Fang Ting was carried back to the room by Si Ye and was with Qu Ya.
The two of them lay there silently and fell asleep, but their states were quite different. Fang Ting looked fine, as if she was asleep, while Qu Ya looked very haggard.
Even using the word "haggard" to describe it is considered flattering.
There was no blood at all on that face, including the exposed hands and feet, as if the blood had been drained away.
Lao Guan has experienced Qu Ya's situation, so he can barely accept it, but what about Fang Ting? What does Cheng Zhan mean? And that black thing seems to have been taken over by him?
Collect...!
What is it?
Cheng Zhan spoke clearly and concisely, "Lao Guan, some things are indeed beyond imagination, so are you sure you want to know so clearly? The more you know, the more troubles you will have. Please think about it clearly."
Who is this Lao Guan? Although he is cheerful and loyal, he is not stupid, so he will not bring himself into any unreasonable disaster.
Besides, he got along well with the people in front of him, but they weren't close to each other yet, so there were some things he didn't know.
Cheng Zhan saw that he had figured it out, so he didn't say much.
Before returning to his room, Lao Guan couldn't help but ask, "Um... just keep the door closed?" He gestured toward Fang Ting and Qu Ya's room.
Cheng Zhan was puzzled when he heard this, "What else?"
"There's no need to get some cinnabar and write a talisman or something... to calm it down?" Lao Guan said with difficulty.
Even if I don't ask him, he will understand more or less. Do I have to use some extraordinary measures?
Cheng Zhan was amused, "Lao Guan, you must have watched too many TV series." After saying that, he went back to the house.
Lao Guan touched his nose and thought to himself, you are comparable to a TV show.
…
Cheng Zhan's hope of catching up on his sleep was dashed.
But in fact, he also knew that he would not be able to sleep at this time, so he brought out some coffee. When Si Ye knocked on the door, the aroma of coffee was overflowing.
"Sit down wherever you like." Cheng Zhan seemed to be tired and didn't care about hospitality anymore. He leaned directly on the head of the bed, his long legs hanging on the edge of the bed.
Si Ye was also tired, but compared to catching up on sleep, he was more fascinated by the secrets of Cheng Zhan.
He was not polite. He took a cup of coffee and put it on the coffee table. He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and made a comfortable nest. "Cheng Zhan, the coffee is ready. This is the rhythm of being honest with me. Yes."
Bar."
Cheng Zhan closed his eyes and said softly, "You can also drink coffee and relax."
Si Ye smiled when he heard this, stood up and brought the coffee, and also brought another cup, placed them on the bedside, and said condescendingly, "Lean in."
Cheng Zhan opened his eyes and glanced at him, "What are you doing?"
Si Ye smiled innocently again, "I'm tired too. Since I want to listen to a story, I must find a comfortable position to lie down in." He said without any politeness, sat down on the bed and squeezed in.
Cheng Zhan had one head and two heads. He had seen shameless people before, but he had never seen anyone so shameless. He frowned and shouted coldly, "Go back to the sofa and don't lean against me."
"It's such a big bed, if you move in, I won't be able to touch you." Si Ye ignored his cold face and simply leaned against the head of the bed, "If you're not afraid of being pressed, don't move."
Cheng Zhan wanted to kick him down several times, but he also knew that with his shameless spirit, even if he was kicked, he would still climb up shamelessly.
I didn't bother to talk to him anymore and moved to the other side of the bed.
The most comfortable thing about Qiyue Inn is the bed, which is recognized on Dianping.com. The pure wooden bed frame is very solid, and the mattress is moderately soft and hard. It is specially customized by Laoguan.
The inn has family rooms, double rooms and twin rooms. For example, Fang Ting and Qu Ya lived in a twin room, and Si Ye, like Cheng Zhan, lived in a double room.
Si Ye wanted to stretch out his limbs and said lazily, "Hey Cheng Zhan, why do I think the bed in your room is bigger than my room?"
Cheng Zhan continued to close his eyes and ignored him.
The rooms were all the same, regardless of size. He felt that Si Ye was being pretentious.
Si Ye lightly kicked his leg, "Don't pretend to be asleep. Do you really think that I came to your room to sleep with you?"
Did I ask you to come?
Cheng Zhan frowned in displeasure.
He turned over and turned his back to Si Ye.
It's really annoying.
He had never shared a bed with anyone before, and now it was quite uncomfortable to have such a person lying next to him.
Si Ye stopped urging him, picked up the coffee, and took a slow sip. Well, the craftsmanship is pretty good.
"The battle of deer."
After the room was quiet for a while, Cheng Zhan, who had been pretending to be asleep, spoke.
Si Ye was startled, "The battle of gods mentioned in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas"?"
Cheng Zhan snorted.
Si Ye still knows about the battle of Zhulu. The battle between Huangdi and Chiyou is known as the first battle in ancient times. This war is recorded in detail in "The Book of Mountains and Seas" because there were many races participating in the war, including gods, humans and humans.
Witchcraft is also regarded by later generations as the ancient battle of gods.
Of course, some later generations have analyzed that the battle of Zhulu is actually a battle of advanced civilizations, and the so-called gods in it are products of high technology, and everyone agrees.
But wait...
Si Ye reacted suddenly and turned his head to look at the back of Cheng Zhan's head——
"You mean, the painting hanging in Qin Laosan's shop is a battle of deer?"
He had an impression of that painting. He had glanced at it when he went to the store before, and when Lao Guan said that, he vaguely remembered the scene in the painting.
