Yun Sheng Depths

Chapter 4

"Did you hear me, I have to go." Lu Jia said towards the bed.

After a while, rustling sounds came from the bed. A boa constrictor the size of a bowl, its tail was hanging on the beam, but its body was coiled on the bed. on the pillow.

Hearing this, he just shook the tip of his tail.

As if he hadn't woken up yet.

A lazy snake.

This snake is the snake that Lu Jia rescued three years ago. Since the first time it sucked Lu Jia's blood, it has been coming once a month.

At first, they used a gust of wind to roll Lu Jia into the cave, and then sent him back after drinking enough.

Later, seeing that Lu Jia was not angry or angry, he swam directly to Lu Jia's room and left after sucking blood.

Now it is even more insatiable, staying in the house even if there is nothing to do.

The two small openings on the back of Lu Jia's neck were no longer closed, and were slightly congested, with a little tender red flesh, like two cinnabar moles.

The snake only exerted force on the two small openings each time, and when it was finished, it would split open again.

Lu Jia let it go.

Lu Jia asked the system about the origin of the snake, but he didn't get an answer, only saying that it was not dangerous. ,

Another can't answer.

Simply ignore it and let it drink some blood. After all, my flesh and blood can only be reshaped by the spiritual spring at the door of the snake's house.

For the past three years, Lu Jia and the snake have often met, and although they don't speak a word, they are somewhat close.The snake was lethargic, so when Lu Jia was reading a book, he coiled around Lu Jia's feet and put the snake's head on the table.

When Lu Jia practiced calligraphy, the snake tail would grind it for him.

Dong Dong drilled into Lu Jia's arms again.Cuddle up to each other for warmth.

Lu Jia didn't like to get too close to people, but he felt inexplicably familiar with this snake.

It often reminds Lu Jia of cats and dogs in other people's homes.

Thinking of this, I laughed to myself. Whose pet can control the wind, grow bigger and smaller freely, and still be so lethargic.

Sleeps most of the year.

Lu Jia didn't know what it ate. The snake seemed to have opened up its spiritual wisdom and cultivated itself in the mountains.

When he came, everything was silent.

When he disappeared, it was Feng Guo Wuhen.

Occasionally, I also eat some Lu Jia's snacks.

Lu Jia often gnawed half a mouthful and put it down, and when he looked back, there was still some residue left, which had already entered the snake's belly.

A greedy snake.

The rest, whether raw or cooked, are no longer eaten.

Then I knew it was playing tricks on myself on purpose.

You can't look at it like an ordinary snake, you have to treat it like a lazy, greedy, lethargic and well-behaved child.

Simply stop feeding it deliberately, and gather together when it comes.One person and one snake, and they got along like this for three years.

Seeing its laziness, Lu Jia felt sullen in his heart, "You heartless snake."

Many, but no more.

The snake finally moved.

Seeing Lu Jia's angry look, he spat out the snake letter, stretched out the snake's tail and lifted his waist.

Lu Jia was unprepared, and fell on the snake. His skin was icy cold, and he let out a contented sigh, rubbed against it, and stopped moving.

In the hot summer, even though it is in the mountains, it is hard to escape the heat.The nature of snakes is cold, and Lu Jia likes coolness.

Since the snake was held by Lu Jia and slept all night in a trance after sucking blood last year, it has been used by Lu Jia as a pillow from time to time.

The cicadas were chirping outside the house, but there was a chill in his arms, and Lu Jia fell into a deep sleep.

Didn't notice any changes in the flow of air.

After a while, the air in the room seemed to freeze, and a puff of black air rose from the bed.

The snake's tail turned into two hands, holding Lu Jia in vain, and the black snake on the bed showed a human appearance in the mist.

A black shirt was exactly the same as Lu Jia's, except for a black robe, which was more than enough to cover the two of them.

The man opened his eyes to look at Lu Jia, then closed them again.

After sleeping with Lu Jia in his arms for a while, the black air gradually faded, and the man let go of his hand and stood in front of the bed.

A pair of black pupils, extremely dark with a hint of red, stared at Lu Jia quietly.

The man bent down and pinched Lu Jia's nose, "Bad boy."

With a wave of his hand, a red thread was born out of thin air.

One end is in his hand, and the other end is tied to Lu Jia's left little finger.

He lowered his head and gently kissed the corner of Lu Jia's lips.

In an instant, he disappeared.

When Lu Jia woke up, it was dusk.

After dinner, I sat on the reclining chair in the yard again, the cicadas and frogs croaked, and the mountain forest seemed much more lively than before.

Yuan Bao packed things in the house, and took some food outside after a while, and piled up a small table.

