The Taoist ancestor is Cthulhu

Always have no desire to observe its wonders, always have desire to observe its pleasures

Mozhu Mountain,

The place is three thousand miles away, with two mountains and fourteen peaks. Monsters are rampant, poisonous miasma is densely covered, and there are few people.

In this land of majestic mountains, steep peaks, and seas of ink trees and bamboos, a square acre of flat land has been carved out by manpower.

In the center of the flat ground, a building was made of grass, an altar was opened and a statue was built. A demon statue with eight arms and six heads, which did not look like a humanoid, was built.

On the four sides of the altar, there are seven vertical and seven horizontal ones, and forty-nine futons are placed, scattered like stars in the sky.

At this time, there was only an old Taoist with dark hair and brown hair in front of the altar, holding a three-foot-seven-inch red wooden sword in his arms, holding a piece of green bamboo leaf in his mouth, his head drooped, and he was dozing off little by little.

Just as he was sleeping peacefully, from the depths of the ink forest, there was a tinkling sound, three golden sounds and two bells ringing.

The old man sniffed and raised his head, flicking his fingers as if plucking a string in the wind.

Then there was a rustle in the bamboo forest, and after a while, there were shadows of people, and a group of visitors came out of the bamboo forest.

The leader is three monks in soap robes, green crowns, and brocade silk covering their faces. The monk in the middle has a three-foot-three-inch copper coin sword tied to his back and strung diagonally on his shoulder with a red rope. Two more people followed on the left and right, holding gold and silver bells.

Behind them were twenty-one children, large and small. The oldest was only thirteen or fourteen years old, and the youngest was only four or five years old. Some were dressed in brocade, some were in linen and short fur, and all of them were ignorant and knew how to follow the sound of the bell. come over.

"Master." The three masked monks bowed their heads in unison.

The old Taoist pouted and pointed at the boys with the bamboo leaf in his mouth.

So the monk holding the bronze sword in his hand said, "A while ago, the Jade Toad Po from Yaoguang Cave came to the temple as a guest. She lost a game of chess with the mountain master. She went crazy and ate many children. So the disciples were ordered to go to the human world. I went and picked out a group of golden boys whose vitality has not yet disappeared. Please take a look at them, Master."

The one holding the golden bell also smiled and added, "Those who don't have enough spiritual roots are thrown into the outer sect to work, those who are born with a Taoist heart are taken into the inner sect to serve, and those who are hiding the devil's fetus, haha, send them to the mountain master to drink."

The old Taoist snorted and curled his lips as if in agreement.

So the three monks made another move, led the children to sit down, gave each of them a futon, and after placing it, they bowed out of the forest and waited.

The old Taoist priest looked at the boys who were sitting or lying on the futon. He spit out the willow leaves in his mouth and stood up. He took the red wooden sword in his hand and walked past the boys one by one. He drew two pictures on the outside of their futons. Eleven circles, and then he sat back down again, but the direction was reversed. Instead of facing the bamboo forest, he faced the demon king, holding his sword in a daze.

Then the forest fell into silence. The twenty-one children, neither crying nor making trouble, sat on the futon like wooden figures.

After sitting there for about two hours, one of the boys couldn't pretend anymore and secretly turned his head to look at the old Taoist priest's back. Then he secretly turned his head to look at the black bamboo forest behind him, revealing a tangled face.

Then the old Taoist didn't look back and spoke as if talking to himself.

"It will be fine if you sit here all night and get some sleep tonight. If you can't sleep, no matter what you hear or see at night, as long as you don't step out of the circle, your life will be safe."

The boy was startled, and he quickly retracted his neck to pretend to be stupid. He already knew in his heart that his tricks were all seen by others, so he could only complain secretly.

What's going on?

What on earth is this-what is the situation! ?

The civilian use of nuclear fusion is about to be realized, and orbital elevators have been arranged. I still want to travel to the moon and the city, but you actually arrange time travel for me? Oh my God! This is not scientific at all!

That's right, among the twenty-one people, there was an ordinary child who was a time traveler.

Li Fan, an ordinary migrant worker, standard, ordinary, ordinary, even to the point where even the time-travel settings are like, ‘Ah! When I woke up, I actually traveled through time! 'This kind of...

Sigh... If he traveled to a normal world, Li Fan might be able to do some reinvention, such as glass soap papermaking, tanks and Zaku Star Destroyers, but this turned out to be a fairy-like world of cultivation.

Li Fan only remembered that when he opened his eyes, he didn't know what dynasty or year he was in. In the blink of an eye, the three masked guys, who didn't know whether they were gods or monsters, were abducted into the deep mountains and old forests in the blink of an eye. It’s in!

Teleportation, can you believe it! Can you believe space teleportation! Is it so fantasy! Really drunk!

And that old Taoist over there, he pretends to be hiding the boss, the Sweeper. He doesn’t look like a demon, but he probably won’t be able to escape even if he wants to...

Then give full play to your characteristics as a laborer, and then you will be able to live in peace and contentment.

So Li Fan half-slumped on the futon, stretched his numb legs, thought about it, and based on the decision that every time traveler would make, he gave it a try with luck in his heart.

system?

