Pixiu, the mythical beast that brings wealth and prosperity, is known as the "Lucky Beast," symbolizing blessings and fortune. Pixiu is specifically a guardian of treasures for emperors and represents royalty, also referred to as the "Imperial Treasure." Additionally, since Pixiu feeds on fierce beasts and evil spirits, it is known as "Exorcism," a creature that transforms misfortune into good luck. Legend has it that Pixiu has a mouth but no anus, meaning it can only take in wealth and not let it out, which is why it is seen as a symbol of wealth.
However, how can a scruffy half-grown "local dog" like you claim to be a Pixiu? Are you kidding me? Although a talking dog is quite rare, does that alone make me believe it’s a Pixiu? As Xia Liyi would say, I must be 'out of my mind.' Without more convincing evidence, how could I easily trust the words of a 'local dog'?
As a Pixiu, what is most important? It must be one that eats without excreting! So I picked up the 'local dog' by its scruff; if it had an anus, then it would definitely be fake!
To my surprise, this 'local dog' really had no anus.
I reluctantly set the 'local dog' down. "Are you really a Pixiu?"
Look at me, I even changed how I addressed it.
Once on the ground, the 'local dog' shook its head proudly and looked at me with an air of superiority. "Mortal, don’t you want to pay your respects to me? How can you be so lacking in insight?"
Pay respects? What does it want? Oh right! A Pixiu must want money! I quickly pulled out a few red-faced bills.
"Uh, Pixiu, this is all I have." I said awkwardly.
I indeed didn’t carry much cash since I came to this remote area; most of my assets were stored on that Execution Office meal card. By the way, that meal card also serves as a bank card.
The 'local dog' glanced at me with an extremely disdainful look, as if it were looking at a salted fish.
"I see you have some food." The 'local dog' eyed my Seed Bag. "That must be a spatial artifact, right? There must be plenty of delicious food inside."
As it spoke, drool was already dripping from its mouth. Seriously, how can you be so shameless? What about your dignity as a Pixiu?
Complaints aside, I still pulled out a few buns from the Seed Bag for the 'local dog.' It seemed dissatisfied and pouted before lowering its head to start munching on the buns.
A bun larger than my fist was swallowed whole by the 'local dog' in just two bites—remember, it swallowed without chewing!
In just a few bites, the 'local dog' finished off the buns I had given it. Then it lifted its head and stared at me with its tail wagging back and forth like a pet begging for food.
I understood its meaning and, with a bitter smile, took out a few buns from the Seed Bag. Why do I feel like this creature is exactly the same as the previous panda?
"Are you really a Pixiu?" I looked at the 'Earth Dog' beneath me.
"Absolutely," the Earth Dog swallowed the bun in its mouth. "And I am the only remaining Pixiu in existence."
"How do you know you're the only one? What about your parents? Aren't they also Pixiu?" I asked with amusement.
"My parents are both Qilin. I've always been the only Pixiu in the world," the Earth Dog said proudly.
"Wait, wait, your parents are Qilin?"
I've never heard of any law stating that Pixiu are descendants of Qilin, although there are some similarities in appearance. But if Qilin looked like this Earth Dog, I doubt anyone would consider them Auspicious Beasts.
What kind of misdeeds did your parents commit? Did they give birth to a son without an anus?
While there's no law stating that Pixiu are descendants of Qilin, there is a belief that Pixiu are one of the nine sons of the Dragon. However, none of the nine sons actually include Pixiu, so there has never been a reliable origin story for Pixiu.
The subject before me claims to be a descendant of Qilin. Wouldn't a Qilin go to the Jade Emperor to accuse it of slander upon seeing this Earth Dog?
After finishing its bun, the Earth Dog shook its head in satisfaction and then looked up just in time to meet my slightly disdainful gaze, which instantly made it furious.
"What are you thinking? Do you look down on this Pixiu?"
Who would flaunt their name as a Pixiu? Besides, I don't believe you're a Pixiu at all.
"You don't believe I'm a Pixiu?" the Earth Dog growled angrily.
"Listen to me, it's not that I don't believe you, but your performance is just too unconvincing. How about this: why don't you show me a bit of your power so that this ordinary person can have his eyes opened?"
The 'Earth Dog' glanced at the door panel with disdain. "If I could show my power, would I still be stuck here?"
"Then there's nothing we can do." I shrugged. "But why are you here?"
"You want to know?" The 'Earth Dog' looked at me with contempt, its mouth curling like a chamber pot. "Bring me a few dozen more of those dough balls from earlier, and if I'm happy, I'll tell you."
