Peach wood

Some people are born with special physiques, and they can bump into ghosts when they go out for a turn. Shuhuai feels that he belongs to this type of people.The girl smiled at him, the lamp in her hand flickered on, and the scorching flames made his eyes hurt, he blinked, and a voice suddenly came into his head: "800 years have passed, do you still remember me? "

Now Shuhuai is almost certain that this girl is another lamp that he left in the world at that time, probably later, by some coincidence, it absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and then transformed into a human form.

The north wind whizzed in, blowing the fine snow from the branches, and the lamp flames swayed in the wind, making the book dizzy.The surrounding snow seemed to move suddenly, rushing towards him one after another, an unreasonable sense of urgency seized his heart, and it was this familiar feeling that popped up from time to time to disturb his mind and make him restless.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. I wonder if you are still as cowardly as you were back then?" The voice in his head still didn't let him go, as if he was determined to drive him into chaos before giving up.

The surrounding residents suddenly raised their heads and stared intently at the book pocket. Everyone's eyes seemed to be lit with a cluster of flames.Shuhuai has always hated this kind of attention. Too many eyes on him will break his silence and cause weird panic.

This mysterious girl is well aware of Shuhuai's weaknesses. If she is really transformed by the ever-burning lamp, she must have been with him for a long time and have paid attention to these situations. Since she knows so many details, it is not surprising that she thinks this person is cowardly. .

Perhaps because of returning to the human world, some memories that have been suppressed for a long time have broken out. Shuhuai has been easily influenced by other people's words recently. "Such words kept drilling into his mind, and he instinctively wanted to resist and refute, so he could barely open his mouth, but he spit out a mouthful of blood.

The burning pain in his throat gave Shuhuai a sliver of clarity. He stared fiercely at the girl in front of him and sneered, "What else do you want to accuse me of?"

Mo Yun couldn't hear the woman's voice, so he thought that she had done something secretly to plot against others.After all, the little demon king was young and vigorous, and he refused to suffer. Seeing that Shuhuai was wounded, a long knife appeared in his palm, intending to kill this evildoer of unknown origin on the spot.Seeing the long knife coming towards her, the girl holding the lamp didn't dodge or dodge, she still stood there until the knife's edge was about to touch her clothes, and she was willing to say: "As soon as you think about it, you come out, Shuhuai, That's what you're capable of."

"Mo Yun! Come back!" Shu Huai couldn't bear others to say that he was bad in his life. Once he heard that girl say such things, how could he let Mo Yun go against the enemy?He stopped the little demon king's movements, wiped away the remaining blood on the corner of his mouth, stood up reluctantly, and asked as calmly as possible: "Who is the girl?"

"I'm not human." The woman frowned, "You have eye problems or water in your head, can you recognize me?"

Shuhuai almost lost his temper. It seems that Miss Deng hasn't read many books, or she has read into the stomach of a dog, so she can't even hear such obvious polite words.He was so angry that he coughed suddenly, the little demon king hurriedly ran back to him to comfort him, Shuhuai rolled his eyes several times, and changed to a straightforward way to talk to Miss Deng: "Do you have a name?"

Miss Deng suddenly realized: "I almost forgot that during the years when I was with you, my old lady thought you had too many shits, and I never got out of the lamp once, no wonder I don't know each other now!"

She lifted the lamp in her hand and shook it twice against the pocket of the book. The bright fire made the pocket of the book dizzy, and he couldn't help turning his face away, closing his eyes slightly.

Mo Yun saw this woman provoking each other with words again and again, but she didn't declare her family background, so she couldn't help being irritated by her, and there was a bit of anger in her words: "Look at you, you look so beautiful in shape, it's a pity that your mind is empty, listen to me!" Don't understand ordinary people's language, you don't answer my brother's question, don't you have no name and no surname?"

