Summer nights in mountain villages are very noisy, with all kinds of insects chirping, frogs croaking, rats scurrying, snakes mingling with dogs barking, pigs snoring, and birds fluttering at people.
In autumn, all of a sudden there was no sound.
It started to rain tonight, and it was cool and fell on the cement road of the country road. The raindrops fell on the cement road that had been warmed by the sun all day. The color immediately became lighter. The water droplets disappeared in a few seconds, and then there were a little more. If it fell on the side, it would disappear immediately, but the rain became heavier and heavier, and finally it was all wet, and formed into thin streams of water.
The autumn night, which was originally quiet and silent, suddenly became chaotic. Rain fell on the roof, leaves, cracked cement roads, distant and near. All the sounds were different, chaotic but orderly.
Shengqing was sitting on the roof of a house, and the rain fell on him and passed through him. After all, he was a ghost. @ESSENTIAL\/SHUKEG·No mistake first release~~
The locust tree in front of the village seemed to have endless fallen leaves, which were endless and seemed to submerge the entire mountain village under the dead branches and leaves.
The one above is not a metaphor.
A group of martial arts masters in the Partridge Room are like ants on a hot pot.
In the past few days, this small mountain village has surprised them countless times.
First, last night, a person suspected of being an immortal suddenly appeared inexplicably, then disappeared suddenly, and then jumped around repeatedly.
In the middle of the night, the uncle who often came to the small mountain village to sit, drink Coca-Cola and watch them work, and from time to time beat the king under the locust tree, turned out to be a fucking immortal.
Then in the middle of the night, a fool suddenly appeared with a terrifying talent for cultivation. He forgot his breath in one moment, started practicing cultivation with a cup of tea, and learned enough to open a sect in an hour.
It is no exaggeration to say that if compared with him, he and others are not even Kuchiki. Maybe if that person does not die, he will really be able to produce a sixth human immortal.
And now, what happened?
The leaves of the locust tree seem to fall endlessly, and when blown by the wind, they have the potential to cover the sky and the sun. The long river of dead leaves paved with locust leaves spurts and explodes on the mountainside where houses are sparse. After hitting the wall, it swirls and swirls, sweeping everything with its force. The momentum fills every gap.
The waves circled the mountainside and swept across the entire mountaintop. The turbid waves were empty and the sun and stars were dimmed.
A partridge flew out of the partridge room and fluttered its wings into the night.
A man dressed as a car mechanic was surrounded by everyone, noisy and asking what was going on outside.
"Stop it, stop it, I saw it."
The partridge flew into the sky and looked at the river made of locust leaves pouring down the mountain. Under the locust leaves appeared a white bone arm, and there were more and more of these bones, with countless skeletons pulling each other.
This is a long river of bones made of skeletons.
Stones surfaced one by one, disappearing and disappearing, with three big characters melting out of them - Wangchuan River.
"Wangchuan River? Have you seen the Wangchuan River?"
"Hey, dear, what does the Wangchuan River look like? Has the Wangchuan River appeared?"
"You can see it when you open the door now."
"...That's so unlucky."
The mechanic booed, and everyone around him did not dare to speak, including the female sword fairy, Huang Mao, and the crew-cut and petite girl who stayed overnight at the beginning. They all listened carefully to what he said.
They can probably be sure
This mountain village is very evil.
"A woman appeared sitting on a wooden boat, wearing a white skirt and long hair shawl..."
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"Isn't this Sadako?"
"Hey, don't interrupt him. Car repairman, please continue talking. What happened when that woman showed up?"
The woman with a "Jiang Nao" face raised her head and glanced at the partridge above. The partridge immediately flew down and stood on her jade-like forearm.
The man in the partridge room was stunned.
"How's it going?" The person next to me asked anxiously.
The mechanic blinked and said, "The eye was pulled out and the vision was lost."
Huang Mao sighed: "It's really useless."
The mechanic stiffened his neck and said, "You go ahead."
The monk on the side looked at the partridges a few houses behind: "Isn't there still one?"
The Taoist priest shook off his robe and said, "It's not good, my little brother gave us a place to stay, and he also harmed his partridges."
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The Taoist priest was stunned and said: "The bald donkey is rich."
"..."
"Jiang Nao didn't mind being dirty. She smoothed the partridge's hair and looked up at the goal of her trip.
Her voice was a little different from Jiang Nao's. It sounded like a silver bell: "Don't stay in the world after you die. Follow me back to the Zhenling River, and I will let you stand on the Naihe Bridge."
Shengqing shook his head. It was raining in the mountain village and there were no stars and moon. He was a little unhappy.
According to some calculations, there will be no rain tonight.
A ray of moonlight broke through the clouds and fell on the mountain village. The roofs and treetops were all covered with a layer of silver light. Other low-lying places were already crowded with bones.
"For thousands of years, immortals like me who have failed to overcome the tribulation have gone back with you, girl?"
"Jiang Nao nodded. The river made of skeletons must not be stable. It was bumpy and stumbling. She was like a sailor conquering the sea on a rainy night.
