Dachuan City is in a dark, deep mountain and old forest. This place is full of pitted swamps, and the forest is surrounded by a hazy mist that lingers all year round. If someone walks here, it is easy to get lost in it, or get stuck in the swamp and be unable to extricate themselves.
Above the sky, the bright moon is shining in the sky, shining a little light, falling here, reflecting a soft scene. Deep in the forest, there is a dilapidated thatched house.
Inside the house, candlelight flickered, emitting a dim light. With a creaking sound, the wooden door of the thatched house was pushed open from the outside, and soon a young girl wearing a cyan down jacket, blue jeans, and a black peaked cap walked in.
This young girl looks pure, tall, graceful, and charming. This girl is none other than Bai Chenxi's sister, Qing'er.
Qing'er walked into it, slowly took off his black peaked cap and kicked it into his arms. He bowed to the people in the thatched house with a serious expression and said in a respectful tone: "Elder Prophet, please tell Qing'er how to rescue my sister." !”
"Qing'er...why are you doing this?"
"I can't do anything about your sister!" In the innermost part of the thatched house, a thin old woman with gray hair and a kind face was sitting cross-legged on a bamboo mat on the ground, looking quite helpless.
"Elder Prophet, if you can't do it, then no one else in this world can do it!"
"As long as you can save my sister, I can do whatever you want me to do!"
"Even if it means... using my life in exchange, it's okay!!" Qing'er said with tears in her eyes and a solemn voice.
She has been dependent on her sister since she was a child. Her sister was trapped in the Tower of the Abyss by Grandma Snake and suffered a catastrophe. As a sister, the pain in her heart will only increase day by day, and her life will be extremely painful every day.
Now, only the prophet elders of the clan can save her sister from the sea of suffering. The Elder Prophet is the most powerful person in the entire Snake Clan, second only to Grandma Snake. She knows astronomy and geography for 500 years before and 500 years later. She is extremely powerful.
"I already know about your sister. She is greedy for the world of mortals and has violated the taboo of falling in love with a snake. It is reasonable to be trapped in the Tower of the Abyss. Just like your aunt, she had a relationship with a Taoist priest from Maoshan a hundred years ago. It’s really a pity to fall in love and end up losing love and love!”
"In this world of mortals, only the word love hurts the most! It's so sad!"
"Forget it...I'll give you a chance, old man. Whether you succeed or fail depends on your decision!" The white-haired old woman counted her fingers and sighed with a touch of bitterness on her face.
"I hope the elder can tell me something!" Qing'er knelt down.
"Go to Dadong City, a store called Maoshan Incense Candle Shop, and find a man named Zhang Fan!"
"This person can save your sister from fire and water!" The white-haired old woman closed her eyes and began to deduce.
"It's him?!" Hearing the sound, Qing'er was slightly startled. He didn't expect that the solution the elders told him was to find Zhang Fan.
She actually didn't have much fondness for Zhang Fan. She had only met him a few times and had no in-depth contact with him.
However, when her sister regained consciousness later, she fell in love with Zhang Fan, which she found unbelievable.
"Elder, can he really save my sister?" Qing'er asked worriedly. Because Zhang Fan is just an ordinary person who can't even defeat himself and doesn't have much strength at all. What can he do to save him?
"Okay, it's just..." The white-haired old woman sighed again, but hesitated to speak.
"Just what?" Qing'er asked.
"He is going to die. In about two months, he will die..."
"There is not much time left for you. You need to hurry up and find him and let him save your sister... Otherwise, once he dies, no one in the world will be able to save your sister..." ." The white-haired old woman slowly opened her eyes, as if she had figured out some secret through her own deduction.
"How...how could this happen? How could this happen? Elder, why did Zhang Fan die?" After hearing what the white-haired old woman said, Qing'er looked in disbelief.
She never thought that Zhang Fan would die. As the object of her sister's affection, Qing'er could not accept the outcome of Zhang Fan's death for a while.
"When he died... he was alone... it was raining heavily... there was only one person..."
"But at that time, it was also the day when your sister was freed, and it was also the day when many women were freed. There is no need to feel sorry for him... The life Zhang Fan walked was not his own life in the first place... .It's just a dove occupying a magpie's nest..."
"His good luck was forcibly raised to the extreme by some unknown beings. Once the two-month period comes, his luck will decline, he will die, and the life he occupied will return to its original owner. .....”
"Qing'er, please step back...let him do something for your sister one last time before he dies..."
"Okay, too many secrets have been leaked, and I am a little tired..." The white-haired old woman dozed off, waved her hands, and then closed her eyes.
Qing'er wanted to continue asking for some secret information, but before she could ask, when she raised her head again, she found that she had left the thatched hut at some point and appeared outside the deep mountains and old forests.
Seeing this scene, Qing'er sighed and had no choice but to bow in the direction of the thatched house, then turned around and left.
Time was running out. She had to find Zhang Fan as soon as possible and let him save her sister. Once the time came and Zhang Fan died, there would be no chance.
There was nothing Qing'er could do about Zhang Fan's death. She couldn't help him at all. But this matter cannot be told to her sister no matter what, it must be kept secret.
Once her sister finds out about this, she will definitely not be able to bear the blow. Not long after Qing'er left, in the thatched house deep in the mountains and old forests, the white-haired old woman, who had her eyes closed, raised her head slightly and looked in the direction of the wooden door.
At this time, the wooden door opened inexplicably, and the next moment, a blood-red balloon flew in strangely, and soon came to the white-haired old woman, hanging motionless in the air.
"You..." The moment the white-haired old woman saw the red balloon, her pupils suddenly shrank, and she only said one
The word "you", the next second, her neck was twisted into a twist by invisible force, and then the whole body turned into a blood mist.
Death without a burial place. After the white-haired old woman died, the red balloon slowly floated out of the thatched house, but it didn't fly very far before it stopped again, as if thinking about something.
Suddenly, at this moment, a clown's screeching laughter full of gloom and viciousness echoed in the air: "Just a little...spare that little snake's life..."
"If anyone dares to... leak the rules of the game... he will... be buried in hell..."...
