soul shifting

Chapter 1 Introduction

The cool wind arrives, the white dew falls, and the cicadas sing.

It's more than one month into autumn, and the days are obviously much shorter, like a white flour steamed bun that is getting less and less.

At three o'clock in the morning, on Xuan Hongzong's small and exquisite martial arts arena, nine disciples were drowsily straddling their horses, their chins knocking on their chests.Less than a quarter of an hour later, another one ran over and joined them while lifting his trousers.

"Has Master been here?" The person behind asked.

"No," said a disciple with a few small freckles on his nose, "I don't think he will come to check his morning exercises today. He drank a whole pot last night!"

Hearing his words, a chubby disciple in the back row immediately stood up straight: "You didn't say it earlier! When did Master get up after drinking too much? Let's not do morning exercises today, play Dice go!"

"Okay, let's go!" Three or four disciples responded immediately.

"Hey! Don't you!" The oldest disciple seemed anxious: "Cultivation is up to you. If you don't study hard and just wait for the supervision of the master, how can you make progress!"

"Senior brother Liang, I didn't say that, as for our little-known sect like Xuanhongzong, we don't have a single unique skill, even if we study hard, it's useless," the chubby disciple shook his head , showing a deep and helpless expression: "What has the master taught us? The simplest basic skills, the inner skills that even an idiot can get started with, the light skills that are as heavy as Mount Tai, and a few sets of boxing and kicking moves that are bad on the street." .On these things, what’s the difference between practicing and not practicing? No matter how much you practice, you can’t become a master!”

"At least I can practice to be as good as the master!" Brother Liang said seriously.When the juniors heard his words, they immediately burst out laughing, and some even fell to the ground laughing.

"It's about the same as the master...hahahaha," the little freckled disciple rolled his stomach while holding his hands, "With the master's skill, at most, he can deal with a few ordinary people who have no strength to restrain them?"

"A little stronger is enough!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

The little disciples took the dice, ran to the front yard while laughing, and Senior Brother Liang was the only one left in the martial arts arena.

"Sigh." Brother Liang sighed, he didn't have the time to sprint, sat on the small stone pier next to the martial arts arena, and took out two books.

The first is the Sanskrit ancient scroll "Huiyan Sutra", and the second is the analysis hand scroll of "Huiyan Sutra" written by He Jie. Brother Liang spread the two books on his knees and carefully read them according to the analysis.

The "Wisdom Eye Sutra" should be the most valuable thing in Xuanhongzong, a small broken sect of theirs. It was obtained by the ancestor by chance, and it records a powerful method for cultivating eye skills, but because it is written in Sanskrit, no one has read it. I can understand it, so no one cares about it for a long time.

Later, the master took in a young apprentice, who was brother Liang's little uncle.This little uncle, surnamed He Mingjie, was talented and hardworking, and by chance, he successfully deciphered the Sanskrit text in the "Huiyan Sutra".After more than ten years of practice, he finally finished all the "Wisdom Eye Sutra" and became the No. 1 person who has practiced Wisdom Eye Kungfu.

Wisdom Eye Kung Fu is an internal skill. Through internal strength training, the meridians of the eyes are gradually broadened to achieve the effect of strengthening eyesight. Those who succeed can even see the human skeleton clearly through the clothes and flesh. Clearly.

Senior Brother Liang read the book for nearly half an hour and sighed.

It's too difficult, I don't understand much.

This is really not because he is stupid, even if there is an analysis, this "Wisdom Eye Sutra" requires a very high level of comprehension to practice. After so many years, no one other than He Jie has been able to learn it.

The disciples playing dice squatted in a circle around the five upside-down bowls in the middle.

"Big or small, have you chosen?" The chubby disciple said, "I'm going to open it."

"Well, hurry up."

The little freckle disciple looked in the direction of the Martial Arts Arena: "What book is Senior Brother Liang reading?"

"The Wisdom Eye Sutra, what else could it be?"

