Breeding Jiao

Wang Shu took a deep breath, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.Chi Zhe took two steps back unhurriedly, his amber-like vertical pupils were like an extremely ferocious beast, the oppressive feeling almost made Wang Shu breathless.

"you……"

"Didn't you know my identity a long time ago? As you can see, Lie Guang." Chi Zhe said frankly, his lips slightly raised, his eyes narrowed lazily, obviously not planning to argue.

Wang Shu was silent for a long while, and tentatively asked, "Are you Lie Guang or Chi Zhe?"

"Chi Zhe is Lieguang." Chi Zhe passed Wang Shu, walked to the side of the bed, wiped away the blue blood with a wave, and then put on his shirt to cover the mottled and interlaced scars on his strong body.

"Chizhe's meaning in the ancient dragon language is dawn, that is, a ray of light piercing the night. This is my name in the world. Lieguang is my family name." Chizhe's voice is low and soothing, as if he is afraid of being disturbed Zong Wu in the master bedroom.

Wang Shu pursed his lips, subconsciously took a step towards the master bedroom, Chi Zhe was drinking tea at the side, caught sight of Wang Shu's action at the end of his eyes, immediately let out a low laugh, put down his teacup, and strode towards the master bedroom.

Wang Shu hurriedly followed, walked to the gate and locked it worryingly.

Sitting beside Zong Wu, Chi Zhe held Zong Wu's injured right arm in one hand, and looked at it carefully by the dim candlelight. Shu found out in a daze that Chi Zhe and Zong Wu still looked very similar.

If we say that Chi Zhe is a bright flame, people are afraid but yearn for his ardor and prosperity.Then Zongwu is a deep pool of water, there has always been no waves in the ancient well, and only Wangshu can feel his tenderness.

Silent and reserved.

"Can you cure his little finger?" Wang Shu walked to the side of the bed, put down the gauze curtain, and blocked the night wind from the window.

Chi Zhe only looked at it for a while, then carefully put his right hand back, and said: "If it is burnt, Nilin can relieve it, but his little finger is too poisoned by fire, so the only way is to be reborn."

"Rebirth?" Wang Shu frowned slightly.

"Yes, regenerate the severed finger." Chi Zhe nodded, "Otherwise the fire poison will spread, and when it penetrates the heart and lungs, there will be no way to recover."

"How can it be done?"

"I need to bring him back to the Buddha Night Sea."

"Where is the Buddha Night Sea?"

"It's the Holy Land of the Jiao Clan that you're talking about." Chi Zhe said in a flat tone, and after finishing speaking, he took off a ring from his hand and put it on Zong Wu's little finger carefully.

As soon as the ring touched Zong Wu's skin, the seam fit instantly, and then a crystal blue shimmer flashed, and after the light dissipated, the ring turned into specks of light powder and blended into the withered little finger.

Wang Shu: "This is..."

"The King Jie of the Jiao clan can protect his heart." Chi Zhe had a gentle expression, staring almost greedily at the sleeping Zong Wu. "Na Liansu, which means the pearl in the night sea, is his family name."

Wang Shu sighed, "How can I go to the Night Sea of ​​Buddha?"

"There is a trench at the bottom of the Three Immortals Pond. It is a magic circle that was abandoned ten thousand years ago. It is also the only remaining magic circle leading to the Night Sea of ​​the Buddha. Maybe we can start from there." Chi Zhe said slowly. .

"In the beginning, you pretended to be injured by the black flood dragon, so that you could enter the Three Immortals Pond logically, so as to find out where the magic circle is?"

Chi Zhe smiled slightly. Seeing this, Wang Shu's expression was complicated. After a while, he said in a low voice: "With what you can do, there is no need to be so troublesome. If you want to enter the Three Immortals Pond, no one can stop you."

Wang Shu originally thought that Chi Zhe would find some excuses to prevaricate, but unexpectedly he nodded generously and said: "Yes, I really thought about killing all the monsters in Sanxian Lake, you are just little fish monsters, I don’t care about taking one bite at a time. Because the Jiao clan is cruel and cunning by nature, they take pleasure in killing. Is that right?”

After speaking, the room was silent, and Wang Shu felt a little embarrassed. After a long time, Chi Zhe said slowly: "Wang Shu, I am Jiao, and the Jiao family is not an uncivilized monster. They drink blood all day long. They are cruel and easy to kill."

