Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
The crisp sound of bells sounded distantly on the smoky mountain road.
Sitting on the back of a black donkey was a woman wearing red clothes and holding wintersweet.
She covered half of her face, but the exposed half of her face was even more full of mysterious charm.
Her bare feet were white and slender, dazzling in the dark night.
The cold singing spreads on the mountain road, just like the shadow in the night, it seems to exist, but it seems not to exist.
"One night, black hair turns to white hair, and the dead bones in the tomb are especially pitiful. The clouds are sparse and the moonlight is late and withering, so who cares about singing in mourning? After thousands of years of elegance, it is always boring, but it is about joy and sorrow..."
The woman sitting on the back of a donkey took off the red gauze on her head.
The slender eyebrows slightly swept across the hazy moonlight.
In the distance, half-looming, half-real or half-illusory, a city appeared at some point.
The lights, the wind and smoke, the laughter and music coming from the distance, and the noise were all crushed and scattered by the wind in the mountain stream.
This is of course very strange.
But the woman riding on the donkey is brave.
Since she was interested, she would not turn around and leave.
So she patted the donkey's butt and slowly walked into this weird city.
As soon as you enter the city, you will be greeted by a strong earthly atmosphere.
Pedestrians, businessmen, hawkers, friends arguing with each other, gangsters scuffling on the street, samurai maintaining order in the city, nobles holding Mei Ji smilingly in the attic in the distance...
The cold wind that seemed desolate when it blew in from outside the city seemed to have a bit more ambiguity when it arrived in the city.
It's noisy here, it's noisy, but it's also something people don't want to look away from, and can't bear to turn around and leave.
How many people live like a dog in a bustling city, but still hang on, perhaps just for this bit of prosperity and this bit of illusory warmth.
The woman in red is like a ghost. She is out of tune with the atmosphere of the entire city.
Riding his little donkey, he passed through the crowd gracefully.
On the stage in the middle of the city, a poor man was singing.
Her figure is very graceful, and her appearance is also very stunning.
But the woman in red looked at the woman singing on the stage without any expression.
"How is it possible? Xu Ji is the most stunning depiction of the beauty's appearance and demeanor among Wu Danqing's Eighteen Beauties. How could she not be tempted?" Hu Daguan hid in the attic far away and muttered softly. With.
Seeing that the woman in red seemed to be losing interest and showing signs of leaving, Lao Bai clenched the folding fan in his hand and said, "I'm going to find a way to hold her down first. You guys hurry up and think of a way. Don't let her get out." This is a colorful city."
In addition to liking beautiful bodies, the skin-changing mother-in-law also likes to meet handsome men.
Among everyone present, Lao Bai is the guy who best fits the profile of a handsome man.
In the bustling scene, a woman in red leads her little donkey through the crowd.
But at this moment, there was a whistle.
The voice is whimpering and the tune is melodious.
People all over the street couldn't help but stop.
In the misty moonlight, reflected by the lights, a young man in white jumped gracefully on the top of the tower, stepping on the moonlight.
Her peerless grace, handsome and elegant appearance, and her gentle and jade-like temperament are enough to make most women in this world hold their breath.
The woman in red led the little donkey and walked lightly past where the young man in white was.
She neither looked around nor looked back.
Lao Bai's appearance didn't seem to satisfy her.
The woman in red has already reached the gate of Chuxicaicheng.
There is only less than five meters left to leave here.
As for forcing him to stay... this is the last resort he would choose as a last resort.
"Amitabha! This female donor...have you and the young monk met somewhere?" A voice interrupted the tranquility in the bustling world at this moment.
It's like two completely different tones were suddenly and forcibly blended together.
The woman in red looked up.
He looked at the monk under the moonlight, and looked at the surrounding lights shining on his still green face.
The beautiful big eyes were suddenly filled with inexplicable water mist.
Glittering tears fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.
"Who are you?"
"Why...when I look at you, I want to cry?" That was a voice that Lin Xi was equally familiar with.
At this moment, as if driven by some unconscious 'instinct', Lin Xi, who was walking over, suddenly felt his own violent 'heartbeat'.
It seemed to be both excitement and some kind of heartache.
Lin Xi had some of this feeling in his previous life.
But then it was forgotten by the smoke and dust of the artillery fire.
After he transformed into a demon, sometimes what it felt like to be a human was a little vague to him, and all he retained were some memories and habits of being a human being.
"Little Monk Xumi, I have seen the female benefactor!" Lin Xi clasped his hands together and lowered his head slightly to hide the uneasiness in his consciousness.
He has determined that Monk Xumi has not really 'died'.
He still lived in this body, in some way that he couldn't quite understand yet.
"Sumi...Sumi! I've heard your name." The woman in red is the skin-changing mother-in-law. She looked at Lin Xi with a look that was filled with wonder, curiosity, and a hint of vagueness. The fear of being noticed.
Lin Xi suddenly raised his head, burning a lot of negative emotions, and looked directly into the heart of the skin-changing mother-in-law.
What he saw at first was chaos and nothingness. In the skin-changing mother-in-law's heart, the complex memories, various fears and vulnerabilities that had ever appeared were all presented before his eyes.
But these fears are not real fears, they are just temporary fears, just like being afraid of injections when you are a child, but you are no longer afraid when you grow up.
What Lin Xi felt at this moment was based on this state, which had increased and amplified hundreds or thousands of times.
After all, the reskinned mother-in-law was different from the target of Lin Xi's previous spying.
She has been around for too long. She is afraid that she cannot tell how much vicissitudes of life she has experienced as an old ghost for thousands of years.
But at the bottom of the skin-changing mother-in-law's heart at this moment, Lin Xi still got the answer he needed.
"Red jade... red wax!" Lin Xi clearly shouted out what seemed to be two names, but actually one name.
The expression on the woman in red's face completely changed, her panic began to expand, and at the same time, a deep affection filled her eyes.
She is complicated and struggling.
Looking at the skin-changing mother-in-law at this time, maybe... she was like Lin Xi standing on the lake, looking at her own reflection.
Red Wax is dead, but some potential things left in Red Wax's body actually affect the skin-changing Granny, an old ghost who has lived for thousands of years.
Perhaps it was a moment of obsession that had surpassed the memory accumulation of the skin-changing mother-in-law for thousands of years.
Lin Xi gave a wry smile, then turned to Granny Pi and said, "Let's talk!"
The original plan may have to be changed.
Now it is not a question of whether the skin-changing mother-in-law is willing to hand over her body.
But because the body of the red wax and the soul of the skin-changing mother-in-law have been affected, they may not be able to escape easily.
This is the only time the skin-changing mother-in-law has encountered such trouble in so many years.
The reason why she was anxious to return to Mangdang Mountain was to retreat into seclusion to sort out her soul, and to clear out all the things that did not belong to her from her mind.
