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 sweet, juicy and luscious, more to his liking than the choking pastries.
He raised his eyes and looked at the talisman beads beside him. She seemed to be starting to practice again.
Like my mother-in-law said, she 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. He could vaguely make out the shape of a frost flower.
Fu Zhu closed her eyes and practiced, but did not dare to completely let down her guard. 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 didn't wait for Wu Sheng to reply to her. She stood up on her own, made a hand gesture, and extinguished the sparks on the ground.
Picking up Shuang Xueming on 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 ten more 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 you go out to experience, you should walk thousands of miles and see thousands of miles of customs. But the city of Rajagaha is too far away, and I might not even be able to reach it on foot in half a year. By the time we arrive, people have already left for tea and the city is empty.
There are restrictions in the sky for an entire mountain, so it will definitely not be easy for the Qijue Mountain. Fu Zhu has been vigilant since entering Qijue Mountain.
It's just that she held Wu Sheng's hand these 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 was tied to his hand to ensure that he wouldn't 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 was trampled by people in the mountains. But Qijue Mountain was full of tall trees, and they all looked the same. After walking for a long time, 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 and 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 didn't hesitate, 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 the mountain with a sword and go straight through it." Fu Zhu sighed to himself.
They went around and around, 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 a bird.
This mountain is so quiet! Jingde Fuzhu 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 movement 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.
The senior sister is very good at weaving small animals and insects, and 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 created the spirit-bending technique, which injects spiritual power into dead objects to make them seem alive.
Fu Zhu 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 Wu Sheng's grass insects. 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 Xueming 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 them, 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 silent, he suddenly remembered that he didn't speak in the first place.
"I heard that monsters will appear in Qijue Mountain at night. Let's not get separated." This was a deep male voice.
Are there 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, and 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 specific ones. 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 filled with demonic energy that blocks out the sun?
But she didn't notice any demonic aura along the way, and 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, and saw a pair of extremely black and extremely white eyes from among the layers of weeds. Her beautiful face was pale, and she said hoarsely: "There is... there is a ghost. !”
"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 there. Don't spend all your time 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 stressed out and hallucinating?
But those eyes had such a huge impact on her that whenever she thought about it, she still felt creepy.
The female cultivator quickly approached her companion and followed them closely.
(End of chapter)
