Panda goes down the mountain

Chapter 47 Mass Graves

Sacrifice the cesspit

Yuanzhou stuffed his mobile phone under the pillow, ignoring the netizens who kept asking "the details I want to see together". He hugged the quilt and turned three times to the left and three times to the right on the bed, thinking confidently: I To be together is to be together!

Gu Qingqu is his mountain, which cannot be questioned!

People who dare to question or other things - kill without mercy!

Yes, I'm talking about you, Japanese people!

Yuanzhou was lying on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He seemed to be asleep, but his spiritual consciousness turned into mist-like aura, covering the entire Daqing Mountain.

Just like what Gu Qingqu felt through the Zhoutian Xingchen array that day, every plant, tree, and every slight movement in the mountains cannot escape his perception.

While doing so, Yuanzhou's spine was in the middle, and a section of vertebrae exuded a faint, jade-colored aura.

This was the last gift given to him by the mountain god before he fell asleep.

"Thousands of thousands of mountains and thousands of living beings are entrusted to this mountain bone." The mountain god said.

He stretched out his hand to the back of his head, his complexion turned pale, his aura collapsed, but he still spoke the following words evenly with breath.

"Now that the mainland of China has fallen into the age of doom, this is God's will, and it is also a sign of the rise of human beings. God's will cannot be violated, but as a mountain god, I have been worshiped by all spirits to achieve this body, so I cannot leave creatures other than humans alone."

"I have sealed all the ferocious beasts that roam the earth, and sealed the veins with their evil energy. The last trace of spiritual energy will sink into the ground together with my body, and protect China for thousands of years. After the rise of human beings, their luck will awaken Earth veins, ushering in a new era of spiritual energy recovery."

"After I left, the [-] mountains were left unattended, and I was afraid that they would gradually die out. Therefore, I divided the bones of the mountain into two sections. One section was scattered with mountains and rivers, and the other section was placed on you. From then on, you can replace me." The authority in charge of these [-] mountains will not weaken with the decline of aura."

"Grow up well, roll." The mountain god stretched out his hand and stroked his beloved pet nostalgicly. His hand sank into his body, and he pulled out a jade-colored spine from the back of his neck. The majestic figure is also like a reflection in the water, gradually dissipating a little bit of aura.

Where he descended, a panda hugged the heavy mountain bone, staring blankly at the direction where the mountain god disappeared.

Suddenly, the mountain bones scattered into countless pieces, flying to different peaks, like a group of jade-colored butterflies.And the vertebra closest to the heart was inserted into Yuanzhou's spine, which made him suddenly become the only surviving big monster in the land of Kyushu from an ordinary iron-eating beast.

Wonju's bones changed and remodeled, and the fur on his body disappeared, revealing smooth skin.

The delicate look between the brows and eyes is the same as usual, but the whole face is completely different.

——The bigger the monster, the longer the childhood.Yuanzhou is only more than 200 years old this year. Under the enlightenment of the mountain god, he obtained the human form in advance. Unfortunately, the person who enlightened him was invisible.

A string of tears wet the cheeks, it turns out that there is no thick fluff, and the sadness is so hard to hide.

Standing on the top of the mountain that lost its aura, the iron-eating beast learned the first thing after turning into a human form—tears are salty and bitter, and parting is heart-piercing.

But he is now an adult iron-eating beast. There is no mountain god who can make him roll around like a baby with his thighs in his arms, and there is no warm embrace that he can bury his head in and absorb the tears on his face with the hem of his clothes.

A gust of mountain wind blew by, Yuanzhou wiped away his tears and walked down the mountain.

There seemed to be an exhortation from the mountain god in my ears: "Gun Gun, don't hate human beings, and treat human beings equally as you love everything in this world."

OK, I am obedient.Yuanzhou thought to himself, then let me see what human beings look like?

After thousands of years, he walked in the world for a while, then returned to Daqingshan to sleep for a while, and left all kinds of deeds during his walking, so that the rumor that "Daqingshan is the dragon vein of Kyushu" has never been extinguished, and incense has been worshiped throughout the ages.

Until a hundred years ago, the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth declined to the point where it could not provide daily activities. In order not to wear down the bones in his body, Yuanzhou chose to return to Daqing Mountain, sealed himself, and fell into a deep sleep that lasted for a hundred years.

His face sank sideways on the bed, wondering if he remembered what happened many years ago, Yuanzhou's cheeks rubbed against the pillow.

He used his spiritual sense to go around Gu Qingqu's place to make sure that he didn't leave, and then the fine and dense spiritual sense covered him like a silk net.Yuanzhou gathered his people in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

The spiritual energy in Gu Qingqu's body overflowed in his sleep, and he threw himself into Yuanzhou's spiritual consciousness with joy, entangled gently, "You are in me", it is his love and attachment that he would never show when he is awake.

