuiping Bird stretch out his legs arrogantly, and happily took down the things Bai Li had sent to him. Inside was a simple reply letter and a black iron rod no longer than a palm. Like someone's house-building waste.

Shi Wuyuan happily took the little black stick into his arms, patted Kingfisher's head and said, "We're going home soon."

That night, he took the Kingfisher to stand in front of the Sixth Formation again. This time, the bird learned to be obedient.

Shi Wuyuan took out the astrolabe, put the small black stick against the astrolabe, and chanted a very tongue-in-cheek incantation. The place where the astrolabe and the black iron rod were in contact with the astrolabe showed a faint light, and then the astrolabe grew up. After several times, it was like a big umbrella, covering Shi Wuyuan's whole person inside, rising into the air and hanging down, the star silk like vines, wrapped around Shi Wuyuan's fingers and black iron rod.

Shi Wuyuan turned his head and glanced at Jiang Hua's courtyard house, "hehe" with a smile, and whispered, "Senior, there will be a period in the future!"

"Going into the Six Palaces, entering the Three Breaths, and walking away from the seat of God."

The high-hanging astrolabe rose higher and higher, higher than all the bamboos and boulders, the stars lit up, and moved slowly with his voice, in a completely different direction from the stars in the night sky.