Just when Li Tianxia was swallowed into the wine gourd with a sluggish face.

Xiyan also came to a picture.

It is a muddy, desolate river that rolls away from west to east.

Strangely, on the south bank of the Great River, the land is barren and barren, and there is no grass.

However, the north bank of the river is lush, with birds singing and flowers, thriving, making people yearn for it.

Even the sky is bounded by this river, half gloomy and generally clear.

The river crosses thousands of kilometers and stretches for thousands of miles, the river is boiling and tumbling, and the roaring sound is shocking.

The river is windy, cold and biting, making people feel cold.

The only way to cross the river is a mottled wooden bridge that crosses it.

This wooden bridge is also very peculiar, there is no pillar or rope, but it can be safely erected between the two banks.

In the middle of the wooden bridge, a kind-faced old woman with a kind smile sat on a broken wooden bench. Next to her was a steaming cauldron, and her old body was already rickety.

Perhaps because the cold wind on the bridge was too strong, she wrapped the rag on her body from time to time, as if this would make her warmer.

This old woman is the Shikijin in this picture, a desperate and powerful ghost—the evil woman of Huangquan.

Legend has it that in the turbulent Dongying Islands in ancient times, there was a large river called Huangquan.

Different from the general rivers that nourish all things, the river water of Huangquan is full of the power of dead silence, and there is no grass everywhere it passes, and the vitality of thousands of miles will be taken away by the river.

However, there are two poles of things, and there are positive and negative things.

It is rumored that on the other side of the Yellow Spring, there is a pure land of bliss, as long as you can cross the Yellow Spring to the other side, you can enjoy the ultimate happiness of eternal life.

The Yellow Springs do not have a fixed basin, and sometimes they come out of thin air, infecting a large river into a Yellow Spring, and then disappearing out of thin air after taking away the vitality of both banks.

After a long time, people were frightened of the water of the Huangquan River, and as long as the Yellow Spring appeared, the people on both sides of the river would flee in an instant.

So, on an unknown day, the figure of an old woman began to appear on the rivers of the Dongying Islands.

People on the road sometimes suddenly find that they are blocked by a river, and there is no boat or sail on the river, only a wooden bridge can pass.

When unsuspecting people walk to the bridge, they will find that as they continue to move forward, the sky around them becomes darker and darker, and even on the bridge, even on a hot summer day, they will feel cold and bitterly cold.

At this moment, a warm aroma came to the nose, and a kind mother-in-law who was boiling broth appeared in sight.

She would say kindly to people, "Poor boy, come and have a hot soup." ”

At this time, the hungry and cold traveler could not care about anything else, and was already attracted by the steaming broth, and a large bowl of belly swallowed on his back.

However, it was only later that it became known where this broth was.

Before the drinker had time to feel the warmth of Shutai, he was shocked to find that his body was rapidly aging and withering.

Finally, under the gloomy gaze of the old woman, after turning into a shriveled corpse, she was ruthlessly thrown into the river under the bridge, which had become turbid and desolate at some point.

Now.

In front of Xiyan, there is such a big river.

She looked up at the clear sky with great interest, and stepped indifferently on the strange wooden bridge.

The wooden bridge is mottled and old, and the soles of the feet step on it, making a "crunching" sound.

As soon as he stepped on the wooden bridge, a cold wind suddenly blew on the river.

The cold wind penetrates the bones, and it is cold from the inside out.

Xiyan's body paused suddenly, and the flat look in his eyes quietly dissipated.

A memory popped up in her mind.

The master who depends on her for her life, her birthday is coming.

The master loves her as her own, and she also regards the master as a close relative.

So every year on the master's birthday, she has to carefully prepare a gift.

This year she heard that a famous pastry chef had come to the nearby city and that she was going to buy the sweetest pastry to give to the chef as a birthday gift.

"Suddenly, the sky changed. ”

The cold wind blew on her body, and she couldn't help but rub her arms.

But when she thought of the happy appearance of the master when she ate the pastry, she couldn't help but show an innocent smile on her face.

The cold wind intensified, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace, holding her arms, and trotting all the way.

