Small bones

Firefox closed its eyes forever, and died without a name.

His cultivation disintegrated and turned into a small group of firefox, curled up like a "poor cat".

The little bone wailed loudly, and the tears fell on the Firefox. They didn't turn into blue crystals that could solidify time and space like in the illusion. They were just the most common tears, the most helpless crying.

Little White Bone doesn't know what Shuangxiu is, doesn't know what roast chicken tastes like, and doesn't know what the world outside Zhaoyao looks like... He hasn't seen any of the things Firefox told him.

Whoever told him all this now would never look at him again.

No one tickled him anymore.

No one called him stupid.

No one left half a portion of roast chicken every time, just waiting for him to taste it after he got his body...

Little White Bones is full of remorse, he hates himself? He never promised anything to his senior brother.

Double cultivation, roast chicken shop, traveling around the world...

He kept rejecting him, and even in the end, he couldn't think of a name.

Why is he so useless, why is he so stupid.

Why can't he protect them.

Qin Yong staggered over and hugged the little bone: "It's a teacher..." It's too incompetent.

Little White Bones turned his head to look at him: "Master."

Qin Yong: "I'm sorry."

Little White Bones hugged him tightly, the master and apprentice cried together.

The Qijue Tower collapsed.

It's not safe here.

The senior brother has already left, and the master is still seriously injured.

Xiao Baigu wiped away his tears, picked up the little fire fox, supported his master and said, "Let's go home."

Qin Yong's eyes are crying? Red and swollen, he still dare not look at Firefox, still can't accept this? Fact.

Little Bai Gu's voice was choked with sobs, but he had unprecedented determination: "Gu will work hard to cultivate."

He wants power, he wants to be strong, he wants to protect his family.

Qin Jiuqing felt Xiaobaigu's strong emotions, his strong desire for power.

He found himself able to respond to him.

But he didn't make a sound.

He was afraid of scaring the little guy.

At this moment, Qin Jiuqing already knew his identity.

He didn't expect that he turned out to be the evil spirit suppressed in the Qijue Pagoda.

He didn't have an entity, nor did he have any memory of the past. He just shot and killed the Hydra beast when the little white bone was in danger.

The Qijue Pagoda collapsed because of him.

And thus he was freed from the shackles.

It was no longer a wandering mind, but followed behind Xiao Baigu in the state of a spirit body.

Here is the memory of the little bones, the real past.

So, back then, I also observed Xiaobaigu for a long time, and didn't act until Xiaogu encountered danger in the Qijue Pagoda.

How did they meet after that?

From the moment he entered the Qijue Pagoda, Zhang Tian already knew Qin Jiuqing's identity, and he dared not say a word. If the sword could sweat, he would be sweating profusely now, scared to death.

No wonder Qin Jiuqing's sea of ​​consciousness is so big.

No wonder Qin Jiuqing's spiritual consciousness can cover the entire? Zhaoyao Mountain.

His host turned out to be the evil god who had been suppressed by the Qijue Pagoda for thousands of years!

In the end, Zhang Tian lived longer and knew more.

Although the Qijue Pagoda has long since disappeared in later generations, before the Great War between Immortals and Demons, the Qijue Pagoda was a well-known and fierce place.

No one knows when it was built, and no one knows who built it. The only thing that is known is that there is a fierce spirit on the top floor of the Qijue Pagoda who touched the throne of God.

Moreover, he became a god with demons. Once he is truly a god, the whole world will be reduced to a Shura hell.

The Qijue Pagoda collapsed, and the whole world of comprehension has been trembling for 200 years. How can it be imagined that this demon god has never existed? It has brought disaster to the world.

Later, the cultivation world itself became chaotic, and countless demon cultivators took over several fairy mountains with the goal of summoning demon gods.

The immortal cultivators couldn't bear it, and rose up, and the protracted war broke out hundreds of years later.

Yes……

Thieves was able to determine the current time.

1000 years before the war between immortals and demons.

What they saw was an ancient memory from 2000 years ago.

In the past, Zhang Tian dared to complain about Qin Jiuqing from time to time, but now...

excuse me!

If you think we are an eyesore, we can close the little black room by ourselves!

Fuck, he actually wanted to occupy Qin Jiuqing's body back then.

This is fucking enough for him to blow for a lifetime!

Back home, Xiao Baigu settled Qin Yong, and carried Firefox back to his room.

Their small courtyard is not big, with three main rooms and wing rooms on both sides. He lives in the east wing, and Firefox lives in the west wing.

When it was time to divide the room, Little Bones was supposed to go to the west wing, but Firefox said: "I don't want to go to the east room. When I open my eyes, the sun is shining, and I'm dying from the sun."

Little White Bones is just afraid of the dark: "I, I'm not afraid of the sun."

Firefox went to Xijian: "Of course you are not afraid of a skeleton."

In fact, it's not a question of whether to sunbathe or not. The east room is sunny and bright, while the west room is dark and humid. Firefox just gave up the good room to the younger brother.

Thinking of this, Little Bones couldn't stop crying.

He carefully put the temperatureless Firefox on the soft bed: "Brother, we are going home."

No one responded to him.

Xiao Baigu wiped away his tears, and took out the wooden box from the bedside.

The box was made by Master for them. There is no Qiankun pouch, it's just the most common box, filled with the most common things.

Ordinary, but precious.

There was a thick pile of notes lying in the box.

The withered and yellow rice paper was neatly bound into volumes, and the volumes were neatly coded into categories.

