[comprehensive] superior skills

Although Shuzhong is far away, it is nothing to Song Ci who can walk with a sword, but she is worried about the animals in the valley and the little squirrel she raised since she was a child.

If he is lucky enough to be taken care of by Senior White Snake, it will be difficult to return in decades. By then, not to mention Xiao Hong, even the grandchildren of Xiong Da and Hu Da will be turned into rotten dust.

But it is unrealistic for her to take Xiaohong away. From what happened to Shi Niangzi, it is not difficult to see that there are many ghosts and monsters that will be encountered on the road, and it will inevitably get in the way with it.

Besides, Xiaohong is a mortal mouse after all, Song Ci can't even fully control his own future, so how can he decide for it.

After much deliberation, Song Ci led Xiaohong back to the mountain where they first met their mother and son, chose a lovely wife for her to bring back to the valley, and dug a cave on the cliff, hiding enough to eat for several years. The nuts used are reserved for the day when the mountains are closed by heavy snow or when the year is bad.

As for the other animals in the valley, Song Ci took out some grain seeds that were not picky about the soil, and taught them to use the simplest method to cultivate and fertilize the land.

In this way, no matter how the outside world changes, at least life in the valley can be guaranteed to be worry-free.

When everything was arranged properly, Song Ci bid farewell to Xiong Dahuda and the herd of beasts they led, and embarked on a journey to find opportunities alone.

Knowing that the world here has great power, Song Ci was afraid of violating other people's taboos, so he only walked along the mountain roads and official roads dug by the government, and seldom did the act of flying in the air, lest he accidentally strayed into the planned place. The site collided with the boss.

Stopping and stopping along the way, she would go in to rest her feet when she met the earth temple, no matter how big or small, and just add some offerings to the old gods.

In Song Ci's heart, the world and the earth are one family, at least in the case of common information, the righteous god of the earth temple will not drive away and hurt her, a little snake who has only been suggested by colleagues.

When she was resting on the beam, she did not forget to eavesdrop on whether there was any emergency in the homes of the people who sincerely prayed. Money and food or a gift of good medicine.

If things go on like this, when Song Ci re-enters the Earth Temple on the way, the coercion that faintly attached to her body disappears without a trace. Shelter the body of the snake.

On this day, the busy Song Ci entered the Earth Temple in the county to find a place to live as usual.

She was not in a hurry to tidy herself up, but first bowed to the gods in the hall three times, and after offering three half-cooked animals, fruits, golden talisman paper, three cups of tea, and three cups of wine, she slowly lay down on the beam On top of that, I found some sweet and soft snacks with no unclean smell to fill my stomach.

After eating and drinking enough, Song Ci buried his head under his body as he did when he was a child, and stared sleepily.

In the middle of the night, the incense on the altar table inside the temple was still brightly lit, but suddenly there was a low weeping sound outside the temple.

This cry came and went, but the infinite sadness contained in it made people's hearts sour, and they couldn't help crying along with their sadness.

Song Ci shook his head, seeing that Father Land had no objection, he voluntarily climbed down from the beam, wanting to see if there were any benevolent and suffering people seeking help.

She looked up from the front yard to the back yard, even the eaves and treetops, but she couldn't find the shadow of the poor man.

"Who is crying?"

Song Ci spat out the snake letter, and comforted him softly: "Since you have come to the land father-in-law, why not come forward and pay respects."

The owner of the voice said quietly: "It's not that the slave family refuses to pay homage, it's just that the current appearance of the slave family is really unsightly, and I'm afraid it will dirty the eyes of the land god."

"The land father has protected the place for more than a thousand years, and how can he be frightened by ordinary people."

Song Ci raised his body and looked closely at the direction of the sound, "If you have a grievance, report it, what's the use of just crying."

The woman was silent for a moment, as if hesitating, "My slave..."

Seeing that she really didn't have the patience to be such a kind snake, Song Ci turned around and swam into the temple.

I got up early and had to go on my way, where would I have the time to argue with this ignorant woman.

"Sir, wait a minute!"

