Chapter 162 Brothers in Disgrace
“The last time something came in, it seemed to be a fish demon?” The little mouse tried hard to remember, “I found this thing wrapped around her body, like a magic weapon, so I pulled off a piece of it. "
"Feng Huanyi?" Li Chuan asked.
The little mouse said: "I don't know her name." He hated iron, "Li Chuan, why do you always go to dangerous places and get into trouble with difficult characters?"
Li Chuan argued unconvinced: "I don't know either. How do I know that Xuantai's aura is so dangerous? It's just a conference for new monks from various sects to exchange and compete, and there are many elders protecting them. How can there be such a thing? What danger? ”
As he spoke, he remembered his previous inference and said in a deep voice: "The great catastrophe is coming. Do you have any plans?"
The thirty thousand year old mouse looked at Li Chuan in confusion, half-heartedly. He jumped up and his voice became shrill, "Do you want to take the initiative to deal with the disaster?"
"Then do you have any way to avoid the disaster?" Li Chuan humbly asked for advice.
He has always felt that the great catastrophe is far away from him. If the sky falls, it will be blocked by immortals, monks, emperors and senior officials, and it will not be his turn as a small outsider to worry about it.
But things are not going right now. There are white ghosts in the abyss of the heart, and there is also a very fierce leader of the white ghosts. He has been working hard for tens of thousands of years, just wanting to live in the world.
And he may be the only person currently who can distinguish ghosts and turn them into humans again.
Shouldn’t this be wanted to death by the White Walkers?
The little mouse gave the method and said: "Let's find a secret ruin that is unknown to the public and wait until the catastrophe is over, then come out."
"Generally, a catastrophe requires How long will it take to finish?" Li Chuan asked.
“It could take anywhere from a few decades to a hundred years or a thousand years.” The little mouse answered.
Li Chuan said: "Let's not talk about whether we can find such secret ruins. It is impossible for me to hide in one place all my life to replenish magic weapons." Suffocated.
"Why not?" The little mouse didn't understand.
"You have been hiding in Tiansu's bottle for thirty thousand years, right?" Li Chuan asked him.
“Listen, I’ve been listening for thirty thousand years.” The little mouse corrected Li Chuan.
"I remember you also said that Huan Shuo came out of the world and disappeared, and the three thousand worlds returned to the abyss of the heart." Li Chuan repeated what the little mouse said, "The world you live in may have dissipated in the catastrophe. Do it now The emperor's is Su Chenxiang, not Suhan. King Heijiao is also dead. This catastrophe may come early. You were under Tiansu in the last life and you didn't escape it. In the next life, you will be here. Being tied to me, a mortal, do you think you can escape by hiding from the world?"
He seemed to be persuading the little mouse, but also seemed to be persuading himself.
After waking up this time, the feeling of being floating all the time dissipated a lot, and instead there was a real sense of urgency.
First we must squeeze out everything the little mouse knows.
After Li Chuan saw the change in the little mouse's eyes, he said: "You want to live until the end of the catastrophe, and I also want to live a good life. So don't hide it all the time, and don't read it." We, brothers and sisters, have to think carefully about how to survive this catastrophe.”
The little mouse was moved, "What do you think we should do?"
"Tell me first, what happened in your last life, at this time, and before and after the great tribulation." Li Chuan asked.
The little mouse turned his head and seemed to be thinking. After a while, he began to roll around on the desk. Finally, he held his head with his two paws and said painfully: "Li Chuan, you are very right. It makes sense, but I really can't remember what happened..."
"What did you mean by the Black Horned Emperor you shouted before?" Li Chuan asked.
"After he accepted many demon cultivators as his subordinates, he established himself as the demon king and fought against the Jiang Dynasty." The little mouse answered.
"What does "The First Book" mean?" "The Classic of Patterns is the first book born between heaven and earth after the creation of the world. It records the origin of all things and the scene at the beginning of the world."
"In addition to copying magic weapons, do you have other abilities?"
"No more."
"Before...the white ghost you fought with in my sea of consciousness , whose cultivation level is higher than hers?" Li Chuan continued to ask.
"She." The little mouse was honest.
“Didn’t you fight back and forth? You also said that with you guarding the sea of consciousness, no one can get in.”
“I am imprisoned in your sea of consciousness, So I was able to steal some of the power that imprisoned me, so I could..." As he spoke, the little mouse lowered his voice and glanced at Li Chuan from time to time.
"Don't you have thirty thousand years of cultivation? You slept under the Tiansu Seat for thirty thousand years. What about before that? Where did you practice before?" Li Chuan's voice was deafening.
The little mouse covered his ears, "We, the Heavenly Rat clan, are naturally good at hiding and escaping, so the way we practice is to hide and escape..."
Li Chuan sighed.
The first time a squeaking sound came to his mind was after refilling the pot.
It is probably related to "The Classic of Patterns".
Li Chuan asked the little mouse some more questions and found that his memory was very confusing. Only questions with clear keywords could he answer clearly.
Seeing his expression getting sleepier, Li Chuan let him go to sleep.
Somewhat gained. Since he is willing to cooperate, just ask if anything happens in the future.
Thinking about it, Li Chuan stood up, stretched his shoulders, and walked to the backyard. As soon as he opened the door, he met Pang San's eyes. He was obviously sober.
So Li Chuan said: "Third brother, go and fetch some water. I can burn the minced meat and bones and eat together in the evening."
The third brother nodded and went to fetch water. . Later when he comes back. Gong Er and Si Gou also woke up one after another.
Li Chuan lit the fire and chatted with them. After stewing the bones, he let them look at the pot and went to the field to pick some vegetables. Old man Lin saw him and came over to say a few words, and then Li Chuan went to his yard to pick a few loofahs.
The day passed like this.
After two or three days of this, Li Chuan felt that his health was much better and he could walk a few more steps, so he resumed fishing activities.
On this day, when he was carrying a basket of fish and shrimp home, he saw a person standing in front of his house. When he took a closer look, it was Tong Luo.
Li Chuan happily walked forward a few steps and said, "Brother Tong, you are finally back!"
He looked at Tong Luo and found that his face was a little more weathered and his figure was A little stronger.
Tong Luo was also very happy to see Li Chuan and said, "I heard you were back, so I came over to take a look."
Li Chuan said, "Go in and talk. I happened to catch a lot of fish today. I’ll make fish soup later.”
He put the fish basket in the kitchen, and then talked to Tong Luo in the house. He asked, “Where do you live now?”
< br>Tong Luo said: "I am temporarily living in an empty thatched house outside the village." He saw Li Chuan's expression and explained: "When I came back, many people invited me to stay in their homes. Then I was still injured at that time, so I stayed at Granny Liu's house. After the injury healed, my second mother agreed to our matter, and I wanted to rent a house. I just thought that there would be people living in it for the time being. It will take three months before we move. And I often go out hunting, so I will live there for now.”
(End of this chapter)