Although the girl was born beautiful, she was obviously short-tempered. According to her, she was older than Shu Huai who had lived for [-] years. According to this calculation, Mo Yun was just a junior in her eyes. The kid questioned the emptiness of her head, and she immediately started to jump: "Shuhuai, where did you get this two hundred and five! Who said that my mother has no name? It's late at night, the candle of the candle!"

Could it be that she could use the word two hundred and five indiscriminately?The little demon king stared, and before he had time to retort, he heard the jade plate creaking, the ruby ​​started to heat up, and it became hotter and hotter, and after a while, another golden thread flew out from under the ruby , wrapped around the lamp in Wanzhu's hand in the blink of an eye.

There was no formation on the jade plate, but this thing appeared again. It seems that Fengyi had already expected that the formation would be damaged, and made many preparations.Shu Huai and Mo Yun looked at each other, both speechless.

Wanzhu didn't know about Tiangong, when he saw this strange thing entangled his own lamp, he immediately lit a flame from his fingertips cursingly, trying to get rid of this golden thread, who knows if this thing would burn or not, he would keep chopping it down, the flame just As soon as it came into contact with it, it went out instantly. Evening Candle tried several times, but failed to burn it down.

She is good at finding reasons from others, her eyes slipped forward along the silk thread, looking straight at the jade plate in Mo Yun's hand.

"What a brat, how dare you plot against my old lady!" She determined that all of this was Mo Yun's fault, and without waiting for the little demon king to argue, she waved and released a fire bird.Mo Yun was so frightened that his hair exploded, he hurriedly put his book on his back, and fled to the open area. The fire bird chased after them, as if he was going to make him into a barbecue.

She is so ferocious, no wonder she belongs to fire, and rubies are used to refer to her. Maybe her usual way of entertainment is to set fires everywhere, and then sit in the burning ruins to eat, but she is so blatant, is she not afraid of being seen by the residents of the city?Mo Yun took a breath, turned back to look at the city, and suddenly realized that there were no residents in the city. He was still too inexperienced, and was blinded by the illusion created by this old goblin from the very beginning.

The fire bird released by the evening candle opened its mouth wide and stretched out its long tongue, trying to lick Shuhuai and the little demon king. This is really a veritable "tongue of fire", and its blazing heat can be felt from far away.Mo Yun was afraid that his book pocket would be burned, so he turned around and opened a layer of gray shield. Unexpectedly, this method worked well, and the fire bird bumped into it, and immediately fell apart, scattered into meteors in the sky.

The old goblin is just the old goblin, don't look at her young, and has a bad temper, she should have a lot of minds, she hasn't appeared since the fire bird crashed, and even the whole city is quiet, night candle She asked Huo Niao to chase after Mo Yun, but she turned around and ran away.Looking at the golden silk thread that kept extending outward, the little demon king was thoughtful.

It seems that there are always some guys who calculate others and also calculate themselves. Wanzhu is a typical example. She calculated Mo Yun and used him to lure out her old acquaintance, but unexpectedly exposed her whereabouts.As long as she is entangled with this indestructible silk thread, even if she runs to the ends of the earth, she will be caught one day.

However, Mo Yun still doesn't know why Fengyi wants to catch Wanzhu. After thinking about it, he thinks that there are two biggest possibilities - one is that Wanzhu's mouth is unobstructed. He holds a grudge and wants to kill her; the second is that Wanzhu and Shuhuai are closely related, and Fengyi wants to kill two birds with one stone and get rid of them all.

The idea of ​​this second immortal is quite interesting. Mo Yun guessed that the reason why he made such a jade plate was to eradicate powerful enemies. By the way, he asked his "strong enemies" to kill each other, and he himself hid There is no need to spend a single soldier to reap the benefits in Tiangong.

Judging from the tree demon incident, Peach Blossom Empress is facing Shang Shuhuai, no matter which side loses, Feng Yi will be the winner in the end.If Shuhuai fails, he can take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill the uncontrolled tree demon without worrying about Shuhuai; if the tree demon fails, he has a serious problem, and there are four remaining chances to kill dead book pregnant.

