The Dream Fairy Pillow is made of fine boxwood wood, the outer layer is inlaid with white jade, and the wooden strips of the base are slightly shorter than the sleepers. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info closer, and it seems that there is still a little aroma.

This fairy pillow is also a mortal thing.

During the Tang Dynasty, there was a palace maid who was mute, because she could not speak or write, she was rarely wary, and it was easy to hear secrets, and those secrets often appeared in her dreams. Later, the palace maid died of illness, and the host's family took pity on her loneliness and pity, and buried her favorite ancestral boxwood pillow with her.

But I don't want to, there is a profession in this world, called a tomb robber.

A hundred years later, the tomb of the little mute palace maid was dug up by tomb robbers who did not know feng shui, although there was no treasure, under the rotten dry bones, the boxwood pillow of good material was well preserved, very pleased.

It changed hands again and again, and was sold to a large family.

The big family also liked it, and felt that this boxwood was an inch a year, and the leap year was not long, and such a wooden pillow was rare, and the wealthy ordered someone to inlay jade and give it to his concubine.

The concubine's room didn't know that it was a yin vessel, but she also understood the preciousness of this jade-inlaid boxwood pillow, and showed off every day, and directly made a sleeping pillow. But I don't want to dream every night from that day on, and the secrets that the dumb palace maid knows will reappear in the dream.

The concubine was frightened.

tremblingly told her master, but the master didn't believe it and scolded her for pretending to be a ghost.

The concubine was afraid of losing her favor, so she didn't mention it anymore. I just didn't dare to sleep on that boxwood pillow anymore. Later, it was simply transferred to the eldest lady.

How could the eldest lady pick up the objects discarded by others, she promised to like it, but as soon as she turned her back, she gave it to her subordinates.

The dowry girl who has served her wife all her life, and her entire youth head was sacrificed to the master's family, where she has received such a big gift, she is grateful, and she is not repaid for her death. I slept on my pillow every night, and the baby couldn't do it.

The one who fell asleep this night was not her master, but the concubine's room. In the dream, the things that the concubine did were like being in the scene, and they happened vividly in front of her eyes.

When he woke up, his old face was flushed with shame.

It's just that there is no basis for this, who will reply to this letter? I don't even believe it.

It's just that the housekeeper is a little uncomfortable in the daytime, and his eyes are always more self-directed at the tightly covered chest of the housekeeper.

The eldest lady looked at it and felt that it was wrong.

Let's not talk about this young white-faced housekeeper, this bridal maid has now become a grandmother, how can she still have such a thought? The dowry lady panicked, and she didn't care whether she believed it or not, so she beckoned it one by one, picked up the pillow, and raised it to her eyebrows.

What woman wants to share her husband with someone?

Now that she has the handle in her hand, how can she be unhappy in her heart. Finally, there's a chance to punish that slut!

However, this old man has not stayed in his room for a long time, so how can he tell the old man?

There is no evidence for this chasing after the wind and shadows, how can the master believe that he did that little slut?

The eldest lady went back to the room with the wooden pillow, thought about it for a long time, and did not feel tired, so she fell asleep on the wooden pillow.

In the dream, she seemed to have seen it with her own eyes, looking at the various schemes among the concubines in the palace of the former dynasty. It was bloody and vicious, until I woke up, and threw out a cold sweat.

However, there is a way.

A few days later, the moon is on the top, the sound of frogs in the yard is a lot, the summer breeze is cool, the old man is reclining on the step, enjoying the flowers and the moon and appreciating the beauty.

This beauty is none other than the concubine who has been favored for a while.

The eldest lady sat aside, ordered some incense to be burned, brought a brocade pillow, put it beside the master, paced to the side of his chair, stretched out his hand, and rubbed his temples for the master:

"Master, I have been working hard these days, I heard that a few days ago there was a musician from the painting boat outside the city, and his skills were superb, I invited him to the house, and you can listen to the song later, and let your favorite Yun'er stilt for you, okay?"

"Sanniang still knows my heart. ”

The old man stretched out his hand, held the eldest lady's hand and patted it gently, the eldest lady smiled, pulled out her hand, supported the master's head and slept on the neck pillow, and then called the musician to give up the place to the concubine's room, so that she could press the stilts for the master.

The faint incense accompanied by the beautiful performance of the musician, coupled with the stilts of the beautiful woman beside him to relax the meridians and activate the meridians, the old man fell into a dream before he could make a cup of tea.

Breathing evenly is a dream.

But the concubine was a little uneasy in her heart for some reason.

This eldest lady has never been willing to see her, how can she be so kind of courtesy at this time.

There must have been a problem during this period.

The master's breathing became heavier and heavier, his chest rose and fell more and more obviously, and the sweat on his forehead condensed into grains.

"I think it's a nightmare, why don't you wake up the master quickly!"

The eldest lady reprimanded, and the concubine was startled, and hurriedly stretched out her hand and shook it on the old man's arm:

"Wake up, sir, sir, wake up ......"

I saw that the old man suddenly opened his eyes, saw the concubine in front of him in a hurry, and without saying a word, he slapped it over, grabbed her hand and threw the person to the ground, and stared at the servant on the side with puffed eyes:

"Get me the butler!"

Whether it's true or not, this man can't tolerate even the slightest betrayal from a woman, not even a look.

