Raising the Demon

Chapter 198
Thousands of miles away to the west, a painted boat floats on the surface of a mirror-like lake, and two huge koi are playing and playing around the boat.

The sun was still floating on the water, and it seemed that it was going to struggle for a while before it went out in the lake, and the flowing blood stained half of the lake.

The setting sun is like blood.

On the painting boat, Zi Baifeng, who was lying lazily, sat up from the bow.

Two koi leaned out of the water, their bodies were far more slender than ordinary koi, they didn't look like carps, they seemed to be about to transform into dragons.

These two koi have also been promoted to the fourth level of mind opening at this time. When their minds are first opened, they act more like humans, possessing human intelligence and human thinking.

Suddenly, one of the koi turned into a girl in a red dress, twisting her flexible waist, walked up to Zi Baifeng, and helped Zi Baifeng pick up the books and pens scattered on the bow.

Zi Baifeng's pen, ink, paper and inkstone have been left to Yan Xiaolei. Yan Xiaolei has a heavy business, so he can't really tire the children out.

The current Zi Baifeng really has nothing to do, and suddenly the laziness of his body has occurred. He is lying or lying on his stomach every day. After a few days, his belly is about to grow out. When he takes a bath at night, His belly is a piece of fat, and Zi Baifeng, who is not good at swimming, finally brought his own life buoy.

It's just that the idle life seems to be coming to an end here.

One koi boarded the boat, but the other koi took the cable and swam vigorously. The boat drew a white line in the water, like a sharp knife cutting into the cream, and the broken The setting sun cut into fine golden red.

Zi Baifeng stood at the bow of the boat and looked forward. On the east side of the big lake stood Uncle Qingshi. Uncle Qingshi was several times bigger and stuck in a depression by the lake, filling up the small valley. full den den.

Arriving at the side of the bluestone and going up the stone steps, Zi Wu's family has already prepared dinner, and the porridge and vegetables are fragrant and mouth-watering.

Little Shitou hugged a water basin, pouted his buttocks, and fell asleep lying there in an extremely difficult position. He probably played around with Xiaoyuball all afternoon, and he was also tired now.

Zijian was leaning on his upper body, splitting wood with an axe, and chiseling the four little guys with the ax saw, sitting or standing, watching from the sidelines, seeming to find it interesting no matter how they looked at it, and the sound of crackling was crisp and melodious. There is a rhythm, which makes the surroundings more quiet.

"Let's eat." Zi Wu came out of the kitchen and greeted with a smile.

"Eat!" Zijian dropped the ax in his hand, and the small ax rushed up, grabbed it, waved it, and started chopping randomly. The four little guys didn't know what was interesting, and they squeaked and laughed. stop.

The green snake swam down from the tree, the white fox poked its head out from behind the house, and the two puppies on the mountain and hill turned their heads against the setting sun.

A family of four, plus many little demons, is still warm and warm even thousands of miles away.

Zi Baifeng turned his head, behind the bluestone, the towering mountain, cast a heavy shadow on the endless desert of death, the long yellow sand seemed to be frozen, the earth was dead.

Among the sand grains, there are houses and streets that have not been completely deserted, as if someone has used an edge blur filter, showing a strange sense of erosion.

Just a year ago, the town was still inhabited, but now it has been completely swallowed up by the desert.

And the high mountains and the huge lake on the top of the mountain towering on the edge of the death desert are the last line of defense before the death desert.

Like Rat Mountain.

This is the other side of the Death Desert, within the territory of Zhuan'er Kingdom, and thousands of miles to the west from here is the capital of Zhuan'er Kingdom, Xijing.

"Father, let's go to Xijing after dinner." Zi Baifeng said after eating two mouthfuls of rice.

"Let's go now?" Zijian was stunned for a moment. Although this place is deserted, it is quiet and peaceful, and the days without worrying about it make people feel so comfortable.

I really want to continue living so leisurely here.

But Zijian is Zijian after all, Zijian with a strong character, he nodded and said: "Then we will pack things later."

Although this place is good, it is not his hometown. When he saw the small town covered under the yellow sand, Zijian thought of Xiayan Village at the foot of Niaoshu Mountain.

If they don't do anything, one day, Xiayan Village will be swallowed by such a long yellow sand.

At that time, if you want to do anything again, it may be too late.

After dinner, I packed up my belongings, and a few people went to the lake.

After following Zi Baifeng for so long, even a small thing like an ax, saw, and planer can become a monster, not to mention Huafang, but Huafang is like a bluestone, taciturn on weekdays, just watching silently, almost never showing the side of being a monster.

Zi Baifeng boarded the boat first and put down all his poems and books.

Xiao Shitou also jumped onto the boat with a bunch of his own toys in his arms. Just as his toes touched the boat, there was a wave of ripples. The tail of the boat swelled up, and then it swelled up with a snap.

Dashan Xiaoshan followed closely behind wagging his tail, making two slaps, and two kennels protruded from the stern of the boat.

