Chapter 7 Spiritual Premonition ()

Due to the influence of the cold winter climate, large areas of migratory birds migrate to the south, and all wild beasts on the ground hibernate in the cave.

Therefore, Jiang Qiu was busy going up the mountain for Jiang Qingyang's study expenses, but he still didn't get much.

Except for the luck that he found the old nests of several small animals and killed them one by one, the valuable medium and large wild beasts were never able to find traces.

Qingming, who was walking beside him, wore a thick felt hat. He didn't know what animal's skin was made of. It was already very worn and could not warm his head.

At this moment, he carried the steel fork on his shoulder, touched his face with his hands twice, rubbed his ears, and breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Jiang Qiu who was walking in front: "Brother! The sun is about to set, let's go back! This ghost weather is probably going to snow again."

Jiang Qiu held a hunting bow in one hand and pushed away the weeds blocking the way with the other. When he heard Qingming's words, he couldn't help but look up and through the gaps of the green leaves, he found that the sun could not be seen.

The sky was gloomy and it seemed like a heavy snow was coming. Jiang Qiu hesitated for a moment and nodded and said, "Okay, let's go back!"

At this moment, Jiang Qiu suddenly paused and felt a strange feeling in his heart for no reason.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother Qingming, listen! It seems Qingyang is calling me, don't you listen?" Jiang Qiu frowned and raised his ears.

Qingming looked around in confusion, feeling that the surroundings were so quiet that no one was talking. He couldn't help but say, "You heard it wrong, right? Where is that? Besides, Qingyang's child, how can he have the ability to go up the mountain?"

Jiang Qiu shook his head, and was also a little suspicious, but just now his eyes twitched and he clearly heard a "father" in his ears. But what happened?

The wind gradually became stronger and the snow began to fall from the sky bit by bit. Jiang Qiu looked up at the top of Tianmu Mountain, and felt that the call just now seemed to be coming from the thick clouds and mist. The sound was really like Jiang Qingyang... An ominous premonition surged into Jiang Qiu's heart.

"Brother Qingming, why don't you go back first! I want to go up and take a look!" Jiang Qiu pointed to the top of the mountain.

Qingming glared at his eyes and was extremely surprised: "You are crazy! This is Tianmu Mountain! It is not Wujin Mountain, nor Songping Mountain! This is the limit for us to go up the mountain! In the past, the entire town who took risks and climbed up were knocked to death, and there was no road above it! It was too high! What are you doing up?"

"I always feel that Qingyang is on it. I just heard him call me. That's right, I heard it!" Jiang Qiu became more and more sure as he spoke.

"Why didn't I hear it?" Qingming said angrily.

"I don't know, but I heard it!" Jiang Qiu turned around and said seriously. Then he was about to climb up the mountain.

Qingming grabbed him and shouted, "He is only five years old! Don't say that he can't even climb here! This mountain is so steep..."

Before Qingming finished speaking, Jiang Qiu waved his hand and interrupted: "Do you still remember five years ago? Do you still remember your mother's words before her death two years ago? Qingyang was alive, and the one who survived should have survived was Qinghe! Qingyang is not an ordinary child! Fangs, beads, and eyes glowing. He can lift more than 100 pounds at the age of five. Others don't know, don't you know?"

Qingming was stunned. He recalled all the past and knew about those things. The words before his mother died were all vivid in her ears. Before her mother died, she said that when she was delivering her child, she wanted to use their midwife to let the child die and save the adults, but she saw a purple light suddenly appear in the lower body of Qinghe, which slowly rotated on the spot, and finally formed a small vortex. She didn't know what was going on, so she continued to see that the baby actually crawled out and hung in the center of the vortex. As her eyes opened, the purple light drilled into his eyes.

Then Qinghe just screamed and died.

"Monster, monster..." Qingming's mother said this before she died.

Over the past few years, they have kept it secret. Even Qingming's wife doesn't know about these things, because they are afraid that Jiang Qingyang will be panic if he is a monster and that Jiang Qingyang will definitely be executed by everyone.

Jiang Qiu said excitedly: "In the past few years, I have been worried day and night, just wanting to see Qingyang safe and safe. Qinghe died, which brought Qingyang's life, so I don't allow him to have anything to happen unless I die! I always lock him up at home and not let him contact others, just because I am afraid! I am afraid!"

Qingming didn't say anything. I don't know what to say about such a thing.

Jiang Qiu touched his forehead, took a deep breath of cold air, and said, "I have a premonition that Qingyang is a child who is extraordinary, and something will happen one day. I worked hard to hunt and farm, just want him to live an ordinary life, study for a few years, come back to farm, and when I become an adult, I take him up the mountain to hunt, or go to the city to find work and see the world. That way I can be worthy of the dead Qinghe. It seems that I am destined to be out of reach. I knew the voice just now must be him. He was calling me, and something must have happened to him. So I must go up and find him!"

"How could he...how did you say he could get up? What's the point? Or could he fly with his hands and feet?" Qingming felt very absurd and couldn't help but sarcastic.

"I don't know, I don't know. But I can't stand it!" Jiang Qiu looked determined. He didn't know why he was so sure, it was purely a strong premonition.

"Then I'll go with you!" Qingming grabbed his hand and said.

"No! What if Qingyang is still at home? There is Qingquan, your wife is in poor health, you have to go back and take care of them. If I don't come back and Qingyang is still at home... Brother Qingming, I hope you can help me take good care of him! I will repay your kindness in the next life!"

