There are always NPCs trying to harm me

Water dragon chant ([-])

Ye Chi felt that Yin Xuanyi's fingertips were slightly cool, and seemed to be slightly wet. He didn't understand what he was doing at first, but he came back to his senses in a blink of an eye, knowing that the water dragon groan in his body hadn't been relieved, and there was probably something wrong. .

When he asked Yin Xuanyi what method he used in the cave, he didn't answer, he only said that he suppressed it but didn't say how to suppress it, he was very cunning.

Ye Chi looked at Yin Xuanyi with piercing eyes, and was not worried that he would turn into a zombie at any time. He even cared about laughing: "Brother, so you can frown, I still think your facial features are glued to your face, and you have to flick them." Only by dialing can you change your expression." Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly jumped up from the bed, and before Yin Xuanyi was unprepared, he poked the corner of Yin Xuanyi's mouth with two index fingers, one on each side.

Yin Xuanyi stared blankly, Ye Chi had already burst out of laughter: "Hahahaha, you look so ugly when you smile!"

Yin Xuanyi: "..."

Ye Chi's head is basically a decoration, regardless of the occasion, he has to show his natural brain-dead temperament, it is rare for him to be serious when he comes back to the light, and his seriousness is very limited, he doesn't take his own life seriously, sometimes He cares about the minutiae, and sometimes he is more open-minded than a monk, and living a life depends on his mood.

After he had rolled around for a while, Yin Xuanyi pushed him down again, and he quietly said to Ye Chi, "I buried a drop of blood on your forehead, temporarily suppressing Shui Longyin's evil nature."

Ye Chi could only lie down, his eyeballs moved, and asked, "Your blood?"

Yin Xuanyi nodded slightly. Ye Chi's memory of the time when he couldn't control himself and just wanted to bite people was very vague, but he always remembered the smell of Anxiu wood in his nose. Anxiu wood and Yin Xuanyi have lived together for many years. It is not surprising that his blood can suppress evil .

Ye Chi was quiet for a moment, then suddenly said: "The dragon is dead, what will happen to the water dragon? Isn't the threat of water still there?"

Yin Xuanyi said lightly: "Shuilongyin is rootless water, and when the dragon is born, it will grow. Now that the body of the dragon is destroyed, the waterlongyin will dry up in a few days, and there will be no more."

Ye Chi was thoughtful: "What about the townspeople who are stained with evil spirits? Can't they recover?"

Yin Xuanyi didn't speak, but shook his head.

Ye Chi was taken aback for a moment, then fell silent.Yin Xuanyi looked at him for a while, the sleeve robe lightly brushed his face, and he whispered: "Go to sleep for a while."

His voice was about to fall, and Ye Chi felt sleepy, and after a while, his breathing became stable, and he fell asleep quietly.

Yin Xuanyi's fingers rested on the side of his face, the back of her hand lightly rubbed against his cheek, and her thumb split on his lips.His eyes darkened, he got rid of distracting thoughts, his right hand pierced into his heart, and a spiritual breath escaped from his fingers and penetrated into his chest cavity. His complexion immediately turned pale, the blood on his lips faded away completely, and the veins on his forehead were faintly visible. chug.

Enduring the severe pain, Yin Xuanyi dug out a drop of heart blood without hesitation, and the drop of blood rolled to his fingers with the spiritual flow, and bloomed brightly at the tips of his pale fingers.

He trembled unsteadily, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Ziyuan walked in muttering: "Put those people into Panlong Mountain, and don't let me see, what exactly does my sister want? Ye—elder brother ?”

With his back to the door, Yin Xuanyi turned his face and said calmly, "Go out."

Ziyuan didn't know why, but seeing that the color on Yin Xuanyi's face had faded completely, she asked worriedly, "Brother, are you feeling well?"

Yin Xuanyi still said, "Go out."

Zi Yuan bit her lip, turned around and went out, he closed the door, and said hesitantly at the door: "Brother, you haven't recovered your spiritual power yet, don't start cultivating again."

But there was no sound from the door, he pursed his mouth, moved away step by step, took two steps and suddenly thought of something, bounced and ran into another room, turned the screen and came to the bed.

There was a teenager lying on the bed, his body was roughly covered with a quilt, his pale chest and ankles were exposed in tandem.

His hair was unusually long, and a few strands fell under the bed, like a dark spring, glowing with a cold light.

It was rare for Zi Yuan to see boys, and this boy was about the same age as him. He wanted to be close to him, walked over a few steps, and pulled the quilt carelessly for him, trying in vain to prevent him from catching a cold in his chest.

When he pulled the front, half of the back leg was exposed, all the way to the heel of the leg.

Ziyuan looked back, and felt that the quilt was too short, even a boy couldn't cover it firmly, so he hurriedly turned to pull it back.

The young man's legs were slender and straight, as pale as his face, with circles of hair around the base of his legs, faintly blue. Seeing that the hair was tangled up strangely, Ziyuan stretched out her hand to help him loosen it, but as soon as her hand touched it, the hair slid off automatically. He took a closer look and almost cried out.

I saw a finger-thick dark green snake staring at it vigilantly with its head raised. The snake's head was rounded, its fangs were exposed, and its nose was erected on top of its head. It was really looking at people with its nostrils.

Zi Yuan looked again, the half-standing snake body was covered with delicate black scales, and there were two slender claws growing on its stomach, clearly it was a small dragon.