Senior brother has always thought about it, he has always taken care of the family expenses, and he and the master never have to worry about it.

Xiao Baigu suppressed the sadness in his heart, and opened the first notebook.

Just read a line, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

It's not an account or a diary, but a "cheat book" one by one.

It is the 'cheat book' that the senior brother tried his best to organize for him to practice.

A book of small white bones? Open the book. The more I look at it, the tears flow more fiercely. The more I look at it, the deeper the regret in my heart.

His inability to practice cultivation has always been the heart disease of his master and his seniors. He thought it was only his master who was constantly trying to figure out a way. It turned out that his seniors paid no less than his master.

Books from Zhaoyao Mountain, books from the foot of the mountain, or even so-called secret books from some black market.

Firefox has made countless comments, and one of them even wrote: "It's a pity that money is too tight. Why don't you buy them all?"

Little White Bones felt a deeper pain in his heart when he thought of his senior brother's plans.

They were already living a miserable life, and the brother even used the spirit stones in these places.

Turning to the end, I finally found the last discovery of Firefox——

Turning bones into essence will eventually lead to evil ways. If you want Mahayana, the only way is to fall into the devil.

Firefox slashed hard, and cursed: "Fall your mother's devil, our little bones are so cute and pure and kind!"

After scratching, he couldn't help but wipe off the scratches, and continued to look down.

It can't be Mahayana, but it can be small.

If you don't want to fall into the devil, you can go heresy.

Generally speaking, orthodox practice is not suitable for small skulls.

The only way for the little skull to aspire to the great way is to absorb the evil energy of the world and enter the way with demons.

If you don't want to go that far, and just form an alchemy, you can go a little crooked.

The least risky "evil way" is double cultivation, especially with only one person. If this person is willing, then there will be almost no accumulation of evil energy, and there is no need to fall into the devil.

This is the only way Firefox has been looking for for twenty-five years.

Double repair.

He and Little Bones practiced together.

He doesn't mind practicing slowly, he is willing to take the small bones to form alchemy together.

Since that day, Firefox has been instilling a concept in the little white bones——

"Double cultivation is nothing, many people in Zhaoyao Mountain are dual cultivation."

"Do you want to double cultivate with your senior brother, little bone?"

"When you get your body back, let's practice together, okay?"

In fact, he is still a young and ignorant fox, how can he understand what double cultivation is all about?

He just wanted his junior to enter the Tao, wanted him to change form, and wanted his family to live for a long time.

Little White Bone's heart felt like a knife was twisted, his chest was obviously empty, but it was full at this moment—full of the love and care given to him by his senior brother, and full of his own guilt towards his senior brother.

If he has? Promise some.

If only he worked harder.

If he has enough power.

Brother will not die.

Brother...

Brother died to find a body for him!

Thinking of this, Xiaobai Gu's injured bone doubled in pain.

He continued to look down with a hand with a few missing fingers.

The following are some trifles, which record the things that the master likes to eat, the things that the brothers think are delicious, and the delicacies that must be left for the little white bones to taste.

The method, taste, and source are all available.

Between the lines, it is full of their expectations:

Looking forward to the little white bones? A body of flesh and blood.

Xiao Baigu finally saw the last paragraph.

This is what Firefox wrote before going to the Qijue Tower. He wrote:

"When the little bone has a body, we should have a name. I can't count on the little stupid bone. I have to think of two names at a time. What should I call it?"

Below are countless names that have been smeared and smeared. It is no longer clear what they were originally. What is certain is that none of them are good enough to be their names.

until the end.

He left a line——

The weathervane is naturally falling, and the quality is gentle.

The character Bin is specially circled.

Little White Bones seemed to have seen his senior brother biting his pen and pondering, "What's your last name? Du!"

No Firefox behind? Write it out.

The reason why he chose this surname is because wood makes fire and earth makes metal.

Firefox is fire, and bones are gold.

The left side of the surname 'Du' is wood and the right side is soil, which is perfect for them.

The little white bone who read the manual has long been crying? Weeping uncontrollably: "Brother, bone is not worthy? Such a good name..."

Du Bin.

Du Binbin...

It turned out to be him.No wonder the Du family will prosper for thousands of years, no wonder there is such an unreasonable existence as the thousand-year-old koi scales.

Also.

Firefox has suffered all his life, and in the bottom of his heart, he longs for his senior brother to be pampered and pampered.

The only heir to the world's richest man.

It is indeed a blessing that cannot be cultivated in hundreds of lives.

As for Du Binbin's appearance...

It may be that Firefox's soul has been damaged.

Qin Jiuqing grabbed the soul of Firefox that was about to disperse, and held it by his side.

This soul has long lost consciousness, just a wisp of dead soul.

It can't recognize people in the world, can't remember what happened before it was born, and will disappear between heaven and earth after being separated from the body for twelve hours.

Reincarnation?

If there is reincarnation in this world, how can it be used? Asking to cultivate immortals!

Qin Jiuqing was finally able to talk to Xiao Baigu, and what he wanted to say was: "Don't cry."

The voice that came out was a deep and indifferent inquiry: "Little Kulou, do you want him to come back to life?"

Xiaobai's shoulder bones stiffened, and he raised his head blankly.

Qin Jiuqing didn't know what he looked like in his eyes. What he saw was the little skeleton who was frightened into a ball, and asked with a trembling voice, "You, who are you?"

Who is he?

He doesn't have a name.

Qin Jiuqing couldn't control himself to say what, because what he said had already been said before——

"As long as you sacrifice yourself to me, I can fulfill all your wishes."