Soul knot

Time always comes and goes in a hurry, never for a moment, and for no one to wait for a second.

When I first entered elementary school, I felt that junior high school was far away from me. When I first entered junior high school, I felt that high school was far away from me.

But when it comes to the day of graduating and entering a higher school, when I look back, I feel that many years ago are the same as yesterday, as if they are far away, but they have become people who have come here in the blink of an eye.

It's like after junior high school, looking back at the elementary school students who have just entered school, after the second year of junior high school, watching the younger students standing in the wind and rain or under the scorching sun to suffer from military training.

It seems that I can only sigh with emotion, time flies so fast, what happened to us back then...

Then, those students who obviously have mobile phones and Q groups, each took out a handwritten classmate book, distributed one by one to the students they wanted to keep in touch with, and finally took back the pages and closed them for storage. After many years Who remembers who is really not sure.

Although Lu Yudong received a few classmate books, she did not buy a classmate book herself. In the three years of junior high school, she was like a little transparent existence in the class, not many people cared, and she didn't care about a few people.

Both she and Zhang Ziyun were admitted to the high school of Wenhai Middle School as they wished, and the friends they care most about are not separated, and others have nothing to commemorate.

The last time Lu Yudong went to school, Zhang Ziyun said that tidying up the dormitory alone was too boring, so she went to school to accompany Zhang Ziyun to tidy up in the dormitory for a while.

Zhang Ziyun came late, the roommate's beds and cabinets had been emptied, and the dormitory was in a mess, she was the only one left with nothing to clean up.

Lu Yudong was also afraid that he would make a mess, so after helping to tidy up the mattress and textbooks that were no longer needed, he sat aside and became dazed, without intervening again.

Zhang Ziyun squatted down to collect the sundries under the bed, but somehow he suddenly said, "Lu Yudong, we are probably not in the same class in high school."

Lu Yudong frowned and smiled: "Which class are you in then, can't I just go and find you after school? We also ran to the cafeteria and returned to the classroom together."

"Okay." Zhang Ziyun stood up and grinned, "Are you coming to my classroom?"

"Anything is fine." Lu Yudong said, walking to the window, squinting at the dazzling sunlight, "Maybe we are still in the same class?"

"That's the best." Zhang Ziyun said, seeming to think of something, and muttered in a low voice, "Zhang Hao's grades are more than ten points behind in the exam. He obviously couldn't pass the exam. He insisted on studying. I heard that his family has connections, so we must fortify him." If he goes in, he can choose his own class..."

Lu Yudong turned around and said, "I heard that you have to pay [-] yuan for just one point?"

"His family is rich, so it's only three or four million yuan." Zhang Ziyun's tone was full of disdain, but at this point, his attitude changed again, "Lu Yudong, tell me... Zhang Hao didn't mean that his family had Does it matter? If we ask him for help, can we be in the same class?"

Lu Yudong shook his head, walked back to the bed and sat down: "Why don't we let nature take its course? Don't bother him, we are not familiar with each other..."

"It depends on how familiar you are. Why don't you understand? If he's not bragging, he can leave if he really has something to do with it. Isn't it just a matter of talking about putting us in the same class?" Zhang Ziyun said, "I'll ask him later. Let him go, it’s best if we can share it together, if not, let’s just forget about it, and you won’t get pregnant if you ask.”

"..." Lu Yudong pursed his lips and stopped talking.

Halfway through Zhang Ziyun's packing, her family came to pick her up in a car.

The voices of the uncles and aunts were not low, and Zhang Ziyun's voice was also much louder. The dormitory where there were only two people suddenly became warm.

When she got home, Manzhu was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Seeing that Lu Yudong was eating out with her classmates, she cooked an extra bowl.

After eating the noodles, Manzhu took out a soft ruler out of nowhere and motioned for Lu Yudong to stand by the wall and ask her to measure her height.

Lu Yudong just had a grade-level physical examination for the senior high school entrance examination a while ago, so he must know his height.

However, at this moment, seeing Man Zhu walking beside her with a soft ruler, she still obediently stood by the wall and let Man Zhu measure for her again.

