Contract Spirit Beast Cultivation Manual

When Chi Muyun just stepped into the dungeon, someone rushed over and called him:

"Sir! My husband, you are back. The city lord can't find you, and he is almost in a hurry!"

Chi Muyun looked at his anxious appearance, and his heart was suspended. He only went out for a while, and Shi Wanfeng was so anxious to find him. Could it be that something happened in the palace?

He quickened his pace and asked as he walked:

"Did something happen?"

"I don't know about this little one. I only know that the city lord has been looking for you, and he should be in the lobby right now."

Chi Muyun became even more uneasy, leaving the boy behind and rushed to the lobby in a hurry.As soon as he came in, he saw Shi Wanfeng standing far above the lobby, and dozens of people were bustling below, all lowered their heads, silently waiting for their city lord to lose his temper.

The atmosphere froze, and no one noticed his arrival.

Shi Wanfeng turned his back to him, wiping a blood-stained knife, couldn't see his face, but heard him say word by word in a calm voice:

"From now on, I will keep an eye on Chi Muyun's every move. Where he is going and what he is doing, he will report everything verbatim. Therefore, the gate guards and soldiers guarding the city will not allow him to do so without my order." Let him out, otherwise those two people just now will be your end."

There was a moment of silence everywhere, and then a single word was slammed on the ground:

"Yes."

Chi Muyun stood far away at the entrance of the hall, unable to move forward.

In a trance, I seem to never know that person who is far away.Standing on the high position of the city lord, with his back turned to his subordinates, he gave orders. He held the power of life and death in his hands. He turned his hands into clouds and turned his hands into rain.

After all, he was no longer that panicked child, he would no longer hug him and say he was afraid, his eyes were full of chaos.

Perhaps, he has gradually become a qualified city lord, able to manage Fusang City very well, even without him by his side.

The splendor and splendor in sight are incompatible with him, and the gold bricks and jade tiles, which are as cool as autumn water, are not his home.

Everything suddenly became dull and lost its meaning.In the past, he was unwilling, young and frivolous, and lived there for a long time, and then he was ups and downs, and now he is exhausted for so long, and what he gains and loses is all for himself in the end.

He is very tired and exhausted, and he no longer wants to fight for fame and fortune, to be a crucian carp across the river.He missed the carefree wind outside, the flowers that just bloomed in early spring, the free singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, and the vast sky.

The bustling underground city is like a cage buried underground,

Day and night are full of feasting and feasting, and everyone is depressed, happy, and asleep, unable to wake up.

As if born, lying in a coffin.

He quietly turned and left, and just as he took a step, he heard Shi Wanfeng's voice:

"Chi Muyun!"

All the people turned their heads, followed Shi Wanfeng's gaze, and looked at his back, which made him feel a thorn in his back for a moment.

He didn't turn around, but said slowly:

"I'm a little tired and want to go back to my room to rest. If you're worried, you can ask someone to follow you."

After speaking, he left quickly, leaving behind Shi Wanfeng with red eyes.

The seven-foot long sword fell to the ground with a "bang", and finally stopped after a few steps.

Chi Muyun did go back to the room, lying on the bed of the beauty, sniffing the soothing incense with his eyes closed, but his heart could not be calm for a long time.

It's not resentment, it's just another feeling of being played by others. It's no fun to work hard and desperately for him.

In the end, even the trust was lost.

I don't know if the incense choked my eyes, leaving a tear in my eye socket.

Pouring wine and drinking alone, drunk until late at night, never falling asleep.

There is a person leaning outside the door, smelling the faint scent of wine in the crack of the door, watching the empty echoes in the long corridor, thinking about the indifferent and alienated face of the sweetheart, tasting the bitterest lovesickness in love, but there is no The courage to push that door open.

"If you one day, you are strong enough, brave enough..."

I'm not that strong, and I'm not that brave.

But I still want you.

A faint cold wind blew over, and a vague voice lingered in his ears, leading him into a deep dream...

In the dream, I was still a child, my father’s beard was not so long, because he stomped his feet angrily, my aunt was not married yet, she was stroking his hair tenderly, my eldest sister was still in her prime, smiling brightly... everything seemed to be close In front of you, within reach.

Facing this repeated dream in a daze, he struggled to wake up. The deep sense of powerlessness reminded him of the myriad phenomena he had fallen into once, but this time he didn't have Chi Muyun.

From the depths of distorted memories, a crooked and deformed figure slowly emerged, as thin as a bone and ferocious as a beast.

His hands trembled, and the approaching figure in front of him made him shudder.

"who are you?"

"I am your uncle."

"Bullshit!"

As if expecting that he would not believe it, the guy in front of him smiled contemptuously and said jokingly:

"I am your father's elder brother, your uncle. I know everything about the Shi family and Fusang City."

"How do you prove it?"

"Hmph, for example, people with the blood of the Shi family have a special ability to swallow time."

"..."

Shi Wanfeng nervously faced the guy in front of him, panicked in his heart.He had never heard that he had an uncle, but how could it be possible for the family's secrets to spread to the outside world.

Swallowing time, in simple terms, is changing lives.Extend your own life by devouring the lives of others.However, the side effects of doing so are very large. The bodies of the life-scorer and the life-renewed person will become weaker than before, and the fate will also change as a result, and finally become unpredictable.