"No!" A childish voice sounded, and a little guy with a human face and a sheep's head ran out from behind the hall, followed by Guoguo.
When she first saw Guoguo, who was lively and safe, Jian Ning did a somersault and stood up. Tong Bajin and Erlangzi, who had been preparing to stand up, also stopped abruptly.
Guoguo rushed straight towards Ding Youtian and jumped into his arms. Ding Youtian was so happy to get it back that he hugged it and kept calling "Guoer Guoer". Baimei also flapped his wings and called "Guo! Guo!"
Seeing Guoguo struggling to get down, Ding Youtian bent down and put it down. Guoguo immediately started playing happily with Baimei. It was obvious that it knew that it was Baimei who went back to bring Jian Ning and the others. The little guy with a human face and a sheep's head was so envious of this scene that his eyes widened.
Jane Ning coughed lightly and asked, "Are you humans or monsters?" She asked this question to the half-human, half-sheep creature in the hall.
"We are the Ice Alpacas of the Spirit Tribe." The little creature seemed to be a female. She ran to Jane Ning, turned sideways and pointed at Guoguo, "Auntie, can you give me this cat?"
"No!" Jian Ning refused.
"What if I insist on keeping it?" The old sheep in the hall walked down majestically. As soon as he moved, Jian Ning immediately took up his stance. With a flick of his wrist, he held the scalpel and said coldly, "You can try, as long as you have the ability."
"Well, we can talk it over." Ding Youtian stepped forward. After hearing about the ice alpaca, he immediately connected it with the climate change in Danyang. He waved at Jian Ning, "Madam, don't rush into action. Let's talk to him first."
After saying this, he bowed to the old alpaca and said, "My master once said that humans and spirits do not invade each other, and each has its own territory. If the spirits dare to trespass into human territory and invade the human race, they only need to burn cloves and report to the gods, and your tribe will be destroyed."
"You don't want to be the eternal sinner of your tribe, do you?"
Ding Youtian wasn't just making this up. He once reread Liu Xiazi's book, "Fog Mountain Weirdness," and asked him, "If the mountain spirits and tree monsters described in his book really existed and possessed boundless magical powers, how could ordinary humans defeat them? Wouldn't they all be wiped out?"
Blind Liu sneered and asked him, "What's the point of that person's existence? Why did humans even exist since time immemorial?" He told Ding Youtian that everything has its own reason for existence and its own laws of survival; it's just a matter of not interfering with each other.
Ding Youtian asked him a few more questions, and from then on he knew that whether it was the human race, the spirit race or the gods, they all had their own territories, and the spirit race was ranked below the human race and would not dare to invade the human race easily.
But he didn't know whether the burning wood cloves that Blind Liu mentioned would work. After all, he had never tried it and had never encountered a real spirit. Now he could only hope that his master would not lie to him.
Fortunately, what Blind Liu said was true.
After hearing his words, the old alpaca's eyes flashed with panic. Ding Youtian suddenly felt emboldened. He straightened his back and spoke sternly, "You have trespassed into the human world without permission, causing Danyang County to suffer a series of ice disasters, a sharp drop in the grain harvest, and countless people to freeze and starve to death. You have committed such a heinous crime of killing. Do you still dream of achieving the right path and becoming an immortal?"
"It's really ridiculous!" He couldn't help but feel angry when he thought of the people who died in vain. After he finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves heavily, and unexpectedly frightened the old alpaca so much that he fell to his knees with a "bang". Where was the majestic aura he had before?
As soon as the old alpaca knelt, all the elves in the hall knelt down in unison, and faint cries could be heard from the back of the hall.
"What a sin, what a sin!" The old alpaca said, bowing his hands. "I had no idea that migrating here with my entire clan would lead to such a bloodbath. For ten years, I never allowed anyone to cross the barrier and enter the human world. Today, it was my granddaughter who accidentally broke through the barrier and entered the human world. I discovered her in time and brought her back, but I didn't expect the cat to follow her in."
"Could it be that my cat is also a spirit?" Jane Ning asked.
This is probably how Yang Dali died.
"It's not." The little alpaca saw his grandfather kneeling, and he knelt as well. "But it has spiritual energy in its body, and you have it too, Auntie. It's even more powerful than its spiritual energy, otherwise you wouldn't be able to bring all of them in."
The little alpaca raised his arm and pointed at Ding Youtian and the other three, then pointed at Baimei.
"Oh, I see." Ding Youtian patted his forehead, picked up Guoguo, patted its back, looked at Jian Ning and said, "When Guo'er was young, its feet were entangled by vines on the mountain. The day I rescued it, I fed it the candy that Master gave me. It was the elixir that Master made, and it was originally saved for you every day."
Guoguo cried out and nudged her head affectionately in his arms.
Jian Ning finally knew where the spiritual energy in her body came from, and also knew why Guoguo was so close to Ding Youtian. It turned out that there was this other story.
"Why did you all migrate here?" Jian Ning recalled that the terrain had risen significantly since entering Danyang. It turned out that this was because there was another world beneath the ground. "Are all the spirits underground?"
The old alpaca shook his head, a look of dejection on his face. The spirit race took cultivating immortality as their mission, longevity as their goal, and transcending their true nature as their purpose. However, the people of the human world died because of them, hurting lives. He feared that his own race would never be able to cultivate to immortality.
"You old sheep, my wife asked you a question, but you shook your head and said nothing. What does that mean?" Ding Youtian said angrily, waving his sleeves again.
The old alpaca sighed, "Not really! The spirit race and the human race are not originally in the same plane. Because my Ice Alpaca clan hasn't produced a single immortal in hundreds of years, we've been constantly ostracized and suppressed by other spirit races. In a fit of rage, I secretly tore through the plane's barrier and migrated here with my clan. I thought that by setting up the barrier, we wouldn't interfere with the human race, but who would have thought... Alas, I, Yang Dali, have truly become the eternal sinner of my clan!"
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