Chapter 1 Guan Xiaoshan

Spiritual world - a world full of aura that can become gods.

On the morning of the severe winter, a thin teenager is going up on the mountain road of the southern peak in Haixin Mountain, Xihai, Kunlun Prefecture.

The West Sea is the largest lake in Kunlun Prefecture, with a radius of nearly ten thousand miles. Haixin Mountain is an island in the center of the lake. Because of the West Sea, it is isolated from the world.

Since the death of his father the year before last, the thin teenager has become the only human in Haixin Mountain, and this situation has continued to this day.

"Wow! It's a spirit! Goo! Goo! Gu... Wow! It's a spirit! Goo! Goo! Gu... Wow! It's a spirit! Goo! Goo! Gu... Wow! It's a spirit! Goo! Goo! Goo..."

A girl screamed, with a few fox cooes from time to time.

The cry was like a life-threatening charm. The teenager went to the cliff of Nanfeng in panic. He was not happy to have a new companion, because he knew that it was not human beings who shouted, but a fox spirit that had become a spirit.

There is a big flame in the low sky in the north. The flame is the change of fox spirit. The flame floats, suddenly flying to the East Mountain, to the West Mountain, and to the North Mountain. Therefore, the sharp cry spreads to every corner of Haixin Mountain.

Climbing to the top of the southern peak, the teenager looked back at the flames floating around, looked up at the sky, and then stopped hesitating. He closed his eyes and rushed out, and his thin body floated down like a kite...

Puff——

The dust on the lakeside flew, and his thin body slapped on the beach. Perhaps because of the softness of the beach, the teenager fell from a cliff 70 or 80 meters high but died, and his body twitched slightly.

The twitching movement is getting smaller and smaller, and the interval is getting longer and longer. Seeing that the teenager's vitality is about to be cut off, his body suddenly moved and jumps up quickly. His movements are as if he has not been injured at all. He only asked incessively, "What's going on?" Who is Ah Xiu? It's not me - I'm obviously Guan Xiaoshan. How can I be A Xiu! Huh? The spiritual world... Kunlun City... Haixin Mountain... Fox spirit... What the hell is going on! Is it possible that I have traveled through time?"

The teenager became more and more confused. He fell down and knelt on the beach. His eyes were closed, his eyebrows were raised, and his body was motionless, as if he was thinking about it.

After more than half an hour, he opened his eyes and his eyes were a little clear, as if he had a conclusion.

"I'm not A Xiu, A Xiu is dead; I'm Guan Xiaoshan, who came from the human world, just occupying A Xiu's memory and body." The teenager said to himself in a very positive tone.

Guan Xiaoshan stood up and looked left and right for a while. Seeing that there was a piece of dead wood not far from his left hand, he went to pick it up, then went to the lake, climbed to the top of a reef, and threw the dead wood into the lake.

The West Sea is clear and quiet, with blue sky and white clouds reflected in it, like a beautiful landscape painting. The dead wood fell into the water, with a little ripples, and the nearby picture became a little blurred. It didn't take long for the ripples to calm down and the landscape painting became clear again. At this moment, suddenly, a large dark cloud floated over, and the blue sky and white clouds were suddenly covered.

Guan Xiaoshan looked up, but saw that the sky above his head was clear, as blue as washing, and there was no haze at all. He hurriedly looked at the water again, and saw the dark cloud rolling forward quickly, and soon disappeared in the depths of the lake. However, after the dark cloud faded, the dead wood he threw down disappeared, and there was not even a little residue left.

Iron-toothed silver carp!

Guan Xiaoshan's eyebrows tightened, and a memorable name came out of A Xiu's memory.

Iron-toothed silver carp - a low-class murderer in the aquarium, crazy bloodthirsty, not knowing fear, what you see and what you bite. It is only the size of a child's palm, and the only attack weapon is teeth. A serrated tooth can bite gold and jade.

Because it is too small, a single iron-toothed silver carp is not terrible, and there is a lot of difference from the lastest murder; its terrible thing is the group. Iron-toothed silver carp likes to live in groups, and there are often hundreds of thousands of medium-sized fish. Hundreds of thousands of iron-mouthed steel teeth gathered in one place, which can clean the places passed like a grate. Even if the third-level murderer of the aquarium is met, it is necessary to retreat from the three houses, otherwise it is likely that there will be no muscles and bones.

