Of course, if the old ancestor came to ask him if he could give him some strength, he would definitely agree.But just because he foresees that he will agree, the receiving party does not automatically ignore the steps of the inquiry.Ming Xia glanced at the river beach next to him.Look, his body is still paralyzed there, and it's obvious that this kind of thing has an impact on his physical health.This old ancestor's attitude towards his descendants does not seem to have any flesh and blood affection.Or are people's sentiments so noble that they can't see personal gains and losses, but can only see the big things of life and death?
Well, it's not impossible to think so.It's just that as the person who was ignored, Ming Xia still had a little dissatisfaction with his ancestor, and he was not so subtle and wary of being able to put it on the table.With their own uh, manpower?
Pouring into the body of the white crane, Ming Xia felt that his consciousness had also been partially separated, and in the next second, a surging killing intent rolled back along the strange connection between them.Mingxia had palpitations for a while, and there was an illusion that all the internal organs had been hit hard by this fighting spirit.The white crane has spread its wings and is flying into the air, and every cell in its body seems to be burning.Mingxia flew with it, sliding down the air currents together, burrowing between the terrifying body of the water dragon, and then seizing every opportunity to leave wounds on its body.Seeing the hard scale armor of the water fly being pecked open, the skin and flesh rolled up, and the blood splashed, there was even a hearty feeling in Ming Xia.This kind of life-and-death struggle was something he had never experienced before.His heart was full of pride, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling.Under the dense attack of the white crane, the body of the water fly became smaller and smaller.At first it fought back furiously, but as time passed, it began to hesitate and began to look for an opportunity to escape.Mingxia heard a chirp from a white crane.The long cry was filled with unflinching firmness and unwavering faith in victory.Ming Xia doesn't remember how long the battle lasted, it seemed like a long time.All he remembered was that the water fly finally rolled down the slope and slid into a mess of bushes, not moving.Then the white crane paced leisurely, raised one of its paws and pressed down on the water fly's body, and then began to peck at its body one bite at a time.At the end, it was a bead pecked out of the water fly seven inches.The white beads the size of a dragon's eye are surrounded by a faint brilliance, as if there is a liquid flowing lightly.The white crane stared at it for a long time, then picked it up and swallowed it in one gulp.Mingxia was stimulated by the feeling of a hard object stuffed in his throat.He was about to vomit when he suddenly heard the voices of two men talking.Ming Xia suddenly reacted, he seemed to have been unbound from the white crane, the white crane disappeared, and he was lying on the bed of the sixth group of medical departments wrapped in bandages.As for how he came back, he was completely unimpressed.The memory returned, and the pain also woke up.Mingxia wanted to move but couldn't move, and couldn't help but hum uncomfortably.A large hand touched his forehead soothingly, and there seemed to be a faint scent of ink between the sleeves.Grandfather.Mingxia's lips moved, but he wasn't sure if he had shouted.After a long silence, the other man hesitated to speak, how can Xiao Xia be Ming Xia's second uncle.To be honest, he was able to come to the hospital to visit him, and Ming Xia was still a little surprised.He didn't think the second uncle liked him much.The injury was not serious, Grandpa Ming sighed, at least there was no fatal injury.It's just that this one on the neck looks a little scary.Fortunately, he escaped quickly, and he didn't hurt the neck bone is strangulation marks, and the tongue cartilage was slightly displaced, and if the thing that strangled him was a little stronger, or a little longer, he wouldn't be able to come back.The second uncle did not speak, but his breathing became rapid.Grandpa Ming said again: The reason why I brought you here is to let you see what kind of price you will pay if you get some things.The second uncle whispered in surprise, Dad?!
The three brothers of your generation belong to you with a lot of eyes, Grandpa Ming sighed again, I guess, you know the secrets of the family at a very young age, right?
The second uncle hesitated for a moment and said softly: The summer after I finished the college entrance examination, you and my mother took us back to our hometown to worship our ancestors, and when you and your grandfather and uncle kept vigil at night, I was outside the window.Grandpa Ming seemed to be stuck in a memory, and after a while, he whispered: I don't even remember what I said at that time?
The second uncle replied: The Ming family has not had two generations of children who have been selected by Jiuxiao, I am afraid that it will appear in our generation.also said that with the power of the Nine Heavens, can you subdue the demon so red-eyed?
Grandpa Ming sighed, after all these years, you have never figured it out?
You just want to eat a bun, and you have to pay two yuan, what price do you have to pay to get such a big opportunity?
The second uncle was silent.Subduing demons, subduing demons, Grandpa Ming sighed again, the power of subduing demons, of course, must be used to subdue demons.But what is a demon?
Well?
All of them are old things that have lived for hundreds or thousands of years, and can you easily descend?
