monster study

"Gu?" Nanying was surprised.

Shang Si picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, and said leisurely: "That was before I met you, so you didn't know. At that time, there was another existence in the world, which is what you humans say God said."

In the last sentence, Shang Si looked at Lu Zhifei and said, "Do you know what God is?"

Lu Zhifei shook his head.

"God, at first, was a spirit body naturally conceived by heaven and earth when the chaos first opened. It was used to stabilize China and protect all things. Later, many powerful people and demons broke the restrictions of heaven, so they also became gods. But with the development of human beings Reproduction, the vitality between the heaven and the earth is consumed more and more, and no one can become a god anymore. When human beings develop to a certain level and become the masters of this world, and no longer need the escort of gods, many gods will naturally die. .”

Shang Si took a sip of water, and continued: "Therefore, there are fewer and fewer gods, and finally there are only a few left. If they are alive, they become old immortals. These old immortals play chess boringly on Zhongnan Mountain every day. One day I happened to have something to do, and they insisted on pulling me to play with me, really, it’s not what I want to play.”

Shang four spread his hands, Lu Zhifei was indifferent.

"What did you play?" Nan Ying asked.

"We created a person." Shang Si said: "To be precise, in order not to destroy the balance of heaven and earth, we just wrote him down on paper at first. You add one, and I add one, so that no one can predict it. Everyone can have fun with the development of the next story. I am idle and bored, so I added a sentence-this person looks like a good woman, and she is too beautiful, so she covered her face with a white veil. But I only added this With one sentence, I left Zhongnanshan. Who would have thought that when I go back, things have far exceeded my expectations."

That year, Shang Si did not know how many years later he returned to Zhongnan Mountain again.For people like them, time has lost its meaning.

There was no trace of the gods in the gazebo. They may have died, or they may have left, and no one in the world has seen them again.Only the autumn wind rolled up the fallen leaves, blew through Shang Si's clothes, and turned the yellowed pages of the book.

God disappeared, but the book remained.This may be the only book written by the gods.

Of course, Shang Si would be curious about how they ended up writing the story, but after opening it, he realized that he was wrong.

"I shouldn't let them play this game at all. The people they created have powerful magic power, but lack the most basic humanity. He can't integrate into the human race at all, and he can't feel a sense of belonging to the human race. The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world are completely incomprehensible to him, because the person who created him does not have this ability. To make matters worse," Shang Si frowned slightly, "The power of gods is too powerful. When the pen was writing, I accidentally left mana in that book. The power of the gods opened up a whole new space, and most of these powers eventually converged on that person. I just glanced into the book at the time , he found me."

That moment was undoubtedly very frightening. Shang Si turned the pages of the book, but his eyes saw another world through the words.And in that world, someone was looking up at him.

Those eyes were indifferent and lonely, not human eyes, nor the peace of God.And in that world, the vegetation is withered, the birds are extinct, and it is deserted.He was alone, standing on the vast wasteland, looking up at the sky.

"I smell a breath of destruction." Shang Si stared, "If we don't stop it, the two worlds will inevitably collide. At that time, the world will be affected. I can't let such a dangerous character out of the book, so I immediately I asked Xingjun to borrow the judge's pen, dipped it in my cinnabar, and strangled him in the book with one stroke."

A bright red letter of death appeared over the wasteland, like an ancient seal, pressed down by an invisible hand.The red that covered the sky and the sun swept over, the earth began to crack, and the sky began to collapse, but the man still looked up at the sky, with no waves in his eyes.

"Then he should be dead, why does he still appear?" Nanying was surprised.

"I don't know, maybe he escaped from the broken world to the present world at the last moment. In short, after I destroyed that world, I burned that book in the font bank on Zhongnan Mountain. How did he escape? Yes, maybe you have to go back and take a look to find out."

However, for Lu Zhifei, what he heard was too miraculous. He couldn't help but think of what his father told him about the dragon that died on Kunlun Mountain. Maybe all of this is true, not just a pillow story.

"Then what does this have to do with Gu?" He asked.

Xiao Qiao answered him, "A few old immortals have nothing to do to create a personal game, so what's the difference from raising Gu? It's just that they finally raised a Gu King, and they even backfired."

At this time, Hongying and Lue brought up the dishes, and they sat down and chatted while eating.