"He's been reading it for months...the book is so difficult to understand, why does he have to learn it?"

"I want to get ahead," the chubby disciple opened the first bowl, and there was a "six" on the dice: "Look at Mr. He, because of his sharp eyes, he is famous in the world for being able to help others identify treasures. This year the world The leader of the No. [-] Wuji Sect, Zeng Sixi, held a birthday banquet, and the guests were all celebrities and powerful figures from all walks of life! Martial Uncle He was also invited, so don’t tell me you’re serious!” The chubby disciple opened the second bowl, This time it is a "three": "In our Xuanhongzong, if we want to get ahead, we can only practice the "Huiyan Sutra", there is no other way."

The little freckle disciple sighed: "You have to learn it well."

"Speaking of which, Master He went to the birthday banquet, didn't he agree to come back in a week? Why hasn't he come back after half a month?"

"Who knows, it might be delayed for fun on the way."

"Don't wait for the last one, hurry up!"

"Right now!"

Five bowls in a row are played, one is six and one is four, two are three and one is one, and the person who bet on the small wins.The chubby disciple pointed to the two disciples who were gambling big: "You two, Jue Ming Xiuyu, you are willing to admit defeat. Today's firewood will be handed over to you."

"Okay." The two who were pointed out sighed, and went back to the mountain with a machete and a basket.

The hill where Xuan Hongzong is located is called Fanjing Peak, which gathers the essence of heaven, earth, sun, and moon. The trees on the back of the mountain are so lush that even in the daytime, there is not much light in the forest.The mountain road is very rugged, and the roots of many old trees have spread to the center of the trail. If you don't pay attention, you will be stumbled and chewed on the mud, but the two firewood-chopping disciples, one tall and one short, walked as if the wind was blowing under their feet. fast.

The taller one is Cassia Ming, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with a thin body, but his face has a little baby fat because of his childishness.His eyebrows are slender, and his eyes are not small, but they are always half-opened in a hazy way. Although he is wearing a coarse white jacket, he still has an air of ecstasy.

The short one is Xiu Yu, about seven or eight years old, or maybe she is thin and small, but she is actually a little bigger.No matter how fat or thin a child under ten years old is, his face, neck, and hands should always be chubby and chubby, but this Xiu Yu has sharp edges and corners, and the lines of the brow bone and jaw seem to be cut by a knife.His eyes are big, his eyelashes are thick and long, his brows are like swords, and his lips are red like blood. These are not common in children, making him look a bit too mature, but he is also really unforgettable and handsome, making people unforgettable.

The two walked for a while, and Jue Ming touched the branches above his head and got his hands wet with dew: "It's too humid, it can't burn at all."

"No way, it's been raining for the past few days," Xiu Yu said, "Go back and let it hang out for a few more days." He took out the machete, aimed at a low branch and chopped it, and swung the rusty knife wildly. Hu Shengfeng.It’s really strange to say that the hatchet knife is a few inches longer than Xiu Yu’s arm, but he uses it effortlessly, and he cut off the branch with a thick wrist in a few strokes. It seems that the old saying is accurate—— Do not judge by appearance.

The two of them chopped wood for a long time, sweating all over, and Caesar felt that his back was wet and sticky, and it was almost muddy.

Jueming looked at the results in the back basket, and wiped off the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve: "Brother Xiuyu, I think these are enough to burn. I'm sweating all over, let's go for a swim in the front mountain?"

It was completely inexplicable for him to call a kid who was obviously younger than him, but Xiu Yu didn't have any objection to this address, not even the slightest surprise.

Xiu Yu was also sweating from exhaustion, panting for breath while shaking his head: "No, you'll never finish swimming, and you won't sneeze if you don't sneeze. It's easy to catch a cold when it's cold now."

Caesar pursed his lips: "Just swim for a while, I promise I will come out before I sneeze."

Xiu Yu raised his eyebrows.

"Really, I will do what I say! It's not too cold now, and I won't be able to swim in two days." Jue Ming blinked.