A dog trapped in the Bottomless Pit still dares to call itself 'master'? How shameless!
However, it is true that the Pixiu has a huge appetite; this little 'Earth Dog', not much bigger than two palms, has already eaten nearly an entire tray of buns.
"Fine, if you're happy, I'll give you some." I mimicked the 'Earth Dog's' words.
The 'Earth Dog' bared its teeth and sat down on the ground in a very human-like manner, its front paws crossed over its chest as it shook its head leisurely and said, "I don't want any. I've been starving here for so long; I'm not missing your little dough balls."
Oh, so you think just because I give you a little red you can print Renminbi for yourself? Who's afraid of whom?
Seeing that the 'Earth Dog' was ignoring me, I stood up to examine the door panel.
Above was the Ritual Platform, and through that deep pit was where I currently found myself. Unlike typical underground areas, there was no dampness here at all. Staying too long even made one feel a bit anxious due to the dryness. The space wasn't large, about the size of half a classroom; one end had a door panel made of blue stone, while the other appeared to be the living area of the 'Earth Dog'.
It seemed that the 'Earth Dog' was quite wary of this door panel, unwilling to go near it.
"Do you know what this is?" I pointed at the door panel.
"Hmph!" The earth dog turned its head, resembling a sulking child.
"Three buns." I held up three fingers and made an offer.
The 'earth dog' glanced at me, disdainfully opening its mouth.
"Four." I raised another finger, increasing my offer.
The earth dog stared at me.
"Seven! Take it or leave it!" Wow, this really is a 'Lucky Beast,' playing the price game so smoothly.
"Actually, I wanted to tell you when you offered three," the 'earth dog' said slowly. "I should keep my distance from someone like you; you'll never make a fortune."
Its reasoning was so sound that I found myself speechless.
"Pay first, then check the goods." The 'earth dog' extended a paw, palm up, looking like it was collecting a debt.
I tossed seven buns to it, but the 'earth dog' didn't eat them. Instead, it neatly stacked them in another corner.
"This used to be a piece of green stone, later carved into a door panel. It's one of the door panels of the Tang Emperor's tomb, used to guard the tomb," the 'earth dog' said lazily.
This was used for guarding the Imperial Tomb of the Tang Emperor? Such an important item? And it's just one of them? Where did the other one go?
"Then how did it end up here?" I continued to ask.
The 'earth dog' rested one paw—no, one claw—on its head, comfortably leaning against the corner while extending another paw, lightly beckoning with its index finger.
I understood and, with a dark expression, took out seven steamed buns and placed them in the corner.
The 'Earth Dog' glanced at me with the hopeful eyes of a young person and then used its paw as a toothpick, leisurely saying, "There’s a Ba pressing down behind."
Ba is not just any Bai.
Ba is a type of Zombie, but it is quite special. Regular Zombies are categorized into walking corpses, jumping corpses, and flying corpses. However, Ba is different. First, Zombies are formed through Corpse Transformation of dead bodies, while Ba is artificially created. The only people capable of creating Ba existed in ancient times; the methods for creating Ba have since been lost. The reasons for this loss are twofold: the requirements for creation were too stringent, and the methods themselves have been destroyed. Furthermore, Ba is stronger than other Zombies and is not controlled by the person who created it.
The first recorded Ba was the daughter of the Yellow Emperor, also known as Female Ba. Female Ba was originally a stunning beauty. However, during the great battle between the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou, she fell gravely ill. While Female Ba was weak, her soul was taken by a hound. To save her, the Yellow Emperor fused the hound's soul with hers. Although Female Ba survived, she was influenced by the hound; her temperament became violent, and a fierce heat emerged within her body, causing her hair to turn white overnight and her skin to become wrinkled.
Later, during the battle against Chiyou, the Yellow Emperor summoned the Rain Master to confront him. With no other option, he sent Female Ba into battle. Although she defeated the Rain Master, she ultimately fell to Chiyou.
Afterward, Female Ba's corpse became one of the ancestors of Zombies, known as the Drought Demon! Eventually, using Evil Technique, other Evil Spirits were refined into her corpse, resulting in what we now call Ba!
There are few recorded accounts regarding Ba, so when people generally mention Zombies, they often do not include Ba; thus, very few know about it.
However, the Yellow Emperor was quite unfortunate; he had only two daughters—one became a Zombie, while the other transformed into the sword spirit of the Xuanyuan Sword.
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