Qingming wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Jiang Qiu. He had to hand over the steel cross in his hand to him, but he refused on the grounds that it was difficult to climb.

Jiang Qiu smiled: "It's not necessarily a death, maybe I'm back with great luck!"

After saying that, Jiang Qiu passed through a weed with chest, climbed up the mountain, and then disappeared after turning a few turns.

Qingming stood there and watched the figure who had grown up together disappear into the clouds and mist. He didn't know if he would be able to see him again if he had returned.

"I heard that there are monsters on the mountain..." Qingming shivered, and suddenly missed his wife and children very much. He just wanted to see them soon, so he went down the mountain. While walking, he thought, how great would it be if Jiang Qiu's wife was not dead and Jiang Qingyang was not a monster? Unfortunately, things went against his wishes... The sky gradually became dark, and the dense forests on Tianmu Mountain were covered with rocks, and the rocks were even darker. Jiang Qiu, who had no way to find the way, could only run around in the woods. Fortunately, although winter was very cold, the thick snow reflected around it and could not be seen at all. Moreover, there were few animals in winter, so there were no need to worry about the sudden attack of beasts in the dense forest.

After climbing up like this for more than an hour, he almost slipped in the air, but he was still safe. At this moment, Jiang Qiu was holding a big tree with both hands, raising the protrusion with his left foot on a steep wall, and stomping up several steps with his right foot, then he turned over a huge whole stone. He looked back at the woods below, wiped a layer of fine sweat on his head, and then stood to rest. After a while, Jiang Qiu began to climb up again. Along the way, he didn't doubt whether he had heard it wrong. He wanted to give up several times, wanting to go back and see if the child was at home before making a decision. However, the shout just now went deep into his heart and would definitely not hear it wrong. Therefore, Jiang Qiu, who believed in his intuition, gritted his teeth and persisted all the way.

At the top of Tianmu Mountain, the sea of ​​clouds is vast. The surroundings are filled with snow, and no grass grows. The strong wind blows, occasionally blew up a piece of gravel snow. After spinning in the air for a few rounds, it turns into ashes and disappears.

At this time, above the empty Tianmu Mountain, the air suddenly rippled, and then a ray of light flowed. The sky suddenly vibrated a few times, and there was one more person out of thin air!

This man was wearing a white long gown, with white hair and beards. He was a kind-looking old man.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately closed his hands and pinched them into a strange gesture. Then a blue light spread out from his hands, wrapping up his whole body, forming a blue light shield, blocking the strong wind from the sky, and dispersing the thick fog around him, showing a clear appearance.

The old man looked rosy, with no wrinkles on his face, and was smooth and tender like a baby.

At this moment, he frowned and showed a puzzled expression.

The old man said to himself: "When the law enforcement elders and the others came back, why did the damn beast run out? Where did I go to find him? Don't escape from the ban and run away, then I'll be done!"

At this time, the air above him vibrated a few more times. A young man suddenly appeared and stood in the sky without making any gestures. He walked back and forth for a few steps, his eyes squirted around, and then he fell to the ground and stood beside the old man.

He has a handsome appearance, but he is always cold. He looks very unkind when he looks at the old man, and he seems to be very dissatisfied with him.

Seeing this, the old man's face darkened, but he immediately lowered his head, bowed his body, and called out to Senior Brother politely!

This senior brother looked only twenty-seven or eight years old. After hearing the old man's name, he showed a satisfied look and said in an old-fashioned manner: "A bastard! I don't take good care of myself, and I will drag me down and punish me! If my master hadn't been kind-hearted and my senior brother, I would plead for you, you would have died long ago!"

The old man trembled all over and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes. Thanks to the help of senior brother! But, Master asked us to come out and find it. Junior brother, I have shallow cultivation and want to resist such a thick gale wind. How can I support it if my true energy is not good? Senior brother, you are powerful, so you should take care of junior brother more!"

The senior brother's face clearly showed a look of contempt, and he raised his head and said, "Don't worry, senior brother can help you. But..."

The old man hurriedly said, "Senior Brother has any instructions. If you can do it, you will do your best. Please rest assured!"

"It's nothing, just let me all the spirit stones for next month."

"This--" the old man's face showed a look of pain.

"Hmm?" Senior brother's face darkened, he glared at the old man fiercely, scared him to take a step back immediately, showing a look of vigilance, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, don't worry, I will respect my senior brother next month's spirit stones. It's just because next month is the Fairy Forest Conference. Junior brother, I originally wanted to save some spirit stones to find some refining materials at the conference. Now it seems that since Senior brother needs spirit stones, I have to wait for the next session."

"Haha! With your little slight trait, you still want to refine weapons? Don't waste the spirit stone! Okay, let's not say much, just stay here, I'll find it back." After a burst of ridicule, the senior brother opened his mouth and spit out a green light. The green light rose in the wind and instantly turned into a small green sword. Then he jumped and stood on the sword. With a light shout, the small sword actually jumped into the air, swooped down with a swish, and disappeared. Only the old man stood alone in the snow, his face gloomy and gloomy.

"Hmph! Sooner or later one day..."

The old man suddenly looked around and found nothing unusual, but he still didn't say anything harsh. Just as he was about to make gestures and go back, he thought for a while, but he stopped and took out two yellow talismans in his arms.
Chapter completed!