C158 a very small event

Name:The Strange Memoir Author:
Zhu Tai was the same as before, wearing a sullen and elusive expression. He rested his head against the wall, and his eyes were lowered as well. He seemed to be thinking about something big that could move the world.

When he saw us, he simply nodded at me.

Fatty asked, "What did you find?"

The altar shook its head, its pure white eyes drooping, following that, he seemed to have seen something, raising his head and looking at Fan Cunlong, his brows knitted slightly.

"Get me a bowl of chicken blood!" Zhu Tai suddenly said to the mouse beside him.

Lao Shu's body was slightly bloated, which didn't match with his nickname. However, his pair of round eyes resembled a black rat.

It was obvious that Mouse was also a person who didn't like to talk. When he heard Zhu Tai's words, he could only nod silently and walk out the door.

After a while, Lao Shu pushed the door open with a bowl of chicken blood and handed the broken bowl to the altar.

"What's wrong?" I asked when I saw Zhu Tai sniff at the bowl.

Zhu Tai stared with his pale white eyes, then looked at Fan Cunlong and said: "With a little imp on him, it looks like we have been bothering him for a long time."

As he said that, he sprinkled the chicken blood on the ground in front of him, and used his index finger to rub on the bottom of the bowl to directly point at the center of Fan Cunlong's brows.

An awkward expression appeared on Fan Cunlong's face. He seemed to want to avoid it, but the eyes of the altar, which had no pupils but only the whites of its eyes, suddenly revealed a trace of an ominous glint. It was as if Fan Cunlong had been bewitched.

Sssii! *

As if a drop of water had been roasted dry on top of a raging fire, a strange sound could be heard. A wisp of green smoke rose from between Fan Cunlong's brows, and the bright red chicken blood that sprinkled on the ground slowly turned from red to black, and disappeared into the ground as if it had evaporated, leaving not a single trace behind.

Faintly, I seemed to hear a strange cry. Even though it only lasted for a moment, it was definitely there.

Fan Cunlong's tense body also loosened up abruptly, and the lines on his face underwent some unexplainable changes.

Plop! Fan Cunlong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could make a sound, he fell to the ground.

"Cun Long!"

"Brother!"

Fan Cunhu and I were shocked, we looked towards the altar, and he shook his head.

"It's fine, I'll be fine after a nap. Go to the door and light a fire.

After Zhu Tai said this, he handed the bowl to the mouse. The mouse silently went out again. Zhu Tai sat on the bench, raised a cup of water and took a big gulp.

"Brother Zhu, what's going on?" I looked at the altar in confusion, I never expected for such a thing to happen to Fan Cunlong. Although I did sense that there was something wrong with Fan Cunlong later on, I never thought about it. I thought that he changed something because he snuck into the underground world.

Zhu Tai half-closed his eyes and said, "I'm not sure. He's been pestered by a little kid and treated him as the host. He's been absorbing the yang energy from his body to nurture himself."

"Fortunately, he discovered it early. Otherwise, in three to five years, he would have already become an adult! Qi Qiao, did you not notice the changes in your body? "

I shook my head. "I noticed something, but I didn't pay much attention to it. I am not sensitive enough in this respect. "

Fan Cunhu carried Fan Cunlong and placed him on the bed that was covered with straw.

On the altar, he took a look at the room that Fan Cunhu had come out from, and closed his eyes once again. He continued, "The stench of blood on my body is too strong. I need to frequently go to the temple or Buddhist temple to meditate. If I continue like this, something will happen sooner or later."

"Alright, I understand."

I know that Zhu Tai was talking about Fan Cunlong, but after coming out of the mountains and leaving my side, Fan Cunlong no longer had any restrictions, so he was probably a bit unstable.

Shaking my head, I suddenly realised that I might really have to pay attention to a lot of things. There are many differences between the outside and the inside of a mountain, or perhaps the outside world is much dirtier than the inside of a mountain.

Since I was born, I am the Mountain's Foreign Minister. Since I was young, I have naturally adapted to this kind of situation, but it is not so for Fan Cunlong and Fan Cunhu.

I patted his shoulder as I thought to myself, isn't it a little too irresponsible to bring them out of the mountain just like that?

However, this thought only lasted for a moment. The cruel and dirty world had to be faced with, and all I could do was maintain a relative purity within my capabilities.

"Tell me, I'm going to visit the old patriarch's house right now, but I'm not too sure if I can borrow his blade."

A Qilu stood up and said to us.

Wang Xu nodded, saying, "If the old man is unwilling to lend it to you, then buy the sabre. I'll pay for it."

Shrugging his shoulders, A Qilu walked out while cleaning up the white cloth on his head.