Xiaoqing disappeared when she swam into the boat. She didn't know where she hid. The white fox didn't go with Zibaifeng.

Zijian was carrying a wooden barrel, which contained small sleeping fish balls, and the four brothers, the ax, saw, planer, and chisel, carried other carpentry tools, and Zi Wu walked last, followed by Ta Xue, who had a quilt on his back. etc.

After getting off the bluestone, he handed all the things in his hands to the boat, and Zi Wu turned his head again, looking in the direction of the bluestone.

A round of bright moon hangs high above the bluestone, reflecting the warm cabin on the bluestone like a dream, when the night wind blows, Zi Wu suddenly feels a little cold, Zijian reaches out and holds his hand.

"I'll be back." Zijian whispered, Ziwu nodded, and the two boarded the boat together, and Taxue shook his head and followed.

At this moment, the painting boat has completely turned into a two-story upper and lower floors. Treading snow turned into a human teenager and ran up and down to carry things. Two koi carp incarnations of boys and girls lay on the bow of the boat, looking at Zi Baifeng.

Zi Baifeng stood at the bow of the boat and looked up.

Full moon, night sky, bluestone shadow.

Zibaifeng chanted loudly: "I want to fly across the mirror lake and moon overnight because of my dream of Wuyue."

The aura of the Raising Demon Art escaped from his side, enveloping the boat and the two koi carp, the sound of rushing water was heard, and the boat left the water and floated.

The cloud pattern under the painting boat is like a real cloud, escaping out and wrapping the bottom of the painting boat.

The two koi were fluttering like dragons in the cloud, feeling very comfortable.

Zi Baifeng has read all the classics of Niaoshuguan, but he used the magic of Niaoshuguan to make a cloud car on his own cloud boat. Although the cloud boat is huge, it is still as light as nothing.

Of course, such a huge painting boat consumes too much spiritual energy, but flying across Jinghu Lake couldn't be easier.

The painting boat seems to be flying up along the invisible Tianhe River, and two koi fish are pulling the cloud boat and flying away.

The white fox stayed under the bluestone, looked up, the cloud boat passed the full moon, leaving an afterimage, and then threw it to the bottom of the mountain.

The cheers of Little Stone were vaguely heard.

Then the white fox suddenly turned into Fengyun and drifted away.

Then, there was a rumbling sound, and the bluestone grew a fish tail, and it slammed against the lake, like a fish jumping over a dragon's gate, it jumped up suddenly, and then flew straight to the sky.

For thousands of miles, they could see the shooting star flying against the sky, but when they looked up at the shooting star, they didn't find that a cloud boat fell into the water without stirring up a wave.

Tushui traveled all the way west until it reached the mouth of the sea, and there was a big city called Xijing on the way.

Xijing is the largest city in the west, the capital of Zhuaner Kingdom, and also the center of politics, economy and culture.

This is a city without walls, because no wall can contain its huge body. In the center of the city is a huge inner city with eight gates. The city walls and eight avenues extending in eight directions divide the entire The city is divided into nine blocks, just like the nine palaces and gossip, regular and beautiful.

The people who built the city and planned the city at the beginning had excellent vision and foresight. The flat and solid ground around them ensured that no matter how it develops, there will be enough ground. The four huge arch bridges spanning the water are like heaven. The giant spirit came down to build it himself, and the supernatural workmanship is not enough to describe.

Between the four arch bridges is the busy Tushui wharf, with different water depths and different locations to meet different needs. For example, the second bridge, the wharf near Gendui Bridge, is the center of passenger transportation.

A two-story passenger ship went down the river, and when it arrived here, it sailed into the harbor. Luo Qianshan stood at the bow, looking eagerly at the bustling scene in front of him.

This kind of prosperous scene is unimaginable in such a small place as Mengcheng.

There seemed to be more people coming and going on the pier than the entire city of Mengcheng.

"General Luo, we're here." The middle-aged man standing behind him showed a rare smile, "My lord should have been waiting, let's go this way."

"Okay!" Before the boat came to a complete stop, or even before the boatman laid the wooden planks for the guests, Luo Qianshan jumped down in one stride, then turned around and waved: "Quick, quick! Come down!"

Even the middle-aged man, who had always been taciturn, showed a rare smile at this time. He walked all the way, sometimes going down the river, sometimes galloping on horseback, sometimes walking in a car, driving day and night, without sleep, even so, arriving from the far east Here, it took more than a month.And now, the long journey has finally arrived at the destination, and he is also relieved.

Although, I don't know what's going on in the desert of death.

And if Zi Baifeng hadn't sent the red feather cloud chariot to see them off, they might still be halfway there.

All the way up the stone steps of the pier, Luo Qianshan was suddenly stopped by someone, a young man as tough as a leopard, he didn't speak, but just pointed.

A carriage was parked by the side of the road, and Mr. Fu was standing beside the carriage, looking at it with a smile.

At that moment, Luo Qianshan only felt that his tears broke through the embankment and almost gushed out.

(End of this chapter)