Shenyin Shanhaijing

Chapter 7
Lu Cheng rubbed a few more ears of wheat, and got more than a dozen grains of spiritual wheat, which he put into the jade ring.

He stood in the field and watched, his excitement gradually calmed down.

A gust of cool wind blew by, and he suddenly felt great panic: "Is this a dream? This doesn't seem to be a dream! This body belongs to someone else! My soul has taken over someone else's body! How did I get here? What else can I do?" Go back? If I can't go back, my mother will cry to death?"

He stroked the faintly visible jade ring, flustered, and kept whispering: "I want to go back, I want to go home! Please take me back, okay?"

However, the jade ring did not respond, only the sound of wind blowing in my ears!

Lu Cheng took a deep breath, calmed himself down a bit, and thought: "I came here with the 'soul wear' because I came into contact with the jade ring! If I want to go back, I can only use it! Is it possible, I still need to drop a few hundred milliliters Blood? Then you can travel through again?"

He no longer wants to bleed anymore!
In his opinion, the bleeding is for the purpose of making the Jade Ring recognize its owner, not for the purpose of time travel. If you have to drop blood every time you travel, how can you bear it?
He came out of the field and walked aimlessly.

Looking up and looking not far away, halfway up the mountain, there are many stone caves.

The nobles of the Yi nationality do not like thatched houses, but like to dig stone caves to live in.

Stone caves are built along the mountain, big and small, the higher the position, the higher the status.

The highest point is not the stone cave where the patriarch lives, but a spacious "Sorcerer Temple", in which lives a great witch and two young witches, who are the disciples of the great witch.

The so-called "big witch" is an old man with knowledge and culture in the wild world. Because he knows a certain number of runes, he can communicate with the world, display mysterious powers, and he also masters herbs, which can help the tribe to cure diseases, so he is very respected. .

Lu Cheng walked up step by step and came to the Temple of the Witch God, where he saw two little witches killing sheep.

That sheep is not ordinary, it looks quite brave, three or four times bigger than the common goats in later generations!
The two little witches were very powerful, one of them hugged the body of the sheep, and the other chopped off the sheep's head with a knife. The head of the sheep fell to the ground, and blood gushed from its neck and dripped into a huge clay pot.

Lu Cheng stepped forward to help, flustered, and mistakenly soaked the finger with the jade ring in blood.

After a long time, the blood of the goat was gone, a little witch separated the mutton from the bones, and another little witch walked into the temple of the witch with a clay pot.

Lu Cheng followed him in, and saw the great witch "Wu Huan" in black robes, spread out light blue wolf skin paper on the table, dipped a brush in sheep's blood, and was about to write runes.

Lu Cheng's heart moved, and he asked, "Wu Zu, can I learn runes from you?"

Wu Huan couldn't tell his age, there were countless wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were quite lively, he looked up at him, and said lightly: "I am of the same generation as your great-grandfather, as early as 30 years ago your great-grandfather died, but I am still alive. It stands to reason that you are my descendant, so it is no problem for me to pass on the runes to you. However, this thing requires talent, and ordinary people cannot learn it."

Lu Cheng said: "Wu Zu, I want to try."

The shaman reached out and handed him a piece of tortoise shell, and said: "There are three runes on it, if you can write them within two days, you can come to me, and I will pass you some runes. But, the next member of the clan I have already chosen the great witch, you have no hope."

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "Thank you ancestor Wu, I just want to learn more about runes, and I don't want to be a great witch."

The shaman picked up the pen to draw the talisman, but as soon as he wrote it, he let out a "duh", and then asked sharply, "Why is the aura so weak for the spirit sheep that was just caught?"

The two little witches looked at each other and replied, "What's going on? We don't know."

Lu Cheng didn't dare to say anything, he suspected that the aura in the sheep's blood was sucked away by the jade ring!
The shaman was furious: "Go and catch another one! What a disappointment, such inferior sheep's blood has ruined the talisman paper I carefully prepared!"

Seeing that the other party was angry, Lu Cheng didn't dare to stay, and walked out quietly.

The sun is in the middle of the sky, and the sun is at the head.

Back in his cave, he suddenly felt very tired, so he fell asleep.

When he woke up, he opened his eyes and saw that he had returned to modern times, still lying on the original bed.

Look at the clock, it's exactly twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!
He remembered that when he just fell asleep, it was already past 11 o'clock, but it was not very clear when he fell asleep.

"So, I have been in another world for half a day, and the time here has changed very little? The clock hardly moves? This is a good thing."

Look at the jade ring, hidden between the skin and flesh, just like in another world.

He read the two-character text, and the jade ring was revealed. With a thought, he took out a dozen grains of wheat from it!
Lu Cheng rejoiced in his heart: "Haha, that's great, I actually brought the wheat grains here!"

He found a piece of white paper, wrapped the wheat grains, and put them on the bookshelf.

Fresh wheat grains need to be stored dry.

As for what to do with these grains of wheat, he hasn't thought about it yet.

He tried his best to breathe several times, and felt that the aura here was very weak, not even one percent of that of the other world.

"It's a pity, this is the Dharma-ending era, and it will be quite difficult to grow spiritual wheat. Otherwise, I can use spiritual wheat as a medicinal material, and the medicinal effect is no less than that of ten-year-old ginseng!"

Most of the ginseng sold in the market is artificially cultivated, and it will be on the market in three to five years, and there are very few ginseng in seven or eight years.

Lu Cheng's family keeps ginseng all year round, including Northeast red ginseng and American ginseng from the West. His mother uses ginseng to make soup and sliced ​​ginseng tea from time to time.

According to Lu Cheng's personal experience, the effect of a single Lingmai is stronger than that of ten-year-old ginseng!
Turning around, he saw a thick stack of manuscripts on the table.

On the cover of the manuscript, it says "Preliminary Examination of the Catalog of the Wulian Tomb".

When I opened it, there were pictures after picture, including the star map on the top of the stone tomb, the training picture of the villain on the side wall, and the complicated patterns on the altar.Some pictures are accompanied by illegible runes.Below the pictures on each page, there are some modern Chinese analysis, leaving a lot of blank space.

In the first few pages, there are a little more Chinese analysis, and the latter are basically blank.

Lu Cheng knew in his heart that this was his father's ongoing work.

Two days ago, Lu Tianming came back from Wulian and brought back a large amount of graphic materials, and the analysis of modern Chinese is his personal speculation.

Lu Cheng flipped through the pages and found that most of those annotations were outrageously wrong.After all, he got Yakuang's memory and recognized five hundred runes!
He didn't want to write the runes because there was no way to explain the source.Moreover, he doesn't know many runes, so let's wait until he learns more runes from the shaman in the future.

Afterwards, Lu Cheng took out his phone and took pictures of every page.

This is a set of training diagrams, with a total of 72 exercises, which he plans to take with him and study slowly.

(End of this chapter)