Raising the Demon

Chapter 12 A Mountain Village in Qingshi Town
The old man in the village said that ten years ago, there was a night of thunder and lightning, flash floods broke out, and even caused a mudslide. .

The big bluestone is backed by a locust tree. The canopy of the locust tree is extremely stretched, covering the whole bluestone. When the sun rises, there happens to be a shade of the tree that the sun can't shine at all. I always sit here, recite poems and books, and will not go back until sunset.

For a long time, one piece of the big bluestone has been worn extraordinarily smooth. If it hadn't been for the thick accumulation of the other son Baifeng, it would not have the thin hair of this son Baifeng.

However, since Zi Baifeng went to the academy in the city, he seldom came here, and it was the first time he came here after the academy examination.

Walking forward along the path with his head buried, Zi Baifeng raised his head occasionally, but couldn't help but let out an exclamation. When he took a closer look, he opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

There is aura in heaven and earth, but it is hard to see if it escapes.Because of the ceramic piece between the eyebrows that burns like a blue flame, Zi Baifeng has a pair of eyes that can see the aura, but he can't see the aura of the world, because the aura is indifferent and needs special gathering to be able to see it.

For example, the galloping stone that was infected by many people's desire to return home, such as the clan elder Yan Laowu, in addition, even Uncle Zhuzi and his father never had the shining spiritual light, but now, Zi Baifeng does Saw it again here.

It was that big bluestone—the bluestone the size of half a house, shrouded in a light so thick as to be substantial.

It is not accurate to say it is light, it should be said to be a luminous aura.

The huge bluestone is like a big tortoise that is breathing, and when it breathes out, it will be surging.It also seems to be a heart that keeps beating, opening and contracting, and the aura is rushing like blood.

If the galloping horse stone is used in terms of levels, it should be in the early stage of the first level of monsters "in the ink mark". The difference between it and the fan stone is that it has absorbed the obsessions of many people and exists in the body. Compared with the aura produced by the demon-raising formula, thoughts are not supernatural, nor can they drive it to act, but after being enlightened by Zibaifeng's demon-raising formula, it is like lighting a candle with a match. The obsession was detonated, and finally turned into a galloping horse, venting all the aura in an instant.Although it looks extremely miraculous, it is actually the magic formula of raising demons, not the galloping horse stone. It only acts according to the purpose given by the formula of raising demons, and has no wisdom of its own at all, and it has never become a real demon at all.

And the bluestone in front of me looks like a bluestone, feels like a bluestone, and bites like a bluestone, but this bluestone has really become a monster. Looking at the breath of spirit, it has at least reached the third level, the realm of breathing spirit energy !

The little stone stared wide-eyed, seeing Zi Baifeng in front of him on the big rock, touching, smelling, and biting, couldn't help but also went up and took a bite—almost broke his teeth, There was only one thought in my mind: "It's broken, my brother was beaten stupid by Uncle Zhuzi!"

Zi Baifeng took another step back, looked at the big bluestone in front of him, and couldn't help laughing.

This smile immediately caused bursts of roaring, the mountain was laughing, the ground was laughing, the creek was also laughing, but the most important thing was that the stone in front of him was laughing.

Zi Baifeng suddenly understood what it was that responded to him when he laughed out loud at the galloping horse stone.

is it!It's this big rock!It was this big bluestone that accompanied me day and night!It is laughing, laughing itself back!
A burst of laughter came from the big bluestone, shaking the earth, the mountains, the stream, the air, and even the clouds in the sky.

"Who is laughing?" In the mountain village, in the school, a person couldn't help poking his head out, rubbing his forehead, and looking around in confusion. Such a big laugh, what a good thing this has happened?

"Brother...what are you laughing at?" Little Shitou was very confused, "This big stone...why is it laughing too? Could it be..."

Before the word monster came out, Zi Baifeng quickly said: "No, this is an echo."

Zibai Feng took two steps back, pointed to the stone and said, "Look, this stone is just in the shape of a circular arc, which reflects my laughter, and the surrounding mountain peaks are also in the shape of a circular arc, causing a The resonance of the mountain, that's why the sound is so loud, little rock, I tell you, it's called science."

"What is science? A monster?" Xiao Shitou was at a loss.

"Of course not." Zi Baifeng hugged the little stone and told him the principle of echo. The little stone listened with gusto and nodded repeatedly, fascinated by "science".

Zi Baifeng here talks about science, but thinks about completely unscientific things in his head.

He was watching, feeling, and wanted to know how this big bluestone became a demon.

A big bluestone has no special shape, it's not on a lonely cliff, it's not in the deep sea, and it's not in a beautiful place. It's just such an ordinary big stone, why does it become a demon?

Seeing that Zi Baifeng was in a daze again, Xiao Shitou opened the wooden box, took out a small wooden barrel, ran to the side of the creek, licked a bucket of water with his buttocks pouted, handed it to Zi Baifeng, and said, "Brother, you practice calligraphy."

