crossing magic

The grandson of the distillery owner died tragically, his chest was torn open and his heart disappeared.The child is less than three years old, Yan Cang even teased him while buying wine yesterday, he looks very cute.

Yan Cang was still on the tree, the people at the door actually only saw the faint red.

The official said directly to the owner of the winery: "You and I have never even seen a person's face, so why do you identify him?"

"The wine merchants in our village are all acquaintances. Among the tourists passing by, this is the only one who wears red clothes. Lord, the little old man will never admit that he is handsome. He is dressed in red. We all recognize him yesterday."

A few people next to him hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, we all recognize it."

The officer raised his hand to stop everyone from yelling: "Stop talking, you know it, you know it, and you say that this person killed someone, do you have evidence? Has anyone seen it with their own eyes?"

Everyone stopped talking, and Xin Mo just folded his hands and listened to their righteous indignation, his face was indistinguishable.

Yan Cang jumped down from the tree and leaned against the trunk, looking as if he had no bones, the people at the door rushed around, their eyes were so casually swept away, and several young wives and big girls who came to watch the fun immediately stared at each other. Cheek Fei Caixia.

"Master, it's him. He was the one who met my grandson yesterday. I just said that this person is too strange. He even knows the wine I hide under the pear tree, and the old king next door doesn't know it. Master, don't you say no?" Who is he? This man looks like a monster, he must be a heart-eating monster."

As soon as the old man spoke, everyone gasped, and now they looked at Yan Cang, with evil eyes and fair skin, how can a man look like this, it is even more beautiful than the flowers in Xinghua Village , what is not a monster?

The aunt mysteriously said to the people around her: "I heard from the older generation that most of the monsters are ugly. If there is a monster who loves beauty, he will draw a good-looking face on a piece of human skin. In order to keep this Painted skin is always young and beautiful, and they just poach people's hearts to eat."

"Wow..." I was startled.

The official sent a few questions to Yan Cang, but there was no useful clue at all.There is no evidence, you can't really treat someone as a monster just because the parents are good-looking, right?Besides, would he dare to catch it if it was a monster? It was nonsense, and seeing that the other party was not dressed like an ordinary person, the officer touched his nose and left.

Yan Cang glanced at Xin Mo, obviously the real monster is there, the world is so jealous.

"Did you find anything?" Yan Cang asked.

"Not yet. I went to see the child's body. The chest was indeed torn apart alive. It was not done by humans."

Those villagers actually ran into a blind mouse with a dead cat, but Yan Cang didn't understand this matter, so let the monster deal with it: "I'll leave it to you, I'll go back to the house and sleep for a while." The smell of wine floating around the village is not attractive at all.

Xin Mo set up an enchantment in the yard, and then disappeared in place.

Lihua Village is surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are full of pear trees without exception. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, Xinghua Village is wrapped in a mountain depression, surrounded by white, like a pear garden outside the world.

Yan Cang took a nap on the tree, but he couldn't sleep right now, he was full of things on his mind, and he didn't know which one to think about first.

Originally, no one in this world cared about him, so of course he would not take others in his heart, he got used to it, whether it was on the battlefield or in the palace, everyone would be terrified when facing him Those who hate him, those who are afraid of him, just don't love him.

But there was still Qing Lan, although he looked cold, but said to him, "Since you don't want to practice for the time being, then I will accompany you."

But how long can he stay with someone in the sky?In the next reincarnation, I will continue to forget and remember nothing, and when I stand in front of Qinglan again, it will probably be the same as now, except for the familiarity and the uncontrollable desire to get close to him, there is nothing.

I don't remember Yuji Mountain, I don't remember the Yujilu brewed by Qinglan, I don't remember the wanton years of drinking and talking with Qinglan.

Ugh……

Yan Cang was not an indecisive person, but now he had nothing but Qing Lan, and when she left, his world immediately became dull.

No, the days I lived in the past were even more dull, and now I still have at least one thought, but it's not enough...

After half an hour, Xin Mo came back.

"There is no evil spirit in the village. It is said that goblins with high power have a stronger desire to ascend to immortality, and generally they will not do evil, unless it is a monster that has jumped out of the three realms, it will be so frenzied and not afraid of cause and effect." Xin Mo looked at Yan A pale look.

Yan Cang was very upset and said, "What do you look at, does it have something to do with me?" In fact, he knew what Xin Mo meant, and he must have been a hundred times more insane 500 years ago.

Yan Cang suddenly wanted to laugh.

"I guess something will happen tonight." Xin Mo poured himself a bowl of herbal tea and said coldly, "I will definitely catch him."

Yan Cang shook his head: "It's Taoist priests' work to catch monsters, why are you in such a hurry?"

After drinking two bowls of water, Xin Mo turned around and left. Yan Cang asked behind him, "Who are you?"