The second uncle continued to be silent.How did you find out about Xiao Xia's matter?
Second uncle's luck, difficult to speak, he fainted when he was nine years old, and I happened to be present.I saw runes and the shadow of the crane that suddenly appeared on him, and then disappeared.Grandpa Ming, so you have a grudge against the child?
I eavesdropped on you at the beginning, and I knew what the symptoms would be when the opportunity appeared, and the second uncle couldn't say it anymore, and you still guessed that the opportunity would fall on me, and Grandpa Ming was so angry that he couldn't speak.A few of their old brothers met and chatted casually, where did they call the shots left by their ancestors?
His stupid son decided that it was his nephew who took away the opportunity that should have belonged to him because of these few small talks?!
Second Bo Nene, Dad, I know it's wrong, don't be angry.You don't know!
Grandpa Ming accentuated his tone, since you are eavesdropping, why don't you listen to all the words?
You only know that this is the fate of the Ming family.Hmph, in my opinion, it's a catastrophe!
Not a good thing at all!
The second uncle was surprised, Dad?!
Do you know why this thing is so powerful?
Grandpa Ming was slightly panting, and that was because it was a part of the soul of the old ancestor.It will wake up at the right time by itself, and the host can use this ability and be protected by it, but it also draws energy from the host, and what we are most worried about is what will happen to Xiao Xia as the host if it absorbs too much energy?
Have you thought about any of this?
The second uncle stood for a while, groped his way and sat down on the other side of the bed.Where will pie fall from the sky, think for yourself.Grandpa Ming sighed again, and changed it to you for these things he encountered, are you really willing to do it?
The host chosen by the ancestor needs to improve his ability in constant battles, so the chosen person will inevitably be in constant trouble, have you ever thought about this?
The second uncle's voice was filled with fear, Dad, what are you talking about, there is no record of the old mansion, it is all our private speculation.Grandpa Ming touched Ming Xia's head a little tiredly, but there was no record, which was not normal in itself.Because there are records in the genealogy, there are at least six or seven ancestors who have met chances, and such an important event has not been recorded to warn future generations, and no one who wants to leave a record is not possible?
So what to do?
The second uncle was said by Grandpa Ming's words that the six gods have no owner, will Xiao Xia be in danger?
Danger is indispensable.Grandpa Ming sorted out the sheets for Ming Xia, with a worried look on his face, when I knew about him, I couldn't sleep for a few nights when I was worried, I used to think that his work was quite stable, maybe he wouldn't encounter any danger.But now it seems that the second uncle asked worriedly: Don't ask about his injuries, it's your blessing to know less.Grandpa Ming thought for a moment and said to the second uncle: No, I have to go back to my hometown again.You book me a ticket.The second uncle is a little helpless, Dad, why do you still say that once it comes out, it's a cold day, and Xiao Xia is still living in the hospital.It was because he was hospitalized that I had to go back and look for it.Grandpa Ming's voice was a little anxious, otherwise one by one, when would it be a head.I came back with an injury last time, how long has it been?
The second uncle was stunned for a moment, last time?
Grandpa Ming brought him here for a purpose, and he didn't explain it at the moment, he reached out to untie Ming Xia's hospital gown, and let him see the wound left by Luo Luo on Ming Xia's shoulder.As soon as the collar was untied, the few strangulation marks on Ming Xia's neck became more and more shocking, and the second uncle swept it at a glance, and he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.Dad, the second uncle's voice is weak, I know it's wrong.Grandpa Ming didn't say anything more, but just buttoned Ming Xia's collar very carefully.Ming Xia listened to the secret history of the family for a long time in a daze, and at first he thought it was his own dream, but only later did he realize that his grandfather was teaching on the spot, and he was here to save his second uncle.There's nothing wrong with that.Mingxia thought to himself, if he could really figure it out, he would be able to collect a few fewer blank eyes during the New Year and festivals in the future.Also, what kind of family is their old Ming family, why does it sound like it's very secret?
This little thing about him, it sounds like the older generation knows?!
And, how does it sound like it's a little unlucky?
Ming Xia thought to herself, there can't really be any shady inside story hidden here, right?