But the wooden bridge was too long, and before she could see the other side of the river, she was already shivering from the cold, and her upper and lower teeth kept fighting.

Her face was full of grievances, she didn't know that the weather would suddenly turn like this, she wanted to retreat and return to the warmth of her home, but the pastry chef would only stay in the city for one day, and if she missed today, she would not be able to buy the gift she wanted.

Just as she was in a dilemma, her nose jerked twice, and she smelled a burst of meat in the air.

Looking forward, I was pleasantly surprised to see an old woman looking at her amiably in front of her, and beside the old woman, a pot of broth was boiling and tumbling.

"Poor boy, come and have a sip of hot soup. The old woman smiled heartily, and after speaking, she picked up the soup and served her a bowl.

The aroma came to his nose, Xiyan couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and just wanted to take it, but his delicate palm stopped in mid-air, and said embarrassedly: "I don't have any extra money." ”

She only had money to buy pastries for the master, and if she did, she would not be able to buy gifts for the master either.

The old woman smiled kindly: "Drink, mother-in-law doesn't charge money." ”

"Really... Really? That's really. Thank you so much mother-in-law. ”

Xiyan was really frozen, so he took the soup bowl and poured it into his mouth.

She didn't notice that the kind expression on the old woman's face was becoming gloomy.

"Hmm~ It's so delicious, can I ask for another bowl of mother-in-law?"

A bowl of hot soup was in his stomach, Xiyan only felt comfortable all over his body, wiped the remaining soup stains at the corner of his mouth, and handed the bowl to his mother-in-law again.

Seeing that the expression on the old woman's face instantly froze, she said ashamedly: "I'm sorry mother-in-law, I'm too greedy." ”

Unexpectedly, the old woman's face quickly recovered, and she said with a smile: "It's okay, poor child, I'll serve you another bowl." ”

With that, the old woman refilled the bowl and handed it back.

"Thank you, mother-in-law. Xiyan smiled cutely, picked up the bowl and drank it all.

"Wow, I've never had such a good soup, and now I don't feel cold at all. ”

"Do you want another bowl?" the old woman forced a smile.

"Well, thank you, mother-in-law!" Xiyan stretched out his hand and held the bowl.

"Then I'll give you another bowl. The old woman's hand was full of soup, and it was a big bowl.

Goo Dong ~ Goo Dong.

In the third bowl, Xiyan's face was full of expressions of enjoyment.

"Do you want to?" the old woman's dry face had no smile on her face.

"Hmm~ Forget it, it's not fun to drink like this, so I'll do it myself. ”

Xi Yan tilted his head and thought about it, and then came to the boiling soup pot, not afraid of being hot, grabbed the edge of the pot with one hand, directly raised the soup pot above his head, and drank the full pot of hot soup in his stomach.

"Hiccup~"

With a slight hiccup, Xi Yan looked at the old woman who was lying on her back, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Hehe, it seems that the Yin-Yang Divine Palace has produced another genius. ”

The evil woman of Huangquan didn't know that she had been tricked at this time, but she still couldn't figure out why the woman in front of her could ignore the power of her hot soup.

Xi Yan was noncommittal, and said, "Do you hand it over yourself, or do I do it myself?"

"Ha, haha, hahaha!"

The evil woman of Huangquan seemed to have heard something funny, and laughed: "Arrogant, think that if you catch a few bowls of hot soup from me, you can be sure to deal with me?"

When the words fell, the cold wind in the sky began to howl more violently, whimpering like a ghost wailing, and the Huangquan River under the bridge also turned up the waves at a height of a foot, slapping the wooden bridge, as if to devour the people on the bridge mercilessly.

Xi Yan glanced lightly and said with a smile: "Otherwise?"

The evil woman of Huangquan sneered: "Do you know that when you step on this bridge, you are already under my control." ”

Looking at the evil woman's victory, Xiyan sighed softly and said with a smile: "Are you sure that under your feet, or that wooden bridge?"

"Huh?"

Hearing this, the evil woman of Huangquan subconsciously looked at her feet, and then she was shocked to see that at some point, the mottled wooden bridge under her feet had changed its appearance.

