monster study

"Crack." A dead branch made a crisp sound in the campfire. In the warm and bright firelight, the dark little goblins happily chased the fireflies in the "reeds", which attracted countless salsa sounds.

"Crack." Another sound, the sound of a beer can being opened.Meng Xiaoquan raised his head and took a big sip, the excess wine slipped down his slender neck, and those long legs that were so straight that the model would be ashamed were resting boldly on the low stool in front, and the cheongsam with big slits couldn't hide it at all. White scenery.

Shang Si raised his eyebrows, and in the next second he saw Lu Zhifei turning his head and looking at him calmly, with four words written in his eyes - do you want to die?

Shang Si said: "I just want to eat roasted pork belly, it's white, it looks like it."

"Pfft." Meng Xiaoquan almost spit out the beer in a sip, his slender eyes glanced over, "You are a talent."

"Thank you." Shang Si smiled.

Meng Xiaoquan turned to look at Lu Zhifei who was more interested in him. This was the second human being he saw besides him in the depths of Mount Huanxi. He was a little curious, "Have you been hanging out with monsters?"

"It doesn't count." Lu Zhifei briefly talked about his affairs, and then asked, "What about you? Why are you here alone?"

Not all monsters are gentle. Lu Zhifei was able to pass through unimpeded because of the presence of Shang Si, and Meng Xiaoquan was different.Being alone, in the deep mountains, is very unusual no matter how you look at it.

Meng Xiaoquan seemed to see Lu Zhifei's doubts, and said: "Although some monsters are scary, they are not stupid. The land development rights of this mountain are in my hands. If they dare to touch me, this mountain will not be able to be kept."

Although what Meng Xiaoquan said was all calculations, Lu Zhifei could tell that the mountain monsters here were very close to him.Mountain demons are very pure and stupid, but they are not easily deceived. The purity of their bodies allows them to accurately judge whether others have good intentions or malicious intentions.

Meng Xiaoquan bought the development right of Huanxi Mountain and built Huanxi Villa. No matter how you look at it, it will benefit the monsters without any harm.

"Actually, I didn't believe there were monsters in this world. When I came to the suburbs to climb a mountain a few years ago, I accidentally broke in and almost didn't go out." Meng Xiaoquan mentioned the past, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching. "At first, I thought I encountered a ghost. Hit the wall, and then met a monster, a damn snake monster, whose figure is not as good-looking as mine."

Hey, your focus is a bit off.Lu Zhifei complained in his heart, and then inexplicably thought of the snake demon who stretched his neck when he didn't agree with him when he went up the mountain yesterday, wondering if it was the same one.

Meng Xiaoquan couldn't hear Lu Zhifei's complaints, and was still immersed in his own memories, "I think, since I'm going to die, I have to dress up and die beautifully. Then I met a little old man with a white beard, and I insisted on saying I was trapped by love and ran to the mountains to commit suicide, and he rescued me and said that he would enlighten me."

Meng Xiaoquan didn't want to commit suicide at first, but after listening to him nagging for a long time, he really wanted to die.

Lu Zhifei noticed something else, "Little old man with a white beard? Landlord?"

"You know him?" Meng Xiaoquan was surprised.

"WeChat friends."

"Oh, WeChat marketing, I taught him."

Lu Zhifei: "..."

It turns out that you are behind the scenes.

Lu Zhifei asked: "Is he in Happy Mountain now?"

Meng Xiaoquan nodded, "Yes, his temple is on the mountain."

"But if ordinary people enter the Mountain of Joy, won't they lose their way?"

Meng Xiaoquan took a puff of cigarette leisurely, and said: "If it is someone who comes to fulfill their vows, the Lord of the Earth will feel their power of thought and will guide them. But it's just that few people have come here for so many years."

Shang Si raised his eyebrows, "Isn't there one at the foot of the mountain?"

"At the foot of the mountain, now?" Meng Xiaoquan asked with the top of his head, what kind of idiot came to the suburbs at night to fulfill his wish.

"The briquettes said, they said that he had been at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and he would come here every once in a while." Shang Si shrugged.

Come every once in a while?Meng Xiaoquan couldn't help showing doubts, but at this time Shang Si said lightly, "Oh, it seems that he made a phone call just now and was scolded by someone."

