Cannon fodder and the book-wearing hero's Shura field

He Lianjun hasn't seen the little fox for two days.

He went out in the wind and snow, and for the first time there were waves in his dark eyes, and there were some other emotions.

He didn't even notice that his usually spotless clothes were stained with a little dirt.

Or maybe, he noticed it, but he just doesn't have the heart to take care of it now.

His little fox is very playful, but there is never a day when he does not go home.

Where did it go??

He didn't care about his manners, and his steps, which should have been neither fast nor slow, were messed up? He didn't have the calm look before.

He used to always feel that the little fox couldn't do without him.

Only now did I realize that he was wrong, that he couldn't do without the little fox.

His heart is disturbed?

In the end, just before he was on the verge of collapse, under the big tree in the lake, he saw the little fox curled up together.

The young man buried his head deeply in the crook of his arms, and the shadow of the tree in the red clothes dimmed? Quite a bit.

He Lianjun's heart suddenly calmed down, he breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the man for a while, walked over, and squatted down.

His hand paused for a while, and finally placed it on the top of the little fox's hair. His voice was still cool, but gentler than before: "What's wrong?"

Fusang's body froze when he heard the words, and he raised his head suddenly, his black eyes were full of tears, and when he saw the visitor, the tears could no longer be controlled, and fell down like beads.

He wronged: "I? Not dirty, I? I'm not a monster."

"No one said you were dirty," He Lian-jun looked at his tears, and his heart tightened. "You're just a little fox."

Fusang pointed at the lake, with those blessing lamps reflected in his eyes, "But...they said I'd be polluted...the gods..."

This is an ordinary festival, isn't it? There are thousands of blessing lamps in the lake, and the lights are bright.But each of the blessing lamps said that he would drive his little fox out of Daze Mountain.

He Lianjun looked at those lights, and anger suddenly rose in his heart. He blesses the world with good weather and accepts their blessing wishes. What are they doing now?

They are teaming up to drive away their little foxes.

Why do they want to drive away their little fox, what qualifications do they have to do so?

Lord Helian's eyes dimmed.

In the wind and snow, I saw him flick his long sleeves, and the thousands of blessing lamps in the lake instantly shattered, and the light spots floated all over the sky.

"They're talking nonsense," he said in a low voice.

Dirty? God? It's them.

Fusang looked at the scattered light and asked, "Really?"

He Lianjun stood up and stretched out his hand to him: "Let's go, are you going home?"

From that day on, Lord Helian was confiscated and disappeared into the lake, and never received everyone's blessings again.

It's just that his body is getting weaker day by day.

The gods eat the offerings of the world, but Mr. Helian has sealed off this road with his own hands.

His spiritual power became weaker and weaker.

Fusang's eyes were worried, he wanted Mr. Helian to open the lake and accept people's wishes again.

He Lianjun lay halfway on the couch, her cold eyes were firm, "They are no longer my believers, and I will no longer accept their blessings."

The moment they were going to drive Little Fox away, he had no more followers.

All he had, all he wanted to have, was a fox.

Fusang opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

But one day, what he worried about finally happened.

He just remembered that the snow was so heavy that day that it almost flooded the entire Daze Mountain.

Daze Mountain was forcibly broken into by [-] soldiers, led by Ayun who was rescued by Mr. Helian at that time.

It's just that he now uses another name: Yun Chensheng.

I saw him wearing a white robe, with a cold expression, and he was completely different from the gray-robed youth he had rescued before.

The people and soldiers around him called him the National Guard.

Fusang looked at Yun Chensheng and raised his hand, and said in a calm voice, "Last night the stars were sparse, and the purple night in the east was dim. My master used tortoise shells as bindings, and learned that there are fearful monsters in the east."

Fusang frowned, frowning, and felt that there was a shadow of a crane lotus in his gestures.

He is... imitating He Lian.

He was disgusted, and Ming Ming was wearing the same white long gown, the same spotless, but he felt that the cloud dust was so hypocritical and dirty.

No one in the world knows that there is a fox in Daze Mountain. It is conceivable who leaked it.

He also thought of the gray skirt that swept past the window that day.

"What are you doing here?" Fusang asked coldly.

Yun Chen's vivid eyes flickered, and he turned into that look of compassion: "Little Fusang has grown up."

"Get out if you have nothing to do." Fusang said mercilessly.

Yun Chensheng? His eyes dimmed? For a moment, "Daze Shansheng? Demons, things related to the common people in the world? You don't let them in. Is there a ghost?"

Fusang is disgusting? Just as he was about to say something with this face, He Lianjun suddenly walked out.

His complexion was a little pale, and he looked up coldly. "Yun Chensheng?" With a glance, he said calmly, "Who gave you the courage to break into Daze Mountain."

His voice is very low, but it can be heard clearly by [-] soldiers. Yun Chensheng is a bit embarrassing. After so many years, he has tried hard to imitate He Lianjun, and finally got into the position of "National Master". , but completely exposed the prototype.

Looking at the figure on the top of the snow, he felt that he was a clown.

His long-sleeved fingers were clenched tightly into fists, and he was full of hostility. After a while, he glanced at the [-] soldiers behind him, and suddenly pointed to Lord Helian and said, "That's him, he is the demon of Daze Mountain. "

As soon as these words came out, Fusang narrowed his eyes and looked at him dangerously.

He Lianjun's expression was indifferent, and there was no other reaction.

The [-] soldiers looked at each other, but did not move. They knew that there was a fairy living in Daze Mountain since they were young.

But now, the national teacher said that the god is a demon, they obviously don't believe it.

Seeing that there was no movement around, Yun Chensheng glanced ruthlessly across his eyes. He waved his long sleeves and said with his hands behind his back: "Think about it, how many years has it been since your blessing lamps have been taken apart? .”