Xiao Qiao tied a napkin for the little wolf dog, let him sit next to her, and gave him some cloth.Lu Zhifei saw it, probably only when facing the little wolf dog, Xiao Qiao would become so considerate.

Nan Ying was still worried about Shang Si, "You suddenly fell into a deep sleep a hundred years ago, is it also related to him?"

"I can't be sure, but there are nine out of ten. Back then, I was repairing the big formation in Beijing to stabilize the vitality of the surrounding world. However, when the repair came to the last juncture, the font library on the outskirts of the city was suddenly destroyed, and it happened to be a key in the big formation. Node. In order to prevent the formation from collapsing, I had no choice but to fill it with myself. As a result, I was forced to sleep for 100 years. The font library must have been destroyed artificially, and the time coincided with Qingheng's death time. At this time, Xu Wanling I got the news from someone that the Suzaku pen can revive dead objects." In Shang Si's analysis, the truth of the year gradually surfaced.

Xiao Qiao is clever, and she knows everything, "The person who broke the formation is Xu Wanling."

"Yes." Shang Si nodded, "That man discarded the sleepy spirit lock, but took away the Suzaku pen. It can be seen that the Suzaku pen is very important to him. And he has been hiding in the dark, so much trouble in the layout, it can be seen that although he I escaped from the book by chance, but he must have been seriously injured, which prevented him from moving freely, so he had to rely on Xu Wanling's strength. Xu Wanling broke the formation, and I was forced to sleep, so he had more time to recover. Then , when the time is right..."

"You wake up, Xu Wanling is dead, he took away the Suzaku pen, then he can make more puppets according to the method Xu Wanling found out." Nanying gasped, "He can even create you. "

Lu Zhifei was awe-inspiring, if this was the case, it would be terrible.

Shang Si still should eat and drink, seven points chic, three points unbeatable, and finally sighed, "It's all those old people who are so wicked, leaving such a mess to me, I would die happily. I really Poor, don't you think so, little Lulu?"

The worry in Lu Zhifei's heart suddenly burst like summer bubbles, "If you call yourself dead, you won't die."

Shang Si spread his hands sadly, and Xiao Qiao echoed, "Yes, it's up to you."

Nan Ying smiled, her worry was finally slightly diluted, "Eat quickly, the food won't taste good when it's cold."

That night, Xiao Qiao and the little wolf dog stayed and continued to discuss the treatment method.Shang Si carried a lantern and took Lu Zhifei back to his study. Because he drank a little wine, he walked slowly and shook the lantern.

When we arrived at the study, Lu Zhifei saw Shang Si stepping up the stairs and was about to leave.As a result, Shang Si turned his head, half leaned on the handrail of the stairs and leaned over to grab him, "Don't go, you don't want the agreed reward?"

Lu Zhifei wasn't sure whether Shang Si was drunk or not, but when it came to the salary, he really remembered it.That day he helped Shang Si find Qu Qingheng, and Shang Si said - special rewards for special missions.

"Let's go, I'm sure you're satisfied." Shang Si raised the corner of his mouth, half of his face was exposed in the moonlight, and half was hidden in the shadows, such a smile really looked a little deceptive.

Lu Zhifei followed him up the stairs, and when he entered Shang Si's room and saw him close the door, he felt a sense of crisis.

"What is the reward? If you don't tell me, I will go back." Lu Zhifei said.

Shang Si walked slowly to the desk, spread out the rice paper, and began to grind the ink, "Young man, don't worry. Come, come here, I will test your homework first."

Lu Zhifei walked over suspiciously, took the pen from him, "What to write?"

"You can write whatever you want to say to your father." Shang Si said, propping his elbows on the desk like a boneless one, urging him while grinding the ink, "Write quickly."

Lu Zhifei picked up the pen, thinking of his father far away, and a thousand words lingered in his heart.

Is he okay?

Alone?

Is he still sitting alone on the tree, looking at the tree-lined path outside the fence waiting for him to go home...

Lu Zhifei wrote, thinking of his father's appearance in his mind, writing carefully one stroke at a time.Regardless of whether his mood at the moment can be conveyed back in the end, he doesn't want to deal with it hastily...

"Tsk, why are you so ugly?" It would be perfect if there were no monsters around.

Lu Zhifei took a deep breath, ignored him, and continued writing.