When Fengyi wanted to restrict the Beihai Dragon Clan, he also aimed at the close personal relationship between Changqing and Shuhuai, so he gathered them together and tried to catch them all. However, this time he miscalculated and wasted another opportunity.

For the third time, Fengyi "arranged" Shuhuai and Wanzhu to reunite. Did he want the two to kill each other, or did he classify the Deng girl as Shuhuai's friend like Changqing?

The more Mo Yun thought about it, the more confused he became. He felt that Fengyi might have made a wrong judgment this time.As far as his observation is concerned, the relationship between Wanzhu and Shuhuai is not good, and the latter met her for the first time, and he has nothing to do with "old friends" at all, and Wanzhu has no killing intentions, but his temper is a bit bad, and his nature should not be bad Well, the fire bird she released just now looks vicious, but in fact it doesn't exist for too long. How could this kind of thing that will dissipate sooner or later hurt Shuhuai even a little bit?Besides, she didn't catch up and continue to set fire.

"Fengyi, the bastard!" These days, Fengyi has been a bastard in Shuhuai's mouth hundreds of times. No matter what is going on, Shuhuai will pull this person out for a walk. This guy has become an adult now. He is his number one enemy, and also the target of his anger.

Hearing what Shuhuai said, Mo Yun thought he knew something inside, and hurriedly asked, "What did Fengyi do?"

"It's nothing." Shu Huai said, "Swear at this bastard, he is nothing."

The ghost messenger once pointed out Mo Yun, telling him to try to agree with Shuhuai when he scolded someone, to ensure that the other party is happy, but after thinking about it, Mo Yun felt that scolding Fengyi together with Shuhuai was not considered as agreeing, Fengyi deserved it scolded.So the little demon king also gritted his teeth, venting his full of resentment: "Yes, he is not a thing."

This bastard Fengyi has been tossing around in the world for so long, and he was brought here, and he was almost burned to the bottom by the fire of the evening candle. This is not something a human can do!

It can be deduced from this that Fengyi is a bastard.

Perhaps because he had never heard Mo Yun swearing before, Shu Huai was shocked. He glanced at the jade plate in Mo Yun's hand, and carefully tested the other party: "Do we want to chase her now, or go back to the Underworld first?"

The silk thread on the jade plate stretched far away, and looking at the direction it stretched, Wanzhu seemed to be no longer in the city. Mo Yun pondered for a moment, and decided to go back to Hades first, but he didn't know whether the golden thread would be taken by Hades. The door was pinched off.

Soon, he realized that he was worrying too much. A thread is a thread, a thread that can pass through a crack in a door. Although there seems to be no such thing as a crack in the door of Hades, such a thin thread will not be pinched.

"Look at Shuhuai, it's so tightly clamped that it can't be squeezed!" Mo Yun held up the jade plate, moving the golden thread up and down, his eyes sparkling.

Shu Huai took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then he answered weakly: "Don't worry about it, it's not a tight fit, of course it won't break - quickly help me take this off." He was in a hurry, unable to untie the ink. The knot that Yun tied.

Wen Yanzhi didn't notice the silk thread, he was standing outside and was about to knock on the door, but he put down his hand after hearing this conversation, with a strange look on his face.

Finally, the ghost emissary tapped lightly on the door twice, reminding him, "Pay attention to your health."

"Thank you brother." Shu Huai thought he was just a friendly reminder, "Are you busy, do you want to go inside and have a rest?"

Wen Yanzhi: "...Thank you for your kindness, I wish you good health."

No spiritual creature would like to have more inexplicable things on its body, and the same goes for Evening Candle.There was a big bluestone by the side of the road under her buttocks, and she was holding the long burning lamp in her hand, and she was sighing at the golden thread wrapped around it.At first she thought that this thing came from Mo Yun, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the little wolf cub was not intelligent enough to do such a thing, otherwise he would not be confused by her illusion.

I don't know why this young boy has hooked up with that girl's elder brother.