Wang Shu murmured: "I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

Chi Zhe's eyes were deep, and he stared at Wang Shu quietly, "I've been watching you all this way, you must already know about my relationship with Na Liansu. You don't have to apologize to me, but there are some things that I have Think you need to know, you come with me."

Chi Zhe got up and put down the gauze curtain on the other side, then turned around and walked to the second bedroom, pushed open the side door, and suddenly the night wind came, the bell under the eaves rang softly, and the fragrance of green grass filled his nose.

Outside the door is a wooden corridor, and opposite is a sea of ​​bamboo. At this moment, the night is dark, the moon and stars are sparse, and the bamboo forest is rustling.

Chi Zhe walked out of the door, with black hair hanging down, wearing plain white single clothes, and his strong body was faintly visible.

Obviously his appearance has not changed, but Wang Shu feels that Chi Zhe is completely different from before.

Chi Zhe raised his hand and patted the railing, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember the story about the ancient dragon god that you told Na Liansu in Youyao Inn?"

Wang Shu took a few steps forward, closed the door, and the lights under the eaves were flickering and flickering with the wind.But Wang Shu didn't go forward, just put his back against the door panel, still keeping a little guard against Chi Zhe.

"Remember, what happened?"

"The book you read is indeed revised, and there will be more content in the future. It records the origin of the Jiao clan." Chi Zhe sighed, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and continued:

"You know, the Jiao clan is actually the descendant of the dragon god's bloodline, but under the tampering of those with intentions, the Jiao clan has already become the first-class uncivilized monster beasts that drink blood."

Wang Shu was startled when he heard the words, and quickly searched for that ancient myth in his mind, and asked tentatively: "The ancestor of the Jiao clan, could it be..."

"That's right, it's the Black Dragon God in the books, but in our Jiao clan, we call him the God of Moro." Chi Zhe spoke briskly, and after finishing speaking, he turned around, put his arms back on the railing, looked at Wang Shu, and said:

"This time the heavens and the Dragon Clan have made up their minds to arrest me. Once I am caught, I will die. I am not afraid of death, but I hope you can tell Na Liansu everything about the Jiao Clan. He is the prince of the Jiao Clan. He should Know everything about your hometown."

"This is my only plea to you." Chi Zhe let go of his hand, standing on the spot like a pine tree, but as the words faded away, Chi Zhe bowed and bowed, unable to get up for a long time. "After I finish speaking, I will go back to Three Immortals Pond to find out the remaining effectiveness of the magic circle."

Wang Shu took a step forward, stretched out his hand to support Chi Zhe's arm, and nodded in response.

Chi Zhe smiled slightly, his voice was low and gurgling like running water, softly telling the myths passed down from generation to generation by the Jiao people.

Under the moonlight, Chi Zhe and Wang Shu stood side by side, Chi Zhe's deep voice swayed with the night wind, and merged with the bright moonlight, the bell under the eaves rang softly, and Wang Shu's thoughts also drifted back to the world with the night wind. The land of years ago has been pieced together into a complete picture scroll.

Chirping birds, refreshing breeze, on the official road at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, an unmanned carriage is driving along the road, the sun is rising, and a thin layer of mist rises in the woods on both sides, floating like a fairyland.

"In the ancient battle, the world was red and red, the sky was dark and dark, the blood moon was in the sky, the battle between the five dragons lasted for a long time, and all the creatures in the world fell." Wang Shu hugged Zong Wu, his chin rested on the top of his head, the carriage shook lightly, and the sun on both sides passed by. The bamboo curtain cast mottled shadows on the two of them.

Zong Wu obediently did not speak, just listened quietly, occasionally raised his eyes and blinked a few times to look at Wang Shu's sharp and snow-white chin, thinking of something, a little lost in thought.

"The Black Dragon God was defeated and died from exhaustion. Before his death, the blood of the Dragon God spilled into the sea, and the sea boiled for three days until the heavens had no choice but to divert the water from the Tianhe River into the four seas, thus stopping the boiling." Wang Shu whispered, in a trance. His clear voice overlapped with Chi Zhe's voice last night.

