The Secret Daily of Sword Spirit

Facing such a palace lord, I suddenly didn't know what to say.I can't understand the pain.

Although I am Jian, I have no relatives, but Bai Li, Heyue, Kidney Deficiency, Zhangjiao... If I have relatives, they will probably be them.

Watching them die in front of them, they can't do anything, but they can't hate the perpetrator.Such despair, I can't even cry.

Why is it always like this between humans and demons, and what went wrong?

The nymphomaniac looked at my expression and suddenly laughed, "Looking at your pain, it's like your own sister died. That happened 700 years ago, and I have done everything I should do." Now that I mention this matter again, I don't feel so uncomfortable anymore.

But it's also interesting to say that Bai Ze was in more pain than me at the time.Although he didn't say anything, since he saw the gorgeous dress made of his sister's fur, his temperament changed drastically.Treating human beings is no longer half-kind.He thinks he gave human beings the right to make mistakes, so he wants to take everything back.You also know what happened later, he ignited raging karmic flames in the world, forcing Lihentian Buddha to come to the world to surrender him personally.And I... I have always followed him wholeheartedly.We have a common hatred in our hearts, like two wounded beasts, we can only lick each other's wounds in the dark, at that time, I can do anything for him. "

"Speaking so ambiguously, and licking each other's wounds... You probably like Bai Ze..."

"Maybe~" He gave me a wink, "But now I only have you in my heart~"

"Get lost..." I scratched my head, "Then if you like Bai Ze, how do I know if you will run to help the people in Jiuli after the curse is lifted?"

"No more..." The nymphomaniac's eyes are a bit blank at the moment, "I have forgotten a lot of things, but I always feel that something happened in the past that changed my mood greatly. I am already tired I don’t want to plot any hegemony anymore, actually I don’t really care if this curse can be undone, what I care about is the person in that painting.”

Unexpectedly, this nympho is also a kind of love in essence.Usually, he is always not serious, and when he sees a beautiful and handsome guy, he will wink at him, but on the other hand, he is extremely beautiful, has a wealthy family, and even if he is cursed, he is still very powerful. There is a white moonlight and an extremely miserable king. Isn't this the evil and domineering president that often appears in those little yellow books on the market?

"What are you masturbating over there?" The nymphomaniac was dissatisfied with my reaction.

I immediately sat upright, and said with a serious expression, "Then, what can you do when you think about it? That person is not a thousand-year-old bastard, how could he still be alive? What's more, aren't all the people who used this curse dead? ""You're right, I can't do anything." The nymphomaniac replied indifferently, "But if I know that I will die the next day, that's my peace."

What an exaggeration...

However, I admire his persistence. He knows that his heart may be broken, but he is determined to fight for the truth without hesitation.

Unlike me, I just hide like an ostrich, pretend nothing happened, and don't explore my past.That's why I even forgot about that person...

"However, the Scarlet Blood City Lord actually knew that the curse was related to Jijian Ridge, which means that Jiuli has been staring at me for a while. We need to be more careful in our actions in the future." The nympho knocked the soot out of the window, absent-mindedly Said.

I picked up the wine jug on the small table and poured two glasses, then handed him a glass, "Nympho, I'm talking about you today, I admire you with admiration. I respect you!" After speaking, I drank the wine in one gulp.The nympho also raised his glass to me chicly, opened his mouth and poured the wine into his mouth.The slender neck is as elegant as a swan, and the Adam's apple slides up and down, making me a little dazed.

For some reason, I remembered that the drunken master came in Pangu Forest back then... I shook my head vigorously to shake off that segment.If I am not careful, these pictures will come out. It will take a few hundred years before I can forget all this, just like I forgot Lihentian Buddha...

Although this big white elephant has a considerable size, its speed is unambiguous, and it can travel thousands of miles a day for less than five hundred miles, but it is like playing.That afternoon we entered the country that was full of thorns.The bushes here are dense and full of spikes, which is too much for a white elephant.The nymphomaniac looked ahead, and suddenly ordered, "Qi Xing, you wait here with everyone, and Ya Jiu and I will go in alone."

The big beauty immediately widened her almond eyes, "Ah? How can the Palace Master do this! What if the sun doesn't come back before sunset..."

"Don't worry, there is Yajiu, the magic sword that can make the demon emperor vomit blood when he is mad, can one of you not be able to beat the five of you? Isn't it?" I'm afraid I'm going to be forced to take three steps back...

Qi Xing didn't dare disobey the nympho's order, so he had to stay nervously.The nympho carried the painting on his shoulder, hooked my shoulder and dragged me into the grove.I looked back at the five beauties who waved at us. Why do I always feel that I have been trafficked?