"Yes, practice calligraphy!" Zi Baifeng suddenly slapped his hands.

This stone, this creek, and this locust tree have no eyes, no ears, and if there is no "Raising a Monster", if a monster wants to become a monster, he can only accumulate time and experience the aura of heaven and earth or the obsession of human beings.But this place is not a place of beauty, there is no love between heaven and earth, no one comes and goes, and Zi Baifeng is the only one who can feel it.Under the same circumstances, why did Da Qingshi become a demon?

In the final analysis, the crux of the matter lies in Zi Baifeng's "words".

I soaked in water every day and wrote on the rocks. The rocks are tough and I don’t feel it, but the water gradually seeps into the heart of the rocks.

In addition, there is sunlight, the sunlight has taken away the water, but it also left water marks, which are left on the bluestone, every day, every day.

Over time, countless "opportunities" have been artificially accumulated for this bluestone. This is Zi Baifeng's unintentional "unity into ink marks".

Ten years of spring and autumn, ten years of cold windows, one person and one stone, in this way, continuous progress.

And when the stone slowly passed the first and second realms, and entered the third realm, Qingshi began to breathe out spiritual energy spontaneously, and Zi Baifeng was bathed in this spiritual energy all day long, unconsciously He felt nourished by the aura, so these years, Zi Baifeng has been healthy and healthy, free from disease and disaster.Occasionally resting on the boulders, I have never been exposed to wind and cold, and I have been exposed to rain and dew, so I have more energy and time to study.

All this is because of this big bluestone.

After counting it carefully, I don't know whether it is Zibaifeng who made this big bluestone, or this big bluestone that made Zibaifeng.

"Thank you, Uncle Qingshi." Zi Baifeng patted Qingshi lightly, and his hands were as warm as jade.Qingshi has been around for an unknown number of years, but Zi Baifeng is not hurt by calling him uncle.Then he turned around and picked up a locust tree branch that had fallen on the ground, dipped it in clean water, silently carried the secret of "unification", and began to write.

"The Twelve Tactics of Raising a Demon" Zi Baifeng understood the six tactic, but Zi Baifeng himself is only a mortal, because his own aura is weak, so now only this tactic can be really used.

As lines of handwriting spread across the bluestone, what flowed out was Zi Baifeng's wisdom, and strands of aura also flowed from Qingshi's body into Zi Baifeng's body.The spiritual energy that was depleted because of the infusion into the galloping horse stone before was gradually filled up again.

When Zi Baifeng wrote all over the front of the bluestone, he felt a strange swelling, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

Zi Baifeng had heard many legends about monsters before, but he had never heard of it. It turns out that the symbiosis of humans and monsters can have so many benefits.However, he has never heard of it. It turns out that monsters can be raised in this way.Human beings themselves will produce all kinds of wisdom, while monsters themselves will produce spiritual energy. Humans give wisdom and receive spiritual energy. Such harmony seems to be taken for granted.

The bluestone has such a good effect, Zi Baifeng began to think about how to let other people enjoy such benefits.

He turned his head and looked, Xiaoshi took off his pants, was carrying a small wooden bucket, and was catching fish and shrimp in the stream. He was not far from Qingshi, and a trace of aura also soaked into Xiaoshi's body.Although the weather is getting hotter, the water in the stream is icy cold. In the past, small stones stand in it for a while, and then climb up with grinning teeth. Now it is true that it is not cold after playing for a long time.

Zibai Fengfeng couldn't help thinking of the wrinkles on his father's forehead, the fishtails at the corners of his eyes and the white hair on top of his head.

It would be great if Uncle Qingshi could be moved to his own yard.

Needless to say, I have to find a way to help my father raise a monster.

But Dad has so many prejudices against monsters, which is troublesome.

Perhaps it was because of being nourished by the spiritual energy, before noon, Zi Baifeng's face was swollen, he went home for lunch, and then wandered to the office in the afternoon, ready to defecate, no, he was trying to get stronger.Xiao Shiben also followed, but was quickly fumed away by various moldy documents.

The smell of moldy parchment, tsk tsk...

Zi Baifeng couldn't escape, he took apart the documents one by one and spread them out on the table, and began to check them.

At this moment, Zi Baifeng misses the paperless office of his previous life very much.He soon discovered that it didn't matter if it didn't exist. His old man has a photographic memory. He glanced at it quickly and memorized it again, as if it was imprinted in his mind.

It's so convenient, I really am a genius!
Zi Baifeng is so proud.

However, he soon discovered that although his memory was good, his analysis and calculation abilities were nothing special. His simple mental arithmetic can handle it. After realizing this, Zi Baifeng could only sigh, and obediently began to extract, summarize, organize and mark.

What are you doing, this is clearly a hard-working Komura!

(End of this chapter)