The eldest lady carefully withdrew the brocade pillow, and in the palm of her hand, she seemed to be able to feel the coolness of the jade under the brocade cloth.

Smile knowingly.

But how can a man's lust stop?

There are no clouds, and there are more peaches, plums, and apricots.

The boxwood pillow inlaid with jade went back and forth among these women, and at some point, there was an extra name.

Dream Fairy Pillow.

No one dares to sleep with it on their pillows.

Because it will reveal the deepest secrets of your heart.

And now, this dream fairy pillow is standing on the head of the man-eating thing.

Wu Yang waved his hand, a water mirror, attached to the jade pillow, and after a while, there was a picture in the water mirror.

The elders say it's just a deep sleep.

There is no such thing as death in the land of the land of the Apocalypse. We just sleep, and after a hundred and twenty years, blossom and bear fruit, and wake up from the dirt.

Because we are a good people who are protected by the land and the gods.

It's just that this time the slumber is a little long.

I don't know what it is, it exudes a fishy sweetness, and that unbearable stench. Can anyone come and help and take me away from here!

It seems that this wish has come true, as if it has arrived in a warm place.

The same is sweet, but very comfortable and delicious.

More than that.

Otherwise, how can you get out of here?

I opened my eyes slightly, but it was dark.

Why?

Hands, scratching desperately, he wants to come out! No! The strength is still too weak! I want energy! I want to get out! Why lock me up in this dark room!

It seemed that his fingertips had grown sharp nails with anticipation! It was wonderful! He cut through the black, hard shell, and then through a red membrane, it seemed that he could see the sun.

It's just wonderful.

Without much thought, he waved his fingers.

He crawled out of his bondage, but he could see only a patch of blood.

What's going on?

He was a little stunned.

However, the body seems to be a little disobedient, and when I see the blood, my throat is so itchy, and it seems to be delicious.

It's delicious!

Crawling over unconsciously, the warm, fishy-sweet blood made him unable to stop.

More and more.

It seems, something was heard, a beat, a beat.

Reach in, it's hot, it's warm, it should be delicious!

Without hesitation, he plunged into it and ate the mother's heart one by one.

His body seemed to be stronger, and he stood up, but he was still so short and weak.

It's not enough!

He also wants!

At this time, he heard the sound of two rapidly beating hearts in the room.

The corners of the blood-stained mouth were curved, and the bloodshot teeth were frighteningly white.

Great, there's still ...... in there

After gluttony, he looked at his slender fingers, as well as the bloody fingertips.

He froze.

What did you just do?

There is still a corner of my mind that has not collapsed yet.

He has the memories of the people of the Unenlightened, it shouldn't be like this!

He has tarnished the reputation of the Land of the Unenlightened!

No way!

He's going to get out of here!

However, no matter where he went, those powerful heartbeats seemed to knock on his eardrums.

Flesh and blood!

He wanted to control his horrible thirst.

He must know why he is the way he is.

He hid in the alley and did not dare to go out.

There are few people here, and you can control your desire to take terror.

You have to hold back......

"Don't be afraid of ......, child"

Don't come, don't come here!

Why don't you listen to me! Why!

The thirst for blood, like a wild horse that has been loosened, can no longer be contained.

Nine-tailed Pang Pang, as if dancing in the air, what kind of person is that! Is it the nine-tailed of Qingqiu?

But why! What did he want to do to me!

What the hell does he want to do with me!

Why!

I hate you!

……

"It's impossible. ”

Wu Yang waved his hand, and the water mirror suspended on the jade pillow dispersed in the air.

"The Nine-Tails God in recent years is pretending to be you!"

Zuo Lang frowned, how could he still be able to move around in the world by protecting the creatures on the land that had been destroyed by his own strength! Even if he didn't assimilate into the power of nature and slept forever, he would at least need to practice again for ten million years! The last time he came to pick up Wushuang, he felt that something was wrong.

"Even if it is, Uncle Wo Xue will never do such a thing!"

Pretending to be Uncle Wo Xue was discussed by him and Wu Yang, but he couldn't find Wushuang, and Brother Qinghui was also in retreat, so he always had to find someone to preside over the overall situation. The existence of Uncle Wo Xue, who saved the world, is the best way to calm the gods and beings.

There was silence.

What is presented by the Dream Fairy Pillow can never be fake.

So, who is this Nine-Tails?

After some collegiate discussion, Wu Yang and Feng Qi took the people of Wuqi back to Tushan first, and Zuo Lang then joined them in Tushan.

After all, this place is not yet safe.

After cleaning up, I gave some work to the other doctors, and was just about to leave, when I approached:

"Doctor Zuo, someone is looking for you. ”

It seems that everyone has become accustomed to the appraisal of the president's authority of this hospital and handed it over to Zuo Lang, and there is no objection.

"What kind of person, I'm inconvenient to entertain guests now, let's do it another day!"

"Doctor Zuo, don't turn people away thousands of miles away,

I'm here to save people. ”

As he spoke, the man walked in from the door, nodding and smiling at Zuo Lang.

His short brown hair was curled into a wave, glowing softly in the sun, and he looked suave with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on the high bridge of his nose. Pursed her thin lips and smiled at him.

A bookish air.

"In the lower Lai Huan. ”