Nights in the Demon Realm often come suddenly with hurricanes. No one dares to wander on the streets. Every breath carries a strong smell of blood, and terrifying wandering spirits float in the air in the streets.
You can't hurt it, and it can't hurt you, but if you are hit by them, you will feel cold all over your body, and you won't be able to recover for half a month.
An Jue Lao tightened his hood and coughed a few times.
"Alas, when people get old, they can no longer smell the smell of blood."
Taking to the streets in the middle of the night, Mr. An Jue naturally prepared to go up to the city wall to find out.
Unfortunately, it was a step too late.
A nimble figure climbed onto the city wall in a few steps, cut off the iron chain hanging Tong Yishu, wrapped her in a white cloth, and carried her away.
Judging from her body shape and movement, there is no doubt that she is a woman, but she is not from the Hehuan Sect, let alone the Tong family.
Strangely enough, almost all Tong family members have joined the Hehuan Sect.
An Jue Lao disappeared and followed quietly.
The woman covered herself tightly, and even her outstretched hands were wearing gloves, showing that she had been prepared for a long time.
Mr. An Jue didn't follow her for long before the woman jumped into a small courtyard.
Firewood is ready in the yard.
The woman placed the body on the pyre and performed a ceremony that An Jue Lao had never seen before.
The atmosphere gradually became indescribably sad.
An Jue Lao looked at it for a long time, but couldn't figure out why. Maybe Tong Yishu had been kind to this woman, and she came to let her rest in peace.
It was really boring. An Jue was ready to take action. He also wanted to confirm whether those scratches were a hobby or an unknown symbol.
At this moment, the woman stood up and suddenly pulled out a boning knife from her sleeve.
The skin of Tong Yishu was completely peeled off by the woman. At the same time, the woman also gouged out two of Tong Yishu's eyes.
It’s a bit interesting.
After putting away the things she had stripped off Tong Yishu's body, the woman lit the fire, and the fire illuminated the entire courtyard.
When the woman put Tong Yishu's ashes into the jar, An Jue felt that it was time for him to take action.
An Jue always went for the woman's hood. He no longer cared about the scratches. The woman's behavior was already obvious. Now he was more curious about the woman's identity.
What would happen if someone raided you under normal circumstances?
At least ask someone, just to be polite, it's all subconscious.
The woman made no move, she just froze for a moment, then turned around and ran away, with no intention of fighting An Jue.
The wandering spirits above the Demon Realm are blocking the way, making it unsuitable for pursuit.
After running into several wandering souls, An Jue Lao gave up and continued chasing.
"chilly!"
He was an old man, and his old arms and legs were almost frozen to death. This woman was also a ruthless character, and she didn't make a sound when she bumped into a wandering spirit.
An Juelao touched his chin and suddenly thought that this woman could not be mute...
No matter how chaotic the outside world is, everything is quiet in Peach Blossom Spring.
In the deep peach blossom pool, Mande Mingzheng and Tuo Yanjun drank wine.
Man Deming is good at everything, but he can't control his mouth when he's drunk.
"Brother, I'm telling you." Man Deming blocked Tuo Yanjun's shoulder and sprayed the smell of alcohol on Tuo Yanjun's face.
Tuo Yanjun turned his face away in disgust and made no move.
"It's not peaceful outside these past few months. Someone dies every few days. Every month you go to Peach Blossom Land, you hear new rumors. It's a pity that it's not the right time to tell you."
Can't tell myself, Tuo Yanjun smiled, it seems that Man Deming hasn't come up yet.
Tuo Yanjun, who had no interest in drinking at first, took out the spiritual wine that was about to ashes in the space and started to persuade him to drink.
Without persuasion, Man Deming drank several glasses of spirit wine, and his mouth became as loose as a belt.
"Miss Suishan from Hongchen Pavilion is dead. I heard her neck was broken by a drunken troublemaker..."
Don't ask why there are still brothels in the world of gods and demons. Entering the world of gods and demons if you are destined to be immortal does not mean that you will definitely be able to become an immortal or have the resources to become an immortal. You have to live on, right?
