第24章 1日1甲子，1夜3载
Chapter 24: One Day is a Sixty Years, One Night is Thirty Years
Rustle, crackle, crackle.
There was a rustling sound in the darkness from above.
The branches of the dead trees rubbed against each other, and the young men hanging under the branches were looking for the figure of a man and a lamp.
"where is the guy?"
"Hurry up and speak, I'm listening, I'm so anxious."
"Chen Huangpi, Huang Er, your words are very interesting, please say more."
Sharp and thin children's voices shouted and urged people into the darkness under the tree.
"Chen Huangpi, are you still there?"
"I'm not here. I'm not here."
Chen Huangpi closed his eyes, thoughts surging in his mind.
Thoughts will not be heard.
Only through mind-to-mind communication can it happen.
The brass oil lamp knew about it, so he didn't dare to urge Chen Huangpi in his heart.
"He is very brave and good at playing dead, so he shouldn't be noticed."
The brass oil lamp thought for a moment, and with his spiritual sense he "saw" that Chen Huangpi was indeed standing there motionless.
Even breathing was gone.
If you didn't know, you would have thought he was a dead person.
Fortunately, Huang Er is also very good at it.
One person, one lamp, not moving at all.
Even if the young people had good eyesight and hearing, they could not find the person and the lamp.
Teenagers are full of energy, weak-willed, and easily distracted.
"Chen Huangpi is ignoring us again. He doesn't want to play with us."
"We should hang him on a tree and let him tell us new and interesting stories every day."
"One day is a sixty-year cycle, one night is thirty years."
"If I don't have any more stories to listen to, I'm going to grow up!"
"Haha, while you were looking for him, I have been secretly growing up. Now I am even covered in hair."
"Then I have to grow up quickly too."
It doesn't take a while.
Chen Huangpi could no longer hear the rustling sound of the branches rubbing against each other.
The young men seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.
They seem to be playing a game of who will grow up first.
One day is sixty years, and one night is thirty years.
Chen Huangpi was so envious when he heard what those people said.
He grows up very fast too.
When I urinated before nightfall, I found that I had grown up.
But no one grows that fast.
Moreover, the master didn't like him to grow up and said it would be better if he remained a child all his life.
But chenhuangpi is just like human fruits.
He also wants to grow up quickly.
Because the master has gone mad.
As he was the only heir to Jingxian Temple, he had to take charge early on, taking over his master's job of patrolling the mountains and managing the family business.
"Let's go quickly."
The brass oil lamp urged: "Let's run away while they are sleeping."
"Move your right foot five fingers away first."
Chen Huangpi did as he was told silently.
He let the brass oil lamp operate slightly.
After a short while, they walked forward a distance.
The ground was littered with roots of dead trees, which had broken through the stone slabs and arched up the ground.
Therefore, the road is not easy.
Fortunately, we only need to walk this section of road, and the road to the Sutra Library is a straight line, and there is nothing weird in the middle.
But at this moment.
The sound of branches rubbing against each other rang out again.
Chen Huangpi hurriedly continued to pretend to be dead.
As soon as you speak, people will find out.
Not talking, but not knowing how to go.
If you trip over a tree root, you'll be completely exposed.
So after walking a certain distance, the tangerine peel and the brass oil lamp had to stop and wait.
Wait for those people to be distracted.
But this time the wait was a little long.
After a full half hour, the rustling sounds gradually quieted down.
The surroundings became deathly silent.
"Huang Er, should I take the next step with my left foot or my right foot?"
Chen Huangpi urged in his heart.
But the brass oil lamp did not answer.
Instead, a man with a duck voice sounded.
"If your left foot steps on a stone, it must be your right foot."
"The right foot will trip over the tree roots, it must be the left foot."
"How about you jump over and give it a try?"
"Hahaha, you guys are teasing him again. If he really jumps over, he'll fall into the cesspool."
That is the voice of the humans.
In just a moment, he grew from a boy to a young man.
They were all naked and had pale skin.
They looked like corpses with a dead branch stuck into their heads, hanging them high.
Chen Huangpi took a deep breath.
He knew why the brass oil lamp was silent.
These people didn't leave at all.
As you grow older, your brain becomes more useful.
Even the tone of his voice became annoying and humorous.
Chen Huangpi wanted to continue pretending to be dead.
But the fruits laughed sarcastically.
"Chen Huangpi, the same trick won't work if you use it a second time."
"Tonight, we will keep a close eye on you."
"Or, you can turn into a human fruit and meet us on the tree."
"Or, you can just wait until dawn and never get out of here again."
As the voice fell, the young people stared at the darkness below.
They knew that the tangerine peel and brass oil lamp were just below.
They will notice you as soon as you move.
This time, they have grown up and are like mature hunters with enough patience.
Chen Huangpi is also very patient.
He patrolled the mountains and collected herbs day after day.
If he really wants to endure, he can outlast these people.
But it's just like what people said.
One day is sixty years, and one night is thirty years.
They will only become old and aging by this time tomorrow, and turn into nutrients to nourish the dead trees.
Chen Huangpi couldn't afford to waste time, he had to go to the Sutra Repository.
I can't afford to waste time, but I don't want to endure the frustration of being teased like this.
The brass oil lamp was also in a hurry. It was impossible to enter or wait.
It still has a lot of lamp oil left, but after all, it is a life transformed from an alien magic weapon.
It was divided into thousands of portions.
Without someone to take control, there are limits to what can be done.