"1.5 meters five." Manzhu smiled happily, "Compared to last time, I have grown a lot taller."

"Hee hee." Lu Yudong smiled, took the soft ruler over, raised his eyes and asked, "I want to play with this too!"

"Playing this?" Manzhu looked puzzled.

Lu Yudong nodded, and pulled Manzhu to the wall. Manzhu instantly understood what she meant, took off her shoes cooperatively, put her bare feet against the wall, and stood upright.

Three years ago, Lu Yudong was only about 1.3 meters five, and he had to raise his head when talking to Man Zhu, but now they are standing together, but there is only less than a head difference.

It turned out that Manzhu's height was 1.6 meters seven.

Although not tall, the body proportions look perfect.

Lu Yudong thought for a while, boldly put his arms around Manzhu's waist, and measured her waist under Manzhu's surprised gaze.

"You need to measure this too?" Manzhu couldn't help laughing.

"Let's play!" Lu Yudong said, fastened the soft measure with his fingertips, looked at the value on it, and then measured his bust.

"What are you measuring these for?" Manzhu said so, but she cooperated as much as possible, with a half-rejection on her face.

"Don't do anything." Lu Yudong said, putting away the tape measure.

She always remembers Manzhu's birthday, July 28.

That was the day when she got into a car accident three years ago, the day when she lost her parents, and the day when she and Manzhu reborn each other, in this summer vacation.

This is a summer vacation with no summer homework. Because of this, before Manzhu's birthday, Lu Yudong devoted most of his energy to the cultivation of spells.

In order to maintain enough concentration, she rarely ran to strangers at night.

Yan Zhaomu said that the most basic training is to learn to use the spiritual power in the body to defend or attack, then to control the spirit, and finally to condense the energy.

To explain it in layman's terms, using spiritual power is like fighting for internal power with bare hands in martial arts novels, and controlling spirit is like a warrior who has learned to use weapons, but it is not a weapon, just like a person who cultivates water controls water, and a person who cultivates fire controls fire.

The first two are nothing more than getting started, and they are not difficult. The difficulty is the last point—condensation.

The so-called condensed energy is to use one's own spiritual power as a guide to condense the part of the world's spiritual energy that one can control, and use it to perform actions, so that the least loss can be exchanged for the greatest gain.

Now that Lu Yudong can control the flow of water at will, Yan Zhaomu's demands on her are even higher.

He asked Lu Yudong to condense water out of thin air.

"This, it's too difficult..." When Lu Yudong heard this request for the first time, his eyes were full of disbelief, "Isn't this something created out of nothing?"

"No." Yan Zhaomu said, pinched a magic formula casually, and when he spread his palm again, he held a water ball with a spring in his hand, which surged and did not disperse. Everywhere...not here."

Lu Yudong blinked his eyes half understanding.

"You, you have to, feel with your heart..."

"To feel it!" Lu Yudong nodded emphatically, showing that he understood, "It turns out that it is said to be out of thin air, but it is not created out of nothing. Water is everywhere. If you can't feel it, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"En." Yan Zhaomu nodded in approval.

What he wants is for Lu Yudong to find "water" in the aura of heaven and earth that ordinary people cannot perceive.

From that day on, Lu Yudong began to meditate intently, using his own spiritual power to perceive the aura of heaven and earth.

At first she didn't feel anything, but after a long time, she gradually felt a very subtle feeling.

It felt like there was a very thin layer covering her whole body, so that she could no longer feel the heat of the weather and was very comfortable.

And on the outside of that layer, there is invisible rain and dew all over the sky, with a slight coolness, flowing slowly between the sky and the earth, as if you can touch it with your hand.

It turns out that the aura of heaven and earth cannot be touched by the naked eye. No wonder Yan Chaomu can condense air into water so easily. Water is everywhere.

Excitedly, she ran up to Yan Zhaomu and told her about her discovery.

Surprise flashed in Yan Zhaomu's eyes for a moment, and then he came to his senses and said, "Okay, then, then try to... go, grab, grab it."