Opposite Hongchen Pavilion is an Elephant House. Men and women are very equal, so there is nothing to make a fuss about.
After talking about it, there are many people who hide their secrets in the brothel.
Is it good?
Hearing Man Deming say this name, Tuo Yanjun spilled some of the wine in his cup.
Although he can't touch women, he still has to socialize.
Mentioning her suddenly, Tuo Yanjun couldn't remember her appearance for a moment.
I only remember Suishan as a very obedient girl who loves to laugh but is even more shy. Her biggest wish seems to be to learn to fly with a sword.
Every time she was dragged to Hongchen Pavilion by others, Tuo Yanjun would call her over.
She sat quietly next to Tuo Yanjun, never overstepping her bounds. Her crimson cheeks, in the eyes of outsiders, just meant that this girl named Suishan was too shy. No one thought about Tuo Yanjun, but she helped him block many things. .
Just die?
Tuo Yanjun was stunned for a moment. What would he do if he was dragged to Hongchen Pavilion in the future?
With a self-deprecating smile, Tuo Yanjun poured down the wine in his hand and asked, "Aunt Yao, are you still letting drunkards cause trouble?"
"How is that possible?" Man Deming drank the wine in his glass, "But the drunkard moved too fast. I heard that in the blink of an eye, the neck of Suishan who was innocently passing by was separated, and there was no chance to save him."
"What about the drunk?"
"Dead." Man Deming said casually and poured himself another glass of wine. "While being chased by Yaogu's men, he rolled down the stairs and got stuck on the leg of an overturned stool. He was killed on the spot."
Tuo Yanjun went to get the bottle of wine in silence.
"By the way, I also heard that Fairy Miaohua fell to her death while trying to paint the icy snow lotus on the top of Jueli Snow Mountain. No one is chasing you to paint your portrait this year. Are you relieved?"
Miao Hua Fairy?
Tuo Yanjun's impression of her was that of a very annoying eldest lady. She looked soft and weak, but had a very fierce temper. She said that she had a very mysterious temperament, and she insisted on painting a portrait of herself.
Being so annoyed by her, Tuo Yanjun agreed under the persuasion of others. She had to push the envelope even further, tearing it up after painting, saying that she was not satisfied and that she could not paint that kind of temperament. She would wait for a year to hone her skills.
Year after year, I would go to him every year, draw a picture, and then tear it up.
So far, Tuo Yanjun has not seen that portrait of himself.
"Falled to death?"
"Yes." Man Deming nodded and patted Tuo Yanjun on the shoulder, "Painting idiot, painting idiot, I once thought she was looking for excuses to pursue you, but now it seems that she is really dedicated to painting, to painting snow lotus. I dare to climb snow-capped mountains, I admire you!"
"This wine is good! Do you have any more?"
While Tuo Yanjun was deep in thought, Man Deming shook the empty wine bottle and asked.
Tuo Yanjun wanted to say that it is better not to drink too much spiritual wine, but it seemed that Man Deming clearly had something to say, so he took out four or five bottles from the space and handed them to Man Deming.
Man Deming laughed, "Good brother!"
"Brother! It's really not peaceful this year. Just tell me, Mr. Yao Miao, why did he provoke the people of the Kuanquan Sect when he has nothing to do? You also know that the Kuanquan Sect is full of crazy bitches, and they will kill a hero when they see one. Beat, I heard that Young Master Yao Miao was beaten to death by a group of crazy bitches from the Kuquan Sect."
Tuo Yanjun frowned, "What did he do to offend Kuan Quanzong?"
Lord Tuo Yan was deeply impressed by Mr. Yao Miao.
Young Master Yao Miao looks handsome and looks like Pan An. He has many admirers. Every time he goes out, female nuns throw purses and handkerchiefs at him.
But he was allergic to the smell of powder, so he hated women, but his tutor did not allow him to speak harshly to women, so he was particularly envious of Tuo Yanjun.
