Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/

There is a deep pool in the valley, but there is another mysterious cave at the bottom of the pool.

The cave under the water connects the valley and the secluded cave inside and outside. There is no trace of water vapor inside the secluded cave, which is very dry, just like a water-avoiding bead that was refined by ancient powers, forming an independent space under the water.

Meng Fan crawled out of the water, and the water droplets on his clothes quickly evaporated and retreated.

"What a strange underwater cave." Meng Fan looked up and saw that the entire cave was only a hundred square meters in size, but the top of the cave was as bright as stars, carved with mysterious ancient stars representing different meanings. Among them were several ancient stars that Meng Fan was familiar with.

"Oh, this is the Star of Greedy Wolf, this is the Star of Big Dipper, this is the Star of Ziwei. This is our Ancestral Star. Hey, why is the Ancestral Star so dim?"

After reading the star map in the sky, Meng Fan noticed a huge stone carving.

This stone carving is winding, but it conforms to a certain rhythm of the great way. Meng Fan knew that there was no trace of water vapor in this secluded cave that was definitely related to this stone carving.

This must be a treasure.

But how could I pry off such a large stone carving and take it away?

Meng Fan couldn't even think of a way to scratch his ears and foreheads.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. There are nine tails in total."

Since I couldn't take it away, Meng Fan simply sat down and meditated, hoping to obtain some ancient heritage from it.

The stone carving is carved with a four-legged nine-tailed divine beast, with its ears as long as a rabbit, its mouth as a fox, and its body is slender, but it reveals a supreme domineering aura, as if it was born to be the master of the world.

He was attracted by the portrait of this divine beast and unconsciously stretched out to him.

"Ouch."

When I touched the mouth of the divine beast, Meng Fan's finger was scratched by the stone carvings, and a drop of blood flowed down.

The drop of blood happened to be in the middle of the mouth of the divine beast, like the finishing touch of the painting, which made the originally dead stone carving look lifelike and wanted to jump out.

A white light flashed, stabbing Meng Fan so hard that he couldn't open his eyes.

The dazzling white light flashed away, and Meng Fan felt his chest warm, as if a living creature was hiding in his clothes.

He quickly pulled open his worn-out clothes and took out the slightly warm ancient scriptures.

"Hey, strange? How could the scriptures get hot for no reason?" Meng Fan thought about it more and more and more that something was wrong. He poured the scriptures to the ground and looked through it page by page.

The scriptures were very broken, and some pages were torn off by people, and some were holed by insects. But even so, the grandfather of the clan leader still regarded it as a treasure and placed it in the ancestral hall every day, for fear of losing it. Just three years ago, on Meng Fan's seventh birthday, he secretly replaced a miscellaneous book that was very similar to the packaging with ancient scriptures, and finally stole the scriptures he had been watching for for a long time.

Whenever he thinks of the feat that night, he still talks about it with relish, saying that it is called "stealing books."

However, three years have passed, and the grandfather of the clan leader has never discovered that the ancient scriptures were stolen. Meng Fan also memorized the scriptures. Except for the part of the pages stuck together in the middle, the whole book can be said to be memorizing it.

When I opened the ancient scriptures again, I couldn't let go of the infinite yearning for the vast land outside for a long time.

The ancient scriptures are not all about the text introductions of heaven and earth, Taoism, order, and rules, but also mixed with a large number of vivid and interesting pictures. Among them, two old men with white beards sat cross-legged in a green sky, using high mountains and veins as chess pieces, one holding a black piece and the other holding a white piece, fighting each other on the chessboard transformed from the ocean. In every move, the mountains and seas are moved, and the sun changes the stars.

There are also portraits wearing imperial crowns, which are lifelike.

There is also a scene of a mysterious man holding a square sky painting halberd fighting with a giant beast with a mouth spitting out demonic fire and a finger.

......

Meng Fan looked carefully page by page, and the young man's passion was stirred in his heart and could not be dissipated for a long time.

Suddenly Meng Fan let out a light whistle.

"Huh? Isn't this page used to be a blank piece of paper? Why are there any drawings?"

There are some blank pages left in the ancient scriptures, which seems to be the original author hopes that people from later generations can add to the scriptures and improve them.

Looking at the page in confusion, he clearly remembered that this page was once a blank piece of paper, but now a portrait of a nine-tailed fox appeared.

After looking at the portrait of the fox in the scriptures, he looked at the picture of the fox carvings on the stone carvings. Meng Fan was sure it was the same picture.