"It's so ugly, you are so handsome, why are your characters so ugly?" Shang Si looked left and right, and chanted a few words from time to time, endlessly.

"Can you be quiet for a while?" Lu Zhifei turned his head and asked politely.

Shang Si shook his head, "No, it's too ugly, I can't bear it, I'm about to have a heart attack."

What a beautiful word, how did it turn into a ghostly character when it came to Lu Zhifei?How embarrassing for him as a teacher?He must be corrected.

Thinking of this, Shang Si started directly.Walking to Lu Zhifei's side, he stretched out his hand to hold Lu Zhifei's hand holding the pen, took out the rice paper and started over again, "Look at the words, write like this."

The man's scorching breath was right next to his ears, Lu Zhifei's body stiffened suddenly, but his hands were pulled to move.With one stroke and one stroke, the characters that were crooked like a dog just now became straight.

Lu Zhifei was almost half-embraced by him now, and his palms were burning hot.From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the man beside him, but his expression was rare and serious. The moonlight streamed in from the half-open window in front of the desk, softening his facial features, making him look extra gentle.

But tenderness?This word has nothing to do with Shang Si.

This feeling was so strange, the more Lu Zhifei thought about it, the more weird it became, and that feeling lingered in his heart, lingering.And at this moment, Shang Si's gentle and calm voice sounded in his ears, "Be serious."

listen!Even the tone of voice is so gentle!

"Did you...have you been raped by something?" Lu Zhifei still couldn't hold back, and asked.

Shang Si stopped his writing hand, turned his head, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Guess?"

Shang Si's body still smelled of alcohol, Lu Zhifei leaned back slightly, and heard Shang Si say again: "Don't be afraid, I won't eat you."

After speaking, he paused, and added, "Although you look delicious."

Lu Zhifei: "..."

"Continue." Shang Si switched back to the serious painting style in a second, and took Lu Zhifei's hand to draw a point, "This is the character of family. Among all kinds of monster characters, this character has the highest similarity. Human writing is similar too."

"And these two words, Zhifei, this is your name."

"..."

Word by word, Shang Si held his hand and wrote a long letter home.The handwriting is beautiful and correct, just like the feeling Lu Zhifei gave when he first met.

After finishing writing, Shang Si let go of Lu Zhifei's hand, pushed open the half-closed window, and shook the copper bell on the window.But Lu Zhifei was still a little dazed, looking at Shang Si's back, and subconsciously touched the hand that was held by him just now.

It wasn't until a turquoise bird flew by the window and took human form to greet Shang Si that Lu Zhifei was brought back to his senses.The man was in his early twenties, with Danfeng eyes, a bunch of green hair dyed, and wearing a very eye-catching dress - Dongfeng Express.

"Fourth Master, long time no see." He raised his hand and smiled heartily.

"It's been a long time, but I'm not looking for you today to reminisce about the old days. There is a letter here. You can send it to Suzhou for me. If there is a reply, remember to bring it back to me."

"Understood, I'll take care of things, don't worry." The man took the letter, then remembered something, and said: "By the way, Fourth Master, Tang Bao asked me to ask you, you let him face the wall at home and think about his past, it's been almost half a month Now, can he come out?"

Tang Bao is that panda spirit, and Shang Si would have a headache when he thought of him, "Okay, let him open his Taobao store properly, and don't hang around in front of me."

"Hey, okay. Then I'll go first, see you, fourth master!" He said, he turned around and jumped out of the corridor. The blue bird with a letter in its mouth goes away.

Seeing the blue bird flying farther and farther, Lu Zhifei belatedly felt a tinge of anticipation—he might be able to write a letter to his father soon, and his persistence for so many years finally came to fruition.

At this time, Shang Si leaned against the window and looked at him expectantly, "I said, with Alipay, can I buy things on Taobao? Can I really buy everything?"

"Oh, you should download the APP first."

"What is an APP?"

"APP is..." Lu Zhifei glanced at Shang Si, "Hey, fart."

Shang Si savored it carefully, "Are you scolding me?"

"No……"

Inside the house, the big devil who humbly asked for advice started his online shopping trip.

Outside the house, in the park across the street from the study, Qu Qingheng No. [-] was sitting on a bench, looking up at the blue birds flying by in the sky.Then he looked down at his limbs that still seemed a little stiff, with a helpless expression on his face.