The woman was afraid of the power of the gods and dared not approach the Earth Temple. Seeing that the spirit snake that had come out to attract her was about to leave again, she rushed over in a hurry, "I implore the God of the Earth to show mercy, my servant Wang has a grievance to report!"

Song Ci walked halfway, and suddenly felt that the temple gate, which was usually easy to come and go, seemed to be blocked by an invisible layer, and heard the woman begging behind her, and knew that it was the land grandfather who wanted to hear her cry, Only then did he turn around and look at the injustice-crying man who was blinded by the dragon.

Song Ci flinched suddenly at this glance!

Don't look at her who is used to seeing ugly ghosts, but anyone who suddenly sees a big head with disheveled hair hanging in front of their eyes is bound to be terrified.

What's more, the female ghost didn't know whether it was to lead the way or something else, but she was holding a miserable white paper lantern in her mouth, and the green candle flame flickered, which made this girl even more terrifying than a ghost.

Even though Song Ci thought he was well-informed, he couldn't help taking a few steps back, "Why are you in such a shape?"

"My lord, God of the land, I have been wronged!"

The female ghost threw the lantern in her mouth to the ground, and cried sadly: "The slave family was originally Zhu Erdan's wife in the township examination, but because he was ruthless and greedy for beauty, he tricked Lu Pan from the Ten Kings Palace into taking advantage of her." In the night, the slave family and the prostitute who was raped and killed by the gangsters in Wu Shiyu's mansion were cut off to replace the prime minister, which made the slave family die in vain! Now, that Zhu Erdan's beautiful wife is in her arms and has worshiped the old man as her father-in-law. I feel sorry for the slave family Huai Liujia has never even seen the baby in her womb, so she has become a lonely and wild ghost!"

"Lu Judge, does this mean that the judge of the underworld is not good?"

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat, and when he looked at the miserable female ghost beyond recognition, he suddenly felt that she was also a rare smart person.

Who dares to say that Mrs. Wang doesn't hate the judge in her heart, but can she sue him? If Judge Lu didn't take her seriously, Mrs. Wang might not even be able to do a lonely ghost.

What's more, it's obvious that you can go to the Temple of the City God and the city of the dead to complain about grievances. Wang's hiding near and far away to this day is because she is afraid that the little ghosts in the underground will not give her a way to live in order to please Lu Pan.

It's hard to describe the feeling of being hooked to death by a ghost messenger for no reason and having to excuse the culprit.

"It seems that in this world full of ghosts and ghosts, being a human may not be much luckier than being a snake."

After silently complaining in his heart, Song Ci bowed his head and stepped aside.

She can still help solve the trivial matters of ordinary people, but it is not the turn of a little snake to do this kind of deeds.

It is estimated that the father-in-law of the land did not expect to ask such a calamity that violated the rules of heaven. The candles in the temple flickered for a long time like the lanterns Wang threw on the ground.

After waiting for a while, when even Mrs. Wang felt that there was no hope, a small half of still burning fine incense wafted from the temple, and the three red characters of Town God's Temple appeared out of thin air on it.

Song Ci, who had learned the function of the city god from Dashi village's land official, instantly understood the purpose of this stick of incense, "You take the incense rewarded by the god to meet Grandpa Chenghuang, and the old man will make a decision on this matter .”

All she knew was that the relationship between the land and the city god seemed to be good. As for whether the master would offend Lu Juan for the little female ghost, it was hard to say.

Fortunately, Mrs. Wang was aware of current affairs, and after kowtowing thanks outside the temple, she went straight to the Town God's Temple with incense in her hands.

Once the Wang family left, Song Ci could enter the temple again.

She originally planned to leave at dawn, but after hearing about Lu Pan's change of head, she always wanted to know if the woman who died tragically had ever sought justice, so she was delayed after going back and forth.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Song Ci to hear from the believers who worshiped the God of the Land that the lucky Zhu Erdan somehow got drunk and accidentally injured his wife, causing her to give birth to a baby girl prematurely. A cyan birthmark was exactly the same as Wang's birthmark before the head change.

"Either you say that your children are debts, and Zhu Erdan really owes Wang's life in the book of life and death."

