According to legend, more than three thousand years ago, demons came to the world. In order to destroy the three realms dominated by the gods, Demon Lord Mo Xie took the thousand-year-old demon bones and used tens of thousands of resentful souls as sacrifices to refine the evil bone soul bell. This bell is made of demon bone, with a texture like condensed fat, surrounded by demonic energy, and has a deep evil nature.
The ghostly sound of the Bone Soul Bell can capture the soul and cultivate demonic properties. The demons regard it as a holy object. Wherever the bell hits, the demonic energy surges, and a large number of people become monsters due to the erosion of the demonic energy.
The monster will eventually lose its consciousness completely and become the most loyal puppet of the demon clan...
In a small teahouse in Mengtan Village, the storyteller was telling the story of the melee between gods and demons more than 3,000 years ago, sometimes in a hurry, sometimes with sighs, and in a measured manner, as if he had experienced it himself.
"What happened next? What happened next?"
A girl of thirteen or fourteen said while lying outside the far window sill. She blinked and looked at the storyteller. This story aroused her curiosity!
"Where did you come from, you wild girl? Go, go, don't drink tea and don't cause trouble here."
The waiter in the teahouse was rude when he saw Lan Sheng. He walked towards the window while talking, holding the teapot in one hand and raising the other hand forward to wave a towel to drive him away. Obviously this was not the first time.
Her name is Lan Sheng. Her parents were killed when she was away from home when she was eight years old. She has been without a father or a mother since she was a child, and has no one to govern her. During her free time, she likes to listen to the storytellers in the teahouse telling some bizarre stories.
Because he often lay outside the window sill to listen, which affected the teahouse's business, Lan Sheng was not welcomed by the teahouse waiter. Every time he was seen, the waiter would come to chase him away.
After leaving the teahouse, Lan Sheng walked aimlessly on the street alone. When he saw the steam coming out of the steamer of the bun shop in front of him, he felt a little hungry.
He must have been hungry. He originally went out to find some food, but passed by a teahouse and was attracted by the storyteller. He forgot about the time and that his stomach was already empty.
But since I don't have any money in my pocket, I have no hope of eating the steamed buns. I have to find other food. I won't be greedy anymore when I'm full.
"Can you get the ball for us?"
A childish voice came, and two children were seen pulling at the corners of their clothes, looking at her with watery eyes, and their little faces were crying because the Cuju was stuck on the branch.
Lan Sheng glanced at the steamed buns in their hands and thought that today's food was settled!
He stepped forward and stood next to the tree, smiled and said, "Sister, I can help you get it, but I'm hungry! In return, can you give me your steamed buns?"
The two children shook their heads one after another, unwilling to give up the food in their hands.
Lan Sheng lowered his eyes and saw two copper coins in the hand of one of the children, and said softly: "Then it's not impossible for you to give me these two coins in exchange."
This time, the child agreed. In their hearts, money was far less important than the steamed buns in their mouths.
Lan Sheng took the copper coin from the child's hand, jumped up on the spot, passed his palm through the branches, and the Cuju fell to the ground.
"Xiaobao, Dabao, stay away from her, the bastard is cheating on my child!" A man in the distance shouted and rushed towards Lan Sheng.
This man was a gangster in the village. He had a muscular body and was usually domineering. Lan Sheng had been beaten by him many times before.
When Lan Sheng saw him, he unconsciously squeezed the copper coins in his hand, then let go and ran away.
The man behind him saw this and chased after him, shouting and cursing as he chased:
"You wild girl without a father or a mother, stop it quickly..."
"See if I catch you or break your legs..."
Lan Sheng didn't show any weakness, turned around and made a face, and said unceremoniously: "I'll wait until you catch me. I'll go to your house tonight and kill all your chickens to make roast chicken!"
In the blink of an eye, he was chased to the entrance of the village. Lan Sheng turned around and ran towards the woods outside the village. Seeing that he could not catch up, the man stopped panting and gave up the pursuit.
The forest outside the village has diverse vegetation, and from time to time there are chirping of insects and birds. It is a scene full of spring, and the sunlight penetrates the leaves to form beams of light, which is a unique scenery.
However, the villagers are not willing to go deep into the forest because this vibrant rainforest breeds rare snakes, insects, birds and beasts. If bitten by snakes and insects, they will be bedridden for several months at least.
Lan Sheng seemed to be born with an aura that disgusted these snakes and insects. She had never been attacked by snakes and insects. She was the only one who bit them in the forest!
That's why Lan Sheng always likes to run into this forest after getting into trouble. Anyone who chases her here will only yell and curse in front of the forest and will not continue to chase her.
