I don't know what era it started, it was rumored that as long as you go to the Nai He Bridge and drink the "Meng Po Soup", you can forget the past, and you can be reincarnated and reincarnate again after successfully crossing the Lechuan River. For this reason, many people can't help but speak out, and want to ask, when did the character of Meng Po appear?

Could it be that before Meng Po, there would be no human beings? Also, could she have always been with heaven and earth? Let a ghost woman be more divine than a god, and have full control over the door of life and death. Maybe this is impossible to study, and even the experts are angry, racking their brains, and their brains are open, and they can't understand it.

Even let a ghost woman be proud or survive how many generations.

So obviously, this ghost woman is also blown, and the mythical story character of "Meng Po Soup" is undoubtedly purely a "fabrication", and that's it. So, whoever wants to be serious, then whoever really loses.

However, the real dream of human beings is very different, it can be said that the aura and pattern are very large, and it is even said that there are only unthinkable things, and there are no things that cannot be dreamed of. It is said that "there are thoughts and dreams every day" is absolutely true, and we dare not raise the bar to deny this truth.

In particular, this dream is strange, unpredictable, weird and chaotic, intricate, ups and downs, true and false, like a dream but not a dream, joy, anger and sorrow, lost soul, all-encompassing, the world of flowers and flowers has everything. When you wake up, it's all empty, and it's hard to tell the real from the fake.

Therefore, most people will feel lonely, clever, and even disappointed, which is an illusion.

And people with big hearts often want to squint for a while, and they want to go back to the dream just now—to continue dreaming, or to dream again.

So Zhao Feng is like this, he and Feng Xiaobai are in a beautiful dream as a little student, and they have returned to "the years of two people".

Antiquity.

A vast mythical world, fairy tales, witchcraft, human and demon wars, gods and ghosts, the weak and the strong, bizarre, endless mystery. The volcano is boiling in the distance, the sea is surging, the dragon is roaring and the tiger is roaring, the phoenix is flying and the beast is running, the ghost is crying and summoning the spirit, the blood, passion, desire, strife, everything is endless......

And an old man who travels through time and space is singing "Touching the Fish-Yanqiu Ci".

——Ask the world, what is the love, and the direct teaching of life and death promises? Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children. You should have a saying, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat. The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind. The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess. Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu.

The nameless old man's voice is ethereal, deep and resentful, and it is also long-lasting.

can look weird, the book is difficult to shape, and after singing, he also brushes his snow-white beard and laughs at the world.

Then he looked at the teenage little boy holding an injured thousand-year-old snow fox in his arms, waved Buddha dust and read:

"The good is like water, the wise man rides a donkey, his life is indifferent, he falls into the mortal dust, not to become an immortal, not to become a god, he is dedicated to goodness, his heart is like a valley, his heart is blessed, his peace of mind is a blessing-" Then a puff of smoke disappeared from the old man's fairy shadow.

"Ahhh But who knows, the thousand-year-old snow fox Feng Xiaobai gently licked Xiao Xiaosheng's hand and shouted two words of thanksgiving, and then died with tears in his eyes.

For this reason, let Xiaoxiao tear his heart and lungs, liver and intestines are broken, reluctant to give up, and finally dig the pit in the cross-stream of the millennium snow fox Feng Xiaobai buried in a highland in the wilderness mountain stream, and since then he has not left the thought of depression and disease, and died in front of Feng Xiaobai's grave, so that life and death are carved with life and death vividly, shocking.

After that, he walked on the song, ascended to the sky, entered the underworld, and saw Meng Po.

A thousand years later, born with a vision, Xiao Xiaosheng and Feng Xiaobai were reincarnated again, and met each other, especially the gods descended from the sky, possessed by different blood, and the thousand-year-old snow fox Feng Xiaobai cultivated a human form and reincarnated as a little princess of Qianjia Village and Qianfu, and her parents gave her the name Qian'er. It means that thousands of provinces are lush and evergreen.

But Xiao Xiaosheng was not so lucky, and was reincarnated as a beggar Zhao Sanqian. Where do you come from, and who your parents are?

But in the past life and this life, in this life and in the next life, the relationship between evil is always difficult to break-

At the foot of Jiuxian Mountain, Qianjia Village, Qianfu.

"Fuck off, you waste, there is no stupid person like you in the Qianjia, there is no one in the generations, and if you let a cow, you can even lose the cow?" Qianfu Master Qianmu (Zhuo Yilong's previous life) angrily reprimanded this little beggar Zhao Sanqian, who was picked up by his daughter Qianqian from the market three days ago.

Sanqian is also clothed in rags, his clothes do not cover his body, and he looks like he has lost his soul.

In the fierce scolding, the hideous-faced Chigi raised his foot and kicked out the three thousand who were kneeling on the ground, and the three thousand also fell to the ground and vomited blood in the heavy blow. However, he dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and only buried some kind of hatred silently in his heart.

And those immature eyes exposed a murderous aura.

