In the main hall, Wu Gen calmly put down the boy in his hands, still holding it in his arms, and said with a flattering smile, "I just wanted to scare you, I didn't intend to really throw it." Nonsense, it's not like I haven't seen how powerful this woman is, you idiot. Only then can you be tough.
The woman seemed to be a little slow to react. After a long time, she turned her head to Wu Gen and started speaking word by word, "Are you from Beizhou?"
Wu Gen was stunned for a moment. The elegant words spoken by the other party were a bit lame. It took him a while to realize, "That's right. I'm passing by this treasure land, so there are so many interruptions." Then he pressed his lips into his arms and said with a wry smile, "Can this person be okay? Put it down." The boy in his hand became heavier and heavier, and Wu Gen felt that his arms were about to be torn apart.
After staring blankly for a long time, the woman nodded slightly and said, "Xuetong, stop fooling around." The boy chuckled and made a face at Wu Gen.
The boy in his hands suddenly became lighter. Wu Gen was caught off guard and threw the boy high into the air with both hands, heading straight to the top of the palace.
Seeing the boy flying out, Wu Gen turned pale. If he fell to death, would he be able to walk out of this hall? In desperation, he stared at the boy who was still in the air, stretched out his hands, and moved his feet, trying to catch him before he landed.
The boy drew an arc in the air and fell. Wu Gen took a few steps, but unexpectedly hit something under his feet. He staggered and his body flew out. With a thud, Wu Gen hit the woman hard.
Looking at the slightly surprised woman, Wu Gen quickly stood up in embarrassment, but the more anxious he was, the easier it was to make mistakes. The ice slipped under his feet and he grabbed the woman's clothes. Maybe the woman's clothes were not very strong, or maybe Wu Gen's hands were too strong.
Stab, some of the woman's clothes were torn off, and her fat shoulders were exposed. At this time, Wu Gen's mind went blank for a moment, and he immediately realized what a terrible thing he had done.
In panic, Wu Gen let go of his hands and tried to get up from the woman. But the other party's clothes were made of unknown materials and were extremely slippery. Wu Gen slid down the other party's body, and while his hands were dancing randomly, he grabbed the red rope on the woman's wrist, and there was a small bell tied to the rope.
As soon as he touched the bell, Wu Gen couldn't help but feel shocked, and a powerful impact reverberated in his mind. The soul fire vibrated violently, the sea of consciousness appeared, the soul song began, and the vision was vast.
As the music echoed, Wu Gen felt like a thread, twisting and floating in the air of nothingness. Ahead, a red silk thread floated, flying slowly and quietly, just like a hair in the stream, drifting leisurely with the current.
The two threads meet, intersect, and become entangled with each other. With the ups and downs of the soul song, it dances, hovers and lingers endlessly. As the silk thread danced, Wu Gen felt his heart throb, and an indescribable feeling of comfort came, making people intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.
In the main hall, everyone looked at everything in front of them with dumbfounded eyes. Wu Gen didn't know how to eat, so he held the woman in his arms for a long time and refused to get up. Xue Tong, who had just landed behind the woman, his black eyes widened and his mouth opened wide enough to hold his fist.
"Is Wu Gen teasing a good girl in public? It's too much." Baoxiang was a little indignant.
"Young disciple." This was Feng'er's conclusion.
Qiao Ben gave his thumbs up, "It seems that the Wu Genming clan and his party have let themselves go."
Xue Tong's sharp voice sounded, and the two threads danced hastily, trying to separate from each other. But the busier and messier it became, the thread became tighter and tighter. Finally, after a lot of effort, they were separated.
Wu Gen finally woke up from his confusion. Looking at the somewhat bewildered woman in front of him, he rolled and stood up, still holding the torn off red thread in his hand.
Xuetong walked over in shock, reached out and took away the red thread from Wu Gen's hand, looked back at the woman blankly, and then looked at Wu Gen
The woman frowned, and the wind and snow outside the palace became stronger. Crystal snowflakes flew into the palace, first small and small, fluttering gently like catkins. Then there were more and more, one after another, the wind was twisting the snow, and the clumps were flying one after another. In an instant, the whole hall was filled with wind and snow.
After gently adjusting her clothes, the woman stood up slowly, walked straight across the ice table in front of her, and came to Wu Gen in a slow and steady manner. calm
There was some fear, anger, hesitation and confusion in his eyes.
Silently, the woman passed through Wu Gen's body like a shadow. His originally solid body turned into nothingness, and he walked towards the entrance of the palace step by step without looking back. Wherever he passed, everyone got out of the way. The white hair fluttered with the wind and snow, and gradually melted into the endless snow outside the palace.
Xuetong stood beside Wu Gen who was also at a loss. After a moment of hesitation, he tied the red rope in his hand to Wu Gen's wrist. Wu Gen shrank his hands in fear, and Xuetong suddenly became angry and stared at Wu Gen fiercely like a beast. As long as Wu Gen refuses again, he will pounce on him the next moment, the kind that will not stop until death.
Wu Gen stretched out his hand cringingly, and Xue Tong gently tied the rope around Wu Gen's left wrist. After looking at it for a long time, he seemed to be very satisfied with the knot he had tied. Then, Xuetong grinned at Wu Gen, and his body turned into a piece of wind and snow, flying out of the hall. Wherever he passed, the snow on the ground flew up, like a snow dragon, roaring out of the hall.
With a whoosh, the door of the hall slammed shut, and the sound of wind and snow stopped abruptly. It gradually darkened in the main hall. Shui Congyue and others walked up to Wu Gen with complicated expressions and looked at the red rope and cyan bell on his wrist.