He swallowed a mouthful of exclamation, and looked curiously at the little dragon with its head held high. He had only seen it from books and records before, and it was the first time he saw it alive. It was fresh and exciting.

He immediately stretched out his hand to touch it, but the little dragon didn't bite him, but he didn't let him touch it, and slid his body "stabbing" into the quilt.There was a faint mark under the quilt, and after a while, he poked his head out from the boy's chest again, rubbing his big head with his nostrils in the sky affectionately against the boy's face, exhaled a little dragon's breath, and then coiled into a nest On the young man's chest, he looked at Zi Yuan vigilantly before burying his head between his body.

Ziyuan watched with wide eyes in surprise, and finally muttered in dissatisfaction: "One raises a doll and the other raises a dragon, why do I have nothing, hmph."

At this time, a clear voice came from outside: "Ziyuan, where are you? Senior Sister is looking for you."

Zi Yuan hurriedly jumped up, walked out the door while answering, and clearly pointed him in the direction: "Elder Sister is in a bad mood, be good, and don't make her unhappy."

Zi Yuan wondered, "What are you going to Panlong Mountain for? Why don't you allow me to follow?"

Zhao Ran froze, forced a smile, and said nothing.

Ziyuan became even more strange. He took two quick steps, but then slowed down, and knocked on Yanling's door without haste, and said politely, "Elder Sister, it's me."

Yanling said, "Come in."

Ziyuan opened the door and walked in. Yanling was sitting at the table. He instinctively began to reflect on what he had done that made Yanling unhappy, but Yanling said, "Don't stand at the door, come and sit down."

Ziyuan covered the door and sat down, without looking sideways, she didn't even know where she was wrong, she had already taken a step ahead and started to repent.But after he confessed for a long time, Yan Ling didn't say anything, just sat quietly beside him.

Ziyuan looked up at her cautiously, only to find that her complexion was not good, and immediately said: "Sister——Eldest Sister, what happened? Didn't Elder Brother say that Jiaolong has been solved?"

Yan Ling glanced at him lightly, and after a long silence, said softly, "It's nothing."

Ziyuan knew that he must have something to hide from him, but it was not easy to ask. Seeing that there was tea on the table, he poured a cup of tea for Yanling and handed it over quietly.

Yan Ling was stunned for a moment, then took the teacup, the tea was warm, and it gradually warmed up by pressing her cold fingertips, she slowly closed her eyes, but some pictures involuntarily appeared in front of her eyes.

Those townspeople infected with evil nature were biting each other on Panlong Mountain. She watched quietly and ended their lives without hesitation...

Yan Ling opened her eyes suddenly, and her pupils shrank suddenly. Zi Yuan kept looking at her secretly, she was startled immediately, stood up and blurted out: "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Ling trembled all over, but after a while her cold expression returned, she raised her eyelashes to look at Zi Yuan, and said calmly, "Go out."

Ziyuan smacked her lips twice quickly, and suddenly said harshly: "Is there anything you can't tell me, I've grown up, how long are you going to protect me?"

Yanling's face turned cold for a moment, and his mouth was full of ice scum: "You have been playing around all day, and your age is just too old! Look at your cultivation base, have you improved in the past few years? You still have the face to say that you have grown up! "

Ziyuan was also angry, and he suddenly yelled: "You only mention this to me every time! You never care about me! I hate you!" He turned his head and slammed the door out with great momentum. He knocked out two steps, then turned around and "touched" the door, even remembering to close it.

He walked a few steps with red eyes, and a string of unknown notes came out of his mouth, then suddenly squatted down on the spot, hugged his head and whimpered: "It's over, I'm going to be punished again, ahhh!"

Yan Ling stared at the door that was slammed shut, and actually smiled like a blossoming iron tree. She drank the tea in the cup slowly, and said softly to herself: "From the novel to the big hate, I don't know how to change the word." .”

She laughed for a while, her complexion gradually turned cold again, and she frowns without showing any emotion.

The Niangzijing incident was really not pleasant at all.

Nothing is perfect, people have no power to recover, and some things are irreversible after all.

The way he cultivated, the sword he held, and who was he pointing at.

……

Two days later, Ye Chi was finally able to get out of bed and walk around. His skin and flesh were more terminally ill than the princess disease in his heart.

There are dirge songs everywhere in Niangzijing Town, he is holding the ghost doll and walking leisurely on the lifeless street, Yin Xuanyi walks side by side with him, Ye Chi can't stop talking nonsense with him all the way, the central idea is Thinking of what to talk about, from the theory of the Big Dipper, the seven appearances and the two hidden things, to the fact that the child of the old Wang's family next door looks like the old Zhao who faces the street, they are basically nonsense.

Yin Xuanyi tolerated his nonsense very much, cherishing words like gold and indulging in them, watching his face carefully.

A drop of blood was faintly visible on Ye Chi's forehead, following the ups and downs of his emotions, it only showed its clues when he was excited, like a grain of cinnabar painted on the center of the forehead by the disciples of Goshen Palace, it was so beautiful that it didn't show its color.

They walked and turned to the Niangzi Well, which had already become a dry well. The old mayor said that they would fill it up so that it would not harm anyone anymore.

The wishing tree next to the well is lush with branches and leaves, and countless red-threaded wishing sticks are lingering on it. Ye Chi moved a piece of it cheaply, and read loudly: "There are two Anxiu trees..." He stopped talking and read on. .

There are two Anxiu trees in total, and the other one is in the hands of the holy aunt of the Old Mother Hall in Lishan Mountain.