Dreaming about the world, embarking on the path of spiritual practice

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It was a dark night with few stars.

Yu Liang walked aimlessly on a wilderness trail.

In the night, the fireflies beside me flickered faintly.

Suddenly, a pair of bright eyes flashed in the grass, catching his attention.

Yu Liang slowly approached and found that it was a little weasel. Its hind legs seemed to be injured, and the wound was dripping with blood.

"It's you!"

Yu Liang noticed that the weasel had a patch of snow-white down on its chest, and he instantly recognized the weasel. Isn't this the one he met when he left Chang'an City before?

Yu Liang smiled and tried to make his voice sound gentle and harmless:

"Don't be afraid, let me take a look, I won't hurt you."

He slowly reached out his hand, wanting to check the weasel's injuries.

The little weasel was obviously very wary, but with Yu Liang's gentle soothing, it gradually relaxed its vigilance and allowed Yu Liang to get closer.

Yu Liang gently inspected the wound and found that the weasel's leg seemed to have been injured by some kind of trap.

"Hey, you've fallen into a trap."

Yu Liang smiled and said: "You have become a spirit, how can you still fall into such a trap?"

He carefully began to treat the weasel's wound. However, perhaps because the strength of his hand was a little stronger or he touched the weasel's wound, the little weasel suddenly screamed in pain and his body trembled slightly.

"Hey, why are you still leaking urine? It's all on my hands!"

"Hey, so sexy~"

Yu Liang looked at the urine on his hands and couldn't help but laugh in disgust.

"Get out of here, young lady!"

The little weasel suddenly shouted in a delicate and sharp voice, obviously irritated by Yu Liang's words.

But Yu Liang just chuckled twice, and then held it gently in his arms.

The little weasel struggled uncomfortably in his arms, obviously not used to such close contact.

Yu Liang held it and fiddled with it dishonestly with his two big hands.

"What do you want to do?" There was a hint of panic in the little weasel's voice.

"Hey, I've never seen an animal become a spirit before, so I'm a little curious!" Yu Liang said with a smile.

Hearing this, the little weasel became even more frightened. It was worried that Yu Liang would do something bad to it.

"Ah~ let me go!" I couldn't help but scream.

"Be honest!"

Yu Liang grabbed it and warned: "Otherwise, we will set up a fire later and roast you for a midnight snack!"

The little weasel was frightened by Yu Liang's threat, and immediately calmed down, not daring to move any more.

Yu Liang looked at the quiet little weasel in his arms, a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

"Very good, you will be my pet next!"

With that said, regardless of whether it agreed or not, Yu Liang took it away with him.

Keep going.

Suddenly.

A violent wind suddenly rose above the sky, and the sound of the wind was whistling and shrill, adding a touch of eerieness to the silent night.

Yu Liang felt a hint of coolness from the vapor and realized that it was going to rain.

I hastily quickened my pace, trying to find shelter before the heavy rain came.

Shortly after.

End of sight.

A ruined temple came into view.

Yu Liang quickened his pace again and quickly approached. When he arrived, he found that the plaque of the temple had been eroded by wind and rain and the writing was blurred. The clay statues in the temple were also dilapidated, making it difficult to recognize their original appearance.

Despite this, the temple can still provide Yu Liang with a shelter from wind and rain.

He held the little weasel and entered the ruined temple.

Originally, Yu Liang tried to light a bonfire in the temple, but the wind leakage made it impossible for the flames to burn stably, so he gave up.

We chose a place where the rain would not fall and sat down to rest, planning to wait until dawn before the rain stopped before continuing our journey.

With the little weasel in his arms, he may have realized that he couldn't escape, so he simply lay down peacefully.

Yu Liang closed his eyes slightly and fell asleep.

The wind outside became stronger and stronger, making the doors and windows of the temple rattle.

As the sound of the wind intensified, Yu Liang felt that the coolness of the water vapor on his body became stronger and stronger, gradually turning into a chill.

has a problem!

After Yu Liang noticed the abnormality, he remained silent and continued to fall asleep. He wanted to see what kind of ghosts and monsters could pop out.

Phew~

The strong wind outside the temple howled more and more.

It sounded like a constant whine.

Yu Liang couldn't help but frown slightly. The whine of the strong wind actually affected his mind.

Just when he was about to sit cross-legged and concentrate, Yu Liang felt an illusion appear in his mind.

In a hazy space, a huge figure sat in front of him.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an old woman, but some of its appearance could still be distinguished. It was a weasel.

"Xiao Langjun, thank you for saving my little granddaughter!"

"Little granddaughter? You mean that little weasel?"

"Yeah!" The other party nodded.

Yu Liang looked at the old thing in front of him and thought to himself: I didn't expect that a little weasel spirit caught casually would have extraordinary origins.

"You're welcome. Since it is your granddaughter and I have treated its injuries, I will let it go now."

Hearing this, the other party shook his head slightly.

"What? I healed her and released her. Are there any other questions?" Yu Liang asked in a deep voice.

"I have no other intentions, so Xiaolangjun has nothing to worry about."

"I just want to leave my little granddaughter with you and let you take care of her for a while."

Hearing this, Yu Liang refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I'm not free!"

The old woman didn't seem to be surprised by his answer, and still said calmly: "I'm not bothering you young man for nothing. I will definitely give you a generous gift after this."

"Sorry, I'm not interested!" Yu Liang refused directly again.

And he thought to himself: Good guy, although I don’t know why you want to leave your little granddaughter with me, but thinking about it, it is definitely not an easy thing to do, and you are so generous. Even if you have a huge gift, I won’t take it!

"Xiao Langjun, don't refuse so quickly..."

Just when the other party wanted to say something more, Yu Liang didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore.

In his arms, the original copy of "Shooting the Condor" emitted a faint light, then floated in front of Yu Liang, and turned automatically without wind.

In the hazy illusion, martial arts figures emerged one after another.

Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, Jiuyin Zhenjing Huang Shang, Zhongshengwang Chongyang, Dongxie Huang Yaoshi, Beibei Hong Qigong...

Among the many figures, the most eye-catching ones are the protagonists ‘Yu Liang’ and Li Mochou, the fairy couple!

"You're welcome, come along!"

Just when the old woman was about to be beaten, she looked at the figures rushing up around her with a smile on her face.

Then the figure disappeared into thin air, and the entire illusory space also disappeared.

"You can run fast!"

Yu Liang sighed but also felt regretful. If the martial arts world view of "The Condor" hadn't been perfected, he wouldn't be so passive. If he embodied it, he would never let the opponent run away.

Whether it's coercion or inducement, as long as it's something Yu Liang doesn't want to do, who can force him?

"It seems that I should also promote the script of "The Condor Shooting"."

"Also, a new script should also be put on the agenda!"

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