In the spring of the sixth year of Jiahe, there was a demon in the palace of Zhongrong, this demon entangled the princess of Zhongrong, the princess was emaciated and out of shape in just a few days, and the worried king of Zhongrong was white-headed. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"My son, my son, who are you victimized by, you have lost so much weight, it really hurts me!" Queen Zhongrong hugged the princess who seemed to have only a handful of dry bones left, and cried sadly, her phoenix crown was crooked, and her tears were stained with red makeup.

The princess's palm-sized face was thin into a skeleton, and there was a large layer of black hanging under her eyes, and I saw that she was withered, her eyes were red, and her lips were chapped, which made people unbearable to look at it anymore.

The princess's voice was weak, and she was held in her arms by the queen, who had not slept for many days, and now had no strength to speak, but only comforted the queen with her eyes.

"Queen, Queen, the King is coming!" but suddenly heard the maid come in in a hurry to report.

Before Queen Zhongrong got up, King Zhongrong had already walked in, and King Zhongrong was followed by a Taoist with a wooden sword, a wide robe and wide sleeves, a dust whisk in one hand, and a willow branch in the other.

"Please also ask the Immortal Chief to save my son!" said Zhongrong Wang. His face was sad, and he couldn't help but feel pity when he looked at his beloved daughter.

He only has this one daughter, and he expected to suffer such a catastrophe! He didn't know what evil he was entangled in, and he was emaciated like this! Poor his daughter, who used to go up the mountain and down the water, was so lively, but now she can't even raise her hand!

Queen Zhongrong's pear blossom brought rain, almost knelt on the ground, and cried: "Please also ask the fairy chief to save my son!"

But seeing that the Taoist was just sweeping the dust, he helped up Queen Zhongrong, and then the Taoist looked at him, his face full of compassion.

"I'm just a mountain villager, and I can't afford to be so gifted by the queen. ”

The Taoist slowly came to the princess, and the princess's eyes looked at the fairy Taoist curiously, only to feel that as soon as the Taoist approached, her mind was much clearer.

As if she had seen this person in her previous life, the princess's heart beat more and more, and she only felt that her face should be crimson, but thinking of her current haggard and thin appearance, the princess couldn't help but feel sorry for herself.

"The princess is haunted by demons. The man didn't seem to see the princess's reaction, but just put a willow branch on top of the princess's head and said.

"Please also ask the Immortal Chief to get rid of the demons! Save my son's life!" King Zhongrong arched his hand, with a pleading look on his face.

But the Taoist lowered his eyes and shook his head.

"The princess's body has been greatly damaged, and her poor mana is weak, even if she is not a demon, she can't continue the princess's life. ”

The Taoist sighed secretly in his heart, this princess has run out of oil and dried up, and she only hangs with one breath, even if she is not only a demon, within seven days, the princess will die!

When Queen Zhongrong heard this, she hugged the princess and cried.

"My son, what kind of evil have you created, that you have been entangled by that demon? It is really unjust in heaven, unfair in heaven!"

"Please be cautious about what the queen says. ”

"Be cautious, be cautious, be cautious, my son is kind to others, and never does anything that hurts heaven and reason, but now God wants to make the demon accept my son, isn't it unfair to heaven?" The queen's cry was even more poignant, and when the princess heard this, she also became sad, and blood and tears fell from her eyes.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, there is cause and effect, how can the princess's current effect not be the cause of the previous life?"

Seven days later, Princess Zhongrong really closed her eyes and never woke up.

King Zhongrong's hair was almost white overnight, Queen Zhongrong was almost blind from crying, and the whole Zhongrong was sad for the death of this princess.

***

"Tired and dying, what do you think?" Hearing this greeting on the side of the reincarnation path, Shen Yuheng didn't answer, but just jumped into the reincarnation path.

"How do you know that the fruit of the present world is not the cause of the previous life?" a sigh gradually dissipated.

***

In the palace of Zhongrong, although the person did not save the princess, he still stayed in the palace and was called an immortal by the king of Zhongrong.

Just because he came from the mountain of Mingming, where the sun and the moon rose.

In Zhongrong Palace, the demon is still there, and the palace people only see that person day and day looking at the highest point of Zhongrong Palace, and whenever day and night alternate, they can always see the figure of that person.

It wasn't until they were all accustomed to the presence of the Daoist that the Daoist suddenly disappeared.

No one can tell where the Taoist has gone, or when the Taoist has disappeared, let alone which path the Taoist has taken, as if the Taoist disappeared out of thin air.

It's just that there is one more letter on the case of King Zhongrong, which reads: The evil has been removed.

But he didn't say how Zhongrong was, only that person.

Taoist self-named snow Qianzhong, from the Ming Jun Illness Mountain, since childhood in the mountains practice, get the heaven and earth aura, born and raised, the view of the air above the demon Qi pervasive, so out of the Ming Jun Disease Mountain to eliminate the demon.

"It turned out to be you demon!" Xue Qianzhong shook off the dust and shouted.

But he saw that the big bird, which he called a demon, flapped its wings twice, and its three heads quacked.

This big bird looks like a chicken, but it has three heads, six legs, three pairs of wings on its back, Xue Qianzhong just glances at it, and knows that this is the legendary still bird to pay the bird, if it is entangled with someone, that person must be day and night worrying and sleepless, and finally died of life and haggardness!

Isn't Princess Zhongrong emaciated to death precisely because she couldn't sleep day and night?

"If you stay here any longer, the poor road will definitely accept you!"

The still bird and the bird still held on.

Xue Qianzhong's eyes were full of anger, and the dust and willow branches in his hands instantly became sharp weapons for killing.

The still bird was swept away by the dust, and screamed twice, but still refused to move, but all three pairs of wings were spread, all wings were more than a foot long, and the six wings were spread together, almost obscuring the day!

Xue Qianzhong pinched it with his hand, a head of Huafa was windless and automatic, and the willow branches were drawn into towering giant trees in an instant, and countless willows struck towards the still bird.

"Quack--" Shang Niao Fu Niao was still wailing, but he refused to move for half a minute, but the three pairs of eyes revealed a kind of human pleading.

Xue Qianzhong saw that it still refused to leave, and immediately became angry, pinched and began to lead the thunder, and the thunder fell in an instant, and the still bird was split into a scorched black by the thunder in an instant, but even if it was split by the thunder light, it still did not move for half a minute.

Xue Qianzhong couldn't help but be surprised, collected the thunder light, took the dust and swept it under the body of Shang Niaofu, only to see that the black ash was removed, revealing a huge bird's nest below, and in the bird's nest, several young birds that had not yet grown feathers were already dying.

It turned out that the still bird refused to leave because there were still its cubs here!

Only one of the young birds opened their eyes, and Xue Qianzhong met the small black bean-like eyes, only to feel a huge shock in his heart, and he took a few steps back, and the dust in his hand was unstable.

When he looked again, the young birds were all gone, and they were all dead birds.

Xue Qianzhong held the dust whisk and recited the mantra of transcendence.

Now that he has sown this cause, I wonder what kind of fruit he will have in the future.

After burying the young birds, Xue Qianzhong left a letter and left, but the black bean-like eyes left an imprint on his mind. (To be continued.) )