Peach wood

The gold thread on the jade plate is somehow faulty. One moment it twists and turns, and the next moment it stretches straight. To use an inappropriate analogy, it is as capricious as a child's face, changing its appearance anytime and anywhere.Shuhuai was playing with the jade plate, throwing it up and down, as if juggling, Mo Yun looked dizzy, but couldn't help himself to look at him, so he made excuses and said he was going out, Shuhuai answered absent-mindedly With a sound, he was still rubbing those precious stones.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Whenever he saw the jade plate, he felt a sense of being controlled by others, as if he was following the guidance of the jade plate and was falling into the trap dug by the heaven step by step.But if he doesn't do this, he doesn't know what to do next, and this is where the contradiction lies.

Fengyi and Cunxue don't do their jobs all day long, one is studying this broken plate, and the other is tossing his own puppets. If they are sent to the world, maybe they can break through the world.Shu Huai reached out to touch the gap around the red gemstone, although he knew it would be impossible to pick it off.

After taking the tree demon into the mahogany sword, the cyan gemstone referring to her was turned into fragments, and then the fake dragon was also imprisoned in the realm of the dead, and became a substitute for the North Sea Dragon Clan, and the black gemstone was also destroyed, so it can be seen , if you want to make the gems on the jade plate useless, there are only two ways.

Of course Wanzhu can't die, but now she can't find anything to enter the sword for her. There are only two ever-burning lamps, and only two lamp spirits are born. Except for Wanzhu herself, the only thing left is Xueyi.Of course Shuhuai was reluctant to ask his sister to die, but he couldn't think of any other way for a while.

It is impossible to expect Fengyi's conscience to find out that it is impossible to break this jade plate with his own hands. Shuhuai threw it beside the pillow, lay on his side, looked at the wooden basin under the table, and stayed in the underworld for too long , he felt a little bored again.It's strange to say that before meeting Mo Yun, he ate and slept every day, and he didn't find it boring, but ever since he got acquainted with the Little Demon King, he often wanted to take him outside.

I have been a big idler for more than 800 years, and there are moments when I can't be idle.

The door panel creaked again, Shuhuai thought it was Mo Yun who had left and returned, just about to call him, but found the evening candle at the door again.What's going on with this girl recently?Shuhuai looked her up and down, felt that something was wrong with her, she said very little now, occasionally she said a few words, it seemed that she was in a bad mood, she was always cold, making others panic when they saw it.

"Late——" Shuhuai got up from the bed and called her out. Fang yelled out a word, and suddenly found that the lamp in the other party's hand was a little weird, and there seemed to be a certain part missing from it.The long-established habit drove him to quietly reach out and grab the hilt of the sword hidden under the pillow.

Wanzhu stared at him closely, and slowly approached him with the lamp, the flame inside the lamp made a slight sound, Shuhuai didn't dare to distract himself from looking at the ever-burning lamp, he just felt that the girl in front of him was extremely dangerous, and a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in his mind Risheng: Does she want me dead too?

At this moment, footsteps came from the direction of the gate of Hades, Shuhuai heard Qingmei talking outside, scattered words and sentences drifted in here, he vaguely heard Qingmei mention Cunxue and puppets again, could it be that this The lunatic is still playing tricks?

The flame not far away suddenly flickered, and his whole body tensed up. He finally found out that there was something missing from the night candle's ever-burning lamp—the golden silk thread, which was not connected to the lamp!

puppet? !

In an instant, the book pocket also moved, and the sharp sword drew an arc in mid-air, knocking down the ever-burning lamp in the woman's hand, and the blade brushed her arm without a trace of blood.Shuhuai's eyelids twitched, knowing that his judgment was right. He met this thing almost every day, but he couldn't tell that it was Cunxue's masterpiece. It can be seen that the other party's skills have become more sophisticated, to the point where it can be faked.

At the moment when she came into contact with Wanzhu that day, Cunxue took something from her body, maybe a strand of hair, maybe a ball of flame, so the puppet possessed the aura of Wanzhu, making it difficult for others to find the flaw.