Meng Xiaoquan's face suddenly became strange, he was stunned for a moment, stood up, grabbed his coat and went out.He was cursing while walking, "Damn that idiot Ji Xiao."

Meng Xiaoquan left aggressively, and the little trolls noticed his actions, and followed him one after another like bodyguards.Lu Zhifei stood up and wanted to follow, but Shang Si took his hand, "Follow me."

Ten minutes later, Shang Si took Lu Zhifei to the other side of the mountain.

Pulling aside the luxuriant vines, Lu Zhifei saw a dilapidated small temple hidden in the forest. The cornices and window coffins on the roof were still in the old style, together with the mottled scars on the wall, telling the vicissitudes of the years.

When the evening wind blew, the copper bell hanging on the corner of the eaves made a rusty and dull sound.Desolation is like the dust that is accidentally shaken off from the bell, and it is blown everywhere by the wind in an instant.

As if aware of the stranger's intrusion, a rabbit pricked up its ears in fright, then quickly ran into the bushes next to the small temple and disappeared.

"Is anyone there?" Lu Zhifei called out.

No one answered.

Is the land just not at home?Lu Zhifei was puzzled, and was about to walk into the temple to take a look, but when he stepped in, he was suddenly stopped by Shang Si, "Don't go in."

"what happened?"

"This temple is about to collapse." Shang Si pulled Lu Zhifei out and led him around to the back of the temple.At first glance, there is a cliff behind the temple. There should have been a tree there, but it probably has fallen, leaving only some broken and rotten roots still embedded in the soil.If it weren't for the vines growing all around, and some of them even entangled with the earth temple, which effectively delayed the collapse, the temple would no longer exist.

"This temple is estimated to be two or three hundred years old." Shang Si scratched his fingertips across the wall, looked at the dust on his fingertips, and said, "On the cliff, there is no way to repair it, and there is no thought force feedback. I'm afraid it won't be long. There will no longer be such a temple in the world.”

Listening to Shang Si's words, Lu Zhifei suddenly felt helpless and desolate.He looked in from the entrance of the temple, and the only two red pillars in the temple were also full of mottled marks, and the paint that was about to fall was like dry bark, lifeless.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from behind, "Who are you? Why are you at my door?"

Lu Zhifei turned around, and saw a 1.2-meter-tall old man with a white beard standing behind them, wearing a children's bathrobe, a towel around his neck, and a blue bathtub in his hand. His wet hair was still steaming. stared at them.

"I don't know." Lu Zhifei suddenly remembered that this was the first time he met a netizen.

"It's you." The land lord became cheerful, then thought of something, and said angrily, "You didn't even give me three sticks of incense, why did you come to me?"

Lu Zhifei felt inexplicably wronged, but Shang Si walked around the Tudigong curiously, "It looks quite similar."

The Land Lord held the bathtub with a vigilant look on his face, "Who are you? What are you doing?"

"Tell me who you are first?" Shang Si stretched out his hand and tugged the beard of the land man, amused, "Hey, really!"

"Let go!" Landlord slapped Shang Si's rebellious hand away, and then nimbly jumped back a step while holding the bathtub, staring at him vigilantly, "Where is the evildoer?!"

Shang Siwei raised his chin and crossed his arms, "I am the ancestor of the evildoer."

Sensing the surge of mana on his body, the Lord of the Earth suddenly became cautious and worried, "Who the hell are you?"

"I should ask you this question." The smile on the corner of Shang Si's mouth gradually became tinged with coldness, and black mana overflowed from his fingertips, obviously he had moved for real. Those who know me, where did you come from as a counterfeit?"

The land lord's heart skipped a beat, he took a step back subconsciously, turned around and ran away.

But he was fast, Shang Si was faster than him, grabbed him by the back collar and lifted him up, his tone was cold, "You still want to run?"

The land lord swung his two short legs quickly, but he was flying in the air, no matter how fast he swung, it was useless.Lu Zhifei hurriedly pulled Shang Si, "Okay, don't scare him."

Only then did Shang Si put the man down, and said aggrievedly: "It's not my fault, who told him to run away with a guilty conscience?"