Lu Jia closed his eyes, listening to the lively voices outside, chatting with the system.

"Xiaoqi, it was also summer when I came here."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

"Didn't you tell me to do the task?"

"There was an accident when Mr. Lu came, three years ahead of schedule. The mission has just been released."

"What is it?"

A translucent display screen appeared in front of Lu Jia:

"Help Meng Xingzhou take revenge."

Lu Jia frowned slightly and said, "Meng Xingzhou? The original owner's younger brother?"

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

"I remember that he is now the general of Zhenyuan, fighting against the barbarians in the northwest."

"Yes, our mission is to help him take revenge."

"Did something happen? Does it have something to do with our return to Yecheng?"

Yecheng is the home of the original owner, the imperial city.

"Sorry, Mr. Lu, I can't answer. We have a rule that we cannot disclose the main task information to the host without authorization."

Lu Jia stopped talking, lowered his eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

He tried to find out more about Meng Xingzhou from his memory, but the original owner and this younger brother didn't have much communication after they grew up.

The original owner spent most of his time soaking in the medicine jar, and rarely got along with others.

This younger brother was seen a lot on weekdays, but after he was sent to the military camp, he rarely talked to him in a few years.

It's just that in his memory, Meng Xingzhou attached great importance to brotherhood, left home when he was young, but kept letters from home.

And especially concerned about his brother.

After all, he was the elder brother who spent half his life saving his life.

"Will it be cheating? After all, he is his own brother." Lu Jia expressed his concern.

The original owner was suffering from illnesses all over his body, except for those brought by his mother's womb.

Another thing is that when Meng Xingzhou fell into the water when he was a child, in order to save his younger brother, the original owner jumped into the pond in the cold winter months, and almost drowned. He had a high fever for three days, and when he woke up, he was injured and it was difficult to recuperate.

The system replied: "Mr. Lu has adapted to this body and memory, so there must be no big problem."

Lu Jia nodded.

At night, Lu Jia sat in front of the window, looking in the direction of the back mountain.

Fiddled with the lantern with one hand, the wick made the sound of peeling, and the fingertips felt tingling.

It was already midnight, so Lu Jia stopped, turned off the lights and went to bed.

Whispering:

"A heartless snake."

At dawn the next day, Lu Jia got into the carriage, the carriage staggered, and headed down the mountain again.

The house was almost tidied up last night.

Another bag of silver was left at the door.

This is Lu Xiang's gift money to Master Mingxin, in the name of the merit money of Puji Temple.

Compared with the apprehension when I came here, I have a little more confidence this time.

Knowing what to do is better than knowing nothing.

After the afterimage of the carriage was completely gone, a gust of wind blew up outside the door and lightly closed the temple door.

A man in black robes appeared out of thin air, walked slowly towards the temple, and then stopped outside the Buddhist hall, as if he didn't like the scent of sandalwood very much.

Ming Xin still knocked on the wooden fish and chanted Buddhist scriptures.

It seemed that he didn't know that there was a person standing at the door.

The man stood for a while, and finally said: "I want to go down the mountain."

Ming Xin stopped chanting, rubbed the bodhi seed slowly, lowered his eyebrows and eyes, "You gave me the snake slough as a gift, and nourished the spiritual spring with your own luck. You have helped me save people several times. Your merits and virtues are enough. How many more do you have?" Years can fly."

"It's so tiring to live for thousands of years."

The man stopped talking and disappeared out of thin air.

Ming Xin looked at the burnt incense ash on the desk, as if he was talking to himself: "Human beings have different paths, why bother."

Besides, when the man in black twisted his fingers around lightly, a thin red thread appeared, one end was hooked on his left little finger, and the other end spread down the mountain to nowhere.

With a smile in his eyes, he strolled down the mountain.

Lu Jia sat in the carriage with his knees bent, and when he moved his fingers lightly, he thought it was a cramp.

So while slowly pinching his fingers, he sorted out the memory of the original owner in his mind.

Women have the most delicate thoughts. The original owner has no mother, so he should be able to get through. The only thing to worry about is the cheap brother and the eldest sister Meng Yuejing in the palace.

The original owner of the palace will not go, but according to the plan, when Meng Xingzhou returns to the court to report on his duties, the left minister will definitely ask for favor.

I just hope it goes well.As for how to help Meng Xingzhou, he was at a loss.

Is it an enemy?From the barracks?Court?Rivers and lakes

The author has something to say:

O(∩_∩)O~ Today I copied the "Shu Bei Fu" written by Qianlong to Empress Fucha, and I will practice calligraphy after finishing the next volume.