At the foot of Yunfeng, the white-haired young man and the girl quietly hid in a cave.
The entrance of the cave was sealed with huge rocks, and spices were sprinkled to cover up the scent so as not to be discovered by the two monsters.
"Little girl, we will live in the cave for the next few days and try not to go out for a walk." The white-haired young man ordered.
The golden eagle monster must be furious after so much precious blood was taken away. At this moment, it may be wandering around Yunfeng, looking for them.
Although this demon was forcibly fascinated by Xue Qiongxiang, it does not mean that it has no consciousness. It is just that the poison entered the body and the mind was tired, so it could not wake up.
But it knew that it was the white-haired young man who used the spirit-quenching flower to poison him, so the blame would naturally be placed on the white-haired young man.
"Brother Cherish Your Life, how can you live here if there is no water or food?" The girl looked around. Although the cave was simple, it was spotless, as if it had just been cleaned up.
"Do you think I will starve myself?" The white-haired young man smiled proudly, walked to the end of the cave, brushed away the weeds on the ground, and revealed a blue stone slab, "Look, Qingshui Food Not right here."
The girl stepped forward quickly.
After the stone slab was opened, there was a small warehouse inside, which stored a lot of dry food and wine. There were also dried bacon hanging on the shelves beside it.
"Brother Cherish Your Life, it turns out you have been prepared."
The girl's stomach was already growling with hunger. She quickly grabbed a piece of big cake and ate it with water.
As the granddaughter of Pi Shanzhang, she followed her grandfather in the world in her early years. She has long been accustomed to living in the open air, and when she eats cakes, she doesn't look like a lady at all.
"Little girl, these big cakes and steamed buns are all prepared for you," the white-haired young man pointed to the dry food in the sack, "As for me, I must have delicious food before I can swallow it. So, in the next few days, you will cook for me. The firewood, vegetables and meat have been prepared, and you can take care of it yourself."
As he said this, he lay down lazily on the bed. On the soft rock, he looked like he was sitting there eating and waiting to die.
"What? I'll cook for you?" The girl looked stunned, even wondering if she heard wrongly.
No wonder the white-haired young man has been asking her to learn cooking from the chef in the past few days, and he also took her around a dozen villages and towns to taste all the delicacies within a radius of 500 miles. Read it again.
To dare is to let yourself cook.
Thinking of this, the girl felt that the excitement she had felt over the past few days was in vain. She even called the white-haired young man affectionately "big brother" in vain. This guy was simply a bitch.
"Cooking? Go ahead and dream of your Spring and Autumn Dream!" The girl walked aside angrily, even forgetting to bite the big cake in her hand.
"You girl, don't even think about it. My life-loving brother, I have gone through so much trouble to help you get the demon blood, and I also lost a few elixirs." The white-haired young man looked distressed, as if The girl's rejection,Break his heart.
But the girl turned a blind eye to this. After getting along with her for a few days, she had already figured out the temperament of the white-haired young man. This man is a typical snake-killer who follows the stick. As long as she relaxes in the slightest, the other person will definitely Will take advantage of it.
By then, I might really have to cook for the life-loving old man.
"Humph, I'm also very busy," the girl sat aside angrily, "I want to practice the mantra of blood coagulation and detoxification, suppress the poison in the body, and practice martial arts diligently, so as to avoid my grandfather's death in three months. Come back and blame me for neglecting my skills."
"What's so good about martial arts? Drinking a few more sips of demon blood won't increase your skills any more than if you work hard every day."
< p>"Then let me read the book!"The girl took out the kraft paper and shook it in front of the young man. The palm-sized kraft paper roll was spread out, and it was also two feet long and wide.
"What book? Read it to me, sir," the white-haired young man looked at the brown paper disapprovingly. Every word on it was like a ghost drawing, and he couldn't understand it at all, but the white-haired young man was wide-eyed. His eyes closed, "Little girl, where did you get this piece of brown paper? Why can't I understand the words on it?"
"Of course you can't understand it, and you can't read."