Today, things have come to such a tragic urging, the eleven-and-a-half-year-old Sanqian knew that he was at fault, irrefutable, raised his hand and wiped the bloodshot corners of his mouth, so he had to endure it for the time being.

It is conceivable that in the face of this inhumane cruelty, although this child endures it temporarily, it is only a kind of forbearance. Maybe in the future, he will explode his own small universe and come to Qianfu to seek revenge.

But when she thought of the little princess Qianqian, in order to repay her kindness, Sanqian still got up and walked towards the old man Qianmu.

But when he wanted to hold his hands and was about to kneel on the ground to beg for mercy again, he was ejected by the heavy kick that the old thing flew up, and this time the wound looked more ruthless than the last time, and the blood was also gushing and gushing out of the three thousand mouths.

Seeing that 3,000 lives are in danger.

"Dad, don't, Dad, you, can't be like this, you will be struck by lightning like this?" Qianqianqian, a daughter of Qianfu, dressed in white, also knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, but she did not lose the beauty of the wild goose.

"Loser girl, you also get out together, thousands of families don't need loser sons and daughters like you!" In an instant, he was about to raise his foot and kick his daughter, but as soon as he raised his foot, he was hugged by a pair of powerful little hands on the leg dog, "Run, Qian'er! Run, Qian'er!"

"Eh, hey, boy, you have some strength?!"

Qianmu rubbed his old legs, but he didn't move, and he couldn't help but be shocked, so he spit out such a sentence, but the pockmarks on his face seemed to be deeper.

"Let go, three thousand, let go, three thousand!" Qian'er didn't run, she was afraid that Sanqian would be kicked away by her father again, so she hurriedly waved her hand and shouted, and at the same time, her delicate little face also showed a trace of anxiety and a little worry.

"Run, Qian'er, run, Qian'er!" Sanqian had already shouted quietly, and it seemed that even his expression was dying. After that, red blood continued to spill from his mouth.

Seeing that Sanqian refused to let go, and there was scarlet blood stained his legs, Qianmu's face became hideous again, and he also gave birth to eight arms and nine toes, copper heads and iron foreheads, and ox heads and wings.

After that, he suddenly grabbed three thousand and shouted, "You little thing that doesn't know whether to live or die, go and die!" and threw it out in an instant.

At the same time, it also revealed his identity as the Chiyou brother who had been hidden for many years, that is, Niu Hao, the leader of the seventh tribe of Chiyou. Nickname, chasing the deer demon cow. The activity boundary was in the wilderness of Jizhou. After being fought by the Yellow Emperor in the field of Jizhou, Chiyou was defeated and died, and the rest of the party had to go north and eastward, and the demon cow was one of the eighty-one brothers of Chiyou.

He has been secretly hiding in this immortal holy land for eleven years, killing the former Qianmu, possessing Qianmu, dominating the mansion, and kidnapping his wife and daughter, but no one knows about it so far.

However, right now, the Demon Bull never thought that it would be revealed in front of a waste wood again.

So, the resentment just now was thrown away, and almost threw the three thousand out of the clouds, and coincidentally, the trapeze artist of the three thousand hit the bronze bell on the earthen fort in the distance, and the bell was remembered with a burst of sound, which shocked the whole village and exploded.

"Oh no, big deal, the village, there is a foreign enemy invading!" Many people knocked on the copper basin and shouted non-stop.

And Qian'er, who was just in her cardamom years, also saw a little clue, and in panic, she ran away and said, "Run, run, our family, we have a monster in our family!"

At that moment, she looked back and saw that the fox fairy who was chasing behind her was also scattered by the demon cow.

"Mother, mother!"

Qianqian let out a sad cry and fell to the ground, and suddenly, the whole village boiled again.

At the same time, there were also some brave middle-aged people who quickly gathered at the earthen fort in the west of the village with their self-made weapons. And some old people and children are hiding, exhausted and crying.

And Qianqian, who was crying, threw away her dead mother and hurriedly ran to the platform to drag three thousand.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and the bronze bell suddenly broke the chain, which happened to cover the bell with Qian'er, who had been dragging three thousand people hard, and the ground was also shocked by bursts of yellow dust, fogging the vision of the demon bull.

Then, unfortunately, despite everyone's vigilance, the whole village was covered with corpses, rivers of blood, and mourning all over the field. The demon bull also grew in his hand, his red eyes were dazzling, and he poked the ground and roared, shaking the heavens and the earth.

At the moment after the slaughter of the village, the Demon Ox still roared and looked around the entire village in ruins, flames, and a mess, as if he felt that there was no other living creature except him.

So, he looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Hahahaha, hahahaha, I chase the demon bull, and I am bound to dominate the world, look, who can stop it?" But he didn't know that under the bronze bell, the root cause and foreshadowing were deeply buried.

At this time, the sky was full of black clouds, and suddenly, a lightning bolt pierced the sky.

Immediately after.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap split the demon bull into a pile of black charcoal, stunned and stunned, emitting black smoke, and he ran wildly in the pouring rain.