Cangzhou monster story

Biqing wept sadly, supported Jinhan, "This is not a dream, this is Phoenix Valley!"

"Phoenix Valley, I'm back?"

Jin Han looked at her, "Lanshan, this, can you relieve the hatred in your heart?" He spoke intermittently.

Cuiwei backed away in panic, unable to believe the scene in front of her.

She woke up suddenly from the dream, and the window was blown open by the night wind at some point.The cool night wind lifted the bed curtains and fluttered.

She raised her hand in a daze, but was startled, and her hand was still stained with wet blood.

"How is this going."

she murmured.

Crouching on the bedside, he accidentally knocked over the lamp placed by the bedside.

lamp!

Cuiwei suddenly thought of it.

There is Jin Han's real body in the lamp, so he is trapped in the lamp.

Because the lamp is nourished by the essence of heaven and earth for many years, it has the soul of the lamp.The lamp wick cultivates into a demon, but when the lamp wick leaves, the power of the lamp soul is greatly weakened, and the lamp cannot cultivate a righteous body.So I wanted to put the two strands of wick back into the lamp and absorb their vitality for self-cultivation.

But now, for some unknown reason, Jin Han was trapped in the phantom formed by the soul of the lamp. If he stayed in this lamp for more than a certain period of time, he would be wiped out in an instant and his primordial spirit dissipated.

And Cuiwei knew that the only thing that could split the illusion of the lamp soul was the Blood Drinking Sword and the Snow Song Sword.Now the Blood Drinking Sword is nowhere to be found, but the Snow Song Sword is close at hand.

She originally thought that according to Boss Meng's undisciplined temperament, it would not be difficult to get the Snow Song Sword from him.Obviously, she thought this matter too simply.

Boss Meng returned to the tavern, and it was still dark.

A Ling was closing the store, and she was surprised to see her boss pacing back, "Didn't you have an appointment with a beauty, why did you come back so early?"

Boss Meng shook his head and sighed, "It was originally an appointment with a beauty, but who would have thought that it would be a grand banquet."

After entering the courtyard, Dr. Zhang came into the backyard from the medical hall and saw Boss Meng laughing, "Come back so early?"

"I thought you were waiting for me, so I came back." Boss Meng smiled at him, and they entered the dining room together.

"Hey, why is your clothes torn?" Doctor Zhang asked Boss Meng, pointing to the damage on the corner of his clothes.

Boss Meng looked down and found that there was really a crack, probably cut open by sword energy during the fight.

"nothing."

After dinner, several people went back to the attic of the tavern to draw cards.

Halfway through the touch, A Ling asked Boss Meng to stand up to prove her innocence because she suspected that Boss Meng had stolen the cards.

Boss Meng nestled on the soft bed, refusing to move, "I said I didn't, the gentleman is open-minded."

"You are not a gentleman with me at all, get up and tremble quickly." A Ling refused to listen to his sophistry.

The two started arguing, and Xiaojing and Dr. Zhang looked on with great interest.

Before the debate here came to a conclusion, the silver bell under the eaves of the door jingled, which was very obvious in the silent night, with a bit of weirdness.

Xiao Jing shrank his neck and asked vigilantly, "What's that sound?"

There was clearly no wind outside the window, but the silver bell swayed, and it seemed a bit pervasive.

"Here's a visitor." Boss Meng lazily leaned on his soft back.

As soon as the words were finished, the door was pushed open with a squeak, no one with eyebrows downcast, holding a lamp in one hand, stepped in from the door, entered the room, looked up slightly, it was Cuiwei.

"Miss Cuiwei?" A Ling asked in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Cuiwei bowed gracefully to Boss Meng who was on the couch, "I have offended you a lot today, I hope Boss Meng will forgive me."

Boss Meng nodded and smiled at her, "It's easy to say, easy to say."

Cuiwei put the lamp in her hand on the table, knelt down to Boss Meng, "I beg Boss Meng to help me."

"Don't ask, I can't afford it. You still want to kill me during the day." Boss Meng said half-truthfully.

When A Ling heard that Miss Cuiwei wanted to kill Boss Meng, she looked at her with admiration, "Amazing."

Cuiwei wanted to cry, and said to Boss Meng, "Please, only you can save him."

"Him?" Doctor Zhang asked, "Who is he?"

Cuiwei said slowly: "He is one strand of the wick of this lamp, and I am the other strand."

"So, you are actually a demon?" Boss Meng frowned.

Cuiwei nodded.

"But, why have I never discovered that you have mana?"

As Boss Meng said, he winked at A Ling.A Ling immediately walked over and helped her up.

Cuiwei sat on a chair beside her, and said slowly, "Because I was once clawed by a snow unicorn and lost all my mana."

"Snow unicorn?" Boss Meng's eyes sank, and he asked, "A snow unicorn on Jinlan Snow Mountain?"

"Exactly." Cuiwei slowly told her own story.

Candles were lit in the room, and Ran bent over, as if he was also mourning the story.

"Bah, this heartless man!" A Ling cursed, "Don't be sad, if you are sad, let him die."

Cuiwei wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, but did not speak.

"So, he is in this lamp now?" Boss Meng fiddled with the lamp, took off the lampshade, and sure enough, he saw a strand of wick on the lamp stand.

"I beg Boss Meng to save him." Cuiwei begged.

"Think carefully, even if I saved him, he may not be with you." Boss Meng reminded.

"I've made it clear, I can't let him die." Cuiwei nodded.

"Miss Cuiwei, what are you doing saving him!" A Ling repeatedly stopped, "You are too soft-hearted."

"Thank you Miss A Ling for your kindness, but I can't watch him die." Cuiwei said.

"Cuiwei, you should think about it, if I take over this matter, then you may have to become a little lampwick." Boss Meng said.

Cuiwei nodded without hesitation, "I am willing."

Boss Meng looked at her for half the salary, shook his head, "Okay."

Cuiwei knelt down to him in surprise, "Thank you, Boss Meng."

"However, you should do it yourself." Boss Meng picked up the Snow Song Sword from the side, "I will lend you the sword."

"Hey!" A Ling said anxiously, "How can you give weapons to others casually."

"It's nothing, the sword is in my heart, not in my hand." Boss Meng looked at Cuiwei with peachy eyes, and said with a smile, "Besides, how can Miss Cuiwei be someone else."

Xiao Jing and Dr. Zhang rolled their eyes together.

Cuiwei took the Snow Song Sword, her hands trembling slightly, she didn't expect him to give her the Snow Song Sword like that.

But... can she save Jin Han?

Looking at the lamp, his heart became firm again, "If I don't go, he will die."

So she nodded to Boss Meng, "Boss Meng, please send me into the lamp."

In fact, Boss Meng didn't need to do anything at all, Deng Hun wished that Cuiwei could enter the illusion, and it would be better to keep indulging in it, unable to extricate herself.

So Cuiwei got into the lamp without a hitch.

Between the nostrils, there is a faint fragrance of phoenix flowers, like thousands of green grasses emitting fragrance, and it seems that this tree of phoenix flowers is about to bloom, and it is extremely gorgeous.

But there is always a scent of burning lamps, permeating the air, which will not go away for a long time.