It seemed like a war scene, there were a lot of people.
This time Cheng Zhan just nodded. He looked really tired. His face didn't look good. It was already pale, but it looked even paler at this moment.
Si Ye was leaning higher than him and saw his side face. He was startled and stretched out his hand to pull him over, "What's wrong with you?"
After touching him like this, he realized that not only was Cheng Zhan's face pale, but his body temperature was also very low. He was wearing home clothes with short sleeves and long trousers, and his exposed arms had almost no warmth.
Cheng Zhan pushed his hand away, leaned up and said it was okay.
Then the topic returned to the battle of deer.
"You can read the Classic of Mountains and Seas yourself about what exactly the war is about. I won't explain it to you." Cheng Zhan said slowly.
In fact, Siye doesn't really want to be popularized.
He got to the point, "So, Si Jiayi, Qin Laosan and even Qu Ya and Fang Ting are all related to the painting of the battle?"
"It is related, but to be precise, it is related to the war."
Si Ye was stunned, "Does that war really exist?"
"It exists." Cheng Zhan affirmed.
He opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the opposite wall, as if looking at the TV above, but also as if it was stretching into the distance, deep and far away.
He went on to say, "That war had a profound impact on later generations. Not only did it create Chinese civilization, it also affected one of the ethnic groups, the Wu Ling."
Si Ye was surprised, "Witch Spirit? Is it...Witch Clan?"
"Yes, the Wu Clan, they are ancient witches. Before participating in the battle of deer, they were the communicators between humans and gods, and they were in charge of the elixir of death. The ten leaders of the Wu Clan who have the most records among them are undoubtedly the ones with the most records."
"The Ten Witches of Lingshan?"
Cheng Zhan nodded and stretched out his hand towards Si Ye, who understood and handed him the coffee cup. He took a sip, and the warm coffee moistened his throat and entered his stomach, which made him feel a little energetic.
"The Battle of Zhulu established the Chinese civilization, but it also affected the witch clan. Their vitality was severely damaged. The witches headed by the ten witches lost their spiritual bodies and became witch spirits. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil and do evil in the world. Therefore,
It was once sealed."
The witch spirit lost its original consciousness and acted recklessly, causing chaos in the world for several times. Fortunately, it was finally sealed. After the seal, the world gradually returned to order, and Chinese civilization began to have a long history.
"More than a hundred years ago, ten witch spirits broke through the seal and looked for symbionts in the form of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire. But the so-called symbiosis is more like robbing and eating the soul of the original host.
, they take their place, and humans become zombies for their use.”
Si Ye was amazed when he heard that.
Cheng Zhan ignored his expression, held the coffee cup to warm his palms, and continued.
The witch spirit is cunning and elusive. It aims to seize the symbiote and harm people's lives. Therefore, if they want to avoid tragedy, the sealer must find the witch spirit as soon as possible and seal it.
Si Ye calculated carefully, "Happiness, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, and desire, these are the seven."
"The seven witch spirits of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire are the seven souls. The other three are the heaven soul, the earth soul, and the life soul. These three spirits are the three souls."
"The three souls and seven souls of a human being?"
Cheng Zhan, yes.
Humans have three souls and seven souls, and the entire human world also has three souls and seven souls. The shaman spirits mainly eat human souls and take human bodies as a symbiosis. Once left unchecked, the entire world will encounter catastrophe again.
"Like two major wars a hundred years ago, the world became a purgatory and all living beings were devastated," Cheng Zhan said.
He mentioned the century period twice.
Siye made a rough calculation and concluded that it was the period of warlords' melee, followed by World War I. And he said it was twice, so he added World War II.
When I think about it, my heart goes cold.
It’s really a catastrophe in the world.
"Then...the wizard spirit's spirit body can't be found?"
In fact, if you think about it, everything in this world has something in common. For example, human beings themselves will kill people for profit. If the witch spirit loses its spiritual body and wants to survive, it will naturally take the human body to survive.
This is the same as...parasites.
When Cheng Zhan heard this, he turned his head to look at him with a look in his eyes——
"Are you pitying them?"
Si Ye choked, is this considered pitiful? He just felt that whether it was the evil of wizard spirits or human beings, it was all driven by interests, and it seemed that he could not help himself.
Cheng Zhan didn't care about his insincere expression and said calmly, "The spirit body of the Witch Spirit was destroyed long ago in the battle of chasing deer. The blood is the river and the flesh is the soil. How can it be recovered? Learn from Nuwa."
Make a clay figure and reshape it?”
Si Ye couldn't bear it.
It's really miserable, to compete with Kuafu.
The reality of that war that originally only existed in the mythical world was described in an understatement by the young man in front of him. Although he didn't say much, Si Ye could feel the bloodshed of the war and the destruction of the ethnic group. That scene was described by
Later generations continued to create works, but they could never describe the tragedy of that time.
Thinking of this, Si Ye suddenly thought of the key point.
He put the coffee cup on the bedside table, sat up, looked at Cheng Zhan, and asked, "What you are dealing with is the witch spirit? Then you are the sealed one?"
Cheng Zhan was quite magnanimous and said hum.
Si Ye looked shocked. Among the many questions that followed, he asked the most inappropriate one——
"Are you over a hundred years old?"
Cheng Zhan was amused by him, "How is that possible?"
Si Ye breathed a sigh of relief, he was scared to death, he was immortal.
"Witch Spirit has been with me since the day he was born, so I don't even remember how long I have lived."