4000-year-old stone statue revived

Tang Xiaoyu's body shivered in the well-heated room.

He wanted to control his unconscious trembling, but he couldn't do it no matter what. It seemed that his whole body had escaped his control, and each had his own thoughts.

Yu Lan and Chongming have known each other for more than two months, and this is the first time seeing him fly into a rage, so angry that he completely disregards the artist's identity and expression management in public.She tugged at his sleeve in panic, motioning him to sit down and talk in a low-key manner.

Chongming barely suppressed his anger and sat down. Yu Lan looked around and saw Tang Xiaoyu was still in shock, so he had to smooth things over and asked Chongming for him: "I don't quite understand, can you explain to me?"

After sitting down, Chongming, whose expression management was still out of control, was still blowing his beard and staring. Hearing Yu Lanrourou's question, he said angrily, "That's the god's natal spirit bird."

Yu Lan still didn't understand: "What is the natal spirit bird...?"

On the contrary, Tang Xiaoyu was very familiar with the word "spiritual bird", and his trembling body became even more severe, as if he had guessed some terrible possibility, and his whole body was violently attacked by fear.

Chongming had nothing to do with the two ordinary people, and was full of anger thinking about a suitable explanation: "The spirit bird is equivalent to the heart of the god, and the divine power is equivalent to the blood of the god. The spirit bird circulates, supplies the divine power, and guarantees the existence of the god. And you!" He pointed at Tang Xiaoyu angrily: "You bastard! You took away one of Shenjun's natal spirit birds 4000 years ago, and now there are two more, and there are only three spirit birds in Shenjun. You are doing this for your own selfish desires. Divide his heart into three and use it for yourself!"

The most terrifying thought came true, Tang Xiaoyu was so cold that he could freeze, his lips trembled like twitching: "I don't know...I really don't know..."

"Of course you don't know!" Chongming snorted coldly: "4000 years ago, 4000 years later, all you were thinking about was yourself, did you ever think about him?!"

He didn't know 4000 years ago, but now 4000 years later, he asked himself, and he really didn't think about the gods.In his heart, God is omnipotent, and treats him extremely well, almost responding to every request.Relying on this goodness, he does whatever he wants, throws all difficulties and sufferings to the gods, and keeps happiness and joy to himself.

And when he saw Shenjun wearing a golden robe, at that moment, he had a lot of epiphanies, but he didn't have time to stop it, allowing the situation to develop in the worst direction.

Tang Xiaoyu leaned against the table and couldn't breathe, blaming himself that he was about to explode.He imagined that his heart was cut into three pieces, his blood was coagulated, and his body was like burnt incense ash, gradually drifting away and turning into nothingness.

Where is the god?Has the god disappeared?

He didn't know if he had asked these two questions, but he heard Chongming's answer afterwards.

"It hasn't disappeared yet, his natal star is still there."

Tang Xiaoyu got up suddenly, staggered out of the cafe and ran to the open sky to look up.

Maybe it was the heavy rain that Meng Zhang had just had, but there is no cloud cover tonight, and the starry sky is conspicuous.The natal star that he pointed out to Ling Guang when he was in the vast sea before he found Ling Guang still exists, but its brightness is as faint as a burning candle at the end, and it may go out at any time.

Yu Lan and Chong Ming ran out after him, waited for him to finish reading, and turned back with tears in their eyes.

"What should I do? What should I do now?"

There was a hint of threat in Chongming's serious tone: "Return all his spirit birds to him, the sooner the better!"

A very simple but very difficult method.Without the spirit bird, Tang's father and mother would lose their lives again, and Tang Xiaoyu thought that the god had told him that if he took out the spirit bird, he would die too.Most importantly, he didn't know how to take it, and he didn't know where to return it to the god after taking it out.

Tang Xiaoyu's worry was not unreasonable. After listening to his words, Chongming found that it was indeed the case.The spirit bird belongs to the gods, how could they take out the mere beasts and ordinary humans easily?

Chongming and Tang Xiaoyu fell into hard thinking together, but Yu Lan, who was quietly listening to the lecture, came up with an idea first: "Chongming, I remember you once said, which god should you ask for?"

"Talk about divination to find the god of the underworld?"

"exactly!"

Tang Xiaoyu couldn't help shivering: "If I take the initiative to find Shenjun and the others, will I be killed on the spot?"

After all, a few hours ago, Meng Zhang almost crushed him to death like an ant.

"Zhiming Shenjun probably won't." Chongming stroked his chin: "Instead of worrying about being killed by him, it's better to worry that he hasn't woken up yet, or that he's too lazy to move and doesn't want to divination."

Tang Xiaoyu recalled how he went to find Zhiming with Ling Guang before, and it was true that the other party was lazy the whole time, never standing if he could sit, and never sitting when he could lie down.And the hibernation period that fell into a deep sleep lasted for more than three months, and it is still unknown whether he will wake up now.

Yu Lan thumped her palm: "Then let's lure!"

The other two looked at her with faces written all over: How to lure? ? ?

"Ho ho ho~" Yu Lan changed her hands from beating to rubbing, and said with a smile: "The god Zhiming likes to sleep, how about a latex mattress?"