So the system emerged.

‘Welcome to the time traveler mental health maintenance system’

Well, fortunately there is...? ?

Mental health? Mental health is very important...what the hell!

no! What is the mental health maintenance system?

Task flow? Leveling flow? Points to strengthen? Summon a lottery? Sign in and clock in? Automated hosting?

‘Ask the host to choose the innate luck’

Oh oh oh, luckily, I was shocked. Li Fan was wiping cold sweat, and he had good luck. This sounds like a fairy-tale word. Let me just say, it is no longer popular for systems to engage in hosting...

‘If the sky falls, you won’t be surprised, which will greatly reduce the chance of depression.

Lotte knows fate, the maximum limit of mood is increased, and the value is doubled when the mood is increased.

Be calm, and only change a little when your mood fluctuates,'

"Oh, calm down... Calm down, you're crazy! What's really special is that the BUFF given by the mental health system also adds mental health!"

Li Fan couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and roared like a dragon.

Then he saw the old Taoist turning his head and glaring at him, and hurriedly nodded and bent down to sit cross-legged, "Sorry, sorry! Don't mind, don't mind!"

But the old Taoist priest had already walked over with a sullen face. He stood in front of Li Fan with a sullen face like a dry tree trunk, casting a huge shadow that almost covered his face. It's like the head teacher who rushed into the classroom to arrest people during evening self-study.

Li Fan was sweating coldly, making a grunt, swallowing and looking at the other party.

The old Taoist priest also stared at Li Fan for a while, grabbed a few sesame cakes from the void and threw them into his arms, then turned around and walked back to sit on the futon.

"..." Li Fan looked at the old man, and then at the cake in his arms. Before he could react, the system began to mess with his mentality again.

‘Confirm that the host has chosen innate luck, and be calm’

Oh Magadh...

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point’

Damn you, what kind of hanging system is this?

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point’

Shut up okay you!

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point’

Li Fan rolled his eyes and went to the futon, looking at the top of his head.

‘Li Fan, mood, 97/100’

Well, yes, that's it. There are no data such as attack and defense speed, bone, spiritual root, understanding, or even metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Just a mood value...

Damn it! Which lunatic developed this hanging system?

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point’

Li Fan really wanted to roll his eyes and turn the system upside down. He was really helpless when he encountered such a cheating system. He groaned and took a bite of the sesame cake in his hand... Oh, it was quite delicious.

‘Li Fan’s mood rose by one point. ’

Li Fan, "..."

‘Li Fan’s mood rose by one point. ’

Well, after eating two loaves, I grew back by two points... But I can't eat anymore...

But since this is the case, then to maintain mental health, wouldn’t it be enough to just eat something on a regular basis? So your mental health maintenance system, in addition to actively destroying my mentality, is still useful! !

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point. ’

‘This system also allows for lottery draws. ’

You can draw a lottery!

‘Li Fan’s mood rose by one point. ’

Tick, pump, pump!

‘The lottery function is temporarily unavailable, the current charging progress is 8/100’

Damn it! No, do you understand that a system that is reluctant to give away even the tenth company at the beginning these days has no future?

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point. ’

‘The lottery function is temporarily unavailable, the current charging progress is 9/100’

Oh...Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense. I understand.

Li Fan rubbed his temples with difficulty, it was really tiring to work with such a cheating system...

In short, it seems that the points of this system are based on the increase and decrease of Li Fan's mental state. Every mental fluctuation will charge the lottery. From the perspective of the progress, up and down fluctuations, and two-way numerical changes are valid, totaling to 100 Click to get a draw.

Although I don’t know what kind of deceitful things can be drawn, at least this system is not just a blank slate. It also left Li Fan with a thought. With the lottery drawn, will sign-in tasks and leveling up be far behind? It is slowly being developed.

But what is more embarrassing now is that Li Fan's innate luck at the beginning was inexplicably chosen to be "calm down", and the value fluctuated by only one point each time!

What a trap! If you go up and down like this, you won't be able to recharge it until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse. Oh shit!

Here Li Fan was studying his mental system with a frown on his face, and the sky turned dark before he knew it.

"Ha! The empty moon is in the sky!" The old Taoist priest sitting in front suddenly burst out with a weird laugh, "Boy! You are out of luck! Just take your eyes out when you can't stand it anymore! And! If you don't want to die, Just don’t look up!”

What?

If you don't want people to look up, don't tell them not to look up! It's a pity that the old man didn't know such a simple truth, so he tricked Li Fan.

He was lying on the futon and picking his nose. He subconsciously raised his head and looked at the night covering the sky.

Two big, round moons were reflected in his pupils.

This clearly shows that it is not the moon of the earth, one on the left and one on the right, one large and one small, one green and one purple, as if two rounds of fireballs were held by the eight-armed demon king in the palm of his hand, shining in the sky.

The six-path head of the Demon Lord was illuminated, making one side livid and the other purple. The golden obsidian inlaid on the head shimmered, as if countless eyes had been opened.