Seeing that she and the man had distanced themselves, Lan Sheng also gradually slowed down and said to himself, "I'm almost exhausted, young master."
After a long run, Lan Sheng was now tired and thirsty, and his belly was already shriveled.
Lan Sheng continued to walk deeper into the woods. There was a small river in front of him. The water was clear. He could go there to quench his thirst and find some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger.
By the river, Lan Sheng knelt down and drank a handful of water. The water was crystal clear, and occasionally fish could be seen swimming.
Lan Sheng sat on a stone by the river, looked at the fallen leaves in the river, and took off his shoes.
There was no one around here, and she wanted to go down to the river to take a bath, mainly because the fish in the river were too lively, or the fish were too delicious! It's just that Ye Shengdi is too cunning, so he has only managed to capture one so far.
Lan Sheng was about to take off his belt when he happened to glance across the river bank and suddenly saw something floating upstream of the river.
Lan Sheng stopped what he was doing and took a closer look. He seemed to be a person.
As the river flowed the "unidentified object" got closer and closer, and the outline of a person could be clearly seen.
Lan Sheng muttered in a low voice: "It's really unlucky. He's not going to be a dead person, right? How can I take a bath with this young man!"
Even though Lan Sheng was naturally bold, he didn't dare to go down to check rashly. After a brief ideological struggle, Lan Sheng finally rolled up his trousers, stepped into the river, and dragged it up.
It was a man in a white robe, who looked to be about the same age as Lan Sheng. He fell into the river for some reason. Could it be that he went down to fish in the river and was washed down by the river? Fortunately, I'm still breathing.
Lan Sheng squatted beside him and looked at the man's face carefully.
His smooth and fair face exuded an angular and cold look, with handsome eyebrows and cherry blossom-like lips. He had such a delicate face, but at this moment, he was closing his eyes tightly and pursed his lips tightly. Seeing Lan Sheng's heart pounding wildly, his heartbeat began to beat faster without realizing it.
The little girl, who was just about to have her first love affair at the age of thirteen or fourteen, felt happy when she saw the extraordinary-looking man in front of her. She said to herself: "What a pretty boy. He has a very handsome appearance. He is fairer than the teacher in the private school."
Lan Sheng thought: "Maybe he drowned, right?"
Previously, at my aunt's house, Uncle Meng came home drunk and fell asleep. My aunt came up and slapped his cheek a few times, and he woke up. Then he vomited, and then he was completely awake, as if he had never drank alcohol. It worked every time. , it works wonders every time.
Thinking about this, Lan Sheng stepped forward and rolled up his sleeves, completely ignoring that the man with a celestial appearance in front of him had just made her lustful.
After a crisp sound, the man in front of him did not wake up as expected.
"I must have not struck hard enough."
Then there were several more crisp sounds...
It must be said that this method worked wonders. After a few coughs, the man in front of him turned over and spit out a few mouthfuls of muddy water from the river, and slowly opened his eyes.
Lan Sheng looked at him, his beady black eyes, handsome straight nose, and slightly red cheeks, making him even more handsome than before.
"What a monster." Lan Sheng murmured softly.
I heard Mr. Shu say before that the deeper you go into the mountains, the more spirits there are. The spirits with evil intentions will transform into handsome men and women and seduce passers-by, so as to attract people's spirits and improve their cultivation.
"Young Master, I was the one who dragged you up from the river. It was also I who beat...no, saved...you out of coma."
Lan Sheng put his hands on his hips and said to the man in front of him like a bully.
Although the origin of the man in front of me is unknown, he looks very well-dressed. Except for the village chief’s family, he is better dressed than most people in our village. He must be from a good family. He is holding his head and does not look very smart...
Having saved him this time, I am his great benefactor. I must give him a good beating and gain more benefits. I cannot let him think that I am easy to bully.
Suddenly I remembered what the storyteller once said: "There is no way to repay the kindness of saving a life. You can only tie a grass ring and remember it until you die." When talking about the emotional point, the storyteller did not forget to pick up the pieces of wood on the table and pat them, and said: There was a crisp sound.
I don’t need him to make a grass ring, as long as he gives me the sword on his back...
Ever since he turned over and vomited, Lan Sheng had taken a fancy to the sword in the sword bag on his back. The hilt of this sword is engraved with exquisite patterns and hung with red tassels. It’s so beautiful!
Mengtan Village is located far away in the mountains. The people have simple customs and live a life of working from sunrise to sunset. Apart from learning about the sword from the storyteller, this is the first time Lan Sheng has seen it in reality.