The land lord saw that Lu Zhifei was the king, and quickly ran behind him to hide, then poked his head out and said, "Whoever lets you see is not a good person."

Ouch, Shang Si is really going to get angry this time.

Lu Zhifei was helpless, "Can you both say a word less?"

The two looked at Lu Zhifei and finally calmed down.Then the land lord took Lu Zhifei to a nearby thatched cottage, glanced at Shang Si from the corner of his eye, and reluctantly invited them in.

The house is not big, but very clean.Lu Zhifei noticed that the towel hanging around the land father's neck was embroidered with the words Huanxi Villa. A person who is willing to climb over the mountain to take a bath will never have a dirty house.

After a while, the land lord brought three cups of hot tea.The teacup is a very ordinary pottery cup, the shape is somewhat indescribable, and the handle feels rough, as if it was made by myself.

"I was originally a sparrow spirit in the city." The land lord quickly entered the storytelling mode while holding the teacup. Lu Zhifei didn't know if this was the characteristic of Huanxi Mountain, and rushed to Kyushu in a hurry.

In the narration of the Land Lord, the story he and the Land Lord had to tell happened more than 60 years ago.

In the era when human beings could not support themselves, he wandered around the city for several days without eating a ration, and then he had no choice but to leave the big city and fly into a small valley.

So in this valley named Huanxi Mountain, he met the last god in the world——Tu Di Gong.

There is not only one land lord, the land of China is vast and boundless, and countless inconspicuous little gods share the small land in their own area.They don't have supernatural powers, and they are not as tall as other gods, but they are everywhere.

Because the gods are so small, many people don't take them very seriously.

But it is precisely because the gods are very small, and major events are never under their control, so they live longer instead.

Countless little gods lived in such an ordinary way, relying on the faint incense to radiate residual heat, and then quietly died in waves of the times.

The Lord of the Earth on Mount Huanxi is such an existence.

He didn't know if there were any other lands besides Mount Huanxi, but he often thought lonely that he might be the last land in the world.

Later, the incense was gradually cut off in the temple, and no one came up the mountain again.The ordinary hill has become a gathering place for monsters.

The monsters are not as religious as humans, they only think of the land as a kind old man, and if they are really allowed to come over and worship in an orderly manner, the land will feel that their life will be shortened.

Land felt that his mission had probably come to an end.

But one day, a hungry little sparrow flew from the city.The land gave the sparrow a handful of millet, and learned about the situation in the city from its mouth, so he felt that he could still dissipate a little residual heat.

The land prayed for the people in the city wholeheartedly, although no one came to worship him, although he could not do much himself.

And the sparrow lived in the Temple of Earth. Although he felt that the land was a bit stupid, but the land was a good person, at least he would give it grain to eat.

From spring to autumn, sparrows have lived in the earth temple for three years without knowing it.In the summer of the third year, a thunderbolt struck the big mulberry tree behind the Earth Temple.The mulberry tree fell, and fell off the cliff with a bang.

Sparrow still remembers that the land sat cross-legged in the temple, looked up at the hole in the roof, and said sadly: "God is also urging me to leave."

The sparrow understood, and reluctantly pecked at his white beard.However, the land stretched out its skinny hand to stroke his feathers, but said nothing.

The next day, the sparrow flew to the back of the house to see, and the tree was gone.The dilapidated small temple looked even more dilapidated, crumbling in the wind and rain.

In the end, the land could not survive that summer. The day before the beginning of autumn, the sparrow was bitten by a monster on the mountain when he went out to look for food.The sparrow is just a little monster with weak demon power. It seems that he will not survive. Before he dies, he just wants to go back and see that kind old man again.

When it looked at the land as a sparrow for the last time, it remembered that the land caressed his head lovingly, like a grandfather who gave all the delicious food to his grandson in the old alley.

When he woke up again, the sparrow found that he had turned into a miniature version of the Land Lord, and miraculously survived.

Hearing this, Shang Siyun sensed his mana carefully again, and said, "It seems that he should have injected the last amount of divine power into your body. You are neither a demon nor a god, but you can Receiving incense instead of the land, and spreading prayers. It can be regarded as a disguised inheritance."

"But there are still not many people who are willing to worship me now. I'm afraid I will disappear soon."