Xin Mo always kept a distance from Yan Cang, even if Yan Cang was so angry that he wanted to show up and bite someone, he would just leave in anger.When he came back, he was that cruel Xin Mo again, who would accompany him, protect him, and help him, but after comparing him, he realized that Xin Mo was actually a man who was cold outside and hot inside, but his warmth was very strange. , very awkward.

Xin Mo respected Qing Lan and defended Qing Lan. Yan Cang could see the closeness between him and Qing Lan from Xin Mo's recent white eyes.

Yan Cang was very upset and wanted to fight Xin Mo.But he has no mana, he is a bit self-willed and confident, and he doesn't know whether he wants to compete with Xin Mo for Qinglan or Qinglan for Xinmo, he has made himself full of entanglements.

Xin Mo just paused and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, Yan Cang left the yard, guessing that Xin Mo was in the village, he removed the barrier so that Yan Cang could go out to look for food.

After not eating for a whole day, Yan Cang was really hungry, so he wandered around to find a restaurant, ordered some side dishes, and ordered a pot of pear flower brew.

"That's him, dressed in red, does it look like it's stained with human blood?"

"It doesn't look like a human being at first glance, and it's even more beautiful than the pear blossom fairy in my dream, but it's a pity that it's not all white."

"You are sick, that is a man."

"Oh, he's here, let's go quickly."

Yan Cang smiled, these idiots, if he was really a monster, would he sit here and be judged by them?

There were more and more people eating, no one dared to sit at the few tables around Yan Cang, and those who dared to come in to eat were businessmen who had traveled all over the world and hadn't heard of monsters eating people's hearts. Don't get close to others", coupled with his naturally evil spirit, no one dares to approach him, but he is clean.

The shopkeeper is very worried. This time of year is the peak season of Lihua village. Those who come to order wine, play, and people come and go on the street, earning money depends on this situation for about a month. When the pear blossoms wither, The village will gradually quiet down.Yan Cang sat in his shop like this, eating slowly, looking at the empty tables, the shopkeeper's heart throbbed in pain, money!

Drunk, Yan Cang slept without burden that night, Xin Mo didn't come back all night, but Yan Cang guessed that something would happen.

Early in the morning, he was woken up by the knock on the door. Just as he left the room, the door of the yard was slammed open with force. Several officers and a group of courageous villagers who liked to watch the scene rushed in.

"What's the matter?" Yan Cang raised his eyebrows, feeling a bad premonition.

An officer pointed at him with a knife: "Xin Mo has been captured by the mage and revealed his original form. If you are smart, you can just capture him without a fight, otherwise..."

Xin Mo was captured?How can it be?Xin Mo is the black wolf king who came out of the black forest, and even a monster like Jun Rumo has to take three points into consideration. A little Taoist priest in the world can make him appear?

"Oh? Xin Mo is a demon? Excuse me, what is his body?"

A villager said angrily: "He is a wolf demon, bigger than a calf. We saw with our own eyes that the mage made him reveal his original shape, just like the big bad wolf on the other side of the mountain." After speaking, he pointed at Yan Cang: "He is also a monster. They must be together. Kill them, kill them."

The villagers followed suit: "Kill him, kill him!"

Yan Cang snorted coldly, how could Xin Mo be caught?How could he be caught?

"Wait!" An old man stood out from the crowd, to be more precise, an old Taoist priest, with a dust whisk in his arm and a roulette-shaped object in his hand, which should be his magic weapon, and said "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" ".

As soon as he made a sound, everyone quieted down, as if they had found a backbone. These people not only gritted their teeth, but also sent a message to Yan Cang—you are doomed.

Yan Cang put one hand behind his back and looked at the old man indifferently.

"This person is indeed a demon." The old Taoist said firmly: "However, he is not a wolf demon, but a snake demon!"

Yan Cang remained calm, but there was a huge wave in his heart. Although the old man was not sure, he could tell that Xin Mo was a wolf demon, and himself, although Yan Cang in this life was indeed a mortal body, but 500 Years ago he was a dragon.

This old man is not easy!

"Snake demon?" Everyone backed away, and an officer bit the bullet and asked, "Master, can you subdue this demon?"

The old Taoist raised his whisk and said, "It's okay, the foundation of this monster is still shallow, so it needs a boy's heart to cultivate, and the poor Taoist can directly refine it."

Yan Cang narrowed his eyes, did this old man come after him?

The author has something to say: Yan Cang: Qinglan, I'm going to be unlucky, where are you?A shallow: Don't call me, are you a bitch?Men have to be strong.Yan Cang, I don't want to be strong, I only want Qinglan, he should have protected me.A shallow: Are you forcing me to switch offense?Yan Cang: If you dare, burn all your bird feathers.A shallow: ... don't say anything rude, well, she is so fresh.Yan Cang: Ah bah!