Hidden Mountain Demon

Chapter 1 The Cub
A string of blisters slowly floated up and hit the water surface—bang, it burst.

The surroundings became more and more quiet. At first, it seemed that a woman's voice could be heard by the water, but now it was shrouded in the darkness around her, her vision was blurred, and her mind was like a paste.

I also struggled hard when I first fell into the water, but it didn't work, but it sank faster.

Sure enough, it was still too difficult for someone who hadn't been in the water a few times. The limbs were already numb, and it was very difficult to turn the neck.

"Really, it's ridiculous to say that people saved themselves and set themselves up..."

"The kid should be fine, it looks like he was pulled up—oh——"

The head is getting heavier and heavier, but some people and things keep pouring in.

"I promised to invite Aping to dinner and I haven't gone yet, and I haven't contacted Xiaoye for more than a year. Alas, I owe so much favor without knowing it."

"Do your best, but it's hard to keep up with your original intention. Darkness and light change, and life is impermanent. There are many colors, but it's hard to paint the gully in the chest. The picture of life is a hundred years old, and there are regrets everywhere."

"The translation questions of yesterday's English test clearly came to my mind. It's a pity, maybe it should have happened like this."

Consciousness is getting blurred.

Bitter cold, deep black, and horribly quiet.

If only I could do it all over again...

Well, that's all, that's all, who knows.

It seemed that there was a glimmer of light in the darkness, which was very faint and strange.

He still didn't want to die, so he tried his best to move towards the light, but he didn't know whether he moved or not.

The surrounding water began to become viscous, and the water pressure became stronger and stronger, but it seemed to be pushing himself towards the light.

Finally... it moved in front of the faint light, and immediately after that, a strong squeeze came.

Then, he found that he seemed to be able to breathe, and then, weak, before he could see his surroundings clearly, he passed out.

After a long time, he finally woke up again. He wanted to look around, but his eyes seemed to be covered by something again, and he couldn't see clearly. He opened his mouth, um, he could breathe, and he seemed to be alive.

It seemed that someone next to him was wiping himself with a warm, moist towel, um, it was so comfortable.

His body is still very weak, and he wanted to ask aloud, but in the end he could only utter a strange monotone, er———, and his throat was very uncomfortable.

Since you can't see or speak, let's listen.

However, after a while, he finally realized that something was wrong.

There was no sound of people around, only the sound of wheezing and wheezing, and the small panting sound of "um, um, huh" of the little milk cat.

I am not lying down, as if I am lying on something, not like I am on some kind of bed, it is hard and panicking.

Shaking his head, something messy poked his face.Listening carefully, there seemed to be strange sounds coming from a distance, like howling wolves, like howling apes, and occasionally there were bursts of whistling wind.

There are still fleshy and warm things squeezing around, making humming and chirping sounds.

"What's the situation?"

He tried hard to see his surroundings clearly, but it was hazy and he couldn't see anything.

He felt so hungry, he started to crawl, yes, crawled, he found that he couldn't stand up, his limbs didn't work, and he could only lie on his side or stomach.

He smelled a scent coming from the side, it was faint and very fragrant, so he leaned over, opened his mouth subconsciously, and pressed his hands unconsciously.

He couldn't figure out whether it was his own thoughts or his body's instincts. In short, his head was very chaotic and confused. He felt like a nightmare and couldn't understand anything.

With a warm current rushing into his mouth, he felt as if he was awake a little, but only a little.

How would you describe the taste of the liquid in your mouth?
Faint, sweet, like milk, like, uh, the soft thing in my mouth looks like a pacifier, like...

He wanted to see his surroundings more and more clearly.

My head is in a daze, and I can't see it. When I want to make a sound, it is also a strange tone.
I don't know the time, I can only slightly feel the changes in the surrounding light, and silently count the days in my heart.

After about eleven or twelve days.

He found that the barrier on the eye, the membrane seemed to be gradually disappearing, and he could finally see the surrounding scene.

Then he saw the host who provided him with food.

A big black cat, no, it's not a cat, it's too big, like a leopard I've seen on TV, but its fur is swarthy with light spots on it.