As the night deepened, the glazed tiles of the mountain temple glowed with luster. As the original Gungun small shop became bigger and bigger, helping more people and demons, more and more power of faith flocked to Daqingshan from all directions. When did the mountain god statue in the main hall become more and more majestic, as if the spirit of a hundred thousand mountains really merged into a miniature and projected on the Qingshan statue.

The incense in the hall suddenly trembled, and the footsteps of "step, step" sounded in the hazy incense mist, and then a voice said in Japanese dialect: "It really works!"

The smoke was blown away by the night wind, and a long shadow was cast in the moonlight. The person who visited the mountain temple late at night was indeed Kobayashi-kun.

He was holding a little black cat with two tails in his hand. Its eyes were closed tightly, and it was unconscious. Two jade-colored bells on its ears flickered, emitting blue light spots, which merged with the statue of the mountain god. .

There was no lack of joy in Mr. Xiaolin's words. He walked in with the cat, boldly held up a joss stick, tilted his wrist slightly, and the red candle tears fell at the foot of the green hill, staining the mountain.

Mr. Xiaolin put his body into a tense posture and raised his vigilance. After a long time, there was no other reaction from the mountain god.

He put the candle back into the candlestick, walked out of the hall lightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the shadow under his feet.

Sure enough, as the seniors said, they dug out treasures from Daqing Mountain back then, and the Maoyou refined from this treasure was born to deceive the mountain god's perception.

Many years ago, the plan of the predecessors to secretly change the national destiny was close to success, but unfortunately, the plan was destroyed by a landslide. Tens of thousands of soldiers, officers, and people with lofty ideals were buried at the foot of the mountain. The baby escaped from birth.

Now, he will inherit the wishes of his ancestors and complete this great cause on their behalf.

Mr. Xiao Lin silently recited the honorable name of the gods, hoping that his ancestors would bless him for a smooth trip, but he himself turned around and did not return to the arranged dormitory, but instead went to the back mountain.

Putting his hand on Maoyou's head, black runes emerged from Kobayashi's collar, spreading all the way to the whole body, forming another shackle, imprisoning Maoyou in it.

Huge wraiths appeared behind the cat again. They roared silently, and a foul smell like mud gushed out from their bodies.

However, a mirror suddenly appeared on Mr. Xiaolin's chest. It was shining brightly, reflecting all the filth that tried to hurt Mr. Xiaolin back to Wraith.

The black figure collapsed, and the face of the wraith showed pain. Mr. Xiaolin smiled contemptuously, then he tightened the shackles, and the wraiths spread out and woven into an impenetrable darkness. The body is like armor.

The cat's two tails stretched again, turning into a hideous and terrifying monster with a height of more than ten meters. It raised its head to face the moon, and a huge figure suddenly rose into the sky.

Mr. Xiao Lin stepped on the back of the monster, overlooking the mountains, his heart was full of pride.

He took out the map left by his predecessors from his chest, pointed in a certain direction, and said, "Maoyou, go."

The darkness became the best cover. The monster's fur seemed to blend into the pitch-black night. From a distance, one could only see a vague shadow passing by the bright moon.

What Mr. Xiao Lin didn't notice was that with the swaying of the cat's bell, the entire mountain range seemed to echo with each other and rippling with layers of forest waves. The blue spiritual energy overflowed from the trees and rocks, shaking lightly like fireflies.

Gu Qingqu felt this kind of shaking in his sleep. He seemed to be placed on the top of the waves, swaying with the waves. The spiritual power in his body followed the guidance of Yuanzhou's spiritual sense at some point, submerged into the entire Daqing Mountain, and penetrated the ground.

The spiritual power swims freely in the veins like a fish, awakening the spiritual energy at each node, and the mountain bones that were originally scattered on all sides emit light, linking together to form a net covering Daqingshan.

A discordant node appeared in this network, which attracted the attention of the spiritual power. It moved the spiritual power of the neighbors, trying to gather this wandering node back into the entire network.

This was a pain for Mr. Lin, he was sitting on Maoyou's back, and suddenly the wind direction of the whole mountain changed, and it condensed into huge waves hitting him one after another.

The cat was bouncing up and down again, and Mr. Xiaolin seemed to be sitting on a jumping machine all the way forward. He tightened the shackles on the cat again, opened his mouth, and was swallowed.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Mr. Xiao Lin coughed a lot.

Finally, another huge wave hit, and he made a 360-degree bow in the air, and was photographed on the ground in a daze.

Mr. Xiao Lin held his forehead that had been knocked and looked around, suspecting that he had been discovered by the mountain god.

However, apart from this gust of evil wind, the whole mountain was quiet, and even the spiritual energy shrouded in the mountain was the same as usual.

He looked again at the bell on the cat's head and settled down.

"The wind in the mountains is strong, and these wraiths are not very honest. I must be thinking too much."

