The next day, when Gu Xu walked out of "Xianyun Residence", he held a baby girl in his arms.
——To be precise, the baby girl was "floating" in front of him. After all, she had no entity.
In Gu Xu's perception, the baby seemed to have grown up a lot overnight. From the skinny and shriveled appearance when he was just born, he became pink, tender, fair and chubby. He looked just a few months older than an ordinary person. like a baby.
"It's like a Nezha growing up against the wind." Gu Xu sighed silently in his heart.
According to the growth rate of the weapon spirit, maybe in a day or two, he will become a child who can run on the ground.
The grassland barbarians naturally noticed the baby Gu Xu was holding, and they all looked at him in surprise.
In the northwest grasslands where the law of the jungle dominates, raising children is generally a woman's job, while men's mission is to kill enemies and defend the tribe.
It is undoubtedly an extremely unreasonable thing for Gu Xu to walk on the grassland alone with his child.
However, Harabar and others soon discovered that the baby in Gu Xu's arms was translucent, like an ethereal ghost.
"Could he be like those evil practitioners in the rumors, who sacrifice the souls of dead babies and use them as weapons to kill enemies?" Harabar secretly guessed.
Thinking of all the strange and difficult-to-resist methods Gu Xu used against his group yesterday, Harabar felt that this conjecture was most likely true.
After all, if he hadn't cultivated evil spells, how could he have defeated a prairie warrior like himself who was brave enough to win the three armies?
Unknowingly, Harabar looked at Gu Xu with a little more fear and apprehension.
When the sun rose, the group continued on their way to the Holy Mountain.
Harabar planned to give up his horse to Gu Xu, but Gu Xu waved his hand to express his refusal.
He took out a piece of talisman paper and casually drew a few strokes on it with the Jinghong pen. As the baby yawned lazily, the talisman paper flashed with golden light and instantly turned into a thick and soft woolen blanket. .
Gu Xu held the baby and sat cross-legged on the blanket.
The blanket immediately floated into the air and flew forward into the wind, even faster than the barbarians on horseback.
"Miss Lu, this is the northwest grassland." During the flight, Gu Xu looked at the face of the baby in his arms that was very similar to Lu Shiyao's, and whispered to himself, "The sky here is more beautiful than the sky in Daqi." Blue is also deeper, like a dome-shaped felt tent covering the top of the head... The people here are all big guys with strong muscles. They look very scary, but in fact they are all a group of vulgar and reckless people, otherwise I would not be here either. One can beat them all...
"This morning, I also tasted some koumiss from the grassland. It tasted sour and sweet, and there was a strong milk aroma in the mouth. It was not as strong as the wine from the Central Plains, but it felt warm in my stomach after drinking it, as if there was a fire. It's like burning... I wonder if you can try it with me through the Jinghong pen like you did before...
"Oh, Miss Lu, sometimes I really think you are a fool. You said that you wanted to be a human being and experience the wonders of this world. But you ended your life in Liangzhou City for me. There will be many interesting things in the future, you I can’t even see it…”
When he spoke, the infant girl opened her eyes slightly and looked at him with a confused look, wondering if she understood what he said.
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Today’s journey was not an uneventful one.
After flying for more than ten miles, accompanied by the howling wind, the endless clear sky suddenly turned dark.
An extremely unpleasant, hoarse and sharp bird call came from the end of the grassland, which stung Gu Xu's eardrums.
Many prairie barbarians fell off their horses one after another, covered their ears, and rolled on the ground screaming, showing expressions of extreme pain.
The remaining people, including Harabar, knelt on the ground, endured the pain, kowtowed to the sky, and murmured words.
A few seconds later, a huge strange bird appeared in everyone's sight.
This bird has the body of a rooster, but has a human face, and its eyes are as sharp as a sword, as if it is ready to participate in a battle at any time.
"嫇徯." Gu Xu recognized this strange bird.
He also heard that the bird's cry was repeating its own name——
"嫇寯, 凫寯, 凫寯..."
From the books he had read before, Gu Xu had learned that in the northwest grasslands, the crocodile not only feeds on humans, but is often a symbol of disaster and war - whenever it appears, fierce battles will occur.
Harabar and others prayed to Fu, obviously hoping that future wars would not involve their own tribe.
However, Gu Xu had other thoughts about this strange bird.
Because it has been recorded in the book that if the bird bones of Fugua are made into musical instruments, when the sound of the instrument is played, it will disturb the opponent's mind, causing the opponent to lose the ability to think normally, and become a fool who can only make random moves.
After thinking for a moment and weighing the strength of the enemy and ourselves, Gu Xu decisively decided to take action against Fu.
The authority of "Qiankun" keeps Fu Guan in place.
No matter how hard it flaps its wings, it can't move any further.
Then, a series of black cracks as dense as a spider web appeared in mid-air, like cutting a cake, cutting the breast into several pieces in an instant, and each cut surface was as smooth and flat as a mirror.
At this time, Gu Xu raised his hand and gently made a tearing motion.
The black crack became twisted, like an invisible sharp claw, peeling off the feathers, skin, and flesh of the bird in turn, leaving only the pale bones, which fell lightly beside Gu Xu.
The world is finally quiet.
Gu Xu picked up the bird bones and put them into "Xianyunju".
Throughout the entire process of dealing with Fuji, his green shirt was fluttering, his posture was elegant, he looked calm, and there was not a drop of blood on his hands.
But when placed next to the skinned and deboned duck, it seemed even more terrifying than a demon.
"Go on!" He said to the barbarians kneeling on the ground.
Everyone stood up tremblingly, lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Gu Xu.
They all thought in unison that if they had not agreed to Gu Xu's request to lead the way, maybe they would have ended up like this cockroach.
As for Harabar, he began to doubt whether the shamans on the holy mountain could deal with this man - in his impression, the shamans did not have such superb attainments in controlling space.
"I will not lead the wolf into the house and become a sinner on the grassland..." he thought to himself in fear.
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Gu Xu drove the flying carpet and flew for hundreds of miles before the outline of the holy mountain finally appeared in his field of vision.
The Holy Mountain is not high.
The grass on the mountain is lush and the flags are fluttering. From a distance, it looks like a huge emerald under the blue sky.
"You told me before that you have an acquaintance on the holy mountain of the barbarians who can help me deal with Emperor Tianxing and Supreme Haotian. For this reason, I made a special trip to this holy mountain," Gu Xu looked at the grassland. The holy place in people's minds said to the white-haired boy in his mind, "Who is that person? Is he the shaman on the holy mountain?"
Although it is said that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, Gu Xu does not think that those shamans have the strength to compete with the Daqi Dynasty and the Tianxing Emperor.
"You're just a shaman, you're not worthy of being my acquaintance," the white-haired boy was still telling him with a smile, "You'll know when you get there."
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Note:
"There is a bird, which looks like a rooster but has a human face. It is called Fujia. It sings by itself. When you see it, there are soldiers." - "The Classic of Mountains and Seas·Western Mountains"
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