"The old chief is rather stubborn. If he really doesn't want to lend the sabre out, no matter how much money we put away in front of him, it will be of no use."

Bang! A Qilu closed the door and left. Wang Xu pinched his shoulder and said helplessly: "Actually, the old man is the most difficult one. The older he is, the harder it is to get rid of him."

"If you really can't steal it then steal it. Don't monkeys have quite the skill in this aspect?" The monkey's face darkened. He looked at Si Zhu but did not say anything.

Wang Xu looked at Si Zhu with dissatisfaction, and said: "Don't bring up these words again, otherwise, if you anger the monkey I won't be responsible for wiping your butt."

Si Zhu immediately laughed: "Isn't that what I said? It's a joke, Monkey, right? "

Si Zhu said while winking, and nudged the monkey with his arm.

The monkey snorted and ignored him. Si Zhu scratched his head and casually sat on the chair, then went to boil some water.

"Even if we can borrow the blade, we would have to see if Cun Hu can lend it to us. If Cun Long is so harsh on even his bow, Cun Hu, what do you have to say?"

I asked Fan Cunhu, he shook his head and said: "As long as it is sharp enough, I do not have any requirements on what kind of blade it is."

"But A Qilu said that it was passed down by their ancestors? This thing has been around for who knows how many years, who knows if it can still be used. " I muttered to myself before asking Wang Xu, "Wang Ge, do you have any supplies? Don't tell me you want us to come over and drink some cold water? "

"Bullshit!" Wang Xu chuckled as he scolded, "The supplies are in that room. Clear water, canned food and compressed biscuits. However, there's nothing good to eat."

"As long as you can fill your stomach, who cares so much when you're hungry?" My heart is slightly at ease. Although I know that it is impossible for the Fatty Wang to not be reliable, but I still have to ask about this matter as soon as possible.

After all, this is a matter of life and death. If I starve to death or die from thirst, wouldn't I be even more wronged than Dou Er?

He thought about the random things that happened, and casually chatted for awhile. After listening to Zhu Tai tell Fatty Wang about some of the things that happened at that place, the sky outside had completely darkened.

It was not a very large room. There were four rooms in the living room with us, and after a few moments of squeezing together, we were able to rest for the night.

It was just that the heavens were not happy. When dawn of the second day arrived, a light drizzle began to fall from the sky. Very quickly, this drizzling rain turned into a torrential downpour, and at daybreak, the entire sky seemed as white as water.

After casually making some breakfast, I was surprised to find that this guy, who looked at me silently with a pair of round eyes, was actually quite good at cooking. He wasn't even inferior to some of the hotel's chefs.

However, looking at his slightly bloated body, I felt relieved. If not for this, how could there exist a body that could appear to be rich after traveling with the Fatty Wang all year round?

Fan Cunlong woke up very early. When we woke up, he was already sitting by himself on the roof by the door, looking at the torrential downpour outside as if he was thinking about something.

I called out to him and he turned around with an honest smile. "Zheng, I'm fine."

"If you have nothing to do, then come over to eat. Why are you sitting there by yourself in a daze?"

"Oh!" Fan Cunlong responded as he got up and walked over. Zhu Tai stood behind a small table and looked at him. His completely white eyes made Fan Cunlong uneasily twist his body.

"Yes, earlier than I thought." Zhu Tai slightly nodded, he lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Fan Cunlong, causing Fan Cunlong's tensed body to loosen up.

I looked at Fan Cunlong, then looked at the altar and shook my head helplessly.

If my guess is right, Fan Cunlong must have been shocked by Zhu Tai, so he felt fear from the soul when he looked at Zhu Tai. And fear, was originally an emotion that should not have appeared on Fan Cunlong, this little dragon, so he felt extremely uncomfortable.

I could guess that this was all thanks to this little Heavenly Master of the Zhao Family, Zhao QIu. He had once gone out with Zhao QIu to help him deal with some matters, and when they went down the coffin, one of the children had been pestered by the person in the coffin. Zhao QIu had used a similar method to help the child on the altar.

However, when the children saw Zhao Qijiu, they were always a little dazed. Zhao Qijiu told me some of the reasons why.

Deep down, he didn't say anything because it was a type of taboo. He only reminded me that because it was directly made from the child's soul, the weak soul in the child's body couldn't calm down due to the shock. So when I looked at him, there was a type of fear that came from the depths of my heart, but I couldn't express it.

I asked Zhao QIu for a solution, and he told me at that time that there was no solution. I could only wait for the soul stored in my body to calm down. Otherwise, no one would be able to help him. After all, it involved a person's soul and spirit. If something went wrong, something bad would happen.