< p>The girl rolled her eyes.The vellum paper is full of ancient characters. Not to mention young people, even many Confucian scholars cannot understand it. If it weren’t for Gu Yuncong who loves ancient books and often studies ancient characters, and the girl followed him and learned a lot of ancient characters, there would be no way at this moment. Can't read the words on the vellum paper.
"Little girl, I'm not kidding you."
The white-haired young man stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the girl, carefully read the brown paper twice, and then She said in a deep voice: "Are you sure that the words on the kraft paper are really words and not ghost drawings?"
"Of course," the girl pointed at the five big characters on the back of the kraft paper and read each word one by one: "Ask Although Qiuzhen is an ancient Chinese character, this girl has been with her grandfather since she was a child and can still understand it."
"Asking for Truth..."
The white-haired young man seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and he froze on the spot.
"It's really it, it's really it. Could it be that I also have a destiny?"
"But why did we only meet it now? It's too late, it's too late!"
The white-haired young man was laughing and crying at the same time, as if he was going crazy. He would yell at the sky and curse, and cry loudly. The young girl was so uneasy that she didn't dare to ask.
After a long time, the white-haired young man finally calmed down.
"Girl, do you know what this roll of kraft paper is?"
The girl quickly shook her head.
She pulled it out from a crack in the stone, but seeing that it was engraved with ancient characters, she guessed that her grandfather would like it, so she kept carrying it with her. Who knew what the mystery of this kraft paper was?
“Let’s not talk about this book for now. Let me tell you a secret first.” The white-haired young man took a deep breath. “The reason why the Tianming people cannot read and write is not only because their life span is short, but also becauseBecause, this clan has insight into the secrets of heaven, and can know its meaning by seeing the words. If the kraft paper scroll in your hand is an ordinary book, I can know the secrets just by looking at it. ”
“It turns out that Brother Ximing, you are literate! The girl's eyes widened, "Then we went to the inn a few days ago. Why do you want me to read a letter to you?" "
"I am lazy! "
The white-haired young man shook his shoulders. If someone can do it for him, why not do it.
The girl pouted her mouth angrily.
"Those are all trivial matters. Let's talk about this roll of parchment first," the white-haired young man continued with a normal expression: "Girl, where did you get this roll of parchment? "
"Isn't it the top of Yunfeng," the girl pointed to the top of her head, "At that time, I saw Brother Ximing sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath, so I walked around and found a stone tablet not far away... …Who would have thought that just after kowtowing, the ground would crack, revealing this roll of kraft paper. "
"So that's it," the white-haired young man looked up to the sky and sighed, "It's not my destiny to be an immortal. That's right. My clan is hated by the sky. What qualifications do we have to ascend to immortality?" ”
Have the ancestors of the Tianming clan climbed to the top of Yunfeng more than a hundred times?
There are two monsters stationed there all year round. Even if you think about it with your toes, you know that there must be something wrong with it. It is unusual, so the ancestors of the Destiny Clan would carefully record it in the classics, hoping that the descendants could find the fate of immortality and break the curse of destiny.
But in the past generations, no one has ever asked for immortality.
The girl just walked around the top of Yunfeng and got the kraft paper. The difference was heartbreaking.
“Girl, you can. If you get this scroll, you are destined to be immortal." The white-haired young man took a deep breath, resisted the thought of grabbing the kraft paper roll, and said in a deep voice: "As the saying goes, we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away. You are destined to have this thing. Knowing how to kowtow three times, our ancestors have climbed to the top of Yunfeng in all generations. Everyone must have seen the stone tablet, but who has noticed the kraft paper roll underneath? "
"Therefore, this volume is destined to you, but not to my destiny clan. "
After the words fell, the young man seemed to have exhausted all his strength, walked to the stone slab, picked up a jar of old wine, and drank it.
"It is hard to violate destiny, it is difficult to violate destiny. ! ”
Until this moment, he understood why the ancestors of all generations wrote these four words before they were dying.
God is a thief, he always likes to play tricks on others.
“Brother Xi Ming, I don’t understand what fate is or is not. If you don’t understand, I’ll just read it to you! ”
The girl blinked twice, opened the brown paper roll, and started reading in a sweet voice.