The puppet had no expression on his face, and he didn't care about the falling lamp. Instead, he grabbed the book with claws, as if he wanted to make a bloody hole in his chest.Shu Huaiyang's sword pierced through the puppet's body, but it couldn't feel the slightest pain, and still struggled to stretch out its hands.It was quite strong, Shuhuai cursed secretly, and kicked it flying. The puppet rolled twice on the ground, then quickly got up again, and rushed to Shuhuai to snatch his sword.

Mo Yun was talking with Qingmei outside, when he suddenly heard clanging noises in the room, although he didn't know what happened, he still subconsciously rushed over and pushed open the concealed door.The puppet no longer fought with Shuhuai, it let go of the mahogany sword, pushed the little demon king and went straight to the entrance of Hades, Qingmei grabbed its sleeve with quick eyes, but it dug out a long hole on the back of his hand. scars.

Seeing Shuhuai being plotted against and Qingmei being injured, the little demon king immediately felt guilty and angry. He raised his hand and created a large gray net, which covered the puppet's head.The puppet's movements froze, and Qingmei took the opportunity to grab a corner of the big net and cage its whole body inside.Due to the pain, her hands were still trembling slightly, Mo Yun quickly stepped forward to replace her, Shu Huai also followed, and the two of them worked together to drag the puppet into the room.

Yaozu seems to be inherently optimistic, Qingmei grinned while panting in pain, saying that the situation just now looked very weird, if Miss Wanzhu saw this scene with her own eyes, she might be in trouble, In a fit of rage, she will definitely rush into the Heavenly Palace with the ever-burning lantern, and ask Cunxue to come and see her.Shuhuai finally tied up the powerful puppet, and then looked at Qingmei. The wound on the back of the fish girl's hand was still dripping blood. Against the backdrop of fair skin, the red color was particularly conspicuous. He couldn't help but twitched his hand, and he stood up hurriedly, before he could catch his breath, he was going to get Qingmei's medicine.

There was so much movement in their room that they almost toppled the "roof" of the underworld. Yan Qingran was dozed in the palace, but was awakened by those noises, and immediately sent ghost messengers to check, while Wen Yanzhi was flipping through the documents. Big, listening to him ordering himself again, he raised his head and looked at him, his eyes full of resentment.Mingjun was moved by the ghost's gaze, and couldn't help feeling guilty. He just wanted to ask the ghost soldiers to run errands for him, but he heard him sigh: "After living for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, when will the daughter-in-law become a mother-in-law?" ?”

Yan Qingran: "..."

If it weren't for the ghost messenger's loyalty and lack of ambition, he would have thought that the other party was going to usurp the throne and retaliate against him, a cruel exploiter.

In the end, it was Wen Yanzhi who went to work, and the ghost soldier was still standing in the hall, looking straight ahead.Ming Jun sat at the table, resting his chin on his back as he went away, wondering if he should give him more care.

Wen Yanzhi stood outside the door of Shuhuai's room, listening to the tinkling and bangs inside, he couldn't help showing a puzzled look on his face, he glanced through the crack of the door, and found that the situation inside the room was very serious.

"Hey, you guys..." The ghost messenger hesitated, knocked on the door anyway, and reminded, "It's wrong to bully women."

"What a bully!" The puppet is so capable of tossing around, Shuhuai took a lot of effort to push it down, and now he is angry, "Come in and see, can this thing be a woman?!"

It's so fierce, as expected, the backing is strong, so it can be confident.The ghost messenger pushed the door open a little, and scanned the mess in the room hesitantly. Fortunately, Shuhuai's room was cleaned by Mo Yun. Even if the furnishings were smashed, it had nothing to do with him, but the room was too messy , so that he has nowhere to set his feet and has to stand outside.

Qingmei hid at the other side of the wooden table, with a small bench under her feet, the ghostly messenger looked at herself, then pointed to the churning puppet beside the bed, beckoning him to come and help.Wen Yanzhi frowned, jumped all the way into the house, and reached out to grab the big net.

