Chapter 25 I think I don't have to be afraid anymore.
"Grandpa, this is the state after the beast spirit possesses me." Zhu Wu couldn't see himself, so he didn't pay much attention to the extra changes. The most important thing is that he has been attracted by the information that comes naturally to his mind after the spirit possesses him, and he is a little shocked.
He has no extra thoughts and just wants to try it immediately.
"Grandpa, watch me."
"I change!" The spirit power is activated, and the whole person flashes with purple light, and then he feels a huge suction force suddenly coming from around his body. The next second, he is already in a strange space, and his whole body is wrapped in a ball of colorful light.
He raised his hand, it was a claw.
He turned into a three-eyed demon fox.
"So, the reason why I can switch to beast form is because of the space attribute attached to the spirit?"
Although he looked around and saw the three-eyed demon fox looking at the outside world, he could fully feel that he was in a special space through internal vision.
Moreover, he could see six independent spaces in his stomach. They were six spheres with colorful lights on the outside, less than one meter in diameter, and various things that had been there before were floating inside. The last one was filled with a cloud of mist.
He understood that these were the waste medicinal materials and exhaust gas that Xiaobai had stored in the internal space.
He felt that he could release them at any time if he wanted to. However, he had to fart.
It was really unsightly and easy to cause accidental injuries, so he decided not to show it in front of his grandfather.
"Grandpa, look, I've become a little fox." He came to his senses and ran towards Zhu Gang while talking.
When he got close, he jumped onto Zhu Gang's thigh. Because the main body was in a special space, it did not show weight, but the perfect body shape of a three-eyed demon fox.
It was simply a perfect replica!
"This" Zhu Gang was shocked beyond words, and subconsciously reached out to touch it. It was cool and the hair was very smooth.
"Xiao Wu, have you really turned into a little fox?"
"Of course it's fake, this is simulated by soul skills, it's just the same simulation." Zhu Wu's fox spoke human words.
"Soul master is indeed a profession that can create miracles." Zhu Gang couldn't help but sigh.
"Grandpa, it's not just that." Zhu Wu raised his fox head slightly, turned around and jumped off Zhu Gang's thigh to the ground.
He glanced at Zhu Gang, and his image suddenly appeared in his mind. With a thought, the image scattered and white light burst out all over his body.
The next second, an identical Zhu Gang stood in the same place.
"This!" The real Zhu Gang was shocked.
Then he saw that the body of Zhu Gang, who was exactly the same as himself, suddenly became illusory, revealing Zhu Wu with a slightly pale face.
"Grandpa, the bigger this move becomes, the more soul power it consumes. My grandson can only maintain it for a short time now." Zhu Wu said helplessly.
"It's okay, it will get better in the future." Zhu Gang retracted his surprise and smiled to comfort him.
No matter what kind of magic Zhu Wu showed, he was still his grandson, not a monster.
"Yeah." Zhu Wu nodded, "Grandpa, I'll adjust my breathing to recover my soul power."
After that, he walked to the side and sat down to adjust his breathing.
After a while, when his soul power was restored, Zhu Wu summoned Xiaobai again to perform martial soul possession, carefully experiencing the charm and clone skills.
The result was that he had no clue. In the possession state, you only need to inject soul power into the soul ring, silently recite the skills to be released, and then you will feel your eyes warm up, and the charm skill will be triggered. Once the possession form is released, or Xiaobai is separated from the body, there will be no such feeling.
"It's really not that simple." He couldn't help but sigh.
"But that's true. If it were that easy, every beast martial spirit owner on the continent would have created their own soul skills."
"I have to say that the cultivation system in this world is really unique. After a soul master absorbs a soul ring, the soul ring is solidified on the martial spirit, not the host. And the soul skills are solidified on the soul ring and follow the soul ring." After experiencing it, Zhu Wu also completely understood the relationship between soul masters, soul rings and soul skills. "So, once Xiaobai leaves the body, it is equivalent to taking away the soul ring and soul skills."
"In this way, I can only command Xiaobai to trigger the release of soul skills, and the main body cannot trigger it because the soul ring is not on me at all."
"And the martial spirit will not be attached, because the soul ring is on me."
"So, if I want to understand the skills that Xiaobai inherited from the three-eyed demon fox, I have to study the soul ring first."
"Amazing world!" Zhu Wu could only comment like this.
"At this stage, I can only experience it by using it more." He sighed, sat down to recover his soul power, and then continued the experiment.
Zhu Gang watched the whole process with his eyes full of satisfaction. With such diligence, he felt that his grandson's future achievements would definitely be high.
There was no conversation that night. The next day, Zhu Wu got up early, made a fire and cooked porridge. Facing the rising sun, he practiced the movements to assist in practicing the Vajra Kung Fu. Then he went into the house to help Zhu Gang get out of bed for breakfast. After that, he helped Zhu
Gang lie down on the reclining chair and continued to test his martial arts ability. The same thing happened in the afternoon until the drugstore owner's medicine was delivered and
he began to boil medicine for Zhu Gang. In the evening, he continued to familiarize himself with the martial arts ability in front of Zhu Gang, and waited until Zhu Gang went into the house to sleep before he began to practice the longevity kung fu.
In the days that followed, Zhu Wu did the same thing every day, accompanying his grandfather Zhu Gang wholeheartedly.
Zhu Gang, who had his grandson accompany him every day and could witness his grandson's hard work throughout the process of practicing, was making progress every day, and his smile was often on his lips.
Time passed quickly, and three months later, it was the New Year.
