Lotus

In a certain world, a crack suddenly opened in the sky, and a huge and terrifying black dragon drilled out of it. There was a faint purple light on the black dragon scales, which was the little magic energy left in it, covering the scales. The black dragon spit out a golden light in disgust, turned into a human body, and gave a bah, watching with a dark face that most of the demonic energy in his body disappeared again.

The human figure of the black dragon is also a handsome man, wearing luxurious black clothes, a red gemstone on the forehead exudes fiery light, only the hair accessories are very uncoordinated, the hair is tied high with a black ribbon, The satin ribbon hung down on the shoulders for a long time, instantly lining up the luxurious and elegant clothes a little more neatly.

"Little thing~ I tried my best to dissipate the demonic energy, and brought you out, so don't let me down."

Seeing the Buddha's light obediently floating in his hands, the black dragon put it away with satisfaction, and continued to avoid the detection of blood energy.

Since Fo Weiguang was swallowed by the black dragon, he tried to connect with the remaining Buddha light on the white lotus, but unexpectedly, his thoughts became more and more hazy, and an extremely strange person slowly appeared in front of him. The person felt inexplicably familiar, that person was wearing white clothes, holding a golden lotus in his hand, I saw him slowly handing the golden lotus to his hand, and said:

"Monk, I have come to ask you for a debt."

Before Fo Weiguang could see the man's face clearly, he saw that the golden lotus had dissipated in his hand, and the man also became blurred.

Not long after, his thoughts became clear, and when he looked up, he saw that he was already lying in the cuffs of a man in black. The man in black was full of the hostility of a black dragon, presumably it was the wounded dragon.

The spiritual energy here is poor, and the mountain road is rugged. I don't know why the black dragon came here?At this time, a shaky figure appeared in front of him. The figure was very distorted, his neck seemed to be broken by someone, and he stumbled when he walked.

Fo Weiguang was curious, and flew towards that person, only to see that this 'person' had already died, his face seemed to have been hit hard, he was so rotten that he couldn't see his face clearly, except that he could walk, he was almost dead.And the corpse held a striking white cloth in his hand. The cloth was stained with blood, and several bold characters were written: Senior Brother! !help me! ! ! ! !

Heilong also came over, looking at the white cloth rolled up by the Buddha's light, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "This person doesn't seem to be in a hurry, otherwise most of these words are useless."

"That's not necessarily the case." Fo Weiguang would think of things as normal, and couldn't help thinking that this person might be in danger. This white cloth looks like a strip of cloth on the sleeve, and the cloth seems to be a material commonly used by Taoists to exorcise evil spirits. Maybe this person is a Taoist priest who was seriously injured while exorcising evil spirits, so he tore off the only intact Taoist robe and drove the corpse to deliver a message for him.It's a pity that the black dragon couldn't hear his guess, so he could only put the white cloth back into the hands of the corpse man.

Heilong was seriously injured at first, and most of his demon energy was offset by his Buddha's light. Then, after breaking the space and escaping into another world through the secret method, the magic power on his body was completely exhausted. Now he is no different from ordinary people. Afraid of the black dragon, he is even more reluctant to save people.When Fo Weiguang thought of this, he couldn't help sighing, it seemed that the matter of transformation was imminent.

But Long Qian was extremely upset in his heart, let alone meddling in other people's business, he wanted to kill someone now.

So they walked away for two days, and finally saw a village. There was a cry of mourning and joy in the distance from the village, and yellow ghost paper floated from time to time in the sky.

'This place is very strange. '

Fo Weiguang flew to the shoulder of the black dragon, looking at the ghost paper flying from nowhere, he was very puzzled.But because of the serious injury, Heilong decided to ignore the trouble and turned around and left.

'Why go? ’ Fo Weiguang dangled back and forth in front of the black dragon, although he knew he couldn’t hear the voice of the light, he still said: ‘There is a lot of death in the village, something must have happened. '

However, this time, the dragon seemed to have heard it, and stopped to look at the Buddha's light. He seemed to be talking to him, and seemed to be talking to himself: "There is a bright and dead air exuding there, which seems to lure us to go. Go, then this seat will not go!"

Seeing that the Buddha's light in front of him seemed to understand, suddenly quieted down, and fell on his shoulder obediently, the black dragon couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth, feeling a little happier.

It's a pity that he wants to go, but some things don't want them to go. The black dragon walked countless times around the mountain road, and finally got lost on the mountain road completely. Hearing the strange sorrow and joy coming from afar, they kept turning in circles.

Black Dragon: "..."

Buddha Light: "..."

very good!You have offended me.

The black dragon's face was pulled down, and he looked angry, and the Buddha's light on one side could only flash in a friendly way. Finally, the black dragon walked towards the village down the mountain with a cold face, as if he was going to demolish the house.

The doors of every household in the village are tightly closed, and white lanterns and white cloths are hung outside each door. Occasionally, frightened weeping can be heard from some windows, which is as sad as the suona and erhu.

'Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo....

'Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

They saw a woman wearing a wedding dress suddenly appearing in front of them, with a heavy coffin on her shoulders, she walked slowly with her back to them, singing a weird little tune while crying and laughing, obviously in Crying and singing, but inexplicably with a festive tone.

The black dragon blocked his ears impatiently, and said coldly to the Buddha's light: "This cry makes me very irritable, and reminds me of my lingering son. The seat has already slapped and called."

Buddha's light: '...Namo Amitabha Buddha, sins and sins. '

At this time, the crying suddenly became louder and became incomparably shriller. I saw a procession welcoming the bride from the opposite side. Everyone was pale and stared blankly at something, but their faces were covered with red rouge, and their bodies Wearing a festive red dress, Buddha Guang found that the illusion in front of him suddenly turned into reality. The lights in the surrounding houses were extinguished, and the surroundings became dilapidated. Only the welcoming team remained unchanged. These people were breathing and their hearts were beating. It is very strange for a living person to have a dead body without a soul.

I saw the wedding team walking towards them, and the team carried not only sedan chairs, but also a coffin.A motionless woman was sitting in the sedan chair, wearing a wedding dress, but there was a strange noise coming from the coffin.

At some point, the bride who was carrying the coffin before suddenly sat on the coffin carried by everyone in the welcoming team, babbling and singing a weird little tune, which just blended with the joy of the welcoming team.

Only then did Fo Weiguang see the bride's face clearly. The woman should have been very beautiful when she was alive, but her current appearance remained on the distorted face that she never closed when she struggled and screamed before death, and the overwhelming resentment rushed to her face.

The singing had stopped, and a string of blood and tears flowed down the hideous face of the bride. She opened her mouth slightly, and uttered an extremely eerie tone:

"Leave!!!"

The author has something to say: Trouble Little Theater:

Dao Pingan (crazy): Who am I?where am I?why am i sitting here

Curse seal (dislike): The author said that let our only villain show his face and say hello.

Dao Pingan (crazy): Oh~ I want to eat you~ hee hee hee hee hee~

Curse seal (dislike): ... (six points)