Everyone knows that this rope and bell are not simple. Whether they can get out of the snow mountain safely depends on the current owner of the rope, Wu Gen.
Looking at the somewhat complicated looks in everyone's eyes and looking at the red rope on his wrist, Wu Gen sighed, "It was just an accident. I didn't do anything."
"Hey. You didn't do anything for so long." Baoxiang's disdainful voice sounded, "Although you didn't do anything to that woman, you pushed her to the ground as soon as she entered the door, and in front of so many people. In front of you, Wu Gen, I have misjudged you in the past. Shameless."
Feng'er walked up to Wu Gen with her head held high, "We don't know whether it's unexpected or not, but it would be surprising if there was no explanation for the rope. I am also a woman. Once such a cold-tempered woman gets angry, haha, that's What are the consequences? Wu Gen, you are really in trouble."
Wu Gen's face turned pale. Although he couldn't explain what the strange feeling just now was, it was definitely not a good thing. "I returned the rope and bell to her." I tried to untie the red rope from under my wrist, but strangely, the seemingly thin rope could not be pulled off after a long time of effort, as if it was glued to the skin. Together.
"What should I do?" Wu Gen raised his head in despair. .
"Try it with a knife?" Qiao Ban suggested hesitantly, but was immediately turned back by the angry looks of several people. Nonsense, didn't you see the boy's expression just now? If the rope was damaged, these six people and one bird would probably die in this palace.
"Wu Gen, I think you should have a good talk with that woman and find a proper way to avoid beating her as much as possible." Shui Congyue said seriously.
"Yes, I think we may not be able to fight. Since the other party just locked us up here and did not take any further action, it means there is still some discussion. I think that girl is not unreasonable. Wu Gen You have such a sweet mouth, you can't coax..." Qi He's eyes flickered, it was rare for such an honest man to come up with such a bad idea.
Suddenly, Qi He felt a chill on his back. He turned around and saw Feng'er's eyes that wanted to kill someone. He quickly said sternly: "Wu Gen, no matter what, it is always wrong for you to molest others. If a man wants to Take your responsibilities and never do anything irresponsible."
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. You heartless ones, if something happens, I'll be the one to blame for the pregnancy. Do you have any sympathy?" Wu Gen muttered, and walked to the door to go out to find the woman to explain. But after holding the door open for a long time, it didn't move at all. He turned around and spread his hands, "Look, it's not that I don't go, they won't let you out."
Seeing that they could not go out, the six of them had no choice but to rest in the palace, eat some solid food, and wait for the woman's trial.
Until dark, the woman never came back.
Sitting in the cold and dark hall, Wu Gen rubbed the bell on his wrist with a serious look on his face. I don’t know what this unknown bell is, but when I touched it for the first time, it directly appeared in the sea of consciousness and started a soul song.
Although it seems to be the same as an ordinary bell now, there is no response. But there is always a feeling that it is not that simple. Moreover, with the bell in hand, I feel inexplicable
There is a feeling of peace of mind, and the original uneasiness after the destruction of the soul villain is gone.
While he was thinking about it, Baoxiang's voice sounded, "You tell me, this place is so big, but how come there are so few people there? Who built this temple? Besides, I always feel that that woman doesn't look like a human being, but she seems to be..." A ghostly existence.
By the way, is it really the old female ghost who comes to absorb our yang energy at night? "Said, Baoxiang looked at Wu Gen, "Wu Gen, why did you provoke these evil things? I think when you return to Zhao country, you need to find a Feng Shui master to take a good look at it and get an amulet or something. "
"Guard you, I'm a soul master. I won't hide away from any evil spirit that encounters me." Wu Gen said angrily. Suddenly Baoxiang jumped up with an ouch, "Who, who hit me?" Everyone looked at Baoxiang like a fool, not knowing why he was so crazy.
"Someone really hit me." Baoxiang covered his face in grievance and looked around for the person who made the move. Everyone saw that his expression didn't seem to be fake, so they couldn't help but become a little nervous, and each took up arms.
There was a chirping sound, the hall suddenly became bright, and four boys appeared out of thin air in front of everyone. One of the boys was the snow boy during the day. Judging from their clothes, they happened to be two boys and two girls.
The four boys jumped to Wu Gen's side and hung on Wu Gen's body. Some people were sitting on top of their heads, others were stepping on their shoulders, chattering. From time to time, he would pick his mouth with his hands and touch his face, looking very curious.
Wu Gen could tell that these boys were speaking a common language in Dayizhou, and he had learned some of it when he was in the Ming clan. These children seemed to be commenting on their own appearance, and they seemed quite satisfied.
It feels like someone is on a blind date, and the other person's family comes here to check out their appearance. "That's enough, enough is enough." Wu Gen pulled down a boy who was tearing his hair. The other party hugged Wu Gen's neck with a smile, put his nose close to sniff, and turned to say something to the other three companions.
Suddenly, the bodies of the four boys were several times heavier. Wu Gen's body was pressed heavily and fell to the ground, unable to move. The children were crawling around Wu Gen's body, sniffing him from time to time, and talking among themselves.
Baoxiang rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and lift these children away, but was pulled back by Shui Congyue, "Don't worry, these people probably don't mean any harm."
The four boys seemed to have finished their discussion and got up from Wu Gen. They nodded and walked to the door. With a slight push, the palace door opened, but the four of them disappeared again.
Wu Gen and others looked at each other, wondering what the other party had in mind. Soon, four boys appeared in the hall again, carrying a few snow rabbits and throwing them to everyone, and left laughing with each other. Before leaving, he closed the palace door tightly.