This place is not far from where he was going, Mr. Xiao Lin tied a cloth strip to wrap the wound, gritted his teeth and climbed the Lishan Road in the dark. When the moon reached mid-heaven, he finally saw a collapsed stone tablet, and he was overjoyed.

He tore off the cloth strips on his head, his fingers were stained with blood, and it was printed on the Yata mirror, and he took out ten kinds of blessings one by one from the mirror, and wrapped them around the edge of the stone tablet one by one.

Then Mr. Xiaolin jumped up with strange steps, shook the ten wishing utensils in a certain order, and counted from one to ten silently.

Gradually, Zhu Qi didn't need his movements, and it shook itself without wind, making the sound of "Burubu, Yura Yuliangzhi, Burubu". The sound of the surrounding leaves gradually disappeared, and the chirping of birds and insects became inaudible.

In the dead silence, blood oozes from the cracks in the rocks, and the blood that has been sealed for a hundred years is still as bright as when it just happened.

Xiao Lin's trousers were soaked in blood and smelled of rust. He took a deep breath of blood and said happily, "It's done."

"Maoyou, lift up the ground around here!"

The resentful spirits were restless, intuiting that there was something familiar to them below, and without waiting for Xiao Lin's order, they pried the rocks and created a huge movement.

While the mountain was shaking, the blood color spread, as if revealing the things underneath.

It was a blood pool hundreds of meters square and bubbling. There were countless scattered bones soaked in the blood pool. Some were dressed in civilian clothes, and some were in Japanese military uniforms. They were all entangled and difficult to distinguish.

It was a mass grave.

A night owl flew by in the night sky overhead, making a shrill cry.

From a distance, it sounded like "Your mother—scared my father to death—"

Yuanzhou twisted sour Yu's ears severely, and said angrily, "Is that what Ye Xiao called it?"

Sour and hugging his head: "Pay attention to the influence, Gu Qingqu is still there!"

It's a long story, the main reason why the two demons and one person appeared here in the middle of the night, and watched Mr. Xiao Lin's performance art, was because of Gu Qingqu.

He suddenly woke up from his dream, followed the clues he saw, hurriedly put on his clothes and went out, called Suan and said: "Take me to a place."

Sour and: "The starting price is 1000, 250 per kilometer."

"Okay." The price of this flight is not low, but since it flies fast and it is night, the charge is reasonable.

Gu Qingqu pressed his sore wings, raised his feet and stepped on its back, but still hadn't put his butt in place.

Acid and suddenly rolled on the spot, Wing hugged his head in a standard posture: "I'm wrong!"

"Uh..." Gu Qingqu had an ominous premonition, he turned his head, and sure enough, there was a panda standing under the light, with half of its face in the shadow, it was difficult to distinguish black and white.

It settled the acid first: "Let's talk about you driving an illegal car later."

Then he took out the recording pen and questioned Gu Qingqu: "Did you just say you were the only one riding me?"

"Uh..." Suan Youzhi pricked up his ears, wishing for a bag of melon seeds for him to nibble on.

A pair of basin-sized eyes glanced at Gu Qingqu's body, and the meaning in the eyes was clearly discernible——

Wow, I can't see it, you are a human being who is serious on the surface, what are you discussing in private that should not be listened to?

Disrespect, disrespect.

Sour and should be glad that Gu Qingqu didn't know what "fox spirit" and "riding or not riding" were all accidents caused by his broken mouth.

Otherwise, let alone leave a few pairs of wings to fly in the sky, whether it can crawl on the ground like a snake is a problem.

Gu Qingqu sighed—so how did things come to this point?

Below is the mass grave that Kobayashi Kenichiro opened from the belly of the mountain, full of evil spirits and blood.

Above, he, Yuanzhou, Suan and one man and two monsters are stacked on top of each other. He is on Yuanzhou's back, Yuanzhou is on Suan's back, and Suan is on the top of Mr. Xiaolin's head, covering his figure with thick clouds.

Coupled with Xiao Linjun's arrogant and proud laughter, this scene is strange and somewhat ridiculous.

In the end, the silence was broken by acid and: "What the hell is this idiot trying to do?"

Yuanzhou: "Do you know the leylines?"

"Ah."

"The Wa people chose 99 eyes on the ground veins, and built mass graves on them. The one below your eyelids is the most important core. They want to use blood and resentment to corrode the ground veins of Jiangguo, and then release the aura accumulated in the ground veins , Summon your own ancestral gods."

Sour and: "..."

It knows about the land veins, and it was also one of the beasts suppressed by the mountain god back then.

So of course it also knows where the aura comes from in the veins, it is all the fierce monsters' aura, and no one will be able to please anyone who encounters it.

"No, I won't mention this act of sacrificing one's life to blow up a cesspit," Suan and Nahan said, "Let me just ask, who is the ancestor of the Japanese people? Did they come to collect garbage?"

Too bad!

The author says:

Kobayashi's mantras are selected from the "Ten Kinds of Exorcism Words" in "The Chronicle of the Past"

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