Although Haixin Mountain is trapped by water on all sides, it can reach the shore by boat for a day and a night. Originally, it was not a Jedi. It was not until the iron-toothed silver carp occupied the West Sea that it was really isolated from the world - all the residents who fled by boat were buried with people and boats.

Axiu's family was timid and did not dare to leave. They stayed on the island and survived. In the past few years, A Xiu's parents have passed away one after another, and there is only A Xiu left in the huge Haixin Mountain.

A person's life is lonely and tasteless, which is especially difficult for a fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenager. Just when Ah Xiu gradually felt that he was bored, the disaster did not come alone, and a fox in Haixin Mountain became a spirit. There are bloodthirsty murderous iron-toothed silver carp underwater, and there are powerful foxes on the land; A Xiu can't stand this huge pressure, so he chose to jump off the cliff and kill himself.

Guan Xiaoshan in the human world happened to cross through at this time, and his soul leaned over him.

"Real warriors dare to face the bleak life."

Guan Xiaoshan didn't remember this sentence for no reason, and then jumped off the reef and followed his memory to Nanshangou.

There are three simple wooden houses on the flat ground in the middle of Nanshangou. This is the Axiu family. Guan Xiaoshan thought about it all the way home. As soon as he entered the house, he closed the wooden door, found another bar, held the door tightly, and then went to the West Room to find a hunting knife and took it tightly.

The cry of the fox spirit is still ringing all over the mountain, and the flame is still floating around. On the way back, Guan Xiaoshan has seen it several times, and every time he sees him, his heart seeps. There are too many things beyond his imagination in different human worlds.

"Wow! It's a spirit! Goo! Goo! Goo..."

The cry suddenly got much closer, as if it was outside the door; the hunting knife in Guan Xiaoshan's hand tightened, rushed to the back of the door, and his eyes narrowed through the crack of the door and looked out.

The flame did enter the Nanshan ditch, but it seemed to be unintentionally. It wandered around the ditch and disappeared after crossing the cliff of Nanfeng.

Guan Xiaoshan took a breath, leaned against the wooden door and slid down, frowned and sat on the ground, thinking hard about the way out.

Before crossing, he was 24 years old and worked in a state-owned enterprise. If there is anything better than Ah Xiu, he has a little more experience. However, these experiences may not be used in the spiritual world, at least it can't solve the current dilemma.

"No - I'm still a little better than Ah Xiu. Ah Xiu has given up the hope of life, and I will never give up; in order to live, I will do anything..."

Guan Xiaoshan thought so and inserted the hunting knife into the ground fiercely; then he stood up and entered the east house where A Xiu's parents lived.

There is a simple wooden table at the entrance of the east house. There is a bronze mirror on the table, as if it has not been used for many years. There is a thick layer of ash on the copper mirror. Guan Xiaoshan picked up the bronze mirror and wiped it hard with his sleeves. Occasionally, he took a breath of heat. After a long time, the mirror finally regained its luster. He picked up the bronze mirror and took a picture, and then a little old man with wrinkles on his forehead and gray hair appeared inside. His face was full of sadness, unlike a 15-year-old teenager anyway.

Guan Xiaoshan sighed and vaguely understood why A Xiu committed suicide. At the same time, he strengthened his idea of taking risks. If he knew in advance that there was no hope of leaving Haixin Mountain in this life, he thought he might make the same decision as A Xiu.

In A Xiu's mother's suitcase, he picked a set of short coat skirts dyed with mottled colors by grass juice, and found a wooden comb and two hemp ropes in the drawer. Guan Xiaoshan found a wooden box, folded the short coat skirt and put it in, then put the wooden comb, hemp rope and bronze mirror neatly on it one by one, and finally carefully wrapped the wooden box with a piece of cloth. Then he opened the door and went out of the house and went straight to the north ravine.

A Xiu has seen a fox several times in the north valley, and the nest of the spiritual fox spirit is likely to be there.