After walking for a while, I saw a huge thorn tree in front of me. The thorns were as thick as an arm, and they were densely woven together to form an airtight wall. No.Those thorns are all entwined with rose vines. At a glance, there are only flowers and thorns behind them. If they walk over, they will not be tied into a sieve?However, the nymphomaniac obviously didn't take this seriously, smiled calmly, and suddenly colored light burst out from his body, and in an instant, he transformed into his real body - the tall, mighty, gorgeous and magnificent forest god.

He glanced at me, then slowly knelt down and said, "Come on."

"Again?" I still vividly remember the scene of being hit in the face by a tree branch when I was riding on his back last time... This time it wasn't a tree branch, but a fucking mace...

"Hey, do you know that being able to ride on the back of a Nine-Colored Deer is a treat that even the Da Luo God can't enjoy!" The nymphomaniac was dissatisfied with my hesitation, and arched me with antlers.In order not to appear too cowardly, I had no choice but to climb up in fear, muttering, "Ghost...why do you like being ridden by me so much..."

I don't know if he heard my muttering, but he rushed out without any warning.I yelled and grabbed his antlers. Seeing that I was about to be pricked by those sharp thorns and blood was spattered ten steps away, I closed my eyes in fright but didn't hit anything.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a rather magnificent spectacle.The thorns in front of us twisted and wriggled to the two sides as if consciously, weaving into a rapidly extending corridor of thorns, and mottled light and shadow quickly flew past us.I lowered my body and lay on the nympho, watching the thorns parting a few feet in front of me. I was so excited by the thrilling sight that I couldn't help laughing out loud.After rushing out of the thorns, the nymphomaniac didn't stop, but carried me across the field like flying.In the embrace of these mountains, lies a peacock-blue swamp.The vegetation around the water lake is lush and lush, and there are even flocks of cranes swaggering past among the trees.

Presumably this is the Mengze that the vixen is talking about.

The nymphomaniac walked slowly along the lake, and after a while, he saw a hut standing on a sandbar.

I saw the radiance in the eyes of the Nine-colored Deer, which seemed to be full of hope.He took human form and hurried towards the hut, followed by me.

In fact, I am also somewhat curious about the person in the painting.I guess, could that be the sword father who cast me as a sacrifice to the master of Jianling?

There is a vegetable field planted in front of the simple wooden house, and many strange flowers and plants are drying in front of the door.In front of the eaves, there are many strange feather and tooth-like hanging ornaments. I even saw a dried crow carcass hung in front of the window.I have long heard that those who practice witchcraft are used to tinkering with blood, internal organs, teeth, eyeballs, and other heavy-tasting things. When I saw it today, it was indeed the case.

As soon as he approached the door, he could already smell a strong smell of herbs. Just as the nymphomaniac was about to knock on the door, the door opened by itself.

The person in the house had a long beard, disheveled hair, and a very ugly face with bumps and holes.At first glance, I thought it was a monster, and I took half a step back in fright...

What did he create in his previous life to be able to produce this appearance...

The wizard looked at us warily, and before we could speak, he said in a tone full of refusal, "I know who you are. I have divination, and I know that trouble will come to you today. No matter what you want from me Please return whatever you get." Don't look ugly, this man's voice is fresh and pleasant, the voice of a standard handsome guy.If you don't look at the face and just listen to the voice, many little girls might not be able to control it...

I hurriedly grabbed the door to prevent him from closing it, and smiled apologetically, "Uncle, don't tell me, we just ask you something, no matter how expensive it is, tell us, we are not short of money."

The wizard saw me, looked at the sword on my back, and snorted, "The sword has no master, and there are only two ways to go, either madness, or the sword spirit dies and becomes a dead sword. The breath of your sword Unsteady, there is a possibility of being possessed by demons at any time, so hurry up and go back to your master." An ordinary sentence pierced my heart like a sharp arrow for some reason.My face turned blue, and I couldn't help but took a step back.

The nymphomaniac took a step forward, not just intentionally or unintentionally blocking me from the wizard's sight, "Since you know we are trouble and you came to open the door for us, you are actually a little curious about this 'trouble', right?"

"The provocative method is useless to me, let's go! I still need to do medicine."

"I heard from the lord of Scarlet Blood City that you were looking for a kind of red-leaf wormwood that has a strong effect of warding off evil spirits and exorcising poison, but this thing is extremely rare, so you haven't found it yet, have you?"

Hearing this, the wizard's expression changed subtly.He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you have red leaf wormwood? It's impossible... that kind of grass is extinct..."

