Chapter 39: Colorful Butterfly Chaos
Xiao Yu didn't know what kind of monster this insect king was, but he thought that a cultivating insect had developed some spiritual intelligence, just like a mountain god, so he made the female ghost called the insect king.
Do it as soon as you say it. Although this bug has nothing to do with me, it is a matter in the village after all. If I don’t care about it, the villagers will say that he is jealous. Moreover, as an orphan of Maoshan, I originally took it as my responsibility to act on behalf of heaven. If I don’t care about such things now, it will be of no benefit to my cultivation! Xiao Yu also knows that everything that happens here is paid attention to by the City God, so I should show it well and ask the City God for help if there is anything in the future.
The mountain god still looked like a mouse before. After Xiao Yu burned the talisman, he appeared in front of Xiao Yu again. However, the mountain god now looks a little tired, his hair is not shining at all, and scars are everywhere.
"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu looked at the mountain god and asked in surprise.
"It's shameful to say that there are zombies in my jurisdiction. This injury was caused when fighting with zombies." The mouse lay on the ground and said.
Because Xiao Yu and his team are a large mountain range, there are people on both sides of the mountain. It is normal for the tombs to be on the mountain, but zombies appear, which is more serious. Generally, powerful evil spirits appear, and the mountain gods will join forces with the land to kill them. If they cannot be defeated, they will report to the City God! But now Xiao Yu and his team have been killed, so the mountain god is fighting alone, so it is no wonder that they will be injured.
"Can the zombies in the tomb be alive?" Xiao Yu asked hurriedly.
"Yes, Taoist priest, the zombies outside the tomb were awakened by tomb robbers. The zombies inside the tomb have not yet woken up! I just used the power of the mountain god to suppress the zombies, but this will not take a few days. As long as mortals enter, the zombies will continue to wake up."
"Since there are a few days left, let me put it aside first! Pay more attention and tell me if you have anything in advance, so I can ask someone to help you. After all, your strength is limited and the land is dead. I don't want you to follow in the footsteps."
"Thank you, Taoist priest! By the way, when I left the ancient tomb, I took a treasure and Taoist priest to see if it could be used."
After saying that, the mouse grabbed the mud under him, and he suddenly dug out a small jade finger. The jade finger was not big, only the size of an adult's thumb, and his whole body was red. This was a little different from the green one.
"Jade board finger?" Xiao Yu said happily.
"Hehe, Taoist priest, this is not an ordinary jade finger, but a blood jade finger. Blood jade is much more precious than those ordinary jade." As he said that, the mouse picked up the finger with his two front legs and pushed it over to Xiao Yu.
"The blood jade finger, is it something dyed with blood? Then this thing is probably unlucky?" Xiao Yu's face was filled with joy, and he flipped over and over with his fingers for a few strokes, then put it on his thumb.
"Haha, the Taoist priest is just talking about a kind of blood jade, but this blood jade plate finger is not blood-stained, but is formed by natural blood jade, and then made into a plate finger. Now, it should be worth a little money."
Xiao Yu was very satisfied with this finger finger, but although this thing was good, the mountain god sent it for no reason, so he was afraid that he would not ask for nothing, so after playing with the finger finger finger, Xiao Yu smiled and said, "This thing is good. You want me to help you. Just say that as long as I can't help, I will definitely help."
When the mouse heard this, his little eyes turned and immediately said, "The mouse has been in the mountains since he was born and has never gone abroad. A few days ago, when the mouse was napping on the mountain, he heard a bird say that the place outside is very lively, so I think the Taoist priest can take me with him when he goes out in the future."
Xiao Yu originally thought that the mouse asked him to help him get promoted, but he didn't expect that he would take it out to see the world by himself. He couldn't help but grin and said, "Okay, this is simple. When I go out to go to college, I will take you with me."
"But these are all later things. Do you know why I came to you today?"
The mouse did not stand up this time, but lay on the ground and said, "I guess the Taoist priest came to me to ask about the bugs that appeared overnight in the mountains and forests?"
"Yes, as a mountain god, you should know what's here, right?"
"Yeah, know a little."
"These insects are descendants of a moth. The moth broke out of its cocoon and became a butterfly after five or six times, and was not culled. So it has already had the wisdom. All the insects on the mountain listen to her! Although I am a mountain god, my cultivation is better than hers, but her actions are strange, and even I can hardly find it."
"Tearing into a butterfly? Are you saying this thing is a butterfly?" Xiao Yu asked in confusion.
"Yes, it's just a butterfly. I don't know what opportunity the colorful butterfly had, but it only took ten years to turn into a cocoon, so her cultivation was only fifty or sixty years. She had been hiding well before, but I didn't find her. She only came out to move after the female ghost killed the land and affected this mountain. I knew it, but after I rushed over, she disappeared again."
In Maoshan books, Xiao Yu has seen some knowledge about the cultivation of birds and beasts, but most of the people who can practice are beasts, such as birds and insects, which are rare, just like the foxes, yellow, white, willows, and grays, which are circulated among the people. These five types are beasts, but the cultivation of insects is not much recorded in Taoist books.
When Xiao Yu was a child, he saw his grandfather killing a snake that was only for disaster in a village. Because the snake disturbed him sleeping when the villagers were herding cattle, he wrapped it around the herder with his taken off snake skin to show punishment. After the cattle-herding villagers returned, a circle of snake scale-like things grew all over their bodies. It was useless to get injections and take medicine. In the end, the villagers died. The villagers were afraid and found Grandpa Xiao Yu, which was to clarify the whole story.
"This colorful butterfly has only been a Taoist practice for fifty or sixty years, but how to control so many pests?" Xiao Yu continued to ask.
The mouse scratched the hair on his body and lay on the ground and said, "I'm very confused about this, but there are not many insects on the mountain now. I only ate a small part of the orchard. I guess the colorful butterfly is also worried."
Xiao Yu frowned and couldn't help but say, "Those insects should be descendants of Colorful Butterflies. If those insects are there, the Colorful Butterflies should be around. Her cultivation is not high and she should not be able to transform, so it should be easy to deal with. Let's go to the mountain first to see if there are traces of the butterflies."
Just as Xiao Yu and the mountain god were trying to figure out a solution, footsteps sounded outside the door. When Xiao Yu heard this familiar voice, he knew that it was his father who was back. After all, in the whole village, his father had problems with his legs, so the footsteps were different from others.
"You go back first, pay more attention to the situation of butterflies and ancient tombs, and tell me immediately if you have anything." Waving his hand at the mouse, Xiao Yu hid the jade board finger in his hand in his clothes, and then walked outside.
Chapter completed!