"... Let's do it." Xiu Yu was moved by the persuasion, after all, he really wanted to go to Youyou.

The Nawang Spring in Qianshan Mountain is the most beautiful place on Fanjing Peak.There are many fish in the spring, and some active spring eyes appear and disappear like hide-and-seek. Sometimes when people are swimming, they will suddenly be swept by a rapid current and turn into a water spinning top.

In the mountain spring, Xiu Yu plunged into the water and opened his eyes underwater.

A spring emerges from the bottom of the water. The water flow is very turbulent. It is like a cool wind rushing to the face. The water flow is also mixed with the air flowing from the inside of the mountain, forming clusters of white bubbles, like blooming dandelions.Among the flying air bubbles, a small fish flashed past, with a faint fluorescent light shining all over its body, Xiu Yu's eyes lit up when he saw the fish.

This kind of luminous fish swims out of a heart lake inside the mountain along the spring, and the disciples of Xuanhongzong named it Lingyu.Lingyu steamed, stewed and fried are all delicious, and they are undoubtedly the game of Fanjing Peak.

With a swipe of both hands, Xiu Yu jumped out more than one meter underwater in an instant, and went straight to the little fish.He put his hand in front of his chest, and then stabbed out like a sword, following a straight trajectory, avoiding the resistance of the water flow, with a hook of his finger, he found a smooth and soft object.

He hastily clamped his fingers and swung towards the water: "Spirit fish, I caught the spirit fish!"

Jueming turned around when he heard the sound, saw the thing between his fingers, and immediately laughed out loud: "It's really a big spirit fish, longer than aquatic plants."

Xiu Yu wiped off the drops of water from her eyelashes, and opened her eyes to see what spirit fish was in her hand, it was clearly a green aquatic plant.He shrugged, threw the grass away, and dived to fight again...

In Xuan Hongzong's front yard, the little disciples playing dice had finished five rounds and were about to start the sixth round when someone suddenly knocked the chubby disciple hard on the head.

"Oh!" The chubby disciple jumped up in shock, "Who are you doing it!" Looking back, it was the master who was furious.

"Little bastards! Gathered people to play dice, have you done your morning exercise! Morning exercise! Morning exercise! Morning exercise!" Master roared angrily. Every time he yelled "Morning exercise", he knocked on the head of a little disciple, making them squeak: " Get the hell out of here and go back to the Martial Arts Arena! Hurry up! Look at you Senior Brother Liang! Look at yourselves! Every day you will know..."

"Which one is the suzerain of Xuanhongzong?" A deep and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, the volume was not loud, but it easily overwhelmed the master's roar.

Master turned his head and saw two masked men standing at the gate, both dressed in black robes and covered with a black veil cloak trimmed with silver silk. The hem of the clothes fluttered in the wind, like two big bats.

"I am. Who are you?" Master asked with a frown, wondering how these two people came in so quietly, and he didn't notice it at all.

"Is the "Wisdom Eye Sutra" in your hand? Hand it over." The masked man asked.

"The Wisdom Eye Sutra? That is the treasure of our Xuanhongzong!" The master said displeased, his long beard was blown up and down: "Fuck you! Don't try to snatch it!"

"Hand over it."

"Did you not understand what I said? I said fuck it! No one should think about it..." Before the master finished speaking, the man in black raised his knife and cut his throat instantly.

A streak of blood, a muffled sob, two bloodshot eyes that almost burst out of their sockets...

Master fell down.

"what!!!!!"

Shrieks of terror erupted from Xuanhongzong...

Next to the spring in Qianshan, Xiu Yu and Caesar Ming, who were tired from playing, were lying on a big rock to dry themselves.Xiu Yu smoothed her wet hair, picked up an amber pendant hanging on her chest, and looked carefully through the sunlight shining through the leaves.

It was an oval-shaped amber with a black scorpion sealed in the center and a simple pattern branded on its back, which seemed to be a totem.

Jueming glanced at him: "Will you see it again?"

