Cangzhou monster story

Several people immediately smiled, and cupped their hands to wish Dr. Zhang a new year, and then A Ling slyly said to Boss Meng: "Boss, you see that Dr. Zhang gave it all, you..."

Meng rolled his eyelids, very heartless, "If it wasn't for me just now, you would have lost all your wages for a month, and you still want to blackmail me?" Scared, he followed A Ling who originally wanted to wish him New Year's greetings together. Xiaojing shut up obediently.

The firecrackers blared outside the house, and A Ling excitedly took out the firecrackers that she had prepared earlier, and urged everyone to put on their cloaks and set off firecrackers in the yard together.

Because it was New Year's Eve, the curfew was lifted in Cangzhou City, and every household set off firecrackers and fireworks in the yard.A Ling carefully lit the cannon with a stick of incense, covered her ears and hid far away.

Boss Meng and Miracle Doctor Zhang stood side by side in the corridor, watching A Ling and Xiao Jing running around frightened by the crackling firecrackers.There was a loud bang, and the huge fireworks set off by the government bloomed above the head.

Several people looked up together, and A Ling exclaimed: "Look, look."

Amidst the overwhelming noise, Dr. Zhang heard the voices of the people around him, "It's been another year."

It sounded like a sigh and a melancholy.

He looked sideways at the people around him, his peach eyes seemed to be full of sadness when he was not smiling, his side face was printed with fireworks falling from the sky, outlining a beautiful and lonely silhouette.

By coincidence, Dr. Zhang reached out and grabbed his drooping sleeve, smiling, "Happy New Year."

In the dead of night, when Boss Meng was sleeping on his limp couch, his smile was still shaking in front of his eyes, as if it contained the first ray of sunshine in spring, and it seemed to carry the purity of winter when it snowed. Clean and pure.

"Happy New Year...?" Boss Meng murmured unconsciously before falling asleep.

He was awakened by the sound of weeping, which was as thin as a gossamer but continuous, lingering in his ears and disturbing him so that he could not sleep peacefully.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he turned over and sat up, and said angrily, "You have been crying here for three days, if you cry any more, I will kill you tomorrow."

The doors and windows are all around, but the wind blows inside the house in vain. The wind seems to be swept in with the dampness from the south of the Yangtze River, and it also brings two or three little green willow leaves.

A graceful woman appeared from the wind. She was wearing a long emerald green dress and a green jade pendant was tied around her waist.Furong noodles, willow leaf eyebrows.Even the voice was soft and gentle, "I beg Boss Meng to save me."

Boss Meng raised his head and glanced at the woman, "I've already saved you once, so I've done my best."

The woman began to cry again, Yingying knelt down before the collapse, "I beg Boss Meng to save me again."

"You finally came back from the dead, regained your cultivation, and now you have cultivated the Immortal Physique, how can I save you?"

"My cultivation level is still low, and I can only stay a few feet away from the tree. Now someone thinks that I am an eyesore and wants to cut me off. I beg Boss Meng to save me." As he said, the tree spirit cried more and more sadly, Boss Meng Interrupting her, got up and pushed open the window.now

The moon is full at night, and the bright moonlight shines through the shadows of the trees. With the faint moonlight, a few sneaky figures at the street can be vaguely seen.

It turns out that the longer the tree is, the better it is, and the reputation of the sacred tree is getting bigger and bigger. The temples on the nearby Damiao Mountain used to take over the incense for several miles around, but they were robbed by the sudden appearance of the sacred tree for no reason. Merit.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the new year, and the monks, who had no worries about food and drink in previous years, couldn't even get a full meal. In desperation, they had to go down the mountain to seek alms.

This was the first time in many years. When I went down the mountain, I saw that there were mountains of tributes in front of the so-called sacred tree, and the copper coins under the tree were piled up into hills. Reunion, and there is no curfew, so I simply cut down the tree, and it's all over.

These monks have been wandering around for a long time in the past few days. The tree spirit had a premonition of danger in advance and wanted to ask Boss Meng for help, but he had no choice but to leave the tree because of his shallow cultivation. Finally, he was able to get out of the tree tonight. came to him for help.

The pear blossoms that the dryad cried were accompanied by rain, and the harassing Boss Meng lost all sleep.I had no choice but to vent my anger on the evil monk, and I was helping her.So he took a piece of paper on the table, made a formula, and threw it into the wind.

The paper fluttered and fell under the tree, and suddenly changed into a human figure, with disheveled hair, white robes hanging down, tongue sticking out two feet long, scarlet like a snake letter.Looking like a hanged ghost, he floated towards those sneaky figures, and then heard a scream, "Ghost." Those people ran away in a hurry.

The tree spirit met and thanked Boss Meng again.Boss Meng was sleepless at this time, and the night was long, so the dryad told his own story as a pastime.

It turned out that the willow spirit had a name, called Yiyi, but she didn't pick it up by herself, it was picked up by a person named Qi Zheng.That was 100 years ago, when Yiyi was just a small willow tree growing in the backyard of Qi’s family.

Qi Zheng is the young master of the Qi family. He liked reading and practicing martial arts under the tree since he was a child.When he was young, Qi Zheng shook his head and recited books under the willow tree. When he recited "Xiaoya·Caiwei", he said to the willow tree: "I'm gone in the past, Yangliu Yiyi, I will call you Yiyi from now on."

From then on, the willow tree had a name, and she watched him grow from a child to a teenager.He finally managed to cultivate a human form, and occasionally peeked at him from the trees.

She didn't know that he had discovered her a long time ago, and when she secretly hid in the tree to watch him practice martial arts again, he raised his head and said to her unexpectedly: "Hey, what are you doing hiding in the tree?"

Yiyi was so frightened that her feet slipped, and one accidentally fell from the tree. Qi Zheng saw her and quickly reached out to pick her up, but he was too small to catch her, and the two of them rolled into a ball and ate a mouthful of mud.

Qi Zheng hurriedly got up, helped her up and apologized again and again, "Don't blame me, girl, I didn't mean it."

Although Yiyi was angry that he suddenly scared her, she was even more angry that he didn't know her own name, "Don't you know my name?"

Qi Zheng smiled immediately, not afraid of her, "You are Yiyi." He knew since childhood that Yiyi has spiritual energy.

When he was tired from studying, he leaned against the tree to rest, talked to the tree, and when he talked about funny things, the tree would shake, as if he bent over with a smile.When it comes to being sad, the branches will hang down, as if it is followed by sadness.

Later, when he practiced martial arts in the scorching sun, the branches stretched out to try to shade him.So since he was a child, he believed that the tree was alive, but he didn't expect it to be a beautiful woman. He was really pleasantly surprised.

Yiyi still clearly remembered the way he smiled and called her name, his eyes seemed to be filled with countless stars, as if an old friend reunited after a long absence.

Thinking of the past, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up into a sweet smile.

Boss Meng took a sip of the wine in the glass, the wine was completely cold, and slid down his throat all the way into his stomach, his voice became cold, "You little monsters, you have practiced hard for thousands of years, but So easily indulged in human love."

Yiyi shook her head, and retorted softly, "Boss Meng's words are wrong. After thousands of years of practice, turning into a fairy is not as good as having someone who truly loves each other."

"Living in this world, a person's lifespan is only a hundred years. Once a hundred years pass, all feelings and loves will be wiped out. If you don't go on the right way of cultivating immortals, you will be emotional." Boss Meng took another sip of cold wine, "You have practiced for thousands of years You should be clearer than me, life is like being in the thorns, don't move your mind, don't move rashly, don't hurt if you don't move."