The puppet is so crazy that it resembles its owner. The ghost emissary scratched his paws fiercely when he touched it, and five bloodstains appeared on the back of his hand immediately, which was a bit more tragic than Qingmei. Couldn't bear to look, silently turned his back.The ghost messenger who had never been injured before blinked, and ran away suddenly. Shuhuai couldn't call him back, so he had to say to the little demon king indignantly: "Look at this guy, he ran away before the battle, and he was very timid." !"

As a result, not long after he finished speaking, the ghost messenger ran back, and this time there was actually a Mingjun behind him.Shu Huai closed his eyes fiercely, he couldn't believe it was true, Wen Yanzhi had been getting more and more prominent in the past few years, and unexpectedly got close to the biggest backer among the Three Realms.

There are very few places in Hades that can be so chaotic, and every time there is a pig's nest somewhere, it must have something to do with Shuhuai.Yan Qingran's tone was stagnant, and he couldn't get angry even if he wanted to. He held on to the door frame, stared at the tumbling thing on the ground, and asked after a long time: "What's going on?"

"Mingjun..." Qingmei poked her head out from the wooden table, "That's Cunxue's puppet."

As soon as she mentioned Cunxue, she understood what was going on, no wonder it was Shuhuai's room that suffered the disaster this time.Mingjun hooked his fingers helplessly, the puppet suddenly fell silent, Shuhuai exclaimed, and quickly withdrew his hand in fright, and then he saw the puppet sitting upright, and then standing up straight again, and then it doubled up. Feet suspended in mid-air, drifting towards Hades like a wandering spirit.

"It's quite real." The ghost envoy was amazed.

"There's another one." Mingjun himself went out, so what else is there to worry about?Qingmei finally dared to stand up and stood up while leaning on the edge of the table.

Mo Yun was also able to relax. He moved his stiff and sore knuckles, feeling like his hands were going to be useless: "There is another one? Who is it pretending to be?"

Qingmei shook her head honestly, and reminded them that it is better to call Wanzhu back to Hades. Cunxue's actions are becoming more and more hidden, and even Mu You is difficult to observe. Instead of letting Wanzhu wander outside, it is better for everyone to hug together group.

Mingjun asked Shuhuai to clean up the room, and then left in a hurry with the ghost. Shuhuai climbed into bed exhausted physically and mentally, and buried his face in the pillow. Randomly caught a pawn and told him to send the fish girl away, and then dragged back to the house.

The two of them lay powerlessly on the bed together, like two dried salted fish, neither of them wanted to clean the room.So the box was turned over like that, the clothes were spread like that, the chair was turned upside down like that, the wooden basin was buckled on the ground, and the small bench made of the same material as it was still printed with Qingmei's shoe prints.Mo Yun opened his mouth, and complained angrily: "It's obviously a fish, why... do you still have to wear shoes..."

The early spring and severe winter in the northern country can always be perfectly connected. Maybe just yesterday, the cold wind was still gouging out people's skin like a sharp knife. When I woke up this morning, I found that the flowers in the corner of the wall had already bloomed.Compared with the dull winter caused by being too plain, the blooming flowers are obviously more pleasant. The most difficult time has passed, and the rest of the people have to continue to live.

Evening candle was lying on the slope, and the long burning lamp was beside her. Suddenly the lamp moved, and she immediately opened her eyes.A man was sitting not far away, fingering the gold thread wrapped around the lamp, and that idler from Hades, he sneaked out to bask in the sun while the wolf cub was not paying attention.

Only then did Miss Deng think of the silk thread. Seeing Shuhuai hooking it, she couldn't help rolling her eyes, and waved her hand to drive him away, but Shuhuai just smiled at her, showing no sign of anger.

When did his temper become so good?Wan Zhu patted the dust off her body, and took her own lamp from the pocket of the book, but the other party didn't let go, and still looked at her with a smile on her face.There was a gust of wind blowing on the grass, and Wanzhu looked steadily at the pair of eyes in front of her. She was keenly aware that there seemed to be no soul in this body, the smile was too stiff, and the strength of her hands was surprisingly strong.