Li Fan vaguely seemed to hear a sword cry like a dragon's roar, and then a black and purple miasma suddenly evaporated in the entire ink-colored bamboo forest. Then the smoke and clouds gathered, a strong wind blew, and a tornado blew up on the ground, surrounding Li Fan. Outside the futon, covered by the circle drawn by the old Taoist priest with his wooden sword, layers of smoke curtains rolled up, almost blocking the sky.

Li Fan seemed to be in the middle of a storm. He was so frightened that he lay on his back with his hands and feet holding the futon. The black wind in front of him was violently rolling, flying sand and rocks, forming a vortex that went straight into the sky, blocking Li Fan's vision. In front of his eyes, there was left the bright moon shining with purple light.

Without waiting for him to blink, the whirlwind disappeared in the next moment, and everything was silent.

The madness that destroyed everything and destroyed the world just now disappeared like smoke.

The bamboo forest, mountains, altars, demon statues, boys, and Taoist priests were all like an absurd dream that had never existed.

Everything in the world, the laws of the world, and even the passing time seem to have disappeared at this moment.

Li Fan was left alone, sitting alone on a flat rock formation in a purple sky.

But before his eyes, the sky suddenly became bright, and there was no longer any purple moon.

The night is star-studded, the Milky Way is across the sky, the stars are brilliant, and the endless starry sky is as bright as rain.

He could vaguely see a purple bubble in the clouds, like a soap bubble, floating in the starry sky, refracting the light and shadow from the stars through the curved surface of the bubble, and projecting it onto his face. On the retina...

Then Li Fan's right hand suddenly sank, and something fell into his palm, so he subconsciously clenched his hand. The stinging pain from his palm temporarily interrupted his trance towards the sky.

Li Fan lowered his head and saw a three-inch long sword in his hand. The sword had no jaws, the spine of the sword flashed with starlight, and the two blades had rhombus-shaped edges, as thin as a needle and a cone, and as sharp as a star shuttle. , extremely sharp. With just a weak grip, Li Fan's right palm was cut with a blood line, and then the small sword swished into Li Fan's palm, obviously going up along the meridians of his right hand, like a silver fish, drilling alive Into the body!

What the hell is this!

Before Li Fan could react, he heard his own voice, as if reaching his eardrums through the rain curtain, saying to him,

‘Charging 100/100, the lottery is completed! ’

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point, pay attention! Li Fan, mood, 8/100, extremely dangerous! ’

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point. Notice! Li Fan, mood, 7/100, extremely dangerous! ’

‘Li Fan’s mood dropped by 1 point. Notice! Li Fan, mood, 6/100, extremely dangerous! ’

…

What, what, what is going on! ? My mood is falling every second! Why did the countdown suddenly start!

Li Fan subconsciously grabbed the cake in his arms and ate it.

As a result, he gnawed so hard that he almost choked to death!

Cough cough cough! water! water!

"upbraid!"

Suddenly, there was a strong wind blowing in front of him, and then someone stretched out his hand, grabbed Li Fan by the collar, and lifted him up into a circle.

In front of Li Fan's eyes, the old Taoist face suddenly appeared.

In the time it took him to breathe, a blood hole the size of a walnut was opened on his forehead, as if something had cut open his skull, and black and red blood spurted out. And a pair of empty eye sockets, dug out two bloody holes, forced them with fingers, making an old face look as ferocious as an evil ghost from hell, so horrified that Li Fan gulped, and the blood in his throat All the cakes were swallowed. UU reading www. uukanshu.net

‘Li Fan’s mood rose by one point. Notice! Li Fan, mood, 6/100, extremely dangerous! ’

Although the system is still alerting, the loss of one point per second seems to have stopped.

"What on earth did you see!" The old Taoist roared at Li Fan, spraying all the blood foam in his mouth all over Li Fan.

"What did I see?"

This guy really dug his eyes out...

Li Fan stared at the ruthless man in front of him, and then he couldn't help but be attracted by other things. He turned his gaze and looked behind Lao Dao.

Just a few dozen seconds ago, he was in a dreamlike trance, and he returned to the open space in the bamboo forest, but the altar was gone.

The six-headed and eight-armed demon was split open by a sword and cut into two pieces in the middle line. It was clearly a Dharma statue made of mud and stone just now, but now it was rotten into two halves of flesh, pink, green, black and red. The organs were leaking all over the floor, exuding the pungent stench of blood and flesh.

In the blind old Taoist's hand, the red wooden sword was clearly glowing with rainbow light. The blood evaporating from the sword's spine rolled up a terrifying heat wave and sprayed to Li Fan's side, like the breath of some giant beast.

Around the altar, on the futons scattered on the ground, all the boys who came with Li Fan just now have disappeared.

But Li Fan could roughly guess it from the charred corpses scattered outside the circle, withered bones, heads and arms, stillborn fetuses with alienated organs, one after another, both humanoid and non-humanoid. , but all of them were neatly split into two pieces by the freaks, guessing their fate...

"Chiqiu said that you are still human and cannot be killed, so what did you see?"

The old Taoist put his face directly in front of Li Fan, staring into Li Fan's eyes with the blood holes in his eyes.

"Is it a 'thing'? Or a 'non-thing'?"