Contract Spirit Beast Cultivation Manual

The wilderness of the night is still whistling with the new wind. This is a place of bitter cold that the spring breeze cannot reach. The year-round severe cold almost kills all life, but there are still stubborn creatures who disdain the rich outside world and live here.

The whirling windweed staggered through the endless wilderness along with the flying sand and rocks, and fled to an unknown distance. An immature boy, holding a newly dug plant root, got into a mound.

The young man's childish face has an expression that does not match his age. He is as determined as the seabuckthorn in the desert, growing tenaciously in this difficult environment.

Xiu climbed into the small mound, returned to the side of the man lying peacefully in the cloak, and said happily:

"Brother, I'm back! I found food today, so I don't need to be hungry. I hope I can have such good luck every day in the future... I'm really sorry for letting you suffer with me here. Don't worry, for you, I I will live a good life, with you by my side, I am not willing to die no matter what."

The person lying down did not speak, his gray eyes were like foggy glass, cold and blurred.When the puppet thread is broken, he loses his second life as a puppet.

"Brother, I actually like this place quite a bit. Although it's cold and desolate, there's no food or water, but ah, it's really quiet. There's only the two of us, and no one will bother us anymore. That guy must be here now." The explosion of anger, but he will not come here, how wonderful, we will be together forever, born together, died together, and buried together in the end, how many people would not envy us.

You can actually hear me, right?I have always thought that you are not dead. How could such a powerful brother die so easily?My brother said that he would always be with me and protect me forever. I think that even if my brother does not speak like this, just staying quietly by my side makes people feel at ease and warm. "

Xiu leaned against the body of the person in the cloak, talked to himself and slowly fell asleep, entering a cold dream.

The puppets around him opened their eyes wide and stared blankly ahead, revealing infinite pity and desolation.

"Boom, boom, boom."

The dull knocking sound came from outside the mound, and it was very clear in the desolate and silent world.

Xiu suddenly woke up, and cautiously climbed to the entrance of the cave, and saw a worn-out parchment scroll hanging at the entrance of the mound.

There is no one around, and what you see is desolate land and rocks, and there is no trace of people coming.He opened the parchment, and there was a line of small characters written on it:

"Accept the guidance of the north wind and go to the place where the corpses are buried. In the Cave of Ten Thousand Bones, there is a spell of reversing souls buried."

Beifeng, the place where the corpses are buried, is Fengcheng, Ten Thousand Bone Grottoes, it should be the Tibetan corpse cliff on the north side of Fengcheng, he has heard that it is a very deep cliff rift, and there are intricate caves on the stone wall, According to legend, there are terrible Zerg living in the cave. If there is not enough food, they will crawl out of the abyss and slaughter the living beings. Therefore, the Wind City has had the custom of throwing the bones of the dead into the caves on the cliffs since ancient times. It became a place to bury corpses, hence the name Ten Thousand Bone Cave.

He has heard of the art of returning the soul, but at most it is only to see the afterimage of the rest of his life. He has never heard of any method that can truly bring back a person's soul, because once the soul is out of the body, it will be cut off from the world. , if there is nothing to attach to, it will disappear soon, so even a stubborn evil spirit dare not leave his parasitic token too far.

Ordinary souls will be attracted by the Styx River after death, come to the banks of the Styx River, turn into a handful of river water and melt into the endless Styx River, redeem the sins of their previous lives, and return to the river with the scent of mandala flowers. to the world.

Not all souls will obediently go to the Styx, there are always some obsessions that cannot be let go, let them cling to the world, the world of mortals is disturbed, and after a long time, they become demonic obstacles.

If it was my elder brother, would I not be able to let him go, and would I keep that sliver of obsession in this world?

He was clutching the old parchment scroll, as if grasping a glimmer of hope for survival after a catastrophe, he was bewildered, and his pupils revealed a look of madness.

He raised his head, looked at the vast desert in front of him, and felt that he was really hopeless. Over the years, he guarded a body alone, with half his longing, and walked all the way in the wind and rain. The blood, the tears swallowed, the heart tempered step by step is like a rock, invulnerable.He has done a lot of bad things, but he doesn't feel the slightest guilt. He hates the world. He doesn't like the priest's hall. It's cold there. People come and go with indifferent masks. No one talks to him about his own affairs or family affairs, and no one likes him. An extra expression makes him look like a fool.

Maybe on the day his brother left, he just let him go, leaving behind an empty shell filled with despair about this world.

Sometimes, he often doesn't know who is whose puppet.He is the one who is crazy, he is the one who suffers, he is the one who speaks insincerely, and he is the one who is ashamed.

His body has been gradually unable to support, and he has changed back to the appearance when he was 12 years old. The slender body of the teenager, clumsily carried the body of his brother, and walked step by step in the boundless desert. His immature face left slight wounds, and he looked solemn, walking steadily, as if carrying the whole world on his back.

He is like a lost lamb, bruised all over his body after the rampage, chasing the slim hope, step by step towards the dark tomorrow.

The road is long and he is lonely.

The sharp sand and stones scratched the soles of his feet, the sharp thorns pierced his ankles, and the wild wind smoothed his footprints, sending him away from this desolation to a pure place.

He talked to himself, drunk on comforting himself:

"Look, we're out, here we go, we can get a horse, or something, I can't walk, I'm hungry enough to eat bark now!

My feet hurt a little, I don't think I can walk today, it's not that I'm lazy, it really hurts, I've never walked such a long way, but when I think of you accompanying me, it doesn't seem so bad .

While walking on the road, I kept thinking, if you really, really came back, would you be angry?I did a lot of bad things and hurt a lot of people, and seeing them displaced made me feel better.

But you are angry, and you have nothing to do with me, because we are the closest people, there will never be another you in this world, and there will be no another me.We were meant to be together forever, it was meant to be.

Now I'm sad alone.If you can wake up, love me a little more, so that I will suffer a little, and we will be even.

I can't seek an afterlife. I have committed too many crimes in this life, and there will be no good end when I die. I only have this chance in this life, and I will see you again.

I also thought about why I was so stubborn in trying to get you back. Everyone is mortal. Sooner or later, either you will go first or I will go first. I don't feel like that's the same.It feels like, like you have worked so hard to plant a flower, it is different from being taken away by itself withering, this is robbery, they robbed you, why should they rob you, then I planted the flowers. They didn't give you the slightest care, but they took you away in the end. It's mine, it's mine!How unwilling I am is how much I hate these people. They killed you and ruined me. I am unwilling. I will not let them have a better life. I want to snatch you back, you are mine... "

The young man murmured, embraced the cold puppet body beside him, fell into a deep sleep, and waited sadly for the arrival of tomorrow.In the dark distance, a well-thought-out conspiracy and trap is spreading out, waiting for his arrival.