Instead, a dim bridge of light lies across the Yellow Spring, with a familiar and unfamiliar atmosphere.

Immediately, the evil woman of Huangquan made a decision and jumped under the bridge.

But "Ahhh

"This shore and the other shore, crossing the bridge Huangquan. Who are you, and what is your relationship with Dini?" the Yellow Springs screamed in terror.

"You know the name of the ancestor, you have lived long enough. ”

Xi Yan stood up with one hand, and the bridge under his feet rippled with layers of spiritual light.

The yellow spring under the bridge suddenly floated out of the misty water vapor, turned into yellow glow and flew upward, fell into the dim yellow bridge, and disappeared.

"What are you doing? You're not a contract spirit! Stop!"

Feeling that her strength was disappearing rapidly, the evil woman of Huangquan wanted to kill her like crazy, but her feet were firmly attached to the bridge and she couldn't move.

"What are you crazy about, quickly bind your soul to the bridge of doom, and you will benefit from it in the future!" Xiyan scolded coldly.

The evil woman of Huangquan still struggled hard, and said, "Don't lie to me!"

Xi Yan raised his eyebrows coldly, and reprimanded: "Now that you know the Doom Bridge, you should know what it is, today you help me form the Doom Bridge, and I will send you to the other side of the river tomorrow!

The evil woman of Huangquan was stunned, perhaps she didn't know what this bridge meant to her.

In that long, ancient era, when she first saw the bridge that reached the other side, she was deeply afraid of the innate oppressive power on it.

However, in addition to being frightened, the anti-origin made her see the dawn of the avenue, she was born in heaven and earth, and she was a demon in her life, but the root is the most orthodox law of heaven and earth.

If you can become an immortal, who wants to be a demon?

But in those days, she could only shiver under the bridge, how dare she think of anything else.

After hesitating for a long time, the evil woman of Huangquan said slowly: "What you said is true? ”

"Do you have the power to resist?"

Xi Yan sneered, in the eyes of the evil woman of Huangquan, the disdainful look was the same as the person back then.

She was silent.

Under the constraints of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram, the strength she can exert is not enough in case of emergency, and under the suppression of the bridge, she can only let Xiyan do it.

Even if she didn't agree, she couldn't stop Xiyan from grabbing it.

"It is not easy to be born with a spirit, you help me condense the bridge, I promise you to send the spirit bridge, and the rest is up to you. Can you redeem your body and wash away the sins of the past, so that you can one day break away from the bridge and become a fairy. ”

Xi Yan still explained.

The evil woman of Huangquan raised her slightly cloudy eyes and looked at her fixedly, her heart was horizontal, and she made up her mind.

"The old woman will believe you once, don't die so soon!

"Snort~ Come on. ”

Xiyan still sneered disdainfully.

The evil woman of Huangquan had faith in her heart for no reason.

Back then, that person also looked down on the world and suppressed it.

The evil woman of Huangquan smiled, she raised her arms flat, fell backwards on her back, and the moment she fell to the ground, she quietly merged with the dusky bridge body.

Under the bridge, the water of the Huangquan River boiled and tumbled, setting off a monstrous wave under the bridge, roaring and slapping the bridge.

It looks terrifying, but in fact, in the slap again and again, the dusky bridge becomes more solid.

Outside the 100 ghosts night walking map.

The rolling Yellow River suddenly appeared in mid-air, rumbling out of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Diagram, and went straight into Xi Yan's body.

The four great priests who were always paying attention to the scroll changed color in unison, and where the Yellow River appeared, the color of the scroll was fading at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh no! The picture scroll of the evil woman in Huangquan is disappearing!"

They anxiously woke up Kanda Noshiba, who was meditating with his eyes closed.

Who knew that Kanda Naichai just glanced up, and then laughed and shot out a spiritual light, firmly guarding Xiyan.

"Worthy of the secretary. ”

"Tell the disciples who wake up to observe carefully, this kind of opportunity, if you miss it, I am afraid that it will be rare in this life. ”