The nympho smiled, "I don't have it, but my friend has it." He said, looking back at me.

Me: "Hey???"

"Remember the kit I gave you?"

I suddenly realized, and quickly took out the kit.Could it be that some kind of strange evil-repelling grass is contained in it?

The nymphomaniac smiled contentedly, "This kit is what you want. However, it depends on whether my friend is willing to give it to you."

I was just about to say that you gave it to me, the nymphomaniac, but after thinking about it, I suddenly realized that the nymphomaniac was trying to vent my anger on me... just because the old wizard deliberately pretended to provoke me just now...

Seeing the sorcerer looking at me eagerly, but he was too embarrassed to put down his face to ask for help, I also slightly bent the corners of my mouth, pretending to regret and said, "Oh, this is my favorite sachet, how can I give it to others casually?" gone?"

"I... I'll just take a little..." the wizard whispered.

"Someone seemed to say that we are a big trouble just now. Nympho, let's go. You have to be a man of quality. How can you make trouble for others?" I politely nodded at him and dragged Nympho away, but I just took a step The sleeves were suddenly grabbed by a pair of slender hands.

Oh my god... This hand is also very beautiful... But why is the face so crippled?

"I was rude just now. What are you two asking for here? Why don't you go into the room and talk about it." The wizard looked a little pitiful now.I couldn't help but be shocked, why is it a treasure to just take anything out of a nymphomaniac?Nine-colored deer themselves look so cute, it's no wonder people want to catch them...

After a while, we were already sitting in this hut full of herbs and a strong pungent smell.The nymphomaniac put the painting and the remaining fragments on the table that the wizard had just cleared, and the two of them looked at it very seriously.I walked around the room, fingering all sorts of weird fabrics hanging from the ceiling.There is a slight evil in this room, I don’t know if I’m thinking too much, but looking at the animal carcasses soaked in the jar, I’m really worried that this person is not a wizard, but a perverted killer...

The nymphomaniac said to the wizard at this time, "Since I went to Jijianling, the symptoms of headache have eased a lot, and the painting has been completed faster and faster. But for some reason, there are only the last ones left. The thought of trying to put them back together makes my head ache like it's going to explode, and I'll be very groggy for the rest of the day."

The wizard looked at the picture for a while, and suddenly laughed, "It seems that the person who cast the spell on you is not cruel enough."

"what?"

"This curse is the forbidden curse of the witch clan that has been lost for thousands of years. My ancestor was hunted down by the witch clan because he found the last inscription of the blood curse from a cave and learned the forbidden curse. I escaped from the pursuit of the witch clan, attached to Jijian Ridge, and passed on many exquisite witchcraft to the Ridge Lord at that time. My master is the younger brother of the Ridge Lord, and I have never passed the Blood Curse to him. Heartbroken, he did not expect that the ancestor of the master would pass it on to a foreigner named Jijian Ridge Lord.

However, generally speaking, the blood curse cannot be solved.Because all traces of this person will be erased, even if you use reasoning to analyze who cast a curse on you, there is nothing to evoke your real memory of him.As long as the memory cannot come back, the curse will still be effective, and you still cannot use spiritual power.But this mountain lord left you a torn portrait.

In fact, if the portrait he left has no meaning to you, even if you restore it, the memory cannot be awakened.But judging by your reaction to the portrait, it should be something of great significance.In other words, as long as you can complete the painting, the memory about him will come back, and the curse will naturally be broken.Of course the curse itself will keep you from breaking it, which is why you get a splitting headache when you touch the portrait.In other words, the person who cast a curse on you deliberately left you a chance to undo the curse. "

Yin Fushu frowned, "Why would he do this?"

"That's what you have to ask yourself." The wizard raised a pair of shining eyes, "Are you sure you want to undo the curse? Sometimes when you undo it, you will remember a lot of painful things."

These words reminded me of the plain-clothed monk under the bodhi tree.

In fact, I still feel that there is something about the past that I don't know.I don't understand why Lihentian Buddha wants to seal my memory and throw it into the sea.Is it really because I have too much evil spirit?But in the past seven years, he kept me well, as long as he kept me hidden, it would be fine.

Why did you look at me with such sad eyes, and then send me into the sea?

If possible, I really hope that time can be turned back, so that I have the opportunity to grab his collar and ask him clearly.Let me die to understand...

Yin Fushu lightly brushed the cracks on the scroll with his fingers, and nodded, "I've been waiting for too long...I must think of him..."

"In that case." The wizard's face was contorted, and it was hard to believe that it was a smile. "You curse, I think I can help you break it. It's just that the process may be a little painful."