As if to confirm her thoughts, the person opposite turned his wrist, and a short knife appeared in his palm. The sharp blade reflected the sunlight and stabbed directly at Wanzhu's eyes.Wanzhu leaned back to dodge the attack, and took back the ever-burning lamp with all her might.The flame in the lamp shook violently, as if it was about to jump out of the encirclement and burn her skirt.

The golden silk thread suddenly straightened, and the jade plate was pulled off the table by this sudden strange force, and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.Mo Yun was originally sleepy, but was suddenly awakened by the clear sound. When he opened his eyes, he saw the plate spinning on the ground, turning around but not moving, instead following the straightened silk thread Hit the door panel.

The door was closed tightly, no matter how hard it hit, it couldn't break a gap.Although this thing is annoying, it must not be thrown away. Mo Yun didn't have time to think, so he hurriedly jumped out of bed and reached out to grab the jade plate.At this time Shuhuai also woke up, seeing him squatting on the ground, he asked in surprise: "What's wrong with this plate?"

"The thread is moving!" Mo Yun held onto the jade plate tightly, feeling that she was being pulled forward by a force. Something must have happened to Wanzhu, forcing her to escape from the imperial city quickly and flee to a place she thought was safe. The place.

Wanzhu didn't come to Hades, otherwise the jade plate would not be taken away by her, Shuhuai understood, and immediately rolled out of bed with Taomu in his arms: "Go find her!"

This time it was their miscalculation, they should have called Wanzhu back long ago, Shuhuai hurriedly opened the gate of Hades, and the moment he saw the outside world, he suddenly froze in place.

It's not spring outside, but heavy snow. Is the climate in the human world so abnormal?Shuhuai reached out to pick up the snowflakes, and found that they were neither cold nor melted, so it seemed that they had entered the illusion set by someone.

It's Cunxue again!

Shu Huai bit the tip of his tongue heavily, and was about to turn around to say something to Mo Yun, but the little demon king exclaimed, grabbed his arm suddenly, and dragged him to his side.Trembling roars sounded, coming from all directions, and snow-white giant beasts appeared in the heavy snow. It turned out that they had never left, but just changed a space to survive.

In this illusion, is there any fresh blood food?Shu Huai turned around and leaned back against Mo Yun, the mahogany sword buzzed in his hand, it was eager for the upcoming battle.

"Can it work?" Mo Yun suddenly asked, Shuhuai knew that the other party was worried about his injury, but even if he was worried, so what, could he still find a safe place to hide?He sighed softly, and replied against his will: "It's okay."

The blood-red eyes of the strange beast stared straight at the book pocket. They salivated at human flesh and blood. The book pocket held the sword tightly, and the tip of the sword shook slightly. The three beasts around him arched their backs, legs The muscles on the front of the body were tense, and then they swarmed up, trying to tear this prey into pieces!

The sword edge broke through the wind and snow, and cut a bloody opening in the abdomen of the strange beast in the middle. The book pocket slipped under its abdomen, and was almost knocked down by the giant claw on the left in the blink of an eye. Can avoid the sharp nails like a knife.The moment he saw the "five knives", he gasped and said to himself that when Mo Yun returned to his original body, he would study his wolf claws carefully.

The strong wind came from the back of his head, Shuhuai squatted down suddenly, and stabbed with a sword backhand. He only injured one of the beasts, and the other two kept trying to throw him down, trying to bite off his throat and gnaw on him. eat his flesh.This was the scariest situation he had encountered in more than 800 years. He grew up so big that he had never killed a chicken, and it would be a lie to say that he was not nervous at all when he suddenly faced a group of man-eating beasts.

The little demon king changed back to his original body and stopped the other batch of strange beasts for him. Now Shuhuai only needs to care about two, while Mo Yun has about a dozen opponents. Shuhuai took a look and knew that he didn't care about it. When I fell on myself, I suddenly felt the cold wind blowing on my body, and it became a little colder.

I don't know what's going on at Wanzhu. Did she meet Cunxue himself, or another puppet?I hope she can last a little longer, and don't have any accidents.