"Black Panther?"

Looking at the bulging abdomen, the source of the food in the past ten days has not been guessed wrong, which is reasonable and unexpected.

Most importantly, he also saw himself, with his furry limbs lying limply on some soft grass and various furs.

There are also two small meatballs next to them, uh, two small leopards, and I figured that I might be like this too.

"What's the situation?"
This is definitely the most bizarre thing I have encountered in the past 20 years.

He began to look at this novel environment.

The surrounding area should be in a rock cave. The cave is very deep, and my weak limbs can't support myself to climb to the entrance of the cave. Occasionally, the sound of the wind passing by the entrance of the cave is mixed with the howling of birds and animals of various colors.

The two little leopards next to them were exactly the same, both were dark, with sparse hair, round heads, and eyes that hadn't been opened yet, with a layer of light blue film attached to them.

In the previous life, if I saw such a cute little leopard, I would hug it up and masturbate for a while if I had the chance.But now he is not in the mood at all,

"This should be regarded as brothers and sisters in this world, right?"
He began to feel that his ability to accept was really strong.

"Well, I'm alive, but I'm reincarnated, and I'm still a leopard, absolutely..."

"Forget it, forget it, time and fate. When it comes, let it be. I'm so unwilling..."

"Good luck tricks people, since I was reborn as a leopard, I have to live a good life. First of all, I have to eat enough to survive. Anyway, I have been drinking for so long when I can't see it, right..."

Half a month later, he finally walked out, no, crawled out of this cave, and observed the world for the first time.

The cave is halfway up the mountain. There are gentle slopes and shrubs at the entrance of the cave. Not far from the foot of the mountain is a vast forest with luxuriant branches and leaves. Sometimes you can see traces of wild animals. There are flying birds in the sky, which are very noisy.

Looking at the extremely thick tree, he felt that this should be an extremely primitive area.

He didn't know what place this was, what time it was now, whether he was still on the earth, or...he was in another world?
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

In this unknown environment, surviving became the most burning thought in his heart.

He began to eat and drink hard, climb hard, run hard, and tried hard to adapt to his small body and this strange environment. He began to grow up quickly, and his growth speed was obviously faster than the other two around him. Cub.

When the deciduous teeth were replaced and the fluffy hair fell out, he was surprised to find that his body was already a full circle larger than the other two cubs around him.

Maybe it's the innate instinct of the cub's body, or maybe he didn't pay attention to the meaning of animals' calls in his previous life. Now he can gradually understand the meaning of the mother leopard's soft roar, and he can understand the language of the birds passing by in the air. .

People have their own language, and animals have their own language. Although they are just some very simple words, they can finally communicate in a simple way.

A few months later, he started running with the mother leopard in this vast world, followed by his younger brother and younger sister.

Started to eat and sleep in the open, began to eat flesh and blood hungry, thirsty to drink mountain springs, and began a wild life in the primitive jungle.

Although carnivores belong to the high level of the food chain, but my small body seems to be dangerous everywhere, and there are tigers, bears and other beasts in the forest, and even lynxes, bobcats, and jackals seem to be dangerous to me. There is great interest in fresh meat.

So one afternoon, when a gigantic bird, whether it was an eagle or a vulture, swooped down from the sky, right in front of him, on the gentle slope a foot in front of the cave, it lifted another cub to the ground. After grabbing it high, and falling from a height of nearly [-] meters.

Hiding in the cave and shivering, he began to think seriously about his life.

In the previous life, I also had a little understanding of wild animals. If I remember correctly, if nothing else happens, a leopard can live for about 20 years.

And the little leopard will be kicked out of the house in about a year and a half, and will live independently in about two years. Thinking about it, I feel very troublesome. Leopard life is difficult. Use unknown weeds as fertilizer.

"What should I do, just live in such a muddle?"

He started to turn his head, which was still often dazed, perhaps because he is now the body of a leopard. Although the memories of his previous life are still there, every time he thinks about a problem, he feels his head swells after not thinking much, and his IQ is often not online.

The instinct of animals also seems to often affect him to do some strange or childish behaviors, and he feels that it is dangerous to continue like this.

