Cheng Moji

"I want to take back the body of the witch statue. The old witch may know how to wake up the wizard from the petrified state." Heiwu said.

"Is the witch statue still alive?" the witch asked, with even more doubts in his heart.

"Exactly. But I'm afraid the witch will not tell you the top secret." There seemed to be provocation in the words.

The sorcerer was in the middle of his arms, turned his face back, and often said authentically: "Mother—mother—"

Leng Xin heard it from a distance, and said: No, the devil is going to attack the witch, let's go!Before leaving, Leng Xin looked back at the witch temple again, but saw that the witch statue had a kind face, exuding a faint light, and the witch stick in his hand was standing upright, which was completely different from the fierce and evil spirit in front of him, which was strange.

Back at the witch's house, the witch was thinking, standing in the courtyard and looking at the sky.

He laughed coldly: "Can the witch see the stars in the sky?"

The witch smiled and had no intention of bickering: "You can indeed hear the peace of the stars. When the breeze floats, there is no sadness or melancholy."

"Your son, that arrogant sorcerer, I'm afraid he's going to do something wrong to you." He reminded him coldly, breaking the peaceful atmosphere.

"Oh, I don't think he has the filial piety and compassion of a mother and child to me. Our duel is inevitable. What we should worry about now is how to prevent the evil forces from fleeing. I'm afraid you need to come forward to find out the true nature of this evil forces. Attempt." The witch said every sentence rationally.

"Don't worry! This evil force seems to want to win over the witch and cooperate with us. I don't know what he's up to. But we are just one of his schemes. By the way—you know that the witch is not dead Is it?" asked coldly.

"When I was young, I always looked at the witch statue in a daze, and felt that there was a god living in it smiling at me, as kind as a father. Later, the expression of the witch statue became stiff. When I grew up and took over the position of witch, the image of the witch statue in my memory The sense of spirituality has disappeared. I used to think that it was just a dream when I was a child. Then because the witch seized the throne, I was blinded. I was kicked out of the witch temple, and I never saw the witch statue again. Therefore, the witch The image should be just a witch image!" The words evoke memories of the past and the grievances between mother and child.

"Well. But the evil thing said that the witch statue was only petrified, not dead, and said that you might know how to undo the petrification. I'm afraid that's why the witch will attack you. You have to be prepared."

"In my memory, there is no such spell. He wants to revive the witch image?"

"After resurrection, take his legal body. The current evil has not been able to obtain a full form, so it has not fully appeared. His lair is in the dark room, and some evil things are also surging inside."

"If there was such a witchcraft, I'm afraid I would have forgotten it. What should come will always come." The witch sighed, her face was blurred, and she fell into deep thought.

"It's late at night, let's go to bed earlier." Leng Xin cared.

Seeing that the witch was still motionless and thinking seriously, she jumped quietly, skimmed over the eaves of the wall, went straight to the roof, leaped briskly, and fell into the yard of Shan Po's house again, closing the door quietly went in.The bedroom was pitch black, Dongfang and Feng Qiwu had already gone to bed to rest.Leng Xin entered the room, found a high step, sat on it and curled up, preparing to take a short rest.I used to float day and night without feeling tired, but now I am used to the habit of getting up early and going to bed late every day, and I feel uncomfortable without rest.

After a long time, I only heard Feng Qiwu softly ask in the middle of the night: "I've already said it."

"En." Leng Xin didn't say much.

"Rest early." Feng Qiwu said.

"Good night." A burst of warmth came over me, and I fell asleep unconsciously.It was the first time to say good night to others, and it was the first time someone reminded me to go to bed early. This feeling is so good, and I have never experienced it in a thousand years.

A night of tenderness.