Lu Yudong nodded, closed her eyes, and tried to perceive the "water" in the aura of that day, but when she reached out to touch it, she found that it dispersed before touching it, and she couldn't even wet her fingertips.

After many attempts, her hands still couldn't reach a drop of water.

Lu Yudong opened his eyes, bit his lips aggrievedly, and lowered his head, "Little Master, I, I... I can't catch it, I'm too stupid."

The little girl in the voice-changing period has a hoarse voice, which is pitiful.

"Not stupid." Yan Zhaomu patted Lu Yudong's shoulder, his gaze was gentle, "No, don't rush...slow, take your time."

Lu Yudong nodded in a muffled voice, turned around and walked to the corner to practice hard by himself.

Seeing Lu Yudong's dejected look, Mu Shenshan couldn't help coming over curiously: "What's the situation? Little girl is making too slow progress, you scolded me?"

Yan Zhaomu shook his head: "Too... too soon, she, she has, can, can perceive, the aura of heaven and earth."

"..." Mu Shenshan looked at Lu Yudong's back with a surprised face, and it took him a long time to say with emotion: "Really? I'm starting to regret not accepting this good seed."

Yan Zhaomu glanced at Mu Shenshan with disdain.

"What do you mean by that look?"

"Cultivate, cultivate the power of the nether world, just, don't make mistakes, and mislead your disciples." Yan Zhaomu said, turned and left.

"Cut." Mu Shenshan rolled his eyes, "Isn't it all the aura of heaven and earth, and there is a distinction between high and low?"

After that, he raised his hand to gather a dark spiritual force, and after thinking for a while, he said to himself: "It seems a little unsuitable for little girls, but people have to grow up..."

The conversation between the two of them was not heard by Lu Yudong.

In the days after that, Lu Yudong struggled with the "water" he saw when he was concentrating.

Until one night, she finally touched a drop of it.

Then, following that momentary feeling, a small water ball condensed on the fingertips.

Lu Yudong succeeded. This seemingly small progress made her so happy that she ran several laps in the small room, and finally trotted all the way into the old friend.

She wanted to tell Yan Zhaomu, and even more so, Manzhu.

It just so happened that a regular customer who was not an old friend celebrated his birthday, and invited friends and companions to a small party, and the business was very good throughout the evening.

Man Zhu sat on the singing stage and sang songs that the guests had paid for, while Yan Zhaomu kept making drinks for those guests. There was a long queue, and there was no time to talk to her.

Lu Yudong stood aside with pursed mouth, waited and waited, but did not find a free time, so he just sat down on the high stool in front of the bar, rested his chin on one hand, looked at his busy little master, and initiated a daze. .

Seeing Lu Yudong sitting aside for a long time, Yan Zhaomu handed her a bottle of grape-flavored Mirinda.

Lu Yudong held the bottle of Mirinda and sat until the early morning when work was over.

After all the guests had left, she held Man Zhu and refused to let her go. She stood upright in front of the bar, and stretched out her right hand to Yan Zhaomu who was cleaning up the bar. Her eyes were full of anticipation of being praised.

Then, like holding back shit, after a long time of hard work, a small water polo finally condensed.

At that moment, the goblins on the sidelines were stunned.

Lu Yudong subconsciously looked at the expressions of Man Zhu and Yan Zhaomu, and found that their eyes were also very complicated. He subconsciously pursed his lips, frowned, and lowered his head.

"Is it... am I ashamed?" She asked in a low voice.

Manzhu came back to her senses and patted Lu Yudong's head: "You are too smart."

"what?"

"Sister Yudong! You've only practiced for less than three years, and you'll lose your breath!" Huanxi said, her pretty face collapsed in an instant, and she turned around and hugged Twig, pretending to be hurt , "We have been practicing for more than 300 years, and we are not even proficient at controlling spirits!"

Lu Yudong remembered that Yan Zhaomu once said that although human beings have a short lifespan, they have unique advantages in terms of cultivation. As long as they have access to the spiritual vein, their perception of spiritual power will definitely be much stronger than that of goblins.