"Can I be a monster?"

When this idea came up, he was taken aback.

After all, he doesn't even understand his own reincarnation very clearly.

But..., it seems, probably, it seems feasible to be a monster.

Although what was said in the previous life were all legends and superstitions, how could that explain his current situation.

And superstition, superstition, superstition; both superstition and belief, the believer is not blind, and the fanatic is not.Forget it, try it.

As a result, the idea grew stronger and stronger.

How to be a monster?

In the legends of previous lives, there are always some animals, or old objects, who seem to be self-taught, become mature in old age, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, consume the treasures of heaven and earth, and then become monsters.

The essence of the sun and the moon, the impression seems to be that when the moon is full, a wolf, a cat or something squats on the rock, and the head is raised on the eaves to suck.Going to try it tonight.

The treasures of heaven, materials and earth are unknown to those in the legend, but some old Chinese medicines should also be counted.

I was born in a family of Chinese medicine in my previous life. Although I am not really interested in Chinese medicine, the main reason is that it is too difficult to learn, so I turned to study business, but the family taught by example, the appearance and properties of various Chinese medicines, but I also know them personally. Seven seven eight eight.

Besides, even if you can't become a demon if you eat it, the herbal medicine to supplement qi and blood is beneficial and harmless.It should be right, there should be quite a few in the primeval mountain forest, so I have to pay attention to it in the future.

At night, the bright moon hangs high, the sparse stars are dim, and the faint moonlight fills the sky and the earth.

On a protruding rock on the top of the mountain, a black and swarthy little leopard was squatting on it, looking up to the moon, solemn and strange, but at this time the leopard's heart was disturbed like a mess.

"How do you suck, bask in the moon, no response!",
After squatting blankly for more than an hour, except for the numbness of the hind legs and the chilly mountain wind, there was no strange feeling at all.

He began to spin on the rocks, trying to clear his mushy mind,
"No, no, I must have made a mistake somewhere, and I can be reborn, and I won't be allowed to be a monster. No, no."

"Ow—"

A long wolf howl came from afar.

There seemed to be a flash of light in his head for an instant.

Look down at the sleeping mother leopard and another cub in the mountainside cave below the rock.Today, because the prey has been caught during the day and the stomach is full, there is no need to go out at night.

"That's right, the wild beasts only know how to eat and sleep, and they are very pure-minded. They certainly wouldn't absorb the moonlight on purpose. They didn't know it before. Besides, this should be considered cultivation. I heard in the previous life that this is cultivation. , I want to pay attention to what Taoism is natural, what things I forget, what fugues are too empty, it must be that my mind is too complicated, yes, yes, yes, it must be the case."

So, he started to squat on the rock honestly again, trying his best to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his mind. Fortunately, his mind was confused at first, far from the same as in his previous life. The more he wanted to be quiet, the more chaotic his head became. , he couldn't feel anything.

"twitter--"

The early birds in the mountains have already begun to sing.The east has faded.

Stretching his limbs and stretching his waist, he found that he fell asleep last night. He felt in his body, except that he felt very comfortable and his mind seemed to be a little clearer. There was nothing.

"Uh, fake it, try again tonight."

three days later.

"...It's weird!"

A week later.

"It's not scientific, I don't believe it."

So, every moonlit night, there is always a small figure on the desolate mountain top, standing or lying down, trying various postures to swallow the moonlight.

Finally, the hard work pays off.

On the night of the full moon when he came to this world for almost a year, when he absorbed the moonlight while he was half asleep and half awake, he felt for the first time a faint ray of energy flowing slowly in his body.

Perhaps it was because the faint and invisible moonlight had been ingested too little before, and the body was still far from feeling it. After several months of accumulation, it was finally a quantitative change leading to a qualitative change.He even held his breath and felt it carefully until he was sure.

"Ahh-"

At this moment, he seemed to feel that his whole body was full of strength.

After all, even though he persisted before, it was just an illusory obsession to support himself.

Now, he finally saw a path that belonged to him.

Looking at the boundless night, there seemed to be a raging flame burning in a pair of pale yellow eyes.

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(End of this chapter)