The soldiers whispered.

"Three years ago, my daughter-in-law gave birth to a child. I originally prayed for Lord Helian to bless and give birth to a boy, but it turned out to be a girl. The blessing lamp was never turned on at all."

"I? Pray that I? can find a beautiful wife. As a result, my current daughter-in-law is old and ugly."

"Yes, I pray every year, but I haven't been opened at all."

Yun Chensheng? There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared in an instant. He said: "Don't you know why? Because your god—— Helian Jun has become a demon?"

"Yes, otherwise why don't you accept our blessings."

"Our god has become a demon."

"He's not our god, the national teacher is."

"Kill? Him! Kill? Him!"

The sky was gloomy, and the snow was falling again for a few minutes.

Fusang's pretty eyebrows frowned? He got up, and with a wave of his red sleeves, the first batch of booing soldiers suddenly stumbled far away.

I just heard him say without a trace of emotion: "Give it to me? Get out."

Blood flowed from the corners of the soldiers' mouths, and they looked at Fusang full of hostility in horror.

Yun Chensheng hid behind someone the moment Fusang waved his sleeves. He tidied up his sleeves and said, "This man is that red fox. He defiled your gods."

The soldiers were frightened by Fusang and dared not move forward.

Yun Chen took a few steps back and said, "Don't be afraid, it doesn't matter, you go together, he can't hurt you."

He can't hurt? His own followers.

This is also the reason why he dared to bring soldiers to Daze Mountain.

Fusang turned her head to look at He Lian's side, seeing his pale lips, she called softly: "He Lian."

He Lian frowned, and when she heard the shout, she gave Fu Sang a reassuring look, "I'm fine."

After finishing speaking, he looked down the mountain with some unease? In the direction of the lake.

Fusang noticed that his mood was not right, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He Lianjun was quiet for a while, and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it down anymore."

Fusang raised his head suddenly: "What?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Daze Mountain suddenly moved? Then, the whole snow mountain shook violently.

Suddenly there was a roar of a beast from the ground.

Those soldiers were stunned by the shock, and Yun Chen's body was shaken a few times.

The soldiers asked in horror: "What's going on, what happened? What happened?"

"It's Qinglong." Lord Helian's eyes were heavy.

Fusang asked: "Qinglong?"

"Ancient mythical beasts existed before we?appeared?." He Lian-jun said, "At that time, because he harmed the common people and devoured the common people, it took me a lot of effort to suppress him. Now? Under the lake."

"Why did it suddenly behave like this today?" Fusang asked?

Lord Helian looked at it? Those soldiers glanced, "He swallowed it? The greed and hatred in these mortals are about to break through the seal?"

As soon as the words fell, the mountains shook and the ground cracked, and a black dragon emerged from the water.

It rushed towards He Lianjun, with one paw pointing behind it, and said in a trembling voice: "It's coming? It's coming out. It's coming out?"

Fusang looked in the direction it pointed, only to see a ten-foot-long blue dragon with ugly scales all over its body soaring out of the sky.

then.It turned around in the air, and a huge dragon head aimed at the three thousand soldiers.

Its nostrils are like a big copper vat, wrinkling its nose and snorting, the dozens of soldiers in front were slapped to the ground by the air current.

They shook a few times, and instantly lost their breath.

The other soldiers panicked when they saw it. They held spears in their hands and aimed at Qinglong, but their hands were shaking.

They turned their heads to look for the national teacher, wanting to ask for help, but there was no national teacher anywhere.

Yun Chensheng? He has long since fled without a trace.

The group of soldiers instantly disappeared? The backbone, because of fear, they couldn't hold the spears in their hands steadily.

That green dragon hadn't opened fish for thousands of years, and now seeing tens of thousands of people, he was very excited, his brown eyes looked down at the crowd, and suddenly he flicked his tail, more than a dozen people rose into the air, and when they fell again, they were already dead. It fell into Qinglong's mouth.

Fusang stared at him coldly. After a while, he turned his head to speak to Mr. Helian, but he saw Mr. Helian was looking at him.

Fusang was taken aback for a moment, and read "a little sadness" in those deep eyes.

He was about to speak, but his whole body went numb, Fusang felt something, his throat was dry, and he asked with difficulty: "Helian...you...what are you going to do."

He Lian didn't answer him, but looked sideways at the dragon, and said in a hoarse voice, "Take him away."

Jiaolong glanced at Fusang, finally nodded to Helian, and lifted Fusang up into the air.

Fusang looked at He Lianjun and heard him say in a hoarse voice: "Don't be playful, remember to eat well."

He has never had a weakness in his life.

At the end, only to find out that he has.

The only thing he is afraid of is that he is gone? No one takes care of his little fox.

Fusang wanted to shake his head, but found that he couldn't even do the most basic movements.

He was blinded by the wind and snow, and only saw the back of the man walking towards the green dragon.

Finally, together with Qinglong, Baiyi sank into the lake.

Using itself as a seal, it suppressed the evil dragon.

Fusang had already burst into tears, he stretched out his hand, trying to grab the white robe that was about to disappear, but it was empty.

"Helian!"

The lake wave moved a few times, and finally returned to calm.

And the heavy snow that day covered the entire cold mountain.

Lu Xiuyuan woke up suddenly, and the huge pain seemed to be swallowed up.

He stretched out his hand in a trance, only to touch it? His face was full of tears.

Crane lotus.

He read the name once, only to feel pain in his heart.

After a while, he recovered from his grief.

He turned his head sideways, the small window was half-opened, and in the hazy moonlight, Chu Jingchuan closed his eyes, feeling deeply sleepy.

Lu Xiuyuan got out of bed, and walked towards the people with bare feet.

The author has something to say: the past is unbearable to look back on, and the moon is shining.