There are even extremely rare cultivation wizards in this world. If they devote themselves to cultivation, they only need ten or twenty years of hard work to catch up with the goblins who have cultivated for thousands of years.

But the premise is also to practice with great concentration.

For the past three years, Lu Yudong has been focusing on his studies, but he was able to improve so quickly, which surprised everyone.

"What do you mean?" Lu Yudong pulled Manzhu's sleeve, with a little pride in his eyes, "Are you saying that I am very good?"

"Yes." Manzhu raised her beautiful eyebrows at her.

Lu Yudong hugged Manzhu's arms and said happily, "Little master taught well!"

After the joy, under the shocked and envious gazes of the goblins, Lu Yudong took Manzhu's hand and bounced back home.

Yan Zhaomu cleaned up the bar, locked the bar door, and was about to turn off the lights and go upstairs when he saw Mu Shenshan pouring wine at the bar.

"Finish, wash yourself." Yan Zhaomu put down the hand that was about to turn off the light, turned around and walked towards the stairs. After walking two steps, the surroundings were already enveloped by a layer of sound-proof barrier.

Mu Shenshan said in a deep voice: "Don't you think something is wrong with Lu Yudong? A person who only opened his spiritual veins at the age of 11 cannot be a genius."

"Yes, no..."

"The only possibility is that the spiritual veins in her body were affected by Hong Hong."

The forbidden technique of soul-bonding is not difficult, and even fairies with a little skill can do it, but if it is not a last resort, who would like to connect their lives with others from now on, so that life and death are no longer completely in their own hands?

It is rare for demons to bond with humans, because human beings are too fragile and can easily become a weakness.

It is also because of this that no demon knows what kind of impact it will have on that human being.

"I have a guess that the human beings who have become soul-bound with the goblin will share everything the goblin has within their own tolerance."

"That, that... is not..."

"Indeed, it's not a bad thing." Mu Shenshan said, shaking his head, his expression could not help but be a bit dignified, "But the depths of Shennongjia is a tourist restricted area, and those guys tried so hard to sneak in three years ago, is it true? Just to get rid of a goblin who has never come out of the mountain to hurt anyone for a thousand years?"

"..."

"I hope I'm just thinking too much."

***

Most of the holiday passed in a blink of an eye, and on July 28th, Manzhu received a birthday gift from Lu Yudong.

After lunch, Lu Yudong received a call, and when he hurried downstairs to pick up the birthday cake he ordered in advance, he brought back a soft courier package, and handed it to Manzhu as soon as he entered the door, saying it was a gift for her.

After all, Manzhu has lived in a human city for three years and is no stranger to online shopping.

On weekdays, Huanxi and Xiaozhi are the two girls who like online shopping the most, and there are packages delivered to the door of the bar every three days. Manzhu has long been used to it.

But Lu Yudong was different, she had never bought anything online before, this was the first time, she didn't know where the money came from, it was mysterious.

Manzhu looked at the express package in his hand, his eyes were full of curiosity.

Lu Yudong put the birthday cake on the coffee table, and the afternoon sun came in from the window, illuminating that slim figure.

The little girl is taller, her facial features have grown a lot, and she has become a delicate little beauty.

She put her hands behind her back, turned to look at Manzhu, squinted her eyes and smiled slightly, tilted her neck and asked, "Aren't you going to take it apart and have a look?"

Manzhu went back to the sofa and sat down, lowered her head and tore open the package, only to see a folded beige gray chiffon dress inside.

Short-sleeved, narrow waist, mid-length skirt, double-layered skirt, printed with ink paintings of flowers and birds mainly in white, with black and red as embellishments.

A little immortal, a little intellectual.

The price is written on the tag hanging on the collar, 280, which is not expensive, but I don't know how long this little girl who rarely asks for pocket money will have to spend digging and searching to save enough. Money for the dress.

"I see you...have never worn this kind of clothes, so...so I bought one for you, I wonder if you would like to try it..." Lu Yudong's voice became smaller and smaller, as if he was afraid that Manzhu would Say you don't like the gift.