"..." The two turned back silently, continuing to think about the previous question.

Chongming frowned and thought for a moment, and said frankly: "I think it's useless for us to discuss more, we have to go to Zhiming Shenjun to see the situation first."

Tang Xiaoyu nodded twice, and suddenly thought of a question: "How to get there? Do you know the way?"

After all, he had teleported to Lingguang before, and he only knew roughly that it was the Changbai Mountains, but he had no idea where it was.Not to mention the cave between the cliffs, if he, a human with no experience in mountaineering, climbed it, it would probably be a dead end.

"I know roughly..." Chongming spread his hands: "But I can fly, what should you two do? I can't carry two people."

Tang Xiaoyu groaned and fumbled for his mobile phone. Xiezhi was the one who carried the load. However, Xiezhi seemed to be at odds with him a while ago, and he went somewhere, and he was not sure if he would be willing to help.

The three of them tangled in place for a while, unable to think of a better way, so they had to say goodbye first, go home and think about it before making contact.

Finally, six and a half hours after going out to the supermarket, Tang Xiaoyu embarked on his way home with the bag of daily necessities that had been blown by thunder, rain, and strong wind.He was a little uneasy in his heart. He was worried that his parents would see his red and swollen face, and he was worried that they would have trouble if he didn't go back for too long. Now it was getting late, so he had to rush home.

He opened the door of the house, and what was waiting for him was the cloudy faces of his parents and a cold room.

Just at dinner time, there was no fire in the house, no smell of vegetables, and it was as deserted as if there were no living people living there.Tang Xiaoyu's heart beat wildly, he slowly put down the plastic bag, and called uneasily, "Dad? Mom?"

Tang's parents and Tang's mother sat at the dining table together, beckoning to him in a serious tone: "Sit."

Tang Xiaoyu went to sit down, facing the solemn faces of the two, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

What happened today... It was exhausting to lose half-life, go through a fruitless discussion, and come home with parents who didn't know what was going to happen.

Father Tang's expression was very solemn: "Tang Xiaoyu, tell us the truth, what happened to our car accident?"

"I've already said it." Tang Xiaoyu was so tired that his brain was like dough, and he couldn't turn his head: "I was hit by a truck and had a concussion. I lay in the hospital for seven days, and I came back after waking up."

Tang Ma's chest rose and fell violently, and she was about to speak, but her son stopped her.

"I know you guys think it's a bit too coincidental, but these are all true, I can only say that luck is transcendent. Now you are all healthy and healthy, how wonderful, why are you obsessed with this?"

Tang's mother immediately shut up, gave up speaking, and directly threw Tang's father's phone in front of Tang Xiaoyu, pointing at the screen.

There is a paused video on it, the angle is like a surveillance video, Tang Xiaoyu is very familiar with the filming site, very familiar, there is an ominous premonition pervading.

Father Tang clicked the play button: "Look for yourself."

The ominous grin in his heart came true, and Tang Xiaoyu almost exhausted all his strength to keep himself on the seat, watching the disaster happen.

The blue truck, which had been covered in layers of thick ash, was full of goods, and it was a bit out of control when it made a sharp turn.Tang's father, who was standing on the side of the road and was about to cross the road, was directly sucked into the bottom of the car. Tang's mother, who took a few steps away, only touched the side, but she was still blown upside down, her neck elongated strangely, and her head was abnormal. Leaning back, it looks like a mutated long-necked sea monster.

The big truck only paused slightly, and quickly sped up the accelerator to escape, leaving only two crazily bleeding bodies lying quietly on the ground, letting the cold wind blow.After about half a minute, a passerby stepped forward hesitantly, and after seeing the situation clearly, he scrambled and escaped from the screen without knowing where he was going.

Tang's father stopped the video: "Please explain, how did we recover from this kind of injury within seven days without leaving any scars?"

Tang Xiaoyu picked something soft with his fingers, it was the cotton in the chair cushion.He continued to pick unconsciously, and the cotton floated like snowflakes and fell to the ground, like the two silent bodies in the video.

"Xiaoyu..." Mother Tang hesitated to speak, "Dad called my uncle and uncles today, and they... They were very frightened, saying that they had attended our funeral not long ago."

"We don't mean to blame you...we just want to understand, what happened?"

A large piece of the cushion was torn, and the falling cotton was like chicken feathers, messy and embarrassing.

Tang's parents and Tang's mother are calm and patient. Their doubts have been entrenched in their hearts for too long. They don't want to live in such chaos, let alone watch their son getting depressed and gloomy.

They thought that the answer might be difficult for them to accept, and even cut their lives to pieces, but for the sake of their son, they were willing to bear it.

"Speak, Xiaoyu, don't worry, don't be afraid, Mom and Dad are here."

The silence was extremely long, as if the two parties were wrestling to see who could last till the end.In the end, it was Tang Xiaoyu who lost.

The endless worries that have weighed on his heart for the past few days, and today's exhaustion have put him in a state of fatigue interrogation.Discomfort in the cheeks, body, everywhere is clamoring for adequate rest to make up for it.With a feeling of abandonment, he pulled the cushion from under his buttocks and threw it on the table, completely exposing the already mutilated interior to the bright light.

"You... are dead."