"At that moment, a new race was born in the sea, which is the Jiao clan." Wang Shu gently stroked Zongwu's soft black hair, "The Jiao clan is made of the blood of the Black Dragon God and the water of the Tianhe River." A race born of pure immortal energy, so the Jiao clan respects the Black Dragon God as the God of Mora. The black dragon god enters the sea and transforms into three types of Jiao, namely the Green Jiao, the Red Jiao and the Black Jiao, and the Black Dragon is the most honored. .”

"Jiao?" Zong Wu suddenly interrupted, "Didn't the Jiao clan become extinct long ago? It is said that they tried to stain the Three Realms with blood in vain, and they committed crimes above, and were punished by the Heavenly Court and the Dragon Clan together."

Wang Shu sighed softly, after talking with Chi Zhe last night, he was also a little bit embarrassed at the moment, but he is not Jiao after all, so he can't empathize with Chi Zhe's grief.

Before Chi Zhe left last night, he specifically told him not to tell Zong Wu the truth. Although Wang Shu nodded in agreement, but now hearing Zong Wu's childish words, Wang Shu remained silent for a long time.

Zong Wu saw that Shu Chui's eyes were silent, he was worried for a while, thinking that he had said something wrong, although he didn't know why, but he subconsciously hugged Wang Shu's waist, and said softly, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Wang Shu came back to his senses, just in time to bump into a deer-like wet eyes, Zong Wu stared at Wang Shu intently, it was really him who was full of heart and eyes.

Wang Shu's heart softened, he raised Zong Wu's right hand and asked, "Does your finger hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's ice cold."

Wang Shu felt relieved after hearing this.

"Wang Shu, where did Chi Zhe go?" Zong Wu hesitated for a while, then asked in a low voice.

"I need his help with some things, let him go back to Sanxiantan first, and let's walk slowly behind."

Zong Wu nodded slightly when he heard the words, and asked again: "Where is Liuli?"

"I didn't see anyone early in the morning. I don't know where he went. I left a letter and invited him to Sanxiantan to talk about it in the future."

Zong Wu said "Oh", "He helped us a lot." Wang Shu told Zong Wu everything about the past few days since he woke up. Wang Shu knew that Zong Wu must have remembered this in his heart. Kindness, if there is anyone who can help in the future, I will definitely give a helping hand without saying a word.

"I understand, I gave him all the magic weapons that Yi Xin gave to him, it's our kindness, if he still needs us in the future, he will go all out." Wang Shuwen said.

Zong Wu breathed a sigh of relief, moved his body and lay on Wang Shu's lap, Wang Shu leaned back to make Zong Wu more comfortable, and then raised his hand to caress Zong Wu's tender cheeks.

The two were speechless for a while, but Yu Nuanyang sprinkled on the two of them, covering them with a thin layer of gold.

"Your Majesty."

"Ok?"

"Do you also think that the Jiao clan are all ferocious monsters?"

"..."

Wang Shu lowered his head slightly and looked at Zong Wu, only to see that he was also confused. After a while, Zong Wu said honestly: "I don't know. But people around me don't like Jiao very much, saying that those with dirty blood Monster beasts deserve to be killed."

Wang Shu responded, but did not answer. He thought for a long time last night, but he still felt that it would be more appropriate for Chi Zhe to tell Zong Wu about these things. After all, no one is more convincing than Chi Zhe about the truth about the Jiao Clan.

"How did your majesty get his name?" Wang Shu changed the topic, twirling Zong Wu's soft black hair with one hand on his fingertips, and asked casually.

"I heard that my mother gave it to me, but I don't know the meaning." Zong Wu replied slowly, "What about you?"

"Me?" Wang Shu paused, thinking for a while and said, "I, my godmother, picked me up. I heard that it was the middle of winter when she picked me up, and it snowed heavily that night. When I woke up, the clouds scattered in the sky and the moon appeared, which happened to be a full moon."

Zong Wu responded, shook his little feet, and stopped talking, as if he enjoyed the quiet relationship between the two of them.

But Wang Shu had another thought, thought for a while, and asked: "Do you have a nickname? If not, how about I give you one?"

Zong Wu turned over, turned his back up, crossed his two small hands on his chest neatly, and there was a hint of anticipation in his star-like eyes.

Seeing this, Wang Shu knew that he agreed. He lowered his head and pretended to be thinking, then clapped his hands and said, "Why don't you call me Na Liansu!"

"Then Liansu?" Zong Wu's face was full of doubts.

"It means the pearl in the deep sea. It is also unique and the brightest pearl."