Manzhu still maintains her previous dressing habits, and she doesn't buy much clothes. At most, she chooses some fabrics she likes, and when she uses spells to change them, she becomes a new set of clothes.

Lu Yudong has always wanted to see Manzhu's appearance in modern clothes. She had saved up pocket money for a long time and was dazzled by shopping online. Finally, she chose this dress at Zhang Ziyun's suggestion.

Zhang Ziyun said that this skirt is very suitable for Manzhu, in fact she also thinks so.

At that time, because the mobile phone did not have any payment method, the order was placed with the help of Zhang Ziyun. In order not to let Man Zhu know, the courier had been lying in the courier cabinet for three days, and was charged an overtime storage fee.

Seeing Lu Yudong's eyes full of anticipation, Manzhu got up and walked to the bed, closed the curtains, turned her back to Lu Yudong, and took off the tulle-like clothes on her body, leaving only a plain tube top.

The long hair like a waterfall half covered the snow-white back, making the shoulders a little thinner.

Lu Yudong subconsciously avoided his gaze, and looked up again, and Manzhu had already changed into the skirt she bought. When she turned around, the ink painting on the skirt seemed to come alive for a moment with that turn.

Manzhu raised her hand and rolled up her long hair, revealing her smooth neck, kicked off the slippers that didn't fit well, and walked towards Lu Yudong barefoot.

She always dresses very conservatively on weekdays, let alone her arms and legs, even her ankles are never exposed.

Wearing this summer short-sleeved dress at this moment, the bumpy figure and fair and delicate skin make people unable to move their eyes away.

"I'm not used to it." Manzhu said a little uncomfortably, she lowered her head and held the hem of the knee-high skirt, raised her eyes and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's pretty, very pretty!" Lu Yudong nodded repeatedly.

Manzhu nodded, and sat down on the sofa: "I really never wore it like this."

"Then, do you like it?" Lu Yudong asked.

"You sent it, I like it." Manzhu said, pointing to the cake on the coffee table, "Is this also prepared for me?"

"Of course!" Lu Yudong trotted to the coffee table and took the cake out of the box.

It was a custom-made cake. On the top layer, a cartoon big-headed snake was drawn with red jam, which looked dull.

Seeing this, Manzhu couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Yudong took out two number candles, a "2" and a "5", and inserted them on both sides of the little snake, one on the left and one on the right.

"25?" Manzhu was obviously a little surprised by this number.

Lu Yudong shrugged and said, "I don't know how old you are. According to the year of birth on your ID card, this year is 25."

After hearing this, Manzhu nodded thoughtfully, and said, "I can't remember how old I am either, let's say 25 is 25."

After hearing this, Lu Yudong happily lit the candles and sang the birthday song.

One time in Chinese and one time in English.

At the end, she squatted on the side of the coffee table, looked up at Manzhu with her head on her chin, and said, "Sister, you can make a wish!"

"I don't have any wish." Manzhu answered in a puzzled manner.

Lu Yudong said unwillingly, "Don't you have any of them? Just ask for one."

Manzhu thought for a while and said, "Then... I hope my little Yudong can grow up healthy and happy."

After all, he stepped forward and blew out the candle.

Lu Yudong still wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late, and said in a moment of anxiety: "How do you say it, it won't work if you say it!"

"Is there another saying?" Manzhu asked.

"Well...my mother told me so." Lu Yudong said.

"That's okay." Manzhu said, "The god who listens to your wishes may not be as good as me. With such a simple wish, do I need to rely on others?"

"Ah?" Lu Yudong couldn't help being taken aback, "Is...is that so?"

"It's like this." Man Zhu said, picked up the knife, and fell into a moment of contemplation at the red snake on the cake.

Inexplicably a little helpless...

This girl is really too, why would she think of ordering this kind of cake?

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Eat snake snake, sweet.

*感谢在2020-11-0405:59:15~2020-11-0505:57:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmines: 10 duckweeds; 3; it’s haha. , km, Lingpaojun, Yeqiqiqi 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2541 casually look at 8 bottles; several customers still have 6 bottles; 1 bottle of Xiaoyao, carp fish fish;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!