The wish was fulfilled, and Song Ci did not delay any longer, leaving the land and continuing to move towards Mount Qingcheng in the middle of Sichuan.

This journey is not short, from the beginning of spring to the end of summer, when the season of fruit harvest is about to enter, Song Ci can be considered to have really come to the territory of Qingcheng Mountains.

Compared with the wilderness and deep mountains that are mostly shrouded in black mist, this majestic mountain range with colorful precious lights is obviously extraordinary.

Entering the expensive land for the first time, it is inevitable that the white snake regards itself as a treasure thief with evil intentions. Song Ci did not dare to show off his tricks and hidden tracks. He just wandered carelessly in the mountains and forests like ordinary snakes. Talk a few words, trying to learn from them where the thousand-year-old white snake's cave is located.

She thought that finding a snake demon entrenched in the mountains would never be more difficult than traveling thousands of miles. Unexpectedly, the animals in the forest, except for the ignorant beasts with undeveloped wits, were all extremely cunning old Jianghu, who deceived her a lot. Forget it, the useful news was never revealed at all.

In the end, Song Ci finally understood that these cunning guys were not willing to offend a well-cultivated big monster because of himself, an outsider who didn't know his roots.

No matter how old a snake is, it can't resist the power of hibernation and realgar. Will winter be far behind in autumn?It's better to obediently wait for the master to return home than to buy those white-eyed wolves.

After figuring out the key to the matter, she drove away the apes and foxes who cheated on food and drink, and aggressively occupied a hollow dead old tree as a nest.

From then on, Song Ci either leisurely climbed up the treetops to bask in the sun or sat in the tree hole to eat delicious food every day. When he had nothing to do, he even planted some young and easy-to-survive herbs near the big tree.

In order to prevent others from coveting the magic props in their hands, she did not dare to irrigate them with spring water, and only used the fertilizer with weak magic power produced by herself to nourish the land.

When the medicinal materials grew taller and Song Ci's sleepiness at night became longer and longer, a real silver moonlight finally surged over the Qingcheng Mountains.

"What a big snake..."

She struggled to open her half-closed sleepy eyes, and looked up at the figure that swept through the woods like a tornado with extreme envy, "The snake demon who has practiced for a thousand years is really not to be underestimated!"

The opportunity was right in front of him, and Song Ci didn't dare to waste the opportunity, he hurriedly jumped up from the tree hole and followed Bai Ying's walking direction to chase after him.

With her current speed, even with the help of an airship, it is difficult to catch up with the big monster who has the ability to ride the clouds and fog, let alone not dare to show any lies before finding out the opponent's nature.

This chase consisted of several days and nights of non-stop shrinking of the abdomen and swinging the tail, until Song Ci felt that the scales on the abdomen were worn out and tender flesh, and only then did he see a natural cave hidden under the clouds, mountains and water from a distance.

The deep stone cave seemed to be a whole without any carvings, and it didn't have a daunting name engraved on the plaque like a wealthy mansion in the world, but Song Ci didn't dare to underestimate the prestige of the owner here.

She shook the mud, grass and rotten leaves on her body, before she came to her, she bowed down from a distance and said: "Little snake in the mountains, come here just because of your name, and ask Senior White to see you!"

In a short while, a ferocious snake with giant silver scales swam out of the hole with a scarlet letter on its head, and stared coldly at the unruly intruder.

Song Ci hurriedly prostrated himself on the ground, "Senior, forgive me, but Yinhuan came all the way to bother me because of the guidance of the land father-in-law."

"what?"

After seeing the golden light of merit shrouded in the oddly shaped little snake, the white snake calmed down, "Your name is Yinhuan? You keep claiming to be instructed by the God of the Land, do you have evidence?"

Seeing that the [-]-foot-long monster didn't seem to blame him, Song Ci immediately told the ins and outs of how he learned that Shi Niangzi died with a grievance, and how he got advice from the land father-in-law. A stick of fine incense taken from the Earth Temple.

"Yinhuan was born in the countryside without a name and surname. He only took a common name for himself because the pattern on his body resembled a silver ring. This time I want to see my senior..."