There was a skeleton pulling at the boat next to him. His hands were already on the hull of the boat, and half of his body was leaning forward. "Jiang Nao, raised the corner of his skirt, stretched out his feet to step on it, and stepped on it with both feet."
"Girl, go back, I don't want to go with you."
"This is not your decision. I am here to take you back tonight."
"Girl, do you want to fight with me?"
Partridges kept flying out from the small house in the distance. They stayed in the air for less than ten seconds before landing on the boat. As soon as they landed, another one flew out.
More and more partridges were standing on the boat, and the women on the boat did not harm them. A group of partridges behind them tilted their heads and stared with beady eyes.
Life is endless and seeking death is endless.
"Jiang Nao, you didn't talk nonsense to him."
Three skeletons emerged from the river of skeletons. Their bones suddenly connected with tendons, flesh, skin, and hair. The whites of their eyes appeared in the empty eye sockets, and an eye child appeared in the center of the whites.
Suddenly, three muscular naked men stood in front of Jiang Nao.
She looked at the buttocks of the three men and was silent for a while.
The next second, the three of them were wearing armor and equipped with weapons, looking impressive in the moonlight, while Shengqing opposite them looked thin.
He calculated three hexagrams for himself.
Nothing happens today, but the hexagrams are very bad.
Nothing happens today, but the hexagrams are very bad.
Nothing happens today, but the hexagrams are very bad.
"Sir, let me help you."
Someone seemed to be talking behind him, but there was no one.
If the hexagram appears again, good luck will come, and he will have nothing to do today.
The car repairman in the Partridge Room was already incoherent and recounted the external situation to the twenty-seven people around him. Two beings suspected of being immortals were fighting each other. The people present had goosebumps just listening to the recount.
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"Those three are none other than the Overlord of Western Chu, Flying Tiger General Li Cunxiao, and Tiger Chi Xu Zhu."
"So fast! I couldn't see the movement clearly. That person last night was torn into pieces all of a sudden? Fake, turned into leaves, holy shit... I lost my vision again."
The terrifying spiritual power fluctuations outside spread, and every time it was a shattering level, the people in the Partridge Room were itchy, but they didn't dare to go out to see it.
They are said to be practitioners, but they are still in the martial arts stage. Those old gods are not on the same level as them, and their various abilities are unreasonable.
Suddenly, those two terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations disappeared.
The people around were about to let another partridge out soon, when the door in front of the partridge's house was suddenly knocked, accompanied by a hoarse voice.
"Mei, please open the door. My mother-in-law is here to sleep with you. Please open the door."
The martial arts masters in the room were all excited. During the day, they had all heard the old hunter's story about the human hair woman.
What kind of evil thing is coming outside this door?
The spiritual power fluctuations outside the mountain village suddenly disappeared, and there was peace. What happened outside?
This village is very evil.
Feng Wuli, who was wearing pajamas, had no place to stay. He stood on the roof of a house and looked at the woman on the boat:
"Naihe Bridge Master? Why are you here?"
The woman on the boat chuckled: "Come and take away the man in front of me. I disturbed your husband's sleep. I'm really sorry."
Feng Wuli asked: "Why take him away?"
"This is the rule, I'm just doing things for the master."
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"Your master is Mrs. Meng Po?"
"I let it slip."
She is sincere.
Feng Wuli pondered for a while, then looked at Shengqing, who was still calm and calm, and then looked at the mysterious Naihe Bridge Master. He was wearing a mask and could not see his expression.
There was a river of bones underneath, and the moonlight shone on the three of them so quietly that he probably couldn't defeat any of the two in front of him.
But this is his uncle's house, and when he comes back he is worried that the village will be affected by these extraordinary powers.
Feng Wuli advised: "Don't fight here."
"Okay." Naihe Bridge Master agreed.
The other party simply had to let Feng Wuli be surprised.
"Why don't you stop fighting?"
"Um."
Shengqing: "..."
Feng Wuli's tone was uncertain: "Really?"
Naihe Bridge Master chuckled, the water level of the Skeleton River dropped, locust leaves emerged from the gaps between the skeletons, the stone tablets of the Forgotten River also dived under the dead bones, and all the partridges on the boat flew back to the partridge room.
“Sir’s face must still be given.”
"What face do I have?"
Feng Wuli asked, but the woman had already followed the wooden boat and dived under the dead bones. The bone river disappeared like a retreat, leaving only the locust leaves on the ground.
There is only one person and one ghost left in the mountain village.
Feng Wuli felt a little warm in his heart. It felt like his identity was not simple. The master of Naihe Bridge seemed to know him. Could it be that he was the reincarnation of some awesome person?
Will it affect the college entrance examination?
Feng Wuli looked at Shengqing: "Why did she come to arrest you?"
"Those who have failed to detain the Immortal Sect in the past and still keep their true spirits immortal will be extradited to the True Spirit River by the master of Naihe Bridge. This is the rule of Master Meng Po. _o_m "
"Is the bridge master very strong?"
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"If I stand in front of the Immortal Gate, I am no match for her."
"What now?"
"No."
"...So she is very strong?"
"No, it's just that I'm weak."
"..."
Feng Wuli yawned and was woken up again in the middle of the night.
