monster study

Chenfeng brought the news of returning home, and the car, which had been idle for a week, started up again and drove away in the morning sun.However, the difference from when they came was that the black cat and the koi kite on the roof of the car stayed forever in Duguang, and they were replaced by a boy with a horn on his head.

Taibai Taihei still smiled heartlessly, and when he turned his head, he seemed to have left Du Guangzhiye behind, and the giggles were thrown all the way.

The car drives through the mountains and rivers, and enters the city of steel, and the fantasy journey of the boy's corner is just about to begin.

But there is no doubt that Lu Zhifei is sure that he will find this a magical world.Fantasy and sci-fi dramas are staged in turn, and the great and the ordinary coexist in the streets and alleys. You never know which big person lives in the next old alley, and he may have played Tai Chi in the park next to the street.

Logically speaking, Lu Zhifei has already been counted as one of them.But soon he found that, except that he no longer needed the power of Shang Si to see any ghosts, he had not gained any supernatural powers.

Lu Zhifei lost half an hour because of this, it seems that he will never be able to master the unique skill of cooking eighteen dishes at the same time.

Half a month later, Shang Si retrieved Liu Sheng's copybook and fairy water from Zhongnan Mountain.There was only a small bottle of fairy water, but it was already a big surprise for Nanying.

Yu Ya solemnly kowtowed to Shang Si, but no one stopped him.Lu Zhifei sincerely hoped that when the next spring came, Nan Ying would take off that heavy cloak and bring him an umbrella to go south with him again.

Then Shang Si took the copybook to find Shen Cangsheng, but Shen Cangsheng didn't ask Liu Sheng's whereabouts, but just sat for a long time with the yellowed copybook with only a dozen pages.

After a long while, Shen Cangsheng murmured: "Actually, I have only acted as a spectator for so many years. Liu Sheng always wants to solve problems by himself, and rarely talks to me about his worries. If I understand at that time What a friend means may be different."

"Someone cooked chicken soup for your soul again?" Shang Si teased.

"It's an article that Tudi Gong posted in Moments." Shen Cangsheng replied truthfully.

Shang Si smiled and said, "Children, the sentence pattern of 'if' is just a thing invented by human beings to express comfort and moan without illness. Do you think that you will be able to settle the things you couldn't settle in the past after a few years? Do you think Is everyone my uncle?"

Shen Cangsheng: "..."

What a big bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

After bidding farewell to Shen Cangsheng, Shang Si chose a weekend and took Lu Zhifei to the suburbs.In the remote suburbs, near the sparsely populated Huanxi Mountain, there is a character library that has been abandoned for a long time.

Shang Si specially brought cleaning tools, and personally shoveled away the accumulated soil, stones and garbage in the font, and then, with compassion, asked the spider family to move a nest, and finally cleaned up the crooked font. Cleaned out a general appearance.

"Are you going to burn the copybook here?" Lu Zhifei asked.

Shang Si nodded, "Words have spirituality. This spirituality is obtained from the heaven and earth, and then endowed with characters. If it is no longer needed, it must be returned to the heaven and earth."

"Will it stay on the inner wall like last time?"

Shang Si smiled, "The words written by Liu Sheng will no longer have such power."

After all, Shang Si looked up.At this moment, the moon is rising and the stars are falling into the night, which is the most suitable time.Without hesitation, he took out the roll of copybook from his sleeve and threw it into the font bank, and then took out a little Phoenix real fire that he had begged from Jiu Ge in advance and threw it in.

The copybook was instantly ignited, and the flames devoured the broken pages happily, and a faint fragrance of ink slowly drifted out through hundreds of years.

The font looks like the old one, and the crooked posture doesn't have any special meaning.

The copybook seemed to be just an ordinary copybook, and there were no unreasonable twists and turns in the burning process.

However, when the first page of paper turned gray and black, Lu Zhifei saw golden characters shining in the fire on the black ashes that hadn't crumbled.

They slowly peeled off the wreckage of the paper, their feathery bodies floated towards the sky, one, two, three, countless golden characters floated from the font bank to the sky, in the deep night, at the same time as the stars Hui.

After a while, the entire starry sky was filled with golden characters, and I didn't know whether the stars shone brighter or the words shone brighter.

The great sound is silent, and the great beauty is speechless.

"I've wanted to take you to see this for a long time, but every book has its value. If I burn the books without permission, I'm afraid I will be struck by lightning." Shang Si was helpless and regretful, gentle and kind. The affection is hidden in the teasing eyes, and his face is still as handsome as that day in the neon lights outside the Chuhua Grand Theater.

Lu Zhifei was also in the same mood as that day.Smiling, he slightly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said, "It's a pity that I'm not Bao Si on the beacon tower."

Shang Si smiled, "Then close your eyes."

"What are you doing with your eyes closed?" Lu Zhifei was suspicious, but he closed his eyes cooperatively.After a few seconds, he heard Shang Si say it was all right, so he opened it.

There is no beacon tower in front of me, no Baosi, but a candy painting.

It's just this sugar painting...

"What is this painting?" Lu Zhifei stared fixedly at this simple thing with only one circle, wondering if it could still be called a sugar painting, blinking his eyes in confusion.

Shang Si pursed his lips, "Will you take a look again?"

Lu Zhifei understood a little bit, "Did you draw it?"

Shang Si nodded, looking composed as if waiting for Lu Zhifei to praise him.

Lu Zhifei took the sugar painting and suppressed a smile, "Did you draw a circle?"

a circle?Shang Si retorted: "This is obviously you."

"Me?" Lu Zhifei paused.

"Yes, Yuanyuan." Shang Si looked at him with burning eyes, "Yuanyuan is a small glutinous rice ball."

Once upon a time, there was a little glutinous rice ball, which creaked in a small boat from the waterside of Gusu to the imperial capital, where it met the handsome, extraordinary and omnipotent Great Demon King Shang Si.The little dumpling was captured by the aura of the big devil, and fell in love with the big devil, so it jumped into the warm water to wash and wash, and washed itself white and fat, and took the initiative to sit in the big devil's bowl and shyly Let the big devil eat it.

This glutinous rice ball is stuffed with sweet sesame seeds——Excerpt from "Shang Si Handbook".

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