Yubai ran out of the yard with tears in his eyes, feeling very aggrieved.

The child who usually has a good relationship didn't say anything to him, but felt a cold feeling in his heart. Qi Yubai kept running forward, tears could not stop falling like a drizzle.

With tears in his eyes, Yubai felt that he ran through the forks, and the place he finally stopped was the valley where his grandfather brought him to.

Slowly, a feeling of fatigue spread throughout his body. Yu Bai lay under a big tree and gasped in big mouths.

"If you don't let you see it, you won't let you see it!"

"If you have the ability, look at your own!"

"If it's not yours, it's not yours. You deserve it."

"I deserve it, who asked you to steal Brother Qi's?"

"If you have the ability, just go there, right, Brother Qi."

All kinds of words kept echoing in my ears, and the feeling of sharing the same hatred of the children around me even threw themselves into an isolated island without a man.

I want a spiritual vine, but I want a spiritual vine.

This bold idea scared him. Not to mention a spiritual vine that belongs to him, even his family cannot find a spiritual vine now.

My mother worked hard to pull herself up and had already become tired of working in her own fields. She also took time to work as a handyman in a larger portal. How could she find spiritual objects from the dangerous cliffs? What's more, my mother was single and weak, and it was even more impossible to enter the mountain.

I work hard all day long, just hoping to cultivate some spiritual vines.

But this situation really requires God to open his eyes. Occasionally, one of them will be hidden as a treasure.

Spiritual vine?

No matter how small the request was, he would not dare to make it, otherwise it would only make his mother sad. Qi Yubai sat blankly under the tree, staring at the weak grass under the rotten leaves with his eyes blank. Occasionally an ant crawled over it, looking around and looking for it. The breeze slowly blew, but the grass didn't feel it at all, and it was still motionless.

Suddenly I felt like this little grass, I was weak, and I grew slowly like this.

Why do I have to compete for the sun and dew? Grow it up at will? Why do I have to stand out? Let the spirit vines and seeds, why do I want so many? Really, swans sing all over the sea, giant trees support all directions. If I am just a grass, why should I bear so much?

Why bother...

Slowly, Qi Yubai's eyes seemed to come to his senses.

I don’t want to compete for the sun and the dew, I don’t want to support the whole world, I want to be quiet and plain, I would rather be wronged, okay?

Tears poured out of my eyes again.

That's it, let's go home, let's go home! Come...

suddenly!

But there seemed to be a thunder thunder in my mind that woke me up. No! No! No!!!

My mother raised herself with great difficulty, and she looked at her hope that she could achieve something; her grandfather mentioned more than once that her ancestors hoped that future generations could prove the Puppet Tao; her father suffered from his own grievances on that thunderstorm night... Everything that passed by was like a thunder in the rainstorm, constantly blew in his heart.

A voice in my heart unwillingly called out: I don’t want to be so wronged, I want to stand up, I don’t want to accept it like this, I want to call the wind and rain...

"That's right, your Qi family is not mediocre. You should be more filial to children like you."

Suddenly a voice rang in my mind. Qi Yubai was so scared that he stood up and looked around, but found nothing.

"Ah? Who? Who are you?"

"I, I am your ancestor's friend. I'm still talking to you when you came here a few days ago."

The voice still came from somewhere, but he said with a hint of pride, "Why are you crying for a real man? I'll help you solve any problems. What do you think is difficult is not easy for me."

"It's you? You were talking to me a few days ago?"

Qi Yubai asked in confusion. "Yes, yes."

The voice was very happy Qi Yubai responded to his words, and said in a boastful tone: "You should be very happy to be able to talk to you, because I ignore him for ordinary people."

After a pause, the voice said again: "Looking at how sad you cry, let me tell you what's going on?"

Finally, someone told me that I could express my feelings, so Qi Yu, the white bamboo tube, said the matter like a bean.

"Oh, isn't it just that there are always spiritual vines? I can make any number of you want for you. In this way, I'll give you two and you can take them back."

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, Qi Yubai became quiet. He lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said in an unageable tone: "If you give something, you must ask for something! My mother often teaches me that you should work hard on yourself in everything and not ask for it from others. If you are used to asking for things for free, you will never straighten your back!"

He slowly raised his head, and his pursed lips showed a sense of perseverance and determination: "I have thought about it, I want to go into the mountain to find spiritual treasures by myself."

"Ah? Hahaha... Just you little baby still wants to go into the mountain? Any mountain wolf and wild leopard will swallow you into your stomach. Ahhaha..."

"Hmph, don't underestimate me. Grandpa and I have entered the mountain more than once. We won't get lost even if we walk inside. And grandpa told me that there are no big beasts here, let alone monsters."

"Uh...hehehe...you little guy is so cute, but you'd better not go. It's not easy to find someone to talk to me. I don't want someone to become lonely again just as he could speak."

"Have you never talked to you?"

"Yes, it's not just anyone who wants to talk to me..."

...

After all, he was a young man's character. Qi Yubai quickly forgot about unhappy things and started chatting with strange voices.

At the same time, he also learned that the guy who spoke to him was a guy named Jubao, an old friend of the ancestors of the Qi family. Later, he stayed here for some reason.

Jubao was knowledgeable and told him a lot of knowledge about spiritual objects. Jubao told Qi Yubai that he was talking to Qi Yubai in Qi Yubai's spiritual consciousness, which others could not hear. This is why he said that it was not something that others could say when they wanted to tell him. Qi Yubai didn't know what the spiritual consciousness was. He just listened to this.

The time for this chat was almost over, and Qi Yubai did not come out of the mountain until noon.

When he got home, Qi's mother was busy at home and didn't pay attention to him returning home from the direction of the mountain. When Qi Yubai returned home, he returned to the house without saying a word. The idea of ​​entering the mountain was like a raging flame becoming more and more intense, filling his chest.

I want to find spiritual objects by myself!

He picked up a sharp axe in the room and repeated it silently in his heart.

I am preparing some dry food and fire sticks for axe and rope. Well, I can't tell my mother, otherwise I will definitely be in a waste. Tomorrow I pretend to go to school, and then I will go to the mountains to find my own spiritual objects according to the method my grandfather told me.

Well, that's it.

A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger. The child’s mind is always very simple. If he goes into the mountains to find spiritual objects, he has such a goal and is also aiming for this goal.

What's the result?

The result should be to achieve the goal, no matter what difficulties it is.

Unexpectedly, the hunters nearby make a living by hunting. In addition to hunting, they are all doing herbs and treasure hunts. There are only a dozen spiritual objects that can be found in this year. This is also an experienced hunter, not Qi Yubai, who is a newborn calf.
Chapter completed!