After the winter, the air became colder and colder. Even though Zhu Wu had tried his best to keep warm, he still couldn't avoid the cold from eroding Zhu Gang's body. Therefore, not long after the winter, Zhu Gang lost his ability to move and had to lie quietly on the reclining chair to warm himself by the fire.
Zhu Wu also needs to take care of his daily food, clothing, housing and transportation.
"Ah." Old Jack, who came to pay New Year's greetings, saw Zhu Gang's haggard face, and when he thought of his own age, he couldn't help but empathize. Glancing at Zhu Wu who was serving Zhu Gang, he couldn't help but feel pity and relief on his face, and he liked him more and more in his heart.
Thinking of Tang San after returning to the village, he neither visited Zhu Wu, who had given him medicine seeds and was his classmate, nor visited him. Thinking of Tang San who had come to steal Zhu Wu's medicine, he couldn't help but feel some resentment in his heart. He wanted to tell Zhu Wu the truth, but when he thought of Tang San who was also a spirit master, and there was a little girl who was also a spirit master next to him, he suppressed this idea. If Xiao Wu really went to seek justice, he was really worried that he would be beaten.
It is said that a man has a beastly heart. After knowing that Tang San stole things, he was also a little unsure of the character of Tang San, who was usually quite humble. After all, his father Tang Hao's temper was really bad. God knows if his son has followed suit, they are the same kind of people at heart.
If he fails to seek justice and gets beaten instead, then he will harm Zhu Wu.
The key is that the conflict between soul masters, as his son Jerry said, ordinary people like them can't help.
Shaking his head, saying hello, letting his son put down the things, and then saying goodbye and leaving.
Zhu Gang finally didn't make it to the beginning of the next spring, and passed away just a few days after the Chinese New Year. Sitting in the chair in front of the stove, looking at Zhu Wu in meditation, he looked at him with satisfaction until his eyes got tired and slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
After that, he never woke up again.
"Hey, Xiao Wu, don't be too sad. Old Zhu died with a smile on his face, so he has no regrets."
Two days later, at the funeral, Old Jack patted Zhu Wu on the shoulder and sighed to comfort him.
"My condolences." Tang San said briefly.
Xiao Wu behind him didn't say anything, but just followed quietly, as if she was not used to this kind of scene.
Many people looked at her and the third brother with unfriendly eyes.
"Thank you." Zhu Wu forced a smile and answered briefly.
The funeral was not solemn and ended quickly. As for the burial method of the old man, he did not choose the traditional burial, but chose to burn into ashes. In the future, if he can step into the pinnacle of this world, he will put the old man's ashes in the most noble place in this world.
The old man has no chance to become a soul master in this life, so he will make the old man a person that the entire soul master world will remember. He
has fulfilled his filial piety during his lifetime, and he will do something after his death.
At noon, in front of the courtyard, tables were arranged. Every household in the Holy Soul Village was there, only Tang San and Xiao Wu did not come.
As for the reason, he didn't know, but he could feel that the villagers seemed to be deliberately alienating Tang San.
Half an hour later, after eating and drinking, the villagers said goodbye and left, but there were still many women who stayed to help pack up. By the time everything was packed up, it was already afternoon. Zhu Wu thanked them one by one, and then returned to Zhu Gang's grave alone and knelt.
He knelt until the evening.
Zhu Wu, who had been silent for a long time, saw that night was approaching and there was no one around, and finally spoke softly.
"Grandpa, when I first came to this world." He
gently recounted the past and expressed his distress.
"Grandpa, do you know? In order not to arouse suspicion, I have been pretending to be a child in front of adults and children of the same age since I was a child. But I know that only in front of you can I really be like a child."
"In fact, gradually I even regarded myself as a real child. Although life was hard, I had a very happy childhood."
"To be honest, at the beginning I even suspected that I would become schizophrenic after pretending for too long."
"Fortunately, I didn't."
"Because you are here, I can be a child with peace of mind, just like when I was a child in my previous life."
"In addition, sometimes I am really afraid of offending Tang San. I am afraid of death, and I am even more afraid that you will be affected. I am also afraid that you will be sad if I die, and I am afraid that you will be alone, with no one to take care of you and no one to talk to you."
"In that case, it would be unfilial of my grandson."
"And now, I think I don't have to be afraid anymore."
"But you are gone too."
At this point, he fell into silence again. As
night fell, the air gradually became colder, and the mountain breeze gradually rose from the cemetery located on the hillside, blowing Zhu Wu's hair into disarray.
Zhu Wu knelt quietly, feeling this coldness and tranquility.
Until the orange light was faint in the night, and a voice was heard.
"Xiao Wu, you are here as expected." It was the voice of Jerry, the son of old Jack, mixed with the sound of footsteps.
"Hey, Xiao Wu, go back quickly." Jerry came to his side and sighed, "It's cold, it will be bad if you get cold."
"I think the old man doesn't want to see you get hurt because of him."
Hearing this, Zhu Wu took a deep breath, turned his head and squeezed out a smile, "Uncle Jerry, thank you."
"Let's go back."
"Come, I'll help you." Jerry also smiled on his face, and quickly reached out to support Zhu Wu who had been kneeling for a long time.
The two supported each other, facing the night wind, and walked up and down.
With the help of the oil light, Jerry used his peripheral vision to observe Zhu Wu's face from time to time, worried that the other party would be crazy and sad. But after several observations, he found that he seemed to think too much. Zhu Wu's face was very calm, as calm as a clear pond, and he was completely different from the daytime. It's good
to be able to think positively!
Without thinking any more, I supported Zhu Wu steadily, and continued on my way with the oil lamp, heading for the dimly lit area at the foot of the mountain.