"I'm so sleepy. I need to go back to sleep. How about you?"
Shengqing looked back and saw that it was indeed the old Orion's son who helped him just now. Now a ray of his true spirit has probably followed the Naihe Bridge Master back to the True Spirit River.
Shengqing turned around and bowed to the house.
Then he followed Feng Wuli back to the house at the head of the village. The moonlight illuminated the mountain road very clearly. Many locust leaves fell on the mountain road, and when stepped on, they made a soft sound like rubbing sand. The mountain village was quiet, except for the sound of the two people's footsteps.
He knew that the calamity of detaining the Immortal Sect was over, and he had become a strange thing stranded in the world like Wang Xilou.
In front of the Kuanxian Gate, he made many fortune-tellings for himself.
To return to Huaiqing, he has to make a big noise, let many people know that he wants to detain the Immortal Sect, and finally attract many people to Huaiqing, so that he can survive the disaster safely.
If it weren't for his disciple, he would have been taken away by Master Naihe. If it weren't for the young man in pajamas in front of him, Master Naihe would not have retreated.
He made a calculation and wanted to calculate the young man in front of him.
He saw an old man whose whole body was on fire giving him the middle finger.
"..."
If you don’t believe in evil, you will get another hexagram.
I saw a little girl who looked very similar to the owner of Naihe Bridge just now. She was five or six years old. She was studying in a bamboo forest with a loud voice.
Wipe it off and the hexagram will appear again.
I saw Wang Xilou in the past. He was sitting in the yard eating alone, but there were two bowls of rice on the table. He was sobbing on the table while eating.
No, this person has interacted with too many immortals or immortal-level creatures, and it’s impossible to calculate clearly.
At this time, in the Partridge Room, all the martial arts masters were lying down, and from time to time, they would say something in their sleep, which was probably not a good dream.
I don’t know when a red flower Lycoris sprouted at the door, swaying gently. It also has another name - Bana flower.
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When I returned to the house, I saw that the lights were on. I opened the door and went in to find the little zombie sitting on the bedside, putting on his shoes. He had a coat on top of his pajamas, and his hair was tied up in a bun and hanging in front of him.
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"What are you doing?"
Wang Xilou blinked: "What are you going to do? Why are you running out in the middle of the night?"
Feng Wuli told her what had just happened. Although Wang Xilou failed to become an immortal back then, he did not transform back into a true spirit, so he had not experienced this.
The two masters and apprentices really didn't want to understand. It was already two o'clock in the morning, thunder sounded outside, and the rain that had been suppressed for a long time gathered again and started to rain.
Feng Wuli yawned and went to bed.
The lights in the room went out, and the little zombie took off his coat, sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes and socks. The hard soles of his shoes made two soft sounds on the ground, and he lifted up a little quilt and lay down next to him.
They said good night to each other.
The autumn rain in the mountains outside was very cold, and the bed was not warm enough. Wang Xilou didn't need much sleep, and he couldn't sleep after he woke up.
Until she heard the gentle breathing of the person next to her pillow, she quietly raised her head, turned over and looked at his face, propped up her arms and clasped her chin to stare at him. She could only see an outline, but she was extremely satisfied. Just looking at him I feel at ease and smile from time to time.
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"Are you asleep?" she asked in a quiet voice.
Got no response.
The little zombie was a little disappointed, but just a little bit. It was impossible to wake him up to talk to him.
"I love you."
It was still angry, very quiet.
After a while, I came back to my senses when I heard a rooster crow outside the village. It was already dark outside the window, it was probably three o'clock.
She pushed her hair behind her ears, slowly lowered her face, put her soft and cool lips against his, closed her eyes, and just stayed together like this, using her softest part to touch him.
When he opened his eyes, he found a pair of eyes looking at him. _o_m
Wang Xilou: "..."
It’s so embarrassing for Master to be like this!
Feng Wuli understood immediately, closed his eyes again, pretended not to see anything, and tried to awaken Wang Xilou's little spirit of being a teacher. He should not molest his apprentice while he was sleeping.
As a result, the little zombie became angry and attacked him, even breaking his teeth.
"...Don't give up on yourself."
"Let Master have enough!"
"IM so tired."
"..."
Suddenly he was reluctant to disturb his rest.
"Auntie's pickled duck eggs are delicious. You can learn how to make them tomorrow."
Her tone was calm: "Master deserves to cook for you for the rest of his life!"
"Your cooking is delicious."
Feng Wuli turned over and let the little zombie rest on his arm. He reached out and hugged him like a pillow, with a pair of soft and warm feet stepping on his broad instep.
"Why are you hugging Master? Why don't you hug your duck eggs?"
Feng Wuli remained silent. Anyway, she would definitely go to school tomorrow, and she would definitely do it immediately after returning home. She was more interested in it than she even mentioned it.
The two of them talked softly and chatted, and soon, smelling each other's scent, they fell asleep together, and they didn't know if they were still hugging each other in the dream.
But looking at the corners of Wang Xilou's mouth raised when he was buried in someone else's chest, he must have been dreaming of his little apprentice.
It's not a monster.
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