Chunlan arrived at the gate of Wutong Garden and didn't dare to take a step forward. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Fairy, come out quickly, the slave is really scared. ”

Shen Dongli glanced at the timid maidservant, and didn't want to make it difficult for her, but just waved her hand to let her retreat first. This servant girl looks like an honest person, and she is quite upright in her speech. It has a favorite wind, which is very different from the sour gas of other houses.

Zhong Yi was originally a tofu seller in the city under the mountain, and this time he became enlightened, so he brought his neighbors into the Zhong Mansion together. The maidservant Chunlan is the daughter of the flower seller back then, and now she has tested the four spiritual roots, and she has also found the most inferior exercises, and she will practice when she has time, which is completely inappropriate.

To put it nicely, Zhongfu is really truth-seeking and pragmatic.

Seeing Shen Dongli waving her hand, Chunlan hurriedly turned around and ran, almost dropping her embroidered shoes. Could it be that this old lady will eat people.

Shen Dongli also took some precautions, and pulled out the soft sword and held it in his hand in case of accidents.

Since entering Wutong Garden, Shen Dongli has a sense of familiarity, it is demonic energy. However, there was a sense of evil, and she was about to distinguish it carefully, but the evil spirit disappeared again.

Reiki is a gentle energy between heaven and earth, which can make the monk's body strong and powerful. Demonic energy is tyrannical energy, which is difficult to control, and most cultivators with demonic energy have to face the problem of going mad by themselves.

Evil spirits are different.

If the aura and demonic qi are all operating in accordance with the laws of the Heavenly Dao, the evil qi is a rule that jumps out of the Heavenly Dao. For example, trying to bring the dead back to life.

Shen Donglian's heart sank.

Sure enough, before he approached the old lady's bedroom, a thick smell of carrion came to his face.

"Aunt Lu, are you there, Aunt Lu?" asked Shen Dongli knocking on the door.

No one responded.

Shen Dongli pushed open the door, the decay became more and more intense, and Shen Dongli covered his mouth and nose. He reached out and opened the door to his bedroom, and then stepped into the room, trying to open the window.

Sen Sen's white bones slammed into Shen Dongli's forearm.

"Who are you?"

Shen Dongli turned his face away, and saw that the person who came was much taller than Shen Dongliang, but only half of his face was left, which was very terrifying.

"In Xia Kunlun Shen Dongli, I have seen my predecessors. Shen Dongli said.

Thinking about what kind of evil cultivation should this be, Shen Dongli has seen a lot of evil cultivators, but he doesn't know what the origin of this person is, so he has to bow his head first and be small.

"Zhong Shanjun, this is Shen Qiang's daughter, do you remember?"

I saw that the bead curtain shook slightly, and someone walked out, listening to this tone, it must be Lu Yuwei.

"Meet Aunt Lu, meet your uncle. Shen Dongli bowed to Lu Yuwei, and then made a fuss at this evil cultivator. The attitude is very humble.

Lu Yuwei actually retrieved the dead from Huangquan? What kind of ability and courage is this?

Shen Dongli had never been to Huangquan, so he didn't know where Huangquan was, and he didn't know what Huangquan was like. It's just that I can see from the book that these nine shades are absolutely separated from the Yellow Spring.

No one has ever been able to return to the mortal realm from Yellow Springs. It's just that the white bones in front of him are really incomprehensible, if it weren't for the Yellow Spring, how could Zhong Shanjun be here.

"When you were a child, I hugged you. Zhong Shanjun smiled lovingly at Shen Dongli.

Shen Dongli didn't have much of an impression, but after thinking about it carefully, he found a problem. Zhong Shanjun has been dead for nearly a hundred years, how could he have hugged her.

"I don't remember. ”

"Okay, let the child sit down. Lu Yuwei looked at her beloved, and the corners of her eyes were full of sweetness.

Lu Yuwei turned around to make tea, Shen Dongli found that there was no maid in this house, looking at the finger-thick dust on the windowsill, no one must have cleaned it for a long time.

Lu Yuwei is two years younger than her mother and is the youngest daughter of the Lu family in Xiling. Xiling and Kunlun are not far apart, and there is only one demon sect apart, so they walk back and forth for a long time.

And Shen Dongli looked at it, Lu Yuwei's hair was almost white, and her hands were already old, like tree bark. Unexpectedly, she was younger than her mother.

Shen Dongli felt a little astringent in his heart.

"Why did Dong Li come to visit your Aunt Lu?" Zhong Shanjun also sat on the Taishi chair and asked.

Shen Dongli replied cautiously: "Mother saw that Aunt Lu hadn't replied to her for a long time, so she sent me to visit. "There is a problem with this Zhong Shanjun, Shen Dongli concluded.

"Dongli, do you want to try your mother's favorite chrysanthemum tea?" Lu Yuwei held the tea tray, trembling. Shen Dongli hurriedly got up and helped Aunt Lu sit down.

"Aunt Lu, I'll come. Shen Dongli straightened the teabowl and picked up the teapot. The pale yellow tea fell down the spout of the pot, and a sour smell came to the nostrils.

Lu Yuwei didn't know it, and was about to drink the tea bowl. "Your mother loves chrysanthemum tea the most. ”

Shen Dongli snatched the tea bowl from her hand, frowned and said, "This tea soup has a sour taste, Aunt Lu don't drink it." ”

Lu Yuwei opened her eyes, and the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were almost pulled behind her ears.

"Where's the sour?"

Shen Dongli picked up the tea tray, got up and walked to the backyard: "Dongli has learned to make good tea and brew it for Aunt Lu to drink." ”

This Zhong Shanjun has a problem.

When Shen Dongli stepped into the small courtyard, she clearly felt the evil aura, and she would not be wrong. Zhong Shanjun is a well-known loving wife, and he definitely won't let Aunt Lu make tea by herself.

I will definitely not see Aunt Lu just now, indifferent.

Besides, this Zhong Shanjun came up and said that he had hugged himself when he was a child, but Zhong Shanjun had already died at that time, where could he hug himself?

Shen Dongli has always been unforgetful of the people recorded in the "Book of Nine Shadows", and it is absolutely impossible to see the rumored clear and handsome, jade son Zhong Shanjun and have no impression.

So this man is lying.

Aunt Lu still had a correspondence with her mother three years ago, although she had not been to Kunlun for a long time, but the etiquette of the New Year's holidays was still the same.

The Xiling Lu family is also a Xiuzhen family, there is never a shortage of pills, and although Aunt Lu, as the youngest daughter, wants to marry a woman, she is also forcibly piled up to the Yuan infant stage.

My mother is now more than 300 years old, and although she is in the prime of her life, she is in the prime of life, just like a mortal woman who is about 30 years old. This Aunt Lu Yuanying monk is younger than her mother, why is she white-haired and cang-cang?

Shen Dongli walked to the backyard with the tea tray, but his consciousness did not dare to relax for a moment. If this evil cultivator intends to deceive Aunt Lu, then how can it be.

Besides, Aunt Lu may not know that this person is deceiving her. Maybe just pretending not to know.

She heard that there were also immortal cultivators on overseas continents, and some of those monks had created a practice called "Hua Xu Yin". Mortal monks can exchange their lives for the beautiful dreams woven by the dreamers.

Aunt Lu may just be immersed in her own dreams and can't extricate herself. Or maybe someone would rather deceive themselves like this than face the fact that Zhong Shanjun's body is gone.

Shen Dongli didn't have much opinion on whether Aunt Lu was deceiving herself, if Aunt Lu could be happy like this, she felt that it didn't matter.

I'm just afraid that this evil cultivator wants to harm Aunt Lu.