Xiu Yu: "Well, look."

Jue Ming frowned: "Aren't you... Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Xiuyu."

Xiu Yu smiled: "How many times have I said that I don't need to apologize, and it's not all for you. I didn't deal with her at first, so I simply didn't go back. Besides, Xuan Hongzong is really good, as long as you are happy. Not all the same."

"But you were supposed to be the patriarch... Next year, you should break out of the cocoon. How do you plan to explain it to Master and the others?" Jue Ming asked.

"Let's tell the truth," Xiu Yu said, "I'm not a secret, it's okay for people to know, but you, please keep your matter hidden, so that people don't know."

"Ah."

The sun was setting, and the shadow was spread on the stone. It was time, and the two of them had dried up. They carried firewood and machetes and went back to Xuanhongzong.

"Huh? Where are they?" There was no one in Xuan Hongzong's front yard or in the martial arts arena, Jue Ming was quite surprised: "It's not like the master is up, and they are arrested and punished for copying books?"

"Go to Master's room to see if he's up," Xiu Yu said, "I'll send the firewood to the kitchen."

"Oh, good." Jue Ming went to the master's small courtyard.

Xiu Yu carried the basket to the kitchen, and spread the wet firewood to dry.At some point in the sunny sky just now, a grayish-white cloud floated in, and the air was quite oppressive.A swallow flitted close to the ground and uttered a high-pitched song.

At the same time Yanzi opened his mouth, a painful scream came from the master's yard.Xiu Yu trembled, the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.

That was Cassia's voice.

Xiu Yu sprinted towards Master's small courtyard, her fingertips were cold and her heart was beating like a drum.

Master's small courtyard seems to be the same as before: fences, stone tables, thatched huts, and morning glories behind the house, but ferocious blood splattered everywhere, as if the entire courtyard was dyed red.In the morning glory bushes something was burning, a blackened, twisted mass, and the air smelled horrible of roasted meat.Xiu Yu's whole body trembled like a shudder, he didn't need to check, he already knew what was burning in the fire - who it was.

The window of the thatched house was half-closed, a figure in white clothes flashed by, Xiu Yu asked in surprise: "Casia?"

He rushed into the door and looked at the scene in the house in astonishment: Jueming was tied with ropes, a hideous wound was cut on his chest, his mouth was gagged with a black cloth, and he was struggling desperately, his eyes that could never be opened. Squinting eyes opened wide for the first time.

In the shadow behind the door, a hand stretched out, grabbed Xiu Yu's slender neck, and squeezed it hard - the child's body fell down like a reed.

The person in the shadow caught Xiu Yu, his movements were silent, like a ghost.It was one of the two masked men.

Caesar whimpered and was knocked unconscious by another masked man.Although the man was short in stature, he carried him on his shoulders effortlessly: "The family has been wiped out, so why keep these two?"

"Give the small one to the leader. Didn't he ask us to catch a beautiful child for him before? I think this one is pretty enough. The big one looks good too, so you can keep it and sell it for money. Have you cleaned it up?"

"Well, it's all thrown into the fire. Have you found the "Huiyan Jing"?"

"I found it, on a disciple. 'Xuan Hongzong caught fire accidentally, and all the disciples died', let's spread the news."

The masked man poured strong wine on Xuan Hongzong's firewood and thatch stacks, lit them all up, and then carried Xiu Yu and Cassia down the mountain.

In the blazing fire, there are Xuan Hongzong's unreliable master, senior brother Liang who is diligent and hardworking, young disciples who are lazy and slippery, and the deaf old man who cooks on the fire.The flames wrapped around their bodies like a poisonous vine, and everything they passed was reduced to ashes.

A few hours later, the autumn rain came and lasted for three days, extinguishing the raging fire on Fanjing Peak.

The water level of the mountain spring in Qianshan rose and overflowed to the foot of the big stone.

Xuan Hongzong of the idle clouds and wild cranes disappeared, leaving only a piece of scorched earth.