Worshipping the ancestors requires the Ming family to hand over a few sacrifices from time to time, and Ming Xia hurriedly interrupted his thoughts.It's also disgusting.He thought it must not be true.Mingxia thought about it, and unconsciously fell asleep again.In the dream, he saw a young man in a white shirt on the grass beach again, and Ming Xia remembered that his name was Bai Zhen.This time, he stood on an empty and desolate hillside, swinging a long silver whip with great seriousness, doing the same exercises over and over again.In the distance, a waterfall cascaded down like a white practice, splashing mist on the rocks.Above the mist, a line of birds flapped their wings and flew slowly.Ming Xia looked at him from afar, and felt that the young man with shining eyes in his memory had unconsciously changed a lot.He seemed to have grown taller and stronger, and the lively expression that had once appeared on his face was gone, replaced by a more determined and more forbearant one.He seems to have grown up.Something sped right at his feet.Ming Xia looked down and saw a pair of slender bird legs, and a beautiful white crane reflected on the water.Ming Xia tilted his head, and the cranes in the water also tilted their heads, and their round eyes revealed a curious look.He realized that he seemed to be the crane in his dream again.But this time, even the crane has grown up a lot, with a slender and graceful body, fluffy and white feathers, and its body size is close to that of an adult crane.Ming Xia tentatively paced two steps in the water.The small river flows from a waterfall in the distance, the current is not rapid, and the river is covered with shaggy reeds.This scenery is a bit like the place where I first dreamed of cranes.Someone shouted in the distance: Jiuxiao!
When he opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and the warm and bright light passed through the glass window, dyeing the sheets in the ward a light orange.The scenery in his dream vanished, but there were still lingering sounds in his ears.It was the voice of a man who seemed to be familiar, what he said was, Jiuxiao, this time I went on an expedition, I probably won't be able to come back.Chapter 69 Do you want to promise Tu Qing asked him carefully, can he quit and wake up from the dream, Ming Xia was stunned for a long time.He knew that the crane in the dream was the ancestor of the Ming family, Jiuxiao, and the man it followed, Bai Zhen, seemed to have a somewhat complicated origin.Since the first time he dreamed of Jiuxiao, he also checked some information.Some people say that Bai Ji is one of the four protectors around Nuwa, and is known as the four divine beasts along with Bai Ze, Qilin, and beetle snake.In the end, he followed Nuwa and made up for the sky with his body.There are also articles that say that Bai Zhen is a female, and he and the beetle snake are a couple.Legend has it that during the chaos of the Three Realms, they assisted Nuwa in subduing the troubled Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu and Vermilion Bird, and finally became gods.But the Bai Zhen he saw in Ming Xia was not the image of a woman, which did not match all the information he found.So the whimsical words in the back, Ming Xia will have no interest in continuing to read.It has been two days since he completely woke up from his coma, and Grandpa Ming has already left for his hometown, maybe when he returns, he will bring back some information about the history of the Ming family.The ancestors of the Ming family lived in a small place called Mingjiatun near the Zhalong Wetland.It is said that the place is very remote and the traffic is not very convenient.Mingxia once heard his father talk about going back to his hometown to worship his ancestors, but in their generation, only the eldest son of the uncle's family went back with the old people.Mingxia thought to himself, why didn't he think of this layer before, Zhalong Wetland, which is a national nature reserve and the hometown of China's famous red-crowned crane.Could it be that there are other crane demons living there?
Or, the entire Mingjiatun is actually the descendant of monsters?
Ming Xia shuddered for a moment, feeling that his brain hole was simply scared to death.Ming Xia is still recuperating from his injuries, and he spends most of the day sleeping.In fact, the skin injuries on his body were almost healed, and Hu Lao did not allow him to be discharged from the hospital, mainly because of internal injuries.The collision with the water fly, although it hit the protective cover, but it was the body of the water fly, and even if only a small part of the huge impact was transferred to Ming Xia, it was enough for him to drink a pot.In Hu Lao's original words: If it weren't for the ancestral protective shield of the Ming family, Ming Xia would have been shattered into slag from head to toe.The food in the inpatient department of the sixth group is still very particular.Not only is it a combination of meat and vegetables, but also there is a tonic soup for every meal, sometimes it is fish soup, sometimes it is chicken soup, and various medicinal herbs are added.Mingxia discussed with the little nurse with a bitter face, can you not drink it?
No.The little nurse blushed and persuaded him, you have suffered internal injuries, and you must make up for them.Raise your forehead next summer, and you can't make up for it according to the standard of confinement.Isn't this white soup really milked?
Sister?
The little nurse held back a smile and helped him serve the soup, no.I promise.Ming Xia wanted to say that your guarantee has no credibility at all, so I heard someone laughing outside the door, and a crisp voice was still there to ask a very studious question, is it the efficacy of the formula?
Or did you get some divine grass?
Can you really milk next summer?
Ming Xia is annoyed and angry, sister nurse, can you order food for dinner?
I want to drink starling soup!
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Or fox soup is fine!
Qingqiu, the little nurse couldn't laugh well, and told the visitors about the visiting time and hurried out.If she didn't leave, she felt like her stomach was going to cramp with laughter.Why are you still angry?
Qingqiu shrank on Nan Jiang's shoulder and looked in, muttering to Nan Jiang, didn't he say that he wanted to stare at it in the next summer, you try to mention that word again.