"Freak, weird." I couldn't help but shake my head, but couldn't think of the connection.

The fox pictures carved on the stone carvings are carved with vermilion patterns as the base, while the nine-tailed fox portraits in the scriptures are outlined with white paper and black lines, making them more mysterious.

A gust of cold wind blew, and the ancient scriptures automatically closed the pages.

Meng Fan was very strange. The scriptures made a page of portraits of nine-tailed foxes for no reason. But even if you want to break your head, you can't think of the secret. Since you can't figure it out, you don't think about it. This is the philosophy of life that Meng Fan realized when he was used to hard life. The playmates around him are loved by his parents, but he doesn't have them; the brothers and sisters around him have a hot meal when they return home, and they have a warm bed, but they don't have them; the officials and nobles around him can wear luxury and spend money like soil, but they can't.

Sometimes it is rare to be confused. What can you do with such hard work just cause trouble.

He stuffed the scriptures back into his arms and sat down facing the stone carvings.

Meng Fan stared at the nine-tailed fox picture carved on the stone carving and became more and more conscious. His eyes slowly closed and gradually fell into meditation.

A starlight shone on the star map above the head, soaking Meng Fan's body and soul.

Suddenly, three lines jumped slightly on his eyebrows, and the "Chuan" pattern appeared between his eyebrows. The "Chuan" pattern was bathed in the starlight, absorbing a large amount of starlight power, and there was a vague tendency to tear apart.

Time passes, and there are no timekeeping tools in the cave for reference. I don’t know how long it has passed.

"ah!"

Meng Fan screamed in pain, covered his eyebrows and retreated from the meditation.

Just now, a tearing pain suddenly came from the middle of his eyebrows, awakening him. He crawled to the edge of the water and took a photo at the water surface, but found nothing unusual, not even a wound.

"Oh, I feel handsome again. I'm so distressing." Meng Fan said narcissisticly at the reflection in the water.

I don’t know how long the starlight I had been bathed in, Meng Fan’s skin, muscles, and body shape had some subtle changes. From the original roughness, it became a little delicate and a little star-studded.

"Gululu."

The handsome guy can't be used to satisfy his hunger. Meng Fan probably spent at least a few days in the cave, but now he is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back.

He picked up the cold Tanshui and washed his face, tidied up his makeup, took photos at the water surface, and then confirmed that there was nothing embarrassing to the point where he crawled into a narrow puppy hole under the stone carving.

The cave was not big, and Meng Fan stayed inside for at least a few days without feeling suffocating, which means that the cave must be interconnected with the outside world. In addition, his experience of wandering in the mountains for several years, he found a hidden dog hole in a short while. After a while, he would definitely return to the outside world if he crawled out along the dog hole.

Although drilling a dog hole is not a glorious thing, the cliff on the road is very high and there is a green-winged roc guarding it. Going out from there is undoubtedly a way to die. You can only put down your dignity and drill the dog hole once. Besides, it is not the first time you drill it.

Meng Fan crawled along the dog hole for nearly half a day, and finally crawled out and returned to the outside world.

The sun outside has set west, and the jade rabbit has risen from the mountain to the east, sprinkling silver light.

Meng Fan took a deep breath, and his muscles and bones shook, making a "crackling" sound, moaning.

"Comfortable."

He walked down the mountain along the mountain road and rushed back to the tribe at the foot of the mountain.

"Go home!" The young man took a big step and ran quickly towards the place of lights in the distance. At this moment, he did not notice that a faint light flashed away from the ancient scriptures he was holding in his arms.

As we approached, the faint lights gradually became clear in front of Meng Fan. It could be seen that it was a small tribe surrounded by walls made of many giant trees. The entire tribe was surnamed Meng, and there were only hundreds of people living there. The tribe was not big, but in Meng Fan's eyes, it was the most warm and his home.

Usually, you can hear the lively cheers coming from the tribe, and you can also see a huge bonfire in the center of the tribe from the gap between the rows of giant wood walls. There are many tribe members around, and some women from the tribe dance to the bonfire.

"Uncle Meng Qiang, please open the door." Meng Fan shouted at a burly man standing guard.

The burly man Meng Qiang rubbed his eyes, looked at Meng Fan in surprise, and finally laughed: "It's Xiaofan who is back. Go and notify the clan leader. Open the door quickly, open the door quickly."
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