"If only Chen Huangpi hadn't released the dog-taming sutra!"
The brass oil lamp felt bitter in its heart, and as soon as it woke up, it turned back to its original form.
It seemed as if the Dog Taming Sutra that I had originally practiced had never been practiced before.
Chen Huangpi must have taken the initiative to relieve the dog-taming sutra.
Although being a dog is embarrassing.
But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with being a dog.
What I’m afraid of is that I won’t even have the chance to be a dog.
And just then.
Chen Huangpi's decisive voice rang out in the brass oil lamp's mind: "Huang Er Huang Er, listen to my orders. I am the master and you are the running dog. Change!"
"what?"
Brass Oil Lamp had just finished speaking.
Suddenly, it discovered that the dog-taming meridian in its body that had long disappeared suddenly began to operate uncontrollably.
The lamp body also became extremely narrow and long in the blink of an eye.
A dog's mouth full of fangs.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a big brass dog!
next second.
Chen Huangpi simply rode directly on the brass oil lamp.
Once the dog-taming sutra is put into practice, the owner and the dog will be in perfect harmony with each other.
Needless to say.
The brass oil lamp leaped out dozens of meters.
"Chen Huangpi, you have clearly released the Dog Taming Sutra, why am I still being controlled by you!"
"You are so bad, so bad!"
"You misunderstood me."
Chen Huangpi defended himself: "I have never gotten rid of the dog-taming sutra! But I promise you, after this time, I will definitely get rid of the dog-taming sutra for you."
The brass oil lamp dared not speak out in anger: "Okay, I'll believe you for the last time!"
As he was speaking, the brass oil lamp carrying the tangerine peel had already moved.
Chen Huangpi cannot open his eyes.
I can only rely on it.
At critical moments, the brass oil lamp is naturally reliable.
Those people discovered them the moment Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp started moving.
The branches rub against each other.
The people hugged each other, causing the branches to droop down.
Countless big hands reached out into the darkness.
If the brass oil lamp and the tangerine peel had not opened their eyes, the dead tree would not have noticed them.
Gaze is also light.
Without light, it is dead.
It is these people who are alive.
Fortunately, they can only determine the approximate range, and they are old and have poor eyesight.
Huang Er could leave them behind with just one leap.
"Brothers in front, stop them quickly, they are about to run away."
"The ones behind also blocked the retreat route."
The brass oil lamp was moved around.
Be extremely careful to avoid those people.
But there were so many human fruits on this dead tree that no matter how careful it was, it was inevitable that its tail would be grabbed by a hand.
"I got it, I got it!"
"what!!!"
A scream came from the brass oil lamp dog's mouth.
blah blah blah...
It was like a red-hot iron branding the skin.
In the blink of an eye, a pale palm print appeared on the tail of the brass oil lamp.
The mark is still spreading.
Moreover, along with the shouting of that human fruit, countless human fruits stretched out their hands.
"Have some effect, you have to look at the owner before you can beat a dog, have some effect!"
At this moment, Chen Huangpi and the brass oil lamp are in tune with each other.
He naturally shared that strange spiritual perception.
"Bad fruit! Take my sword!"
Chen Huangpi pointed his swords with both hands and rode upside down on the brass oil lamp.
The energy that continuously builds the kidney temple between the two kidneys immediately flows along a strange route.
From the kidneys, into the arms.
Shiny!
The Tai Sui demon-slaying sword energy was just like a sword being unsheathed, emitting an extremely sharp sword sound.
And it's different from before.
Chen Huangpi attacked in a rage, and this time, the Tai Sui Demon-Slaying Sword Energy was mixed with a faint trace of black air.
It seemed like a wisp of black smoke had separated.
The sword technique that was originally extremely determined to slay demons and exterminate evil has gained an indescribable weird flavor.
Chenhuangpi replenishes the kidneys with endless essence.
The sword energy naturally surged like a waterfall.
Those who just stretched out their hands had their hands cut off by the sword energy in the blink of an eye.
"Ahhhh!"
"My hand is broken! It hurts so much!"
"This is the sword energy that only evil spirits can slash out."
Hands fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it decays like rotten fruit.
A wisp of essence emerged.
When a person falls to the ground, he dies and after death he turns into fertilizer to nourish the dead tree.
However, the essence did not penetrate into the dead tree.
Instead, they all rushed towards Chen Huangpi.
"It's black smoke, the black smoke in your body!"
"Chen Huangpi, your sword energy has also been contaminated by that ghost thing. How do you feel?"
The brass oil lamp screamed in horror.
"I feel great!"
After the essence entered Chen Huangpi's body, he immediately felt as refreshing as having drunk a sip of ice drink on a hot summer day.
Moreover, the essence between his kidneys was originally endless and seemed to never be exhausted.
But there is only a ray of it.
This technique does not require any practice and operates automatically, so Chen Huangpi has no way to deal with it.
But now, the sword energy was mixed with a wisp of black smoke, which would bring the essence of those human fruits back into his body, and that wisp of essence actually became a little stronger.
Even the efficiency of building the kidney temple has become much faster.
"Huang Er, I feel so strong now!"
"It's Black Smoke that's stronger, not you."
"As I grow up, black smoke will naturally come out of my body. If it's strong, I am strong!"
"I'm going to chop these people to death! I won't allow them to bully you!"
He said to Huang Er seriously: "Just go forward, and leave the rest to me!"
(End of this chapter)