She raised her head slightly, and pleaded: "Yinhuan dare not lie, it is only for the method of fading away from the snake!"

"Hmph, you confess."

The white snake stood upright with its tail coiled, "Can you see my appearance? I have practiced for more than [-] years since I first opened my spiritual consciousness, and now I have the opportunity to transform into a form. How old are you? Just look at the scales It's only about a hundred years old!"

Song Ci smiled sheepishly, "Senior has good eyesight."

She really didn't dare to say that she was only born a year ago, isn't there something wrong with that?

The white snake felt that this earthworm-like little snake could still be taught, and said kindly: "The path of cultivating the Tao is to avoid rushing for success. There are countless spiritual beasts born in the world, and how many people will finally achieve the right result? If you If you can bear the loneliness, I would like to introduce you to Li Shan's old mother's school. However, it depends on your fate whether Master or her old man accepts you."

Although it was the second time to hear Li Shan's old mother's honorable name, Song Ci really didn't intend to imitate the big monster in front of him to achieve a positive result.

Firstly, her family knows her own family affairs, and based on her fate, no matter how hard she struggles, she will end up dying; secondly, she has indeed lived enough, and now she only wants to be cheap, not to live long.

Determined to live up to the good intentions of others, Song Ci looked up at the snake face and said leisurely with a demonic expression of obsession and regret: "Senior is very kind, and this junior is very grateful! But Yinhuan is just a little snake that likes to wander around the world. The only ambition in this life is to transform into a human form, to appreciate the world's conditions like a real mortal, and there is no other wish."

"You, you, let me say something!"

The White Snake sighed angrily, "I thought you traveled so far to let me introduce you to my teacher, but who knows, ah, what a waste of good flesh and blood!"

"Good flesh?"

Song Ci couldn't help but think with black lines all over his head, "It must be because I dislike my wasted spiritual body with cultivation qualifications? This white snake seems to live a long time, but it is really not good at human affairs."

When she was secretly feeling that there was no difference between a goblin who practiced penance and a scholar who didn't hear anything outside the window, the snake demon opposite took out a small kit from under the scales and threw it over.

"This is the Qiankun bag I got when I was exorcising demons in previous years. It contains transformation pills and skills for spiritual beast cultivation."

The white snake poked its head, and finally persuaded: "This shape-changing pill is a pill prepared by the immortals in the sky for the mount. You only need to take it once in your life to transform your body according to your mind; the exercises are divided into nine stages. This state depends entirely on personal aptitude. But once you take the transformation pill, there is no possibility of becoming a fairy in this life, and even if you enter the heaven in the future, you can only be a spiritual beast!"

She sincerely feels sorry for this little snake that stumbled into Qingcheng Mountain by mistake, but everyone has his own ambitions, and the matter of cultivating Taoism cannot be forced.

Song Ci stared at the dusty little kit in a daze, unable to believe that he could get the chance to transform into a human form so easily.

"Could it be that God opened his eyes and let me have a life as a heroine?"

Putting aside the nonsense in his mind, Song Ci looked at the big white snake with tears in his eyes, "Dare to ask the senior's name, and see you in the future, and the silver ring will definitely form a grass ring to repay today's kindness!"

"No need."

The white snake never thought of letting this humble little snake repay him, and the day of ascension is imminent, and the sky and the earth are far apart.

"If we say goodbye today, I'm afraid we won't see each other again. I hope you will remember that in the future, no matter whether you are a human or a snake, you must not harm the place. Otherwise, before the punishment of heaven comes down, the God of the Land will definitely invite a decree to kill demons and demons."

After the White Snake finished speaking, he swung his tail and rolled up a hurricane, and sent Song Ci and the kit to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, "Life is not easy, so you can do it yourself."

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: When the scumbag author first read Liao Zhai, he felt that the Wang family was really miserable, Zhu Erdan was a wolf, and Lu Pan was not a good thing.This is a side story after the story is over, and it is used for Wang's redress.

In addition, at this time, the white lady does not know that she owes the little shepherd boy~~

Flying dance, okay~~