Thinking of Shuhuai, Wanzhu felt uncomfortable. Ever since the accident with that child named Xueyi, she had never seen the siblings again. Unexpectedly, a little fairy saw Shuhuai a few months ago , she just realized that this person is not dead.

Since Shuhuai is still alive, maybe Xueyi is also there. Wanzhu originally thought that she could still see a familiar girl today, but she didn't expect that 800 years later, the real thing is different. Not his sister.Look at that little wolf cub's loyal appearance, he also looks like Xue Yi from before - why do they all trust Shuhuai so much?Wanzhu grabbed the blade of grass resentfully, she couldn't figure out what was so good about this slob who was often unconfident.

He lives so freely, has he forgotten his sister?That little girl died really badly, and there are many other children who ended up in the same way as her.Thinking of this, Wan Zhu became sad again. She put the lamp by her feet and let out a faint sigh.

Suddenly someone patted her on the shoulder, Wan Zhu turned her head and saw a face that disgusted her.

"The girl must have lost her way, do you want to stay with me at the mansion overnight?"

Those hands caressed her shoulder restlessly, Wan Zhu raised the corners of her mouth, showing a slightly sinister smile: "Thank you."

The world is often flooded, and many people are burned to death every year, but the one standing in front of Ming Jun now looks particularly miserable.Yan Qingran, who had been busy for several days in a row, yawned three times in a row before asking slowly, "The cause of death?"

"Say it's an evil spirit." Wen Yanzhi frowned, and stuffed the heart back into the chest for the ghost who died so tragically, then picked up the piece of liver from the ground, and put it into the other's stomach.The ghost touched his scorched head, finally accepted the fact that he was dead, sat down on the ground, and burst into tears.

It turned out that he was murdered by a monster, no wonder he was still in such a miserable state after he died, Mingjun looked at him, felt a little uncomfortable, and was disturbed by the crying, so he slammed the table and shouted sharply: "Shut up! What did you do to provoke the evildoer? How does the evildoer dress up, and what kind of appearance? Tell me quickly!"

Yan Qingran has been the prime minister for many years, and he has gathered the power of nine emperors in one body. He has sat alone in the underworld for eight hundred years. His majesty and demeanor are beyond human ability. Over the Mingjun's momentum.As soon as Yan Qingran slapped the table, he was stunned, and he didn't care to cry about his blackened head. He fell to his knees with a plop, and his voice was like a gnat: "Then, that monster, she turned into She looked like a girl, holding a lamp in her hand, and she was sitting by the roadside as the sun was setting...Seeing that she was pitiful, Caomin asked her if she would like to go back to Caomin's mansion for a night..."

"Well-intentioned?" Yan Qingran narrowed his eyes and mocked, "When I was prime minister 800 years ago, there were many 'good-hearted people' like you in the court. Guess what happened to them?"

"The grass...the grass people are dull...the grass people are really warm-hearted..." The ghost was shaking like a sieve, still wanting to die.

Ming Jun has seen more ghosts than he has eaten white rice, how can he believe his nonsense.Yan Qingran spread out the book of life and death, found the page belonging to the person in front of him, and sketched it out with a few strokes. He raised his head impatiently and glanced at the other person, and continued to say: "Either you will be torn apart by a ghost, or you will be torn up by a goblin." If you eat it, you will be killed by your wife, and in the end you will have to come to the underworld to do a low-level job—it’s obviously a person who can’t clean himself up, what a failure.”

Wen Yanzhi suddenly remembered something, took out a lamp from the side, and held it up to the ghost: "The monster you mentioned, does it have such a lamp in its hand?"

"Yes, yes...it's this lamp!" The ghost yelled, and his heart and liver and gallbladder fell to the ground with his trembling, so disgusting.Mingjun rolled his eyes, handed the book of life and death to the ghost messenger, and told him to lead this guy down first, and call